Today I’d like to share one of the funny yet profound talk my 5 year old daughter had with me.
Background: We live in Delhi and during rainy seasons, we’ve got used to living with mosquitoes around and we’ve also got quite adept at playing various tennis shots like forehand, backhand, volley, half-volley, overhead etc. the only difference being, we hold mosquito killing electric racket instead of a real lawn tennis one!!!
One evening I happened to kill a mosquito when my daughter sitting next to me asks,
Sara: Papa, what happens to them when they touch this racket?
Me: They die!!!
Sara: What happens when one dies?
Me: They go to God!!!
Sara: And what do they do when they go to God?
Now just before I could think and answer, she says,
Oh, how would you know, you are still here!!!
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