Hell It's Mine

What we think, what we speak and what we do are never in tune with one another. This page is dedicated to what I think.

To say that the pandemic has created an upheaval in our lives is an understatement. It was affected each one of us in so many unimaginable ways. Sometimes the effect was direct, as in one has lost someone dear to the virus, or sometimes one was a mute, helpless spectator as the virus danced to its macabre tunes. Either way, no one was spared. It brought us all down to a level playing ground where even the rich couldn’t buy their way through. But if one were to choose the category of people who were, and are, the most hit then it would be the children.

Sometimes I wonder when I compare the times we grew up in with the present days – did we live in more dangerous times, where we had more freedom or is it better now with parents hovering around us the whole time? I mean did we really live in dangerous times or our kids being more protected and cloistered by un-neccessary caution?

How do you describe the roles you play but by the many relationships you have? I mean you are someone in every interaction. You play a parent to your child, a wife to your husband, a daughter to your parents, a teacher to your students, a customer to your vendor, a client to the manager. There is never a moment in your life when you aren’t playing a role. But what defines you as a person are the roles that are important to you.

Thank god its Monday – TGIM! I so look forward to the beginning of the weekdays, the regular working days, that its almost criminal. My kids refuse to look at my glowing face on the Monday mornings when they are all groggy and could do with a few more minutes of the shut-eye. And there is the mother sounding so chirpy and happy about it being a bright morning and with hopes of it transforming into a great day! I know gives you a sense of déjà vu, doesn’t it?

(for those who know it all and for those who are still struggling even after years of experience)

Is it only me or are there other overwhelmed and hassled parents out there wondering what’s happening around them? I mean with raising children. Am I doing it right or is there something wanting? Every time I call up any of my friends, the conversation somehow manages to drift to the children – their studies, behavior, food habits, digital media, etc. etc. In short, it’s all about the children.

When the first time I had laid eyes on her, she looked like a little plucked chicken…all red and shrivelled, swaddled in the folds of a soft blanket which I had washed repeatedly so that it becomes even more soft, if that was possible!! She was trying her best to open her eyes and get busy with the business of life. Years have passed and my “chicken li’l” has grown up. Oh yes, I still call her by that name.