If you are passionate about teaching, then Hackberry offers you franchise opportunities to turn this passion into your profession. Fill out the form now!
I was always in control, trying to keep things prim and proper when I realised I needed a break. And letting go was precisely what I needed!
My husband has a very easy-going way of existence and I really don’t know how he pulls it off. I need everything to be kept, done and happening in a certain way.
For example, when I keep dirty clothes to wash, I fold them and arrange them in the laundry basket. My husband, on the other hand, aims his clothes at the basket, misses it mostly and leaves it lying down next to the basket.
‘Who cares?’ he says looking at my flabbergasted expression. ‘The machine would anyway crumple all your carefully made creases.’ I have unknowingly always wanted things to be in a certain way.
Then came 2020, with the pandemic, lack of maids, the never-ending housework and a house arrest with a preschooler who has the energy of a raging tornado. I tried everything in my power to keep things under control. From working weird hours to making sure everything was clean and proper, to ensuring people are on a routine, I tried doing it all.
There were times when my voice felt hoarse as I blurted out commands to the people in the house so that everything stayed in place. To add to it, I needed to also take care of deciding the menu, ordering grocery, completing homework, making arts and crafts for school, the list is endless.
I took control, kept things prim and proper and found myself at the end of a meltdown. That’s when I reached a point where I just could not do anything anymore. I realised I needed a break. From everything. And so one day I decided to just let go.
I did not cook but ordered in. When I did cook, I cooked the most basic food. I let the toys scattered on the floor remain there. My child was so elated, she ran around berserk, and I let her. Amused, my husband watched me as I lay in bed sleeping peacefully amidst the chaos. That is so not me! But that day, I realised, there is immense peace in letting go.
I’ve always wondered how people just let go since I always held on to everything. Until then, I never had the ‘devil may care attitude.’ But let me tell you, letting go works! The rejuvenation that I craved for so long I received it in one hour the day I just let things be.
I have always envied people who placed everything in God’s hands and live peacefully trusting his decisions. As Krishna says ‘Do your duty and do not worry about results.’ But I always wondered if one is not ‘worried’ about results where will the motivation to work come from?
Secondly placing everything in Gods hands really scares me. Every time I prayed for something I never got it but got something much better instead. But the time between ‘praying’ and ‘seeing what I want, pass me by’ and ‘getting something better’ was so unnerving for me, I stopped praying elaborately. Prayer for me now is just a ‘Hello God’ and ‘Thank you.’ I skip the details.
But letting go, trusting the process and trying not to be in control of everything is liberating. Not only for your mind but also for your body and soul. After a long time that day, I felt just like I had when as a child I slept off in my father’s arms in the midst of late-night dinner parties somewhere. The conversations, clinking of cutlery and the aroma of food faded away while I rested with the assurance that I am in protective hands. Just letting go.
I am sure I would never reach my husband’s proficiency where I just aim laundry at the basket and take solace in the fact that ‘the machine would undo the carefully folded creases.’ But I am sure to have understood the importance of loosening my control over things. If you are someone who loves things to be your way just try letting go. The peace that comes with it will leave you elated. To add to it, it is really worth your mental health and sanity.
Picture credits: Facebook’s new ad on YouTube
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. If you have a complementary or differing point of view, sign up and start sharing your views too!
A Social Media Content Writer by profession. A writer by heart. A genuine foodie. Simple by nature. Love to read, create paintings and cook. Have impossible dreams. At the moment, engaged in making those dreams read more...
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views, indivisual posts do not necessarily represent the platofrom's views and opinions at all times.
Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!
My house-help asked excitedly, “I am going for wedding. Can you let me wear your red & black saree? To be honest I was stumped for a moment; I didn’t know what to say but I still said yes.
I lent a gorgeous saree to my house-help for a wedding in her family. Soon I stated getting questions if I would wear that saree again or if I was okay to be seen wearing the same saree my house-help was wearing?
We are all so conditioned to give our used clothes to our house-helps but are we okay to wear the clothes they were wearing?
A few days ago she came excitedly to me, “I am going for a family wedding. I want to wear your red & black saree, Ill wash and give it to you after the function. Please can you let me wear it?”
Sivaranjiniyum Innum Sila Pengalum (SISP) is an ode to all of the lost women, who could have been sports stars, singers, bankers, lawyers, doctors, just... happy, if they hadn't been enslaved in matrimony, and then forgotten all about.
One of the cool things about my mother was that she was an ace athlete and a champion sculler as a young woman in the 1950s and 60s. I only found out about this side of her a few years ago. I imagine her in a paavaadai dhaavani, taking on the mighty Kaveri river so many decades ago.
I recently watched a Tamil film anthology on SonyLiv that she would have liked to watch – Sivaranjiniyum Innum Sila Pengalum, (SISP) that has 3 stories of 3 different women – Saraswathi, Devaki, and Shivaranjini.
Like all the heroines in the anthology, my mother’s talents were sacrificed at the altar of matrimony. She pawned her gold medals and silver cups one by one to pay for expensive textbooks for us or a gift for a niece on her wedding, money for which she didn’t dare ask my father, because it was her niece… I remember how she caressed the cups and how her face hardened as she shoved them into her bag to take to the jewellers.
As a parent, you keep on learning something new every day. Here are three lessons this parent learnt about letting her son grow and explore his fullest potential.
As a parent, you keep on learning something new every day. Here are
three lessons this parent learnt about letting her son grow and explore his
Becoming a parent
transforms life. The excitement and joy a child brings are indescribable. But
it also brings with it a greater sense of responsibility and accountability. We
embark on a new journey that needs us too to grow – as parents.
As parents, we focus
on the right nutrition for our children’s growth; we make sure that we take
care of all their needs, and are there to guide them along their journey.
Ever wonder what are the personality changes you go through during your period? Here's ten of these things that all of us have endured at some point!
Ever wonder what are the personality changes you go through during your period? Here’s ten of these things that all of us have endured at some point!
“Oh! It must be that time of the month!”
No, that is not my husband saying that to me. Especially after determining that my outburst is not remotely related to anything that he said or did, but is merely an outcome of my body doing away with the unfertilised eggs produced that month.