The mere mention of summer holidays transport me to those long long days which we used to spend giggling,munching and playing with friends, unmindful of the scorching heat, unmindful of Ma's stern stares and reprimands.
How I used to love licking the sweet tamarinds,ice lollies and candies, following my cousins all around the house like a tail - that was the best I could manage since nobody gave me any particular attention,I being the youngest of the lot.
So it was kind of reliving those magical moments when I went to my masi's place this time.My young ones were thoroughly pampered and so was I.
Taking some time out of our schedules is a must , if only to remodel our perspective, if only to let our children too get a taste of that magical world found only in our extended families. We should really drop our inhibitions and complexes (however high or low they might be) and take time out to be with our kin.It is therapeutic. It is for me.
My children are happier,they have enjoyed themselves thoroughly with their cousins.
I am happier and more positive towards my life.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Introspection
Are moral values passed on to us or instilled into us by our parents ? Does the peer influence play a significant role in strengthening our outlook towards morality?
I am one of the lucky ones who got honest parents and siblings, I certainly look up to them whenever I am in distress.
I am still luckier that for almost 8 years, I was a part of the teaching fraternity. I had a chance to influence young and vulnerable minds and was able to mould them into IT professionals .Indeed , the compliments of some of the students transfer me to some alien world where I feel loved, respected and admired. It is almost embarrassing to feel so good. I have resigned voluntarily but twinges of remorse are there.
Glimpses of that alien world come rushing to me now and then leaving me sad and wanting for more.Though I have my family and well wishers around me but there is this emptiness which encompasses me at times,refusing to go away and often finding home in my soul. I want to teach again. I want to lose myself in those magical moments of teaching again.
There are yet more times when I wonder at how well I've fared through these 36 years of my life.
Again, I am lucky that I am able to not only retrospect but introspect too.The bad moments torment me and I refuse to let destiny take the blame.
I have never been able to take good decisions and sometimes I feel, I might have even let my parents down.
Why couldn't I have been more restrained? Why couldn't I not empathise with my mother's problems when I was just on the threshold of crossing my teens?
I should have looked deeper inside me ,I should have been able to find my own solutions. Instead I chose to drift away to meaningless values of all those around me .I should have listened to that tiny voice belonging to me, so lovingly reared by my mother.
Now I do and that I do, people find it difficult to bear me.Only my children and students find me fit to follow and emulate. And these very values which have been instilled into me by my parents,which have not been influenced by my peers make me feel at peace with myself.
I am one of the lucky ones who got honest parents and siblings, I certainly look up to them whenever I am in distress.
I am still luckier that for almost 8 years, I was a part of the teaching fraternity. I had a chance to influence young and vulnerable minds and was able to mould them into IT professionals .Indeed , the compliments of some of the students transfer me to some alien world where I feel loved, respected and admired. It is almost embarrassing to feel so good. I have resigned voluntarily but twinges of remorse are there.
Glimpses of that alien world come rushing to me now and then leaving me sad and wanting for more.Though I have my family and well wishers around me but there is this emptiness which encompasses me at times,refusing to go away and often finding home in my soul. I want to teach again. I want to lose myself in those magical moments of teaching again.
There are yet more times when I wonder at how well I've fared through these 36 years of my life.
Again, I am lucky that I am able to not only retrospect but introspect too.The bad moments torment me and I refuse to let destiny take the blame.
I have never been able to take good decisions and sometimes I feel, I might have even let my parents down.
Why couldn't I have been more restrained? Why couldn't I not empathise with my mother's problems when I was just on the threshold of crossing my teens?
I should have looked deeper inside me ,I should have been able to find my own solutions. Instead I chose to drift away to meaningless values of all those around me .I should have listened to that tiny voice belonging to me, so lovingly reared by my mother.
Now I do and that I do, people find it difficult to bear me.Only my children and students find me fit to follow and emulate. And these very values which have been instilled into me by my parents,which have not been influenced by my peers make me feel at peace with myself.
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