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Let's stop with the deification of moms, shall we? This is for all of you saturated with the glut of saccharine Mother's Day forwards.
Let’s stop with the deification of moms, shall we? This is for all of you saturated with the glut of saccharine Mother’s Day forwards.
I am just a MOM.
Not an embodiment of goodness.
Not a paragon of virtues to be put on a pedestal.
I am just a human being with my whims and fancies, trying my best to do justice to this role that God has assigned to me, while forgetting to give me the manual.
Yes, I fret, I fume, I worry and I hurry.
I scream, I shout, I sulk, I hurt. Moods really!
Because, there is always that voice that keeps messing up my brain, “Are you sure you are doing the right thing?” And I’m always shushing it and putting on a brave front.
So many alpha-moms around, who have figured it all.
I’m still the one wet behind the ears.
By the time I figure out the key to your childhood, You, my child, are already into adulthood.
Sometimes I feel utterly inadequate to cope with the pressures that this Virtual Reality puts on us moms.
We need to look spiffy without an ounce of fat
Rustle up lip-smacking food, throw the perfect birthday parties for you.
Plus know all about the world events while flaunting a benign smile.
I keep the night vigil, let you out into the vile, cruel world while I die a little, if you are late even by a second.
But I am learning to let go.
I am also learning to be selfish.
Putting my wants first, reaching out for the prime cuts and not settling for left-overs.
Because I matter! My ‘NO’ is non-negotiable.
As I said, I am just a mom, not a deity.
But my dear child, I will always love you to the moon and back. And if someone is stupid enough to trouble you, I’m the tigress unplugged.
And my epitaph shall read ‘She (s)mothered us’.
As I said, I am a mom, not God’s representative on Earth.
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Rajshri Deshpande, who played the fiery protagonist in Trial by Fire along with Abhay Deol speaks of her journey and her social work.
Rajshri Deshpande as the protagonist in ‘Trial by Fire’, the recent Netflix show has received raving reviews along with the show itself for its sensitive portrayal of the Uphaar Cinema Hall fire tragedy, 1997 and its aftermath.
The limited series is based on the book by the same name written by Neelam and Shekhar Krishnamoorthy, who lost both their children in the tragedy. We got an opportunity to interview Rajshri Deshpande who played Neelam Krishnamoorthy, the woman who has been relentlessly crusading in the court for holding the owners responsible for the sheer negligence.
Rajshri Deshpande is more than an actor. She is also a social warrior, the rare celebrity from the film industry who has also gone back to her roots to give to poverty struck farming villages in her native Marathwada, with her NGO Nabhangan Foundation. Of course a chance to speak with her one on one was a must!
“What is a woman’s job, Ramesh? Taking care of parents-in-law, husband, children, home and things at work—all at the same time? She isn’t God or a superhuman."
The arrays of workstations were occupied by people peering into their computer screens. The clicks of keyboard keys were punctuated by the occasional footsteps moving around to brainstorm or collaborate with colleagues in their cubicles. Most employees went about their tasks without looking at the person seated on either side of their workstation. Meenakshi was one of them.
The thirty-one-year-old marketing manager in a leading eCommerce company in India sat straight in her seat, her eyes on the screen, her fingers punching furiously into the keys. She was in a flow and wanted to finish the report while the thoughts and words were coming effortlessly into her mind.
Natu-Natu. The mellifluous ringtone interrupted her thoughts. She frowned at her mobile phone with half a mind to keep it ringing until she noticed the caller’s name on the screen, making her pick up the phone immediately.
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