Spicy chocolate

She is a talkative, cute, lil 4 years old girl, with lots of curiosity, a beautiful smile, and unbelievable amount of narcissism.

That's my neighbourhood girl.

Her mom went out for some work, and she got upset. I was there, I didn't like to see her sad, staring out of the window, waiting for her mom. So I took up a conversation with her.

But no, she wasn't in a mood.

The only thing at that time, to turn her on, was to start praising her. Yeah, she is showing off characteristics of her gender right from this age. Anyway, so I asked her that since she was so beautiful, I would like to have some clicks with her. And I bet I saw that instant spark in her eyes.

She was ready. But she didn't smile. And the moment I started clicking, she was completely transformed from that lil upset kid to a terrific, charming and bright model. I smiled. I knew her.

The next step to continue talking was to keep praising her. So I started with things she liked. And with mention of each thing, she did "Oh, Yeah", with mouth wide opened in surprise and eyes very curious to find out my source of knowledge about her. 

One of the things, was her hairband, that had a stupid cat on it. So I said, "Look at this. It's so beautiful kitty. So sweet sweet, cute cute. Just like you." And she blushed and repeated, "Titty". I almost grinned. I said, "It's kitty, not titty". She tried to imitate me, "Titty". And I grinned this time. It was cute. Honest cute. And seeing my laughter with her "titty' blunder, she became enthu, and repeated it for several times. That was funny.

I asked her about her school, what she liked there and what she did there. She continued telling her things with the enthusiasm, "Now I'll get into senior std, then first, then second, then sixth, then tenth, then fifth." She was so much willing to study (Now I was surprised). I asked her if she forgot to mention 4th std. And she was so much embarrassed by her mistake, "Ohhhhhhh, ok fifth, then fourth, then tenth, then twelfth (we have a system here. 10 + 2 + college), and then I'll be in college and I'll become a doctor." 

I was taken aback, for two reasons. One, she knew that she had to study till 12th standard, which I didn't know as a kid for a long time. Second, she wanted to be a doctor. That's a complete crap, not just because I don't approve of it, but also because she's more into styling and art (ok, she enjoys studies too, but her dominant feature is "fashioning, styling, drawing, dance, etc" - I know most of the kids are like that, but then I personally don't want her to ruin her time in doing something that will deprive her from her other likings. And she can definitely take up something else. Medical studies asks for so much. Honest - Big prophesy, but then this is a sensitive issue for me), and now since I feel that I've got into a wrong profession (oh, by the way, I am on a way to become a doctor), I really get scared seeing someone "dreaming" about it (Yeah, she's just a kid, but then I told you, this is a very sensitive issue for me, honestly). 

I told her that there will be injections and medicines and all (ok, I tried to scare her, but her answer scared me off. phew !!). She said, "Yes, I'd love to give injection to all the people". And she was so happy about giving injection to people thing (As a kid, even I wanted to be a police officer, so that I can get all those, who were harassing me, into jail. Injecting people would be giving her the same feeling). I told her that I was studying it and I didn't like it. She wasn't interested. May be she remembered her funny pronunciation and started up with "titty, titty" again.

Ok, even I wasn't interested in talking about it. I let her lead the conversation. But alas ! She again came up with the same thing. She said, "When you'll get fracture (oh, she knows that term, wow), I'll give you a glucose bottle and injections". O hellow, I'll be your senior by then. She suddenly realised a big mistake she just committed, "Oh no, first I'll give you an injection and then glucose bottle (you insert catheter before starting a glucose pint)." Wow, this kid knows this (All the kids may be smart, or smarter than this. I'm just discussing my surprise element).

I gave up. It was too much of things I wouldn't want to discuss.I wanted to divert a topic now.

"What about eating something? Aren't you hungry? What about some chocolates?" I asked. "Oh no, it's so much calories in there", she replied. I didn't have a nerve to react because my forehead and eyebrows had enough exercise so far. I went in, and got some chocs. It was a dark chocolate. I asked her if she liked to have some. She said, "No, it's spicy." I told her that it's called bitter, not spicy. 

Her mom returned. And she ran to her. I got out and was staring at the road traffic. I took a bite of the dark chocolate.

I'm still not sure if that's a chocolate, or a psychological effect of she calling it spicy, or ~I wanna become a doctor~ part of the conversation, But it tasted spicy this time.