“Mummy, I am feeling bored. Can I have your phone or laptop?” Dhruv asked me yesterday evening.
“Oh no! You said bored. You remember the universe takes the word ‘bored’ with utmost seriousness. You say you are bored and it will fill your life with so much adventure that you will end up praying for boredom,” I created an emergency-like situation.
“God, universe, I am not bored. I am not bored,” Dhruv got panicky.
“The universe cancels out negative words – no and not so now it is still hearing ‘I am bored. I am bored,” I turned the leaf from the book The Secret.
“Arre, kya karun ab main mummy. Main to fas gaya. What shall I do now, Mummy?” said he with heightened panic.
“Bolo I am keeping myself busy,” was my solution.
Looking up towards the ceiling, he began reciting, “Universe, I am busy. I am very busy.”
“Mummy, can I now have your phone or laptop?” he came back to square one and I thought I had created enough diversion from this.
“You know what watching videos on the screen is not considered busy by the universe. It considers it idling and a function of boredom. Haath pair chalao. Move your body to prove you are not sitting idle,” I tried outsmarting him.
This did not stop him from getting tremendously busy with eating up my head with constant pleading and pestering, “De do na. Phone de do na. Please give me the phone.”
When the last bit of my head got devoured, I surrendered and handed him the phone.
All the drama proved to be futile at the end. I must do better next time.