Baby: *Opening Eyes* I can finally see. Have been waiting for this.
*Some lady Screams* Suddenly there is a lot of noise..There is excitement in the air.. There is the usual pitter patter of feet.. Suddenly a whole set of queer looking faces peer in...
Uncle: He’s opened his eyes.
Aunt: He’s looking sooo cute...
Granny: Look at him checking us out.
Baby: Who are these people? And why are they all staring at me. Hey People stop making those noises *Getting used to people talking*..
Aunt : he's up get him out of there..
Baby: Nooooo dont touch me, I like it here its cozy. Who do you think you are?? Dont you dare....
Uncle: Oh No don’t cry dear. Hey sis.. He’s crying.. What do i do?
Mom: take him out on the balcony. Maybe he needs some fresh air..
Uncle: Ok
Takes him on the balcony
Uncle: hey baby.. Look there bow bow (Pointing at a dog on the street)...
Baby: I know that animal.. And its bo bo(Courtesy: Previous day mom’s definition) not bow bow... Make up your Mind people.. And what is this glare. I'm sweating.. Take me in you idiot *Continues Crying*
Uncle: Hey Sisss.. He's not stopping..
Mom: Maybe he’s hungry.. Bring him in..
Mom is trying to feed now.
M: Alelee.. Drink my child (The Feeding bottle is Deployed into service)...
B: What is wrong with these people.. I just drank this thing a couple of hours ago.. Do they think I’m a tank or what.. Leave me alone people...
The Crying has intensified now.. Everyone has taken notice...
Granny: Try gripe water..
Mom: Good idea.
Baby: Oh noo .Oh god where have you sent me.. These people are experimenting on me.
Gripe Water Comes up.
Mom: lalala..here sweety....drink drink...
baby: What in heavens name is this... Tastes awful. yeech.. *spits out most of the stuff*
Mom almost in tears now..
Mom: mooom…He's not drinking!!
Granny: does he feel hot? *feels the forehead* he feels okay...
Everyone comes around and starts singing and clapping and making noises to calm the baby down.
Baby: Whoa People.. Calm down people .. What’s with the excitement..
The noise continues... Suddenly the Door Bell Rings... everyone pauses...There is silence in the air..
Aunt: hey he stopped crying..
Uncle (Thinks): thank goodness… He was kind of getting on my nerves
Aunt(Thinks):Ohhhh He stopped because of MY singing..
Mom: That’s it. He likes the door bell.. We will ring the bell every time he cries..
Baby: What is she talking about.. I Just stopped cause they all did..Now they are going to terrorize me with the door bell. I just wish I could make them understand.. Hey here’s a thought Maybe I can make different noises for different things I need.. Let’s hope they understand *looks around at the faces* This is gonna be one hell of a ride...