Once upon a time, long long ago, a young girl of ten was mighty excited. She lived in a suburb in Mumbai and was an only child. Her parents had taken her on a local train to Fort area to a large spectacle shop. She loved the train ride and the promise of the superb noodles restaurant and her favourite corn soup. She dismissed the newly launched Maggi noodles which was such a rage among her classmates.
After choosing a specs frame, the girl excitedly displayed her skills with the fork while handling the noodles in the restaurant and when asked by her folks, seemed thrilled at the prospect of wearing specs.
This girl grew up, got married, had girls of her own. By now she was wearing lenses.
One day, her older six year old accompanied her to the lens shop. On a whim, she got her eyes checked as well.
And it turned out that she needed specs.
A good four years before her mom had got them.
The young girl who was now a mother was almost distraught. She went back in time and realised how excited she had been about wearing specs.
She told herself that she was being a bit silly. While her mind said it was alright, her heart was broken. She had wished for the better eye gene from her husband to pass on to the kids.
But the child's excitement made her put on a brave face. But she knew it would get cumbersome, there would surely be unsolicited comments in store.
She tried to prep the kid and then realised it was uncalled for.
For now, the child is revelling in her new and cool accessory.