Cycle of Cliches
It felt awkward, because, although Papa and Mummy were smiling as usual, but Papa’s words – tell me something new – sounded dismissive.
“Blessings? Yes, our blessings are with you both always. Keep shining in all you do. Keep making us proud. And most importantly, stay happy.” Papa said, patting Nisim on his shoulders. Jaanvi tried to smile, but couldn’t because blessings are so generic. She expected those firm words of assurance which unequivocally conveyed Papa’s support. Mummy’s as well, because, in most cases, she would naturally support whatever Papa did or said.