The other guy

I have a little monkey at home.

He is six years old.
His eyes twinkle with mischief.
His cheeks have slight dimples.
He has a flat nose and two big nostrils.
He loves eating fruit and nuts and I can watch him do that for hours.
He has grubby hands.
His overall personality is like that of a bratty urchin.
He smiles most of the time.
He spends time with kids much older than him.
He is far ahead of kids his age and always falling short when compared to the kids he hangs out with.
He has become hardy and tough as a result.
He loves to hug. He is like a baby koala bear. He doesn't really need much else.
He can be happy sitting with me just hanging out as long as he gets his hugs and kisses every ten minutes.
He can't walk straight - he only skips and hops.
He frowns when he is concentrating on something.
He pouts when he is concentrating on something.
His voice is getting hoarse by shouting all the time.
He can't stop talking.
He enjoys his food.
He has a quick temper.
He is extremely expressive in his affections.
He is learning to play the piano.
He can download games on almost any phone.
He is amazing at Wii and PS3.
His knowledge of cricket and IPL is better than mine.
His knowledge of Japanese cartoon characters is better than most.
He is our lucky charm. And to think we always wanted a 'she' instead.
His name was decided after he was born - we had only thought of girl names.
His face even today looks like how it looked in utero in a sonography picture.
He undertook his dental treatment more bravely than I do.
He has three scars on his face.
He will soon be coming out of his brother's shadow when Amun leaves for another school.
He's been known to beat up kids twice his age.
He has got beautiful eyebrows.

His name is Aashay - it means the True Entity.