Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Take the Journey

As I look around me, I find that children are just used to getting their own way around parents, they are obstinate and disobedient, as parents look on helplessly, and the worst is that parents are often heard saying that “today's children, this whole generation is like this, what can we do?” Being a mother of three young children, I often come across parents with children of my childrens' ages. And everyone seems to suffer from a common malaise – helplessness. Starting from waking up with great difficulty in the morning, getting late for school, skipping breakfast often, demanding for money to take to school for a mid-day snack with friends, the struggle to study or do homework after school, sitting in front of the TV all evening and till late at night instead of playing outside, deciding what to wear, what to buy, when to go shopping and for what, everything is now being decided by children! I get to hear this nearly every day that children as young as two years old are dictating terms to their parents! Children a little older are, for example, even deciding which car to buy as the current car is too small or too embarassing to be seen in, being rude and forceful even with their demands!

Parents often talk about the younger generation as if they didn't have anything to do with it.” - Haim Ginott

Parents pass it off as “today's generation”, letting their children get the better of them. It is upsetting to watch that today's generation of parents have readily accepted the role of being 'puppets' in the hands of their children! Two thoughts come to mind – either we are too unsure of ourselves in our parental roles, finding ourselves incapable or under-capable of being the 'right' parents, or we are just deluding ourselves that by letting the children have their own way, we are giving them 'freedom' and 'space' to grow. Most parents use the mask of 'being good friends' to their children to cover their own unwillingness or inability! Our children are going to have many friends throughout their lives, but only one set of parents. And our primary role is that of a parent and teacher to them. Of course, we need to teach them everything through love, compassion ,understanding and example, and we have to be 'friendly' in our approach instead of being ogres, but let us not only be 'friends'! They will learn math or spelling from their teachers, and the 'ways of the world' from their friends, but the values and principles to base their lives on, they will imbibe from us. Let us then draw the lines, whether we want to be just 'good friends' or 'good parents'! Remember, we are the ones responsible for whatever the next generation does.

'Spare the rod and spoil the child' is an oft-quoted Proverb from the Bible, in the context of bringing up children. The 'rod' necessarily does not mean hitting the child or using physical force to make them listen to us. It means using discipline in every area of the child's upbringing, and even though it may turn a little harsh sometimes, better a little harshness now than a lifetime of unlearned lessons and maladjustments later. We are in this role for a specific reason, to bring up our children to be well-balanced, self-reliant, responsible individuals. We are not here to earn 'brownie' points and only be 'best buddies'! If you exert discipline, your children will often turn around and give examples of their friends' parents who are 'not like you'! But I always tell my children that firstly, I don't want to be like anyone else, secondly, I'm their parent, not their friends' parent, thirdly, I take the job God has given me as a parent and teacher very seriously, fourthly, they should take their duties as children seriously as well, and lastly, I'm not going to do anything that they 'like', when I know it is bad for them! So let me warn you, you are bound to be against the tide if you do these things.

So 'Take the Journey'. The journey to reclaim you role your role as a parent and teacher to your children. It will answer questions like why we must keep our word, why example is a powerful teacher, why honesty with ourselves is critical, and why we must think everything through. I have often candidly used examples from my own personal family history. You have your own family history, and your values have been shaped by that history. Refer to it often, and it will help you determine what you want to keep and what you want to eliminate in terms of worthwhile values for your children. The danger here is that a lot of people just blindly believe that no matter what their parents did is the last word in good parenting. That may not always be true, they had their limitations as well. We do not disrespect our parents if we choose not to take up some of their values of parenting. We can be as loving and respectful towards them as always.


Juhi Mehta, the quintessential mother-teacher, runs Life Express - an after-school center for children. She can be reached at juhimalini@gmail.com. She also writes 'Reflections of an inner Journey'

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Sundays ... Yeh Kaisa Kulture hai?

Mrs. Joseph is a close and dear neighbor of mine. We live in the same lane, greet each other often and also share a few likes - strong coffee, upright people, chocolate cakes (of them I get a liberal share at Christmas!) and cleanliness. Though her family moved in almost ten years ago, and I always greeted her whenever I met her, I really got to know her around this Dussehra -Diwali only.

I was back from my Sunday biking trip around 5 in the evening. And I found Mrs. Joseph surrounded by a few other neighbors from our lane. As I went near to enquire, the first words that entered my ears were those of Mrs. Joseph, “Yeh kaisa Kulture hai?

The monsoon had just ended and festivals were coming near. And so, the perfectly fine roads of our lane were getting ‘made’ again, courtesy the local administration. All went fine, and the road ‘miraculously’ was ready in just 2 days. It seemed like the agency, the contractor and the department had landed from another planet, knows for its punctuality. We were all very impressed, including Mrs. Joseph.

