My little monk - Part 3
Hello everyone,
Hope all of you are doing great and adjusting well in
this new “Corona way of life”. My Popsie,s pet tag line, I am a learner
till my last breath. One ceases to grow the moment one stops learning. With
this pearl embedded in my heart and soul, I try to learn from each and every
person in my surroundings, be it my family or friends or patients or society. Being
a parent of two teenagers, I can vouch every moment of our lives is awesome,
adventurous and challenging with new thought processes and interpretations
emerging from the ends of teenage spectrum - 13 year to 19 year.
Recently, one of my subconscious habit, was surfaced
out into my conscious plane. My little monks remarked, “Mom, please refrain from
answering on our behalf in front of elders. We know you try to answer in an
amicable and diplomatic way to avoid displeasure many a times. We appreciate
this but, please, let us answer and handle the situation in our own way.”
After a long time, this remark brought out my thinking
cap from the closet and soon, I was in my favorite meditation pose, thinking
!!!
Unknowingly, I have intervened innumerable times since
they learnt how to walk and talk and am, still holding on to their hands
(please read as speech). They are an intelligent, focused generation which is
very clear in their mind and soul. I should not try to modify or alter their
creative responses by copy/pasting my responses from my past experiences? This is great injustice to the child.
Internally, I seek forgiveness from almighty. I make a pledge with myself that
I will let them handle their responses and will focus on my own. In case, they
seek help, I will just suggest them. It,s for them to either take it or leave
it.
Soon, my elder monk comes to my place of solace and
blurts out, I knew mummy, that you must be thinking on a remark which happened earlier,
rather in past .
Why do you think so much about a simple remark? Leave
it and focus on present and enjoy as your Momsie# my nani always says, “Live in the moment”!
I come back in the present, firmly secure the
knots of my thinking cap and get up to make wonderful cuppa of ginger tea for
my family. At times, I fail to understand, do our children know us more than we
know them???
Lot many thoughts are churning in my mind. Will come back soon
after tea break.
Till then be a learner. Your children are your teachers in
this path of parenthood.
Listen to them and enjoy the journey.
Love,
Juju
6 comments:
Yes, they know us more than we think they do. Being with my kids, listening to them, arguing, preaching them sometimes, observing their love for you are the moments I savour. Wonderful read as always.
Yes. They can handle it much better than we think. Give them wings. Let them fly.
Wow u r a very good writer
Surely they are the past rolled into and packaged for the future we can never begin to comprehend , have to be gentle on them . Nice post reemanshu👌
So true. Well written.
Well said
Children know us and understand us to the core because they grow up watching us
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