‘Who will you both vote for?’, asked the elder one staring from her father to me. ‘Will you vote for the same party?’, she persisted. I let this one slide or was at least hoping to but persistence and children have an uncanny connect. ‘No, a family does not need to favour the same party, everyone has their own choice’, the husband came to the rescue aware that some questions won’t just go away and perhaps it was time to tackle them anyway. The pre-teen stared from one to the other, assuring herself more than anything that there were no underlying currents in that statement. Parental discord rattles children like nothing else and for a 10 year old, elections are really not worth stressing over whether mom and dad are exchanging some hidden barbs!
There were none. Having grown up as a fourth- generation journalist, I have never known a time when politics was not part of the dinner menu. Yet, something is different today.


