While I was walking down the steps of Mahim station towards the platform, a Gujarati grandfather and his 3, maybe 4-year old granddaughter are walking up the stairs. Grandpa has her school bag and water bottle in one hand and the other one is holding her tiny hand. Here is the sweet conversation that followed.

Granddaughter: Bag aapo ne. (Give me the bag)

Grandpa: Nai. (No)

Granddaughter: Bag saaf che? (Is the bag clean?)

Grandpa: Haan. (Yes)

Granddaughter: To bag aapo ne mane. (Then give the bag to me.)

Grandpa: Nai. (No)

Granddaughter: Bag bhari che? (Is the bag heavy?)

Grandpa: Haan. (Yes)

Granddaughter: Reva dyo. (Then let it be.)

And she silently walked up with her grandpa and I walked down, shaking my head, with a big smile on my face.