January 8. “I am getting all jittery, Button.”

“But why?”

“The day is fast approaching when I’ll be a year older which will make me 56!”

“56? You don’t look a day older than 48. Why don’t you, like sir, mentally fix your age the way he’s fixed his at 28? That will be of some consolation.”

“How can it be consoling? Won’t you know what your biological age is?”

“I don’t know about you but I am like sir. I am 5 and I don’t care what my biological age is. Now what do you plan to do on your birthday?”

“Nothing really big but I have thought of something. I want to go and feed the strays in BSPCA and take Rani and Mowgli and you for a ride in the car. What do you think of the idea?”

“Yippee. Are you serious? And you thought of taking me along! I love you. I adore you.”

“Now don’t jump like that. You might just slip and fall.”

“Don’t be mean. You know how much this means to me?”

“But this is just a plan. Nothing’s fixed yet.”

“This is a superb plan. Don’t cancel it. Please.”