When is your Independence day? The headline jolted me out of my lazy morning on 15th August when I was checking my phone notifications. I had planned to have a regular day but a bit more relaxed because my husband had a holiday and would be taking on the prime parenting role for the day. But this line, that titled one of the many promotional emails I received in my inbox made me think.
Yes, we have been blessed to have been born into a country which saw us living a free life. Free from being ruled by another country, race & people. But I am sure, many of us agree, that we hardly live lives that are truly free & independent.
Between the hustle bustle of earning livelihoods, trying to increase our standards of living, paying high school fees, fighting traffic, functioning in bad work cultures or a judgemental society, where do most of us find the time to follow our passions or even focus on a hobby? Our lives are not our own in many ways and whether we agree to it or not, most of us are slaves to a system that manages our physical and mental lives! Continue reading
Come January and with Republic Day approaching, the tricolour is spotted in every corner of the country and even on the telly, in stores and malls. Tricolour food is being dished up by moms, food bloggers and restaurants. Schools begin practice for march past and letters are sent home asking parents to send their children dressed as freedom fighters. Yes, that’s the place I am in right now and babyT has only been in school for one week now. –Sigh– They do say schooling your kids is the beginning of a second education for parents.
I know Republic Day is all the birth of the Indian Constitution and not really the Independence Day celebration. However, it’s also a valid point that if it were not for the Independence struggle and our subsequent victory we would never have this lovely Friday off this month giving us a long weekend to make merry. 🙂 Continue reading
Once we become mothers ourselves something inside us suddenly lights up, almost like a bulb. And we realise how much our own (mother) parents must have done for us – bearing us, carrying us for 9 months and then for a lifetime. A deep respect for all the sleepless nights and days full of worry and anxiety arrives and with it a realization that ‘Mom was always right.’
For as long as I can remember, my mom has been constantly telling me ‘you will realise this only after you become a mother yourself.’ And I also remember laughing at this statement of hers and responding with ‘I’m never going to be that kind of mom.’ Oh, but how wrong I was, because turns out I am absolutely that kind of a mom.
Out of the many gems that my mom passed on to me, my most cherished ones are the ones she told me about self-care. Since my theme for 2018 is all about SELFHOOD this seems like the perfect topic to share all those instances where my mom was right.