A short story on how babies think.
Baby name: Kevin Hunt
“Crying, Crying, Crying, and always he will cry - is it for food, milk or something bit him or he bit something…...” - Kevin as a 6 months old had no clue when his Mom was holding him and talking to his neighborhood strangers. He was just staring at the baby girl who smiled at him back. He just raised his hand with tiny fingers making a tremendous effort to touch his newbie girl friend. But he was immediately pulled away and he realized he is back indoor with less sound and light now. By the time his mom left him in the cradle, he started crying again. He always loved to be moving than lying still and staring at the roof.
He just saw some dancing dolls moving in circles placed above him. Immediately he stopped crying and started pulling those dolls. He enjoyed crushing and biting them. He was feeling some tickling and prickling sensation all over his body and stomach. He was crying loud enough to alert his mom. She came rushing towards him and fed milk. Kevin felt little better now.
Not again… I cannot lie in that closed wooden thing. He looked angrily at his mom. He was awaken from his little nap when somebody started suffocating him with kisses on his cheek. He started yelling at a loudspeaker decibel sound AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW. Immediately he bit the thing whatever it was - it was his aunt’s nose. After some deep booming reverberated voices, Kevin stopped his shouting.
He was glad when his dad came in and took him out for a stroll. Kevin’s brain started processing at a terabyte speed when he saw moving things, shades of colors, flying things, dark items and so on. He was excited to touch all of the objects which passed by. He was feeling a strange and sudden wet and hot sensation under his seat and started crying. His dad understood what just happened and fixed the situation.
Kevin was staring at the animals in the zoo now. I want to touch that moving thing He pointed at a huge python writhing towards him. He heard some roars, chirping sounds which made him giggle. He was excited to see the dolphins dive and wished he could also dive or swim like them. I want to fly over the roof like that He was showing his dad an eagle drifting high above the sky. He closed his eyes when sun rays blocked his view.
It was almost evening. He felt hungry and sleepy at the same time and as usual you know what he would have done. Kevin could not distinguish the different taste he experienced in his mouth. Some made him vomit it right away and some he spilled it knowingly and laughed at his mom. He just started hearing some soft sound which he used to hear every night before he starts to dream. It was a rhyming lullaby from his mom. Kevin always liked to listen to melody music which makes him to stop the flow of salty water from his eyes. He slowly moved to his dream world with his tiny fingers curled around his affectionate mom’s hand.
The End
Story by Siva.
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