fear

For years I had played that lil’ prank on his mother. Hiding behind doors and in closets for her to pass unwarily. And then jump out with an almost gentle “boo” until she screamed and leapt out of her skin. Many a time she even hurt herself from the fear of that gentle boo.
Lil Arshad was lying on his back, like most 6 month olds in his crib. I hid in the closet and when Mumma left, I jumped out and screamed, “Boo”
He burst out, laughing.


P.S:
Fear is something you learn on the way.
Do one thing everyday that scares you