A feeding bottle in my hand which is filled with water. No, its not water, it is sweetened water. Digesting my last meal never took much of my time, which made me hungry sooner than it should. Feeding me so frequently got mother worried and she asked the doctor what she should do. The doctor said that it is fine to give me a bottle of water with some sugar in it.

Too much sugar was another problem but like every child, I loved the sweet water. So when mummy sometimes skipped the sugar and gave me a bottle of plain water, I used to hold the bottle against some light and look for the bit of haze that sugar adds to it. I learnt how to look for what I wanted.

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