There's so much blankness alongside being a mother.
Rhea is all 'dohiiing dohiiing' these days and I was stuck with a red crayon unable to think beyond an apple and a flower in red. Squeezed those sad neurons and finally I drew a (lame) red bucket :/ After I give the book to her I think of strawberries, red chillies, fire engine and all that :/
This temporary memory loss can only be called #Mumnesia
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