That Sunday was exactly a fortnight after the road had been ‘made’. And I found Mrs. Joseph pointing to everybody the young, little, light green plants that had grown from under the newly ‘made’ road in just 15 days. Those plants were real tough, having sprouted out of a thick layer of dense tar and gravel. Or was it thick enough?

Mrs. Joseph was asking,
Yeh kaisa culture hai? Pehle achhi - khaasi road ko dubara bana do! Phir banao bhi aisa, ki 15 din mein paudhe ug aaye!

We all nodded in agreement. This led to our meeting the local ward member to protest. Which led to him calling the Engineer in charge in front of us. Which led to a series of promises, that were never kept. Which finally led to everybody living on and forgetting the issue. Except, of course Mrs. Joseph.

Then, there was another time, quite recently that I found myself listening to Mrs. Joseph in rapt attention. Soon after the road was made, entered another set of guys, very hard-working and committed; committed enough to ‘make’ new drains in the lane that was newly ‘made’. Ofcourse, Mrs. Joseph was furious. Out she came, and summoned the contractor, “Yeh kya hai bhai, abhi to road bani hai, pehle naali kyon nahi banayi! Yeh kaisa culture hai tum logo ke kaam karne ka?

This led to the neighbors getting together once again. The ward member came, inspected the work and listened to us - Mrs. Joseph actually, smiled and said “ye to saare shehar mein ban rahi hain”. The moment he said he realised he shouldn’t have. Mrs. Joseph retorted instantly, “yeh kaisa culture hai pata nahi aap logon ka, pehle achhi road ko dubara bana diya, ab theek - thak naaliyan tudwa ke dubara bana dee. Bas logo ka paisa barbaad ho raha hai. Kya isliye ham tax dete hain?

I am sure he had no answer to that. Neither do I. Do you?

After all, “Ye shehar kiska hai?

Him Ahuja is an avid traveler and runs a travel blog named http://allhimalaya.com

The name is Baand, Zames Baand!

How to test if an Indian man lies…Ask him this question: “Have you ever imagined yourself to be ‘James Bond’?”…if he says no, the man is a first class liar.

Mr. Ian Fleming (I’m sure) had no idea while creating ‘Commander Sir James Bond’ of the British Secret Intelligence Service ; commonly known as MI6, that the character would become one of the most admired ‘heroes’ of yesteryears.

A good Bond film meant Sean Connery, great looking women, a lot of love making, sinister looking villans, a pridictable plot, licence to kill, ‘hero always wins’, ‘Bond saves the world yet again’, vodka martini (shaken not stirred), Aston Martin cars,and no commitment to any of the women metioned earlier…what a LIFE ! Every man I know has fantasised about living like Bond at one point in life, and why not? Bond stood for all the fun a man can have without the added responsibilities of living in a ‘real world’.

The ‘real world’ meant, going to office, having a wife (that didn’t look like a bond girl), raising children, paying their fees, being stopped by the police at 10PM at Ghanta Ghar and having to reply; “I live in Chakku Mohalla; Sir”, and not the Grand Royale Hotel in Venice, then having to explain to the wife (who dosent look like a Bond girl) why one is late (again). Life for a ‘non-Bond’ isnt really ‘Bond’ at all… as you can see.

The trouble is, none of us were ready to belive that Bond is a fictional character. He was part of every man that ever bought a ‘first day-first show’ ticket in ‘black’ at Capri (R.I.P.) to movies like ‘Dr. No’, ‘You Only Live Twice’, ‘The Spy Who Loved Me’, ‘For Your Eyes Only’…

The trouble also is that he did finally remain ‘fiction’.

Sean Connery was followed by Roger Moore, who in turn had other younger men like Timolthy Dalton, Pierce Brosnan and now Daniel Craig take on the mantle. ‘The Indian Bond Man’; of course, had to live with whatever body, wife and life were offered. Except that the Bond in some of us never died. Evident from the fact that the most expensive car registraion number in India is (guess what…) 007.

For the last few years, every time I see one of those coveted numbers on a car, I make it a point to stop and ask the owner a few questions. This is my research into a very interesting side of human psycology; fondly called ‘The Bond Syndrome’. Here are a few that I found intesting (also note the car the number was on). The names don’t matter …to me they are all just …‘Bond’.


Name

1. Mr. Bond
Mercedez Benz
Owner of a Paint Manufacturing Plant

"This is the number I always wanted.
This is me."


2 Mr. Bond
Maruti
Area Manager for a Pharma Company

"Oh! You noticed…Thank You, Thank
you"


3 Mr. Bond
Jeep
Farm owner just outside DehraDun

"I don’t know, the number came with
the Jeep...You want it?"


4 Mr. Bond
Maruti 800
Son

"Papa said 007 means we are 'