Friday, June 10, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Tomorrow my little boy turns One!
Tomorrow my little boy turns One! I have looked forward to this moment from the time that I knew I was pregnant. Whenever I saw other mothers with kids that were walking, talking or sitting up, I would draw a mental picture for myself of the day he would do all those things. As he hits this milestone and I see how he has turned from this sleepy little bundle in baby sheets to a little brat who has us all on our toes through the day, I have no words to describe the journey or the feelings that this event brings.
But there is also a sobering realization that comes with it. Tomorrow is a big day for him and yet in many ways it will be a day like any other. He will wake up and want his breakfast and then refuse it. Try as hard as I can I will scowl at him a couple of times as he pushes aside his spoonful of stewed apples, and I will look forward to the few hours that he will sleep soundly and I can get other things done. Honestly! So what does this say about me as a mother? Is it that I am not excited about his Birthday tomorrow and will it not be special for me? Not really. In fact what it means is that special as his Birthday and all other milestones will be, each day with him is equally special and cherished by me.
Very often in life we wait for that perfect moment or that perfect setting to enjoy and celebrate what we have. Someone may hold on to that rare bottle of wine in anticipation of the perfect moment to uncork it. Another may buy a new dress and wait for that one occasion to wear it. And when that wine sours and that dress goes out of fashion untouched, we lament at the lost opportunity to savour a pleasure that life had offered us. All of us wait like this for something or the other thinking that somehow our happiness will be incomplete unless all our preconceived ideas are met, when all we are really doing is putting conditions on our happiness; a happiness that can be ours everyday.
And this is really what I wish for my son as he turns One. May he realize the value of each and every moment in his life, celebrate every little occasion, every small victory and never miss an opportunity to smile. He will achieve many things as he grows up and there will be many milestones to commemorate, but my hope is that he will not wait for the destination to celebrate but instead rejoice in every moment of the journey that takes him there.
Happy Birthday my prescious and may you smile always! Lots of love from your mummy.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
What Having a Child Has Taught me (Lessons I Hope I Will not Forget)
To say that having a child is a life changing experience would be like stating the obvious. Akin to having “the sun rises in the East” as the headline of the day’s newspaper! But what I have also realized is that as new parents it is so easy to perceive those changes at just at superficial level and often ignore some of the deeper changes that truly last a lifetime. I mean the night shifts, the diaper struggles and the groggy mornings pass but there are other things that stay with us for a lifetime. Thoughts, behaviors that were not there before the arrival of your little one- or at least that is true for me. So here is my list of things that I believe my baby has taught me life lessons on and how my life has changed in small yet impactful ways.
First of all I have learnt to expect the unexpected. With babies, surprises (and frustrations) are part of the game. Just what you thought would be the easiest thing to handle turns out to be a nightmare and what was supposed to be the hard nut to crack falls so beautifully into place. So the life lesson in this is, let life come to you the way it is. However hard you try there will be things you cannot control, and you will be the happier for letting things play themselves out.
Another important lesson is to accept help when it is offered. The baby has been crying all night and maybe all day. All you can think of is catching a few zee zees, and lo behold your neighbour, or your mother-in-law offers to watch him for a bit. Accept it. You need it. Life lesson in this- as modern women we are supposed to be self-sufficient, taking help we think is like taking an obligation. When really what we are afraid of is accepting a favour because someday we might have to return it. But don’t be afraid of either- taking the favor or returning it in the future. Contrary to what we grew up learning we cannot do everything on our own.
Learn to laugh. Babies love it when you do. But the laughter I am talking of is learning to enjoy life’s little jokes, tricks and even the troubles. See how a baby will laugh at your struggle to open a jammed jar lid, or smile at you after wetting you in splashes of soapy bath water. They do not see distress; they see life and its little interesting twists. Life would be boring if everything ran like clockwork, right?
Patience is a virtue and a boon for both you and your baby. All mothers worry about when the baby will walk, talk, sit and squat. It happens eventually, a month early for some or a month late for the other. And once learnt this lesson should be carried to the rest of your life. How many times have we stressed about things that eventually took care of themselves?
Finally the most important lesson of all is perhaps the ability to love and feel the pain of another. I am sure it has happened to all new mothers. You see a baby, anyone’s baby, in distress and your maternal instincts start firing full throttle. It maybe momentary but you feel like taking care of a child who might be crying, hungry or just looking uncomfortable. I say keep this feeling. Learn to love and feel the pain of others so that you can be a better human being.
