The Modern Food-chain

Breakfast is an awesome time to ponder the mysteries of the universe. It is only natural to uncover hidden truths while your daughter sits in her highchair, chomping on some bread with ham. Not entirely surprisingly, one or two pieces will somehow not make it to her mouth or they might hit the secret eject button and be tossed back into the world quite violently. That’s where the modern food-chain chips in: Mr. Socks will already have positioned himself strategically: in the flight path of those juicy morsels. Mr. Socks loves ham! And he does love the occasional piece of bread or egg, too.

So there you have it: Rather than climbing to the top we have a simple reverse food-chain. And guess who knows to appreciate it!? Less work for me, too.

India: The cliché lives!

Picture this: I am taking Roma for our daily little evening walk. I am in the middle of explaining to her a beautifully shaped tree trunk with ants meandering along it when I spot the cliché that is India, crawling right by in front of us: A bullock cart.
If I remember correctly I am guilty of letting out a nice long shriek and went to chase the cart for Roma’s amusement, since that poor city-baby hasn’t yet had the chance to glance at many of those.
But is that it? -No, that is not it. After almost a decade in India I think I am past amazement induced by the mere sighting of a bullock cart, and I wouldn’t blog about it either.
The bullocks with their colorfully painted horns adorned with bells were transporting a load of iron rods meant for some random construction site. And on top of this pretty oxymoron of past mixed up with present we had a chap sitting on top of it talking into his cellphone.
Yes, that is the living cliché. Naturally, after n years even such things become commonplace, but when you are out explaining the world to a toddler you bother to open your eyes again to the things that made you smile years ago, and so I couldn’t be bothered about the rolling eyes and the snickers that met my wild chase of the bullock cart as I dashed down the road to provide Roma, all squeals and laughter herself, with the best possible view of this mix’n’match version of her birth country. :yes:

Fear Factor

*Machchar = Hindi/Urdu, mosquito

For all those who are not conversant with the astonishing range of insecticides available in the Indian market: „All Out“, the product in the picture, is a mosquito repellent.