One of the most important things I realized
in recent times is that it is not just me alone being extreme in my emotions
especially when it comes to kids and family.
Last evening, I met a couple of SAHMs (Stay-at-home-mom) who had come to
pick their kids up from the school when I was there to bid a good bye dropping
my child at the hostel. Having been alone silently waiting there, time
never seemed to tick. The book what I normally
carry along with me during such times, too did not help. Call it women instinct or whatever you feel
to name it, the boredom compelled me to initiate a talk with the one who just
entered then and was pacing in and out of the waiting lounge.
Me: Excuse me
She: Yes
Me: Is your child studying here?
She: Yes
Me: Since when?
Watching our conversation, another woman joined
in. And the topics that crept in ranged from menopause to house maids, from
husbands to colleagues, from teenage kids to aged moms, from potty trouble in PIKU
(film) to the constipation problem the elders in our family face and how they
exaggerate it that sometimes becomes irritation with their repeated mentions,
completely unaware of the stress and struggle we are undergoing. The most irritating lady is probably my mom, one
of the ladies said.
Finally the time flew and my boredom disappeared. It rather was a moment for me to be cherished
where I spent the rest of my evening thinking on how the changing times change
us, our priorities, our thoughts and actions, our perceptions and also the
people around us. Midst all the changes around, the only constant is mother's unwavering love, that we often take for granted.
Dear
friends, it's time to return the love and care showered on us back when we were
kids. So here I go, signing off to give a call to my mom, make her feel precious, just the way she did to me….And that is the least
I can do for her.