With all these lessons your child opens up a new door in your heart, it is up you to make sure it does not shut.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Breaking the Norm but Keeping the Stereotypes
Thursday, November 18, 2010
For a Few Thrills
The action taken by the Information and Broadcasting Ministry in India to shift shows like “Raakhi Ka Insaaf” and “Bigg Boss” to non-prime time slots is truly commendable. While I am not an anti-television person, I certainly draw the line at deliberately pushing adult and just plain crass content in front of a family audience to make a few bucks.
Taking a cue from shows like "Jerry Springer" in the US, "Raakhi ka Insaaf" deliberately creates emotionally charged situations, forcing rude confrontations on screen. People’s most private conflicts are laid bare for a thrill hungry audience to lap up. On the other hand the reality show "Bigg Boss" relies solely on the ability of a few over the top personalities to draw the TRPs. This season’s star attraction is an obese, self-centred woman called Dolly Bindra who would put a New York Harlem resident to shame with her viscious tongue.
This trend of reality shows that rely solely on cheap thrills to lure an audience is a recent phenomenon and truly a disturbing one. What started as a new genre with shows like the “Amazing Race” and “The Apprentice”, where people’s skills were tested and the thrill came from knowing that these were real people in a real competitive situation, has now become the equivalent of a peep show. We are shown people’s private fights and arguments solely for their own sake. While in a show like “The Apprentice”, the participants little asides, likes and dislikes of others were interesting, they were not the whole show. Neither were they the primary reason that the show existed. They were the social dynamic aspect of a skills show. But shows like “Bigg Boss” boast of cat-fights, arguments and collusions as the main reason for its existence.
I am no sociologist to comment on the reason behind this trend. But the fact that Amitabh Bachan chose not to host the current season of "Bigg Boss", and the producers had to rope in Salman Khan, shows that a senior more sophisticated person no longer wants to be associated with the production and it has chosen to go down a path where thrill is the only aim - irrespective of the methods used.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Life as a Bookshelf
I know it seems an odd choice but consider for a moment- doesn't a bookshelf in a person’s home tell you a lot about who they are? I say this because I have one in my bedroom and when I take a moment to look at it, I see in it a snapshot of the life that we have as a family.
To begin with there are the obvious things- photographs, the books my husband and I have read (or are planning to read). So you know the year each of us graduated, what our intellectual leanings are. But then there are the more subtle things. They are easy to miss but they will tell you a whole other tale.
In our case (no pun intended) my husband has put out a couple of “Employee of the Quarter Awards” that he received at his previous job. Initially I was confused about this display given that he never really liked working with that company, but then I realized that these awards were perhaps the pleasant aspects that he wanted to keep from the seven years he spent with them. As humans our emotions are far more complex than we are willing to let on. We may claim to like or dislike something absolutely, but that is rarely true. Love, hate, like, dislike are rarely that simple or black and white.
What you will also see in some bookcases are little knick-knacks. Souvenirs of the travels people have made. They will be displayed casually, atop a pile of books, or tucked carelessly on the side. Take a closer look at these and you will get a peek into what kind of vacations people take. The souvenirs they bring back will tell a lot. A beer drinker will bring back a small keg from Germany while a history buff like me will bring back a replica of some church I saw.
Even the more obvious items have a deeper revelation. You can tell a lot by the pictures and the books people choose to show. It is not surprising then that the largest photograph in my bookshelf is that of my husband with his mother because that is dearest relationship to him. And both of us have our Graduation pictures displayed prominently. As professionals our education is our biggest asset and that comes through in the pictures we have put out.
Generally speaking, what you see in a bookcase is a deliberate choice that someone has made. It is a part of their identity that they have pieced together. It is done hoping that what we put out tells the world “This is what I do and this is what I like”. But just like you should not judge a book by its cover alone, don’t judge a person by the more obvious things you see in a bookshelf. Look for what it is not showing. That is where the true story will be revealed and you never know what surprises you may find.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Lost your job? No worries!
The appointment of the ousted HP chief by rival Oracle raises some fundamental questions about the state of business today. Not only does it reek of sheer opportunism on the part of Oracle, it also sends a message that American businesses have become far too tolerant of dishonesty in the high ranks. The latter should not be surprising given what the powers that be at Lehman and AIG did for their investors and consequently to the world economy. It is all right to manipulate rules as long as you are delivering short-term profit and create a perception of value for the shortsighted share traders (note, not Shareholders).
At another level It also raises a disturbing suspicion that there just might be a growing shortage of qualified senior personnel in America. If Oracle was to pass on Michael Hurd, how many other suitable candidates does it really have? So if you are a senior executive with fifteen years of relevant experience, you can be pretty sure that you will be in demand and therefore enjoy a certain amount of freedom in your behavior while in the office.
All this only stresses the need for Americans to shape up and prepare more young talent to take over corporations and uphold people to a higher standard of ethics.