My Mom is the best cook!!

I bet almost all of us would have uttered these words and almost all mothers should have got this compliment.

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Whenever I need to move on  … I need to tell myself very often  … Its Ok Khushi!! It’s Ok!!

And yeah, it work like miracle sometimes. It is first step to learn “ acceptance” or say “let it go”.

I am still learning at this middle age; just wonder why parents don’t teach this at early age to make children’s life easy and so happy.

In the morning today, while surfing TV channels, I happen to get glimpse of one TV serial. The protagonist organize one written test for parents, and at the end of it, tried to teach a lesson through realization of how much stress children undergo while exam time. And to add on the stress, parents too keep lot of expectations, which lead children to  … I guess nowhere, rather more stressed, tensed and end up performing bad and increasing distance between their parents and them, losing faith on parents, into some unknown phobia or complex, feeling alone and so sometimes even suicide. Recently our government gave serious thought about the same and now marking pattern is replaced with grade pattern, assessment is made more easier than before. I am still confused, whether this change is really going to help much. Because I feel root cause is not examination but parents’ pressure after comparison with their child’s peer and so heavy expectations. Why don’t we teach them at small age “ It’s ok to fail once in while”,  “It’s ok to perform bad sometimes”, “It’s ok if their friends are doing better “ , It’s ok if they are not keen in something that they had selected for them”, “ It’s ok if they want to select something on their own to make the future.”

My son was not even 2 years old, and I had sent him in the school, and was/is worried when he was/is not picking the studies as his classmates were.   Yeah, now I am learning to say often to myself “It’s ok Khushi” and also to my son, when he feels low “It’s ok son, you will catch up soon” I am still leaning, it’s not easy for me, as I start comparing him with my childhood. I was sincere in studies and so I expect him too..  , so again my expectations and so I am culprit if my son suffer (as I shout on him or sometimes raise my hands too.. though feel guilty later). I am culprit if he will move far from me. Though I am learning it late, but I want him to learn now that “It’s ok if his dreams shattered very often, It’s ok, just don’t stop dreaming.”   Just for happiness !!!

A month and half before, I came to know about my son’s annual function. I felt bit nervous. My last year experience made me so. But with time, when I found my son is doing fine with it, he was sometimes enthusiastic, sometimes bored (???) but still fine, so my nervousness disappeared gradually. Reason could be any, friendly teachers, or no dance or I don’t know.. , but I was relieved.

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Education’s purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.

If this is true, I am sure, enormous money spent on so called education today is total waste, as it is not solving the above said purpose. Instead of opening the mind, it is just keeping us in one direction, as horse tied in a horse cart is kept with eye cover, in short almost closed.

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Last Wednesday, my to-do list was pretty big. I needed to shop, iron, do packing with regular domestic activities, as need to travel to my hometown next day. It is salad day for my son, so I prepared his lunch box, with sliced fruits and salad and kept it in the freeze.

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I want to show you all the report card of my son, I got last Saturday in Open House (i.e., Parents Teacher meeting)

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Today, I was crying while watching an emotional movie, my son came to me and asked me “Mom! Why are you crying?”, though he knew the reason .. without waiting for my reply he added “Mummy , this is movie ..these people wear different-different dresses and come in different movies (he meant actors doing different characters)  , its not real” and then wiped my tears with his small-small hands…I had no answer, I just smiled and took him in my lap. My little angel I love you.

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Those who know ‘why’ shall somehow find ‘how’

I agree but.. this fails in context to handling small children. This often fails for mothers whose babies are small. Right mommies? Children often do something which is simply a mystery for a mother. If she start thinking why, the child will make it worst just unmanageable. So before situation goes out of our hands, we just need to know how to control. Later if you think about why behind, you often fail to know the reason.

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I had high fever (106 degree). I saw him from distance, from my bed, my first bundle of joy. He was pink and small and cute like any other new born. But he became bundle of… Doctor informed me, he breathed for a while and … I wanted to hold him in my hands, hug and kiss him once…a good bye kiss but was not allowed as my people around me felt, I wouldn’t be able to come out of it , as would be more attached after holding him…would hurt me more. I couldn’t insist for… as was mentally, physically, emotionally drained. But IÂ dreamt many times after that as if he is complaining that why his mom ignored him, insulted him…didn’t take him in her lap even once. This hurt me more and will hurt me life long.

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I was not ready this time again.

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