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Motherhood comes with its many trials and tribulations. Yet, there are some heart-warming moments that one remembers for a lifetime.
My driving license has gone missing. Till now, I am not sure whether I have misplaced it or lost it. I have been searching for it for the past two days in vain, but to no avail. I have dug deep into almost all the corners and drawers of my house, but all my attempts have been futile.
This generally doesn’t happen to me as I’m very diligent about my belongings. So, yesterday when I drove my car, my husband warned me about the dire consequences in case I was questioned. My almost 5-year-old daughter was listening attentively to all that was being said.
In the evening, we decided to check at my in-laws’ place, once again, without much result. That’s when our daughter decided to budge in, “Amma, I know where you have kept your license!”My husband and I gave her a look, imploring her to divulge more. “Amma, you have kept it inside my toy cupboard”. I rolled my eyes in disbelieve.
Meanwhile, my husband thought he had got a golden opportunity to now shower me with some choice taunts. He smirked, while I responded back with a poker-face. We both took her back to our place only to find that she had bluffed. “Oh God, why did you lie about it Sia?” I glared at her.
“Just like that, I thought it was there. But don’t worry, “she responded back sweetly. She immediately went towards the study zone, took out a pencil and paper and started scribbling. When we asked what was she up to, she said, “Amma, don’t worry! I am making you a new driver’s licence. Don’t come near me, else I will get distracted.”
After about half an hour, she came running towards me and gave me this
“Amma, here’s your new driving licence. If someone asks you about it, show them this and if in case they enquire where you got it, just confidently say someone made this for me. My daughter, she made this for me. And they will allow you to drive.”
My husband and I had a hearty laugh at her innocence and confidence. ‘How sweet of her,’ we thought.
This post is for all the new moms who are currently going through the toughest phase of motherhood.
Just wait patiently for a few years and you will have plenty of such anecdotes to share with all of us.
Cheers to motherhood!!!
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Women today don’t want to be in a partnership that complicates their lives further. They need an equal partner with whom they can figure out life as a team, playing by each other’s strengths.
We all are familiar with that one annoying aunty who is more interested in our marital status than in the dessert counter at a wedding. But these aunties have somehow become obsolete now. Now they are replaced by men we have in our lives. Friends, family, and even work colleagues. It’s the men who are worried about why we are not saying yes to one among their clans. What is wrong with us? Aren’t we scared of dying alone? Like them?
A recent interaction with a guy friend of mine turned sour when he lectured me about how I would regret not getting married at the right time. He lectured that every event in our lives needs to be completed within a certain timeframe set by society else we are doomed. I wasn’t angry. I was just disappointed to realize that annoying aunties are rapidly doubling in our society. And they don’t just appear at weddings or family functions anymore. They are everywhere. They are the real pandemic.
Let’s examine this a little closer.
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