There was a hush in the forest. The forest guard bent low and pointed at the whiskers of a tiger cub and quietly exclaimed “ there…a cub!” Ankush, Dinesh, my wife Srividhya and I directed our gaze eagerly to fill our retina with the image of the tiger. Then we heard a loud crunch! Krishna, my son, was munching on a big packet of chips. I was horrified and admonished him for bringing a chips packet to the forest. His reasoning was simple. “ You are so worried about the tiger. What about me? I am hungry and can’t control anymore!” Has anyone won an argument with an eight-year-old?
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