Killing Osama

My five year old son asked for a toy gun, well it is the gender thing I guess he and his brother have always been fascinated by guns and wheels to play with. So having procured a gun he went out to play with his friends and a retired Army personnel who happens to be my neighbour, taught them a game called ‘killing Osama.’ They were really engrossed in their game for a couple of hours after which I called him to drink his milk. He came and asked me if I knew Osama. I said yes. And then I added that he is dead now, the US military killed him. He drained down his milk and emerged with a thick white moustache from his mug and exclaimed,

“How did they kill him so fast, mama? I just came in!”


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