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Monthly Archives: May 2016

Dream a little Dream

What do we have that we can truly call our own? Something that no one can take away from us. Our assets? Our possessions? Our friends? Family? I think not. Its our dreams, our vision of what we want to be, something we want to create. “If I can see it, then I can be it, If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it!” These are powerful words!

 

I saw a movie yesterday which made me rethink about how I live my life. How I begin my feeble chase after my dreams and give up at the slightest hurdle. It made me question my intentions. Nil Battey Sannata is a movie about perseverance, about dreams and about making your dreams come true!

 

The movie has such a refreshing approach it warmed my heart. A woman who works multiple jobs – house maid, factory worker, masala maker, and what not – has just one dream. She wants to see her daughter make something of her life. While the said daughter has no ambition of her own at all…in fact, on the contrary, does everything to make sure her mother’s plans for her fail. But the  quiet perseverance of this mother, the lengths she is ready to go to, is very very inspiring. Not once in the movie does she get any charity from her employers who have the means to do it for her or the Collector who, in his capacity, could made things work for her. They just nudge her in the right direction. And that too was a pleasant surprise. Because you see, it is very easy to step in and help someone in their struggle. But it takes a lot of wisdom to gently guide and help people stand on their own two feet. Because that is what will finally see them through.

 

I have a son and naturally I have many dreams for him too. Like all modern parents I also believe in giving him space and letting him find his own place, his own ambition in life. I hope that when time comes, I have the wisdom to not take over his life and railroad my dreams on him. And I hope that if he shows signs of complete lack of ambition, I have the patience and perseverance to teach him how to dream again and to work towards making them come true. A quote from the movie that stayed with me –

“Gareeb woh hota hai jiske paas koi sapna nahi hota”

 

 

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Flight to Freedom

All parents come to a stage where they want their kids to become independent and yet when the little things start to flutter their wings we want to snatch them back and hide them under our wings. I had one of these moments last week when my 8 year old went for a five day nature camp – (read: five days without me!) I think the excitement he displayed  and the fear he showed was more for my benefit than any real anticipation.

 

It began with me making a list of things he would need during his camp…or let’s just say ‘things I thought he will need’. Most of the stuff I packed – raincoat (they had predicted rains!), socks, snacks, shampoo, etc. – came back  unused. I worried how he will pass the four-hour drive –  he made friends in the bus itself. I gave him tetra packs of milk – one for each morning – he had hot chocolate with his new friends. I worried he won’t get any sleep on a new bed – he slept all alone on his bunk bed and snuggled with one of the volunteers when he had a nightmare.

 

At first I was curious about his days there. Being so used to planning all his activities throughout the day, it was strange not knowing what he would be doing. I know I sound like a complete control freak!  I did not know what to do. Maybe I should have given him a bigger bag, maybe I should have packed some more snacks, maybe…so many things I should have done and had not done. Shocking stories one hears about older kids bullying young ones started plaguing  me the moment he was out of sight. I actually had a minor panic attack the day he left. My husband quietly held my hand and gave me the space I needed to let it wash over me. And then he told me it was going to be okay.

 

And you know what…it was okay. We survived! After the first day or two I was okay with not knowing what he was doing. I felt guilty about it. Maybe I should have been worried, sad, anxious, but I was not. Was I betraying my son by not feeling sad about him not being with me. I think not. Was I disappointed the camp had not called me once during the five days saying my son was missing me? Maybe a little ;-). My son came back all black and brown, with dirt under his finger nails and mud in his hair. But best thing he got with him was a huge smile on his elfin face!!! And that is priceless.

 
 

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