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Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Motherhood Moments
After settling down in my new house, I asked my five years old son “how do you like this new home?”
“It is fine, but I like the earlier home better.” He replied. I could not stop asking him why and what is that you miss here. “Oh, there was a big park just in front of our home. I used to love that. I made several friends there.” And he started naming all his friends. “And I will miss my school” he said.
“You will go to a new school and will find new friends there, so don’t worry about friends.”I tried to console him. “But I will still miss my old home,” he was insisting. To make him comfortable, I started asking him further more things/ factors which he liked about the old home. “Garden in front, flowers, Kitchen garden, my old bicycle….. an endless list was there. I inquired “there must be something which you disliked there?” “I hated when you used to beat me, hit me in fit of anger and used to lock me inside the room…”
WHAT???
Oh my god!!! What a pain I have given to my little son ? Do I want him to grow up with these horrifying memories? How much mental and physical pain, he must have gone through that all those incidents are imprinted on his innocent psyche?
His innocent statement made me to rethink all my past actions. I am grateful to him, by saying so he gave me an opportunity to correct my self. Right at that moment only, I promised myself that what so ever happen, I will never hit my son.
To keep my promise, I am constantly checking my reaction and keep them in control. This led to a great learning for me, as I learnt how to re-route /re-channelize emotions and reactions. I learnt to modify my instant reaction to learnt behavior.
Thank you my little teacher!!!
“It is fine, but I like the earlier home better.” He replied. I could not stop asking him why and what is that you miss here. “Oh, there was a big park just in front of our home. I used to love that. I made several friends there.” And he started naming all his friends. “And I will miss my school” he said.
“You will go to a new school and will find new friends there, so don’t worry about friends.”I tried to console him. “But I will still miss my old home,” he was insisting. To make him comfortable, I started asking him further more things/ factors which he liked about the old home. “Garden in front, flowers, Kitchen garden, my old bicycle….. an endless list was there. I inquired “there must be something which you disliked there?” “I hated when you used to beat me, hit me in fit of anger and used to lock me inside the room…”
WHAT???
Oh my god!!! What a pain I have given to my little son ? Do I want him to grow up with these horrifying memories? How much mental and physical pain, he must have gone through that all those incidents are imprinted on his innocent psyche?
His innocent statement made me to rethink all my past actions. I am grateful to him, by saying so he gave me an opportunity to correct my self. Right at that moment only, I promised myself that what so ever happen, I will never hit my son.
To keep my promise, I am constantly checking my reaction and keep them in control. This led to a great learning for me, as I learnt how to re-route /re-channelize emotions and reactions. I learnt to modify my instant reaction to learnt behavior.
Thank you my little teacher!!!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Confession
How difficult is it to be believe that we all live alone...in isolation. life is in Togetherness, it may seem so but do we? What makes us to be with some body for a while... when we are actually with that person. When we live, think, breath and understand somebody else apart from ourselves.or we let the other person read and understand us. Whenever I look back at life, it seems people live in their defined boundaries. For what ever reason, they dont allow others to participate in their lives. For a while, one may allow to peep in, yet no trespass is welcomed.Even with the friends and realtive, we live for years.
Expressing all this leads simply to the fact that everyone lives in his/her respective boundaries. and for sure nobody is allowed there; however close or so called loved.
Expressing all this leads simply to the fact that everyone lives in his/her respective boundaries. and for sure nobody is allowed there; however close or so called loved.
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