Who’s the daddy? 
Stories of exchanging ages have thrilled us over the ages, and filled us with awe 
when our grannies had narrated them at bedtime. Here is one such story and this 
is indeed something all of us have wished for at some point of time in our lives. 
Subal woke up one morning to discover himself quite smaller. His clothes 
became too big for him, short sleeves longer than his arms almost touching his 
feet. These changes apart, he was quite startled to find changes in his mood too. 
He felt an unusual surge of energy within him, he wanted to jump around and 
play. He wished to climb tall trees and swing around like monkeys. It was then 
that the words re-echoed in his ears: Tomorrow morning you will be as young 
as your son. 
He rushed to his son to check for a change in him. Sure enough, there he saw 
Sushil immersed in a deep sleep. Subal, not able to withstand the sleepy Sushi, 
woke him up. His dress had grown extremely light and body had become 
strongly bloated. What more, nearly half of his face was covered with a salt-and- 
pepper beard and moustache, with just a little trace of the unruly hair that 
had covered his head earlier. An old and matured man is what replaced the 
young and naughty Subal. 
Comical and fascinating as it may seem, you’d also be surprised to find that 
these were exactly what they had got exactly what they had wished for. While 
the father had wished to be young once again to lock himself in a room and 
study, the young Sushil could not wait to grow older. He wanted the freedom of 
the old age. Surprisingly, the Goddess of Wish paid heed to their wishes and 
granted them. 
It would not be untrue to say that this exchange of ages had in fact instilled a 
degree of laziness to study in Subal and an irritation to loud noises in Sushil. 
The now father Sushil is forced to go to school and now of the old tricks of 
‘stomach ache, tooth ache’ would not work out because the old Subal-well 
aware of the antics he had experimented till the previous night-would force him 
to school. Though Sushil suffers from cramps and pains sometimes, he is quite 
content with this transition. Subal is also quite hopeful he’d be able to overcome 
his laziness and get ready to hit the books soon as he wished for earlier and 
succeed in being a civil officer of the highest ranks.Days to come would sure 
have more stories to be told and let us wish them good luck.

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    Who’s the daddy? Stories of exchanging ages have thrilled us over the ages, and filled us with awe when our grannies had narrated them at bedtime. Here is one such story and this is indeed something all of us have wished for at some point of time in our lives. Subal woke up one morning to discover himself quite smaller. His clothes became too big for him, short sleeves longer than his arms almost touching his feet. These changes apart, he was quite startled to find changes in his mood too. He felt an unusual surge of energy within him, he wanted to jump around and play. He wished to climb tall trees and swing around like monkeys. It was then that the words re-echoed in his ears: Tomorrow morning you will be as young as your son. He rushed to his son to check for a change in him. Sure enough, there he saw Sushil immersed in a deep sleep. Subal, not able to withstand the sleepy Sushi, woke him up. His dress had grown extremely light and body had become strongly bloated. What more, nearly half of his face was covered with a salt-and- pepper beard and moustache, with just a little trace of the unruly hair that had covered his head earlier. An old and matured man is what replaced the young and naughty Subal. Comical and fascinating as it may seem, you’d also be surprised to find that these were exactly what they had got exactly what they had wished for. While the father had wished to be young once again to lock himself in a room and study, the young Sushil could not wait to grow older. He wanted the freedom of the old age. Surprisingly, the Goddess of Wish paid heed to their wishes and granted them. It would not be untrue to say that this exchange of ages had in fact instilled a degree of laziness to study in Subal and an irritation to loud noises in Sushil. The now father Sushil is forced to go to school and now of the old tricks of ‘stomach ache, tooth ache’ would not work out because the old Subal-well aware of the antics he had experimented till the previous night-would force him to school. Though Sushil suffers from cramps and pains sometimes, he is quite content with this transition. Subal is also quite hopeful he’d be able to overcome his laziness and get ready to hit the books soon as he wished for earlier and succeed in being a civil officer of the highest ranks.Days to come would sure have more stories to be told and let us wish them good luck.