Lamhey..

Lamhey yeh Lamhey...

Kabhi hansate, Kabhi rulatey..

Kabhi humdard, Kabhi raqeeb ban jatey..

Kabhi karte naummeed, Kabhi jeene ki umang jagatey..

Kabhi bikhertey muskarahat, Kabhi aansoo bahatey..

Kabhi dete chot, Kabhi marham lagatey...

Kabhi kar dete apno ko begana, Kabhi begano ko apna banatey..

Kabhi lagte ek umr ke manind, Kabhi beet-tey palak jhapkatey..

Lamhey..

Zindagi ki bhag daud mein aksar bhool jatey hain hum..

Lamha dar lamhar kitni zindagiyan patey hain hum..

Ek zindagi ko muqammal karne ki khawaish mein..

Na jane kitni zindagiyan ganwatey hai hum...

Rearing the right way…

One fine day when I was returning from my gym. Ohh.. yeah I forgot to tell that I am quite into gymming n all and now it has kind of become part of my daily routine right in a way as partying and malling(coined a new term for visiting malls.. interesting hmm..? :) ) are part of our weekly routines.
So.. not to digress much, while returning from gym, I used to stay at a juice corner(juice-wallah). One day when I stayed there and ordered for a mausami juice, I saw a kid, 3-4 years of age, long curly hair tied up into a pony tail, looking like childhood Tendulkar.

“Bhaiya ek Aam-Ras(mango shake)”, he placed his order. I was surprised and looking around to identify with whom this kid is actually but couldn’t find anybody.
The juice-wallah was doing his job and he prepared mango shake first, giving preference to the child as if he was his regular customer. Anyhow soon juice-wallah was ready with the shake and he handed it over to the kid. The Kid, hardly able to lift the shake with both of his hands took it from him and placed it on the table.
“Bhaiya ek pipe”, he asked for a straw. I was quite surprised. A kid at a tender age like him working so independently amazed me. He finished his shake, went to the juice-wallah and gestured like wiping his hands. Juice-wallah provided him with tissue papers in return.

Kid drew a note of 10 Rs from his pocket and passed to the juice-wallah. Juice-wallah nodded his head in return as a gesture of thanks.

Everyone out there standing with me was watching this whole act. As the kid started to go out, due to improper floor, he got tumbled. A man who until now was standing quietly with us came forward running and helped that kid to get up. I got to know that this was kid’s father who was observing him closely.

When both of them were going on their way, I noticed that the man was walking as if he was alone and the kid was holding his hand instead of the man clasping kid’s hand which is the general practice.

So the whole point here is, I was impressed.. !!

I was impressed by such independent way of rearing. Though I may not be the right person to talk about this as I am still single and didn’t have any such experience of rearing a kid but I feel, children are generally forced to behave or understand things in a way we want them to.

As it is said, everybody is unique. I feel, as the above incident suggests, if we let children experience life their own way by letting them handle things themselves, it can help nurturing their uniqueness because then their perception of things will not be adulterated by ours.

But at the same time, patience and commitment required from parents is also of higher degree as they need to monitor them, be with them whenever there is a need and mentor them by telling what is right or wrong.

In the present scenario when people are tending to employ maids for children, how that commitment can be expected, that is still under question.

Anyhow..just wanted to share my experience. How one takes it, depends on the individual.

Hope it helps prospective and proud to be parents.. !!