Wednesday, 18 April 2012
Let us first get this out of the way… all mothers work! Period! And that there are multiple kinds of ‘Working Mothers’. 1st Kind: Those who work-work. They work outside their home and therefore have to work inside too. You get the drift? No one understands the middle path better than this kind. I am sure you also get the drift why they are 1st on this list! And if I may add another angle to this – INDIAN, for a good measure(please also note the uppercase)… oh boy! This kind wants to be a superwoman (tee hee hee…). And cannot blame her, what with such formidable opponents as… Ah let me not name them! You know them anyways! See… it happened again… the Middle Path! Now that I have made my point, aquamarine clear (can’t afford crystals), should I even bother with other kinds. Lately though one variant to this kind which is uppermost in my list is the one who wants the entire world to feel bad about their status. Come on… it's you who decided to have a career and also be a super mom. You want to work late hours to prove that you are totally committed to the workplace and are ambitious to the T. Then why do you want me to feel guilty that you are not able to give time to your coochie-poochie. That is why I loved Michelle Pfeiffer’s Melanie Parker in ‘One Fine Day’. Her break-down in total despair at the police station must have been so cathartic. I think this is what gave her the courage to walk out of that presentation. Can you ever imagine doing something like that! Personally, if you ask me, I think that was unprofessional! Apart from this minor aberation she was just perfect to the last bit of that awkward kiss with Clooney… drool!!! 2nd Kind: These are also work-work! Works at home to be the perfect home-maker – rajma-chawal one day, Mexican spaghetti the other, grilled vegetables with mashed potatoes and some more. They work out of home also - attending PTAs, rather she’s the PTA secretary; arranging the 15th August kiddie celebrations… and many such innumerable do’s which the ‘1st Kind' can only fantasize about… nope.. no kidding! This is what dreams are made up of. But the best of the lot is also a ‘work-work’ mother (go ahead… call me unimaginative!). They work all the time... Work on your kids so that they are not deprived of Motherly love (read pampering); work on your husband so that the poor baby gets manpasand khana. These are the kinds which makes the ‘1st Kind’ wanting to be a superwoman. They are around all the time to make the ‘1st Kind’ wanting to go for the kill (Ooops!)
Sunday, 1 April 2012
The thing bothering me for some time now is why am I not in the blogosphere? I who is opinionated as opinionated one could be. The thoughts keep propping in my not-so-well-oiled head these days with an alarming regularity. The most shrillest of these alarms is Ruchira-you-are-letting-go-of-your-opinions-TOO-EASILY!!!”
Well… it had not been the case for as long as I can remember. And I remember the days when Ramayana was no longer just a sacred / holy book from which my thakuma (grandmother) used to narrate these intriguing tales but was about Arun (I believe it’s now Aroon) Govil’s horrendous acting and Sita’s fake glycirised (is there a word like that… I doubt! But you got the drift, right?) tears! Blah!
So much so that I was banned to watch the epochal tele-series because of opinions (read mumblings) that
I used to randomly throw to the beautiful Nepali cook, Mangli, who used to sit next to me. Thankfully in the years that followed my so called STRONG opinions were not wasted such J
Though lately I have come to believe that opinionated and obnoxiousness are closely linked… at least in the circles (literally… nope, not kidding!) I am currently associated with. The amazement is turning to hushed tones of “Ms-know-all”! Ahhh… the beauty of going through these 360 degree feedback! How the mighty fall. And choose the middle path!
Coming out of the middle path is like trying to come out of the EAC, the East Australian Current. “Rip it, Roll it, Punch it!” or Blog it!