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The Dysfunctional Family...!

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What do you think of your family? Do you consider it normal, slightly abnormal, or highly dysfunctional? As a kid I never had any doubts, my family was a completely normal middle-class Indian family. Dad in a menial government job, mom to prove her value, worked as a private school teacher and they had two kids, me and my brother. Everything as expected. My brother and I viewed the world as a sketch our parents drew. Who to trust, what to learn, how to greet, and so on. Then inadvertently things changed. We moved out of our parent's home and grew our perspectives. Now somehow our conventional life started to seem a bit off. Now both of us are two grown individuals and can see our family through the lens we polished gradually with our experiences. The outcomes were not very exciting. As a result, we started poking our parents. Expected them to change. Their ways are now uncomfortable for us. Mom is no longer the epitome of perfection. Dad has his flaws as a person. (Isn't it str

एक अन्तरावलोकन...!

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हर वो घटना जो एक नारी के सम्मान को ठेस पहुंचती है, पूरे देश में आक्रोश और बदलाव की मांग, की एक लहर उठा देती है | हम धरने करते हैं, नारे लगते हैं, सरकार से सख़्त कानूनों की मांग करते हैं, सरकारें एक दुसरे पर दोषारोपण करती हैं, कुछ झूठे वादे किये जाते हैं, और क्यूंकि यह इक्कीसवीं सदी है तो इन सब के साथ-साथ अपने बेटों को और बेहतर इंसान बनाने की बातें करते हैं | पर क्या इतने वर्षों में हम यह सीख पाए हैं कि अपनी बेटियों की परवरिश कैसे करें ?  क्या बचपन में हमने अपनी बेटियों की  यह  सिखाया गया था  कि कोई गलत तरह से छुए तो चिल्ला-चिल्ला कर सकबो बताना है ? या फिर  यह  कि बस चुप-चाप उसे भूल जाना है ? उससे इस बारे में कभी कोई बात करी या नहीं ? पर बात तो हमसे भी किसी ने नहीं करी, हम भी तो भूलना सीख गए | हाँ बात ना करना ही बेहतर है, वरना अजीब हो जायेगा ना थोड़ा ? विदाई के वक़्त आज भी लड़की को यही बोलते हैं क्या के आज से ससुराल ही तेरा घर है ? क्या अपने अपनी बेटी को ये बोला था कि आज से तेरे दो घर हैं ? है ना दो घर ? अच्छा ये सब ना सही पर शादी के बाद उसकी गलती ना होने पर भी उसे झुक जाने को तो नहीं बोला

An inevitable transition...!

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I was in school, when this one time my nanaji and my father both were extremely sick. Being from a middle class family, I have never witnessed any public display of affection between my parents. They only used to talk about the ration, bills and our school fees. The whole situation unknowingly convinced me that my mother did not love my father or his side of family. On the other hand, nanaji was mother’s best friend. They always stayed updated with each other’s life even in the postcard era.   Despite of sharing a stronger bond with her father, mother decided to stay with her husband instead. I clearly remember mentoring my brain for the possibility that I might had to take care of papa. But when she didn't leave. I questioned her, “why?” To which she immediately replied, “Because this is my home and my priorities lies here. You will understand when you will grow older.” Strange! I thought.   I am older now and have been married since last 3 years yet I did not find the answer to m

Loneliness...We are together in that too...!

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“So now, all alone or not, you gotta walk ahead. Thing to remember is if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.”  — Patricia , P.S I Love You  One of my most favorite lines ever written. Midlife crisis! A troublesome phase no one is waiting for. I mean teenage is chaotic, yet everyone waits for it. On the other hand, a good percentage of people don't even know about the midlife crisis. When I first heard this term, I had imagined how my own version would look like. I thought I might be struggling with my job, family planning, existential crisis, confused between writing and improving technically. But what I'm struggling with, is something I never thought I will. The loneliness. Yeah, the melodramatic loneliness. Obviously, I have people around me yet this absurd feeling is eating me up. Anyways, if I speak about this to someone, they will say I'm overthinking. And I understand their view. What we are missing in this p

The story of two phonecalls...!

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This post is part of 'I will #ShareTheLoad and help in household chores in association with Ariel India and BlogAdda ‘ "Pranam Papa!" "Bless you my ladoo! Everything alright? You are calling at an unusual time." "Yes papa everything good, actually it's great." "Ooh, you sound different, what's new?" "Papa actually something strangely lovely happened yesterday. I was up late, the night before yesterday to finish some office work, so I woke up at 10 the next morning." "10? So late?" "Yes papa, and when I saw the time, I panicked and rushed to the kitchen and what I saw was unbelievable." "Ooh what was it?" "I was hoping for a mess but instead, everything was clean and done. Utensils, all clean and arranged, sweeping-mopping done, bedsheets and towels I left in the washing machine were drying in the balcony. And on top of that, there was Upma for breakfast." "O wow! Rea

एक आम सी शाम ...!

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हर शाम की तरह एक आम सी शाम है। शर्मा जी , मिश्रा जी , खान साहब और कांट्रेक्टर बाबू अपनी-अपनी बालकनी में चाय लेकर पहुँच चुके थे। अजी ये कोरोना के चलते अब यूँही दूर-दूर से चाय पीने का दस्तूर ही आम दिनचर्या का हिस्सा बन चूका है। साथ बैठकर चाय पिए तो शायद आरसे बीत गए हैं।  पर जब आप इस कहानी को पड़ें तो याद रखें, यह हमारे छोटे शहरों के अपार्टमेंट नहीं, जहाँ फ्लैट के अंदर ही फोर व्हीलर पार्किंग और गार्डन भी होता है । यह मुंबई के अपार्टमेंट हैं, यहाँ अपने-अपने घरों में रहकर भी आराम से बात हो सकती है। आमने-सामने के फ्लैट में दूरी कितनी ? बस २ गज़। तभी मोदी जी ने २ गज़ दूरी तय की है सोशल डिस्टैन्सिंग के लिए , वरना मुम्बइकर्स को एक फ्लैट छोड़ एक में शिफ्ट होना पड़ता।  खैर, आम तौर पर रोज़ चाय पर चर्चा शुरू करने वाले शर्मा जी आज ज़रा चुप हैं । "क्या हुआ शर्मा जी ? ये बिना मुद्दे के विपक्ष जैसी शक्ल क्यूँ बनाई हुई है ?" उनके बगल वाले फ्लैट में रहने वाले मिश्रा जी ने पूछा। "परसों जो आपसे चाय का कप टूटा था, वो पता चल गया क्या भाभी जी को? " मिश्रा जी के सामने रहने वाले खान साह