If you are a professional in an emerging industry, like gaming, data science, cloud computing, digital marketing etc., that has promising career opportunities, this is your chance to be featured in #CareerKiPaathshaala. Fill up this form today!
A mother draws a beautiful analogy that compares her relationship with her son to the tangy flavours of rasam.
I made tomato rasam yesterday which reminds me of my childhood and taste of my mother’s wonderful cooking. Every time I make rasam, I try to mimic my mother’s recipe to get the same taste. Even though what I make tastes good, it certainly isn’t my mother’s rasam. Cooking is one thing that keeps her memory alive within me, even though I miss her everyday. The sweet nurturing memory that I get from drinking this rasam, got me thinking of how the relationships around me nourishes me, especially the one I have with my son.
I compare my relationship with my son to rasam. There are times when the flavors of his and my emotions are in balance, me a calm mother and he a happy child- A perfect cup of warm love for my soul. There are times when balance is tipped, just like how I cannot make the rasam taste the same everyday. On some days it is a bit spicy, especially if I had a tough day at work, some days it is just plain bland reflecting my own tiredness in enjoying his company. There are times when this liquid of love boils over with high energy play, laughter and cheer all around. Oh, what a delight it is to swim in this dynamic, ever evolving ever challenging relationship! I can’t believe my luck on having landed in such a sweet spot in my life.
I certainly want this love, this comfort food for my soul to spill over into all aspects of my life, be it enjoying myself as a wife, daughter, daughter-in-law or a working woman.
More often than not I am overwhelmed juggling so many things at once and I feel completely battered at the end of the day. Now I realize that no matter how hard my day has been, no matter how I tired I am there is always that warm cup of rasam waiting for me both figuratively and literally.
As I said, even though I try to mimic my mother’s love for me just like her rasam, I know I am inventing my own version of rasam for my son. Hopefully, when he grows up he can remember our love as he sips on a warm cup of rasam comforting both his soul and stomach.
Image Source: Facebook
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views, individual posts do not necessarily represent the platform's views and opinions at all times.
Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!
People have relationships without marriages. People cheat. People break up all the time. Just because two people followed some rituals does not make them more adept at tolerating each other for life.
Why is that our society defines a woman’s success by her marital status? Is it an achievement to get married or remain married? Is it anybody’s business? Are people’s lives so hollow that they need someone’s broken marriage to feel good about themselves?
A couple of months ago, I came across an article titled, “Shweta Tiwari married for the third time.” When I read through it, the article went on to clarify that the picture making news was one her one of her shows, in which she is all set to marry her co-star. She is not getting married in real life.
Fair enough. But why did the publication use such a clickbait title that was so misleading? I guess the thought of a woman marrying thrice made an exciting news for them and their potential readers who might click through.
Imposter Syndromes is experienced internally as chronic self-doubt and feelings of intellectual fraudulence. There are 6 types of Imposter Syndrome.
Do you tend to be overly critical of yourself? Don’t worry, you are not alone.
Even after writing eleven books and winning several prestigious awards, Maya Angelou doubted that she had earned her accomplishments. Albert Einstein also described himself as an involuntary swindler whose work did not deserve the attention it had received.
Feeling inadequate, unworthy, and undeserving of success, along with the fear of being exposed as a fraud, is called the imposter syndrome.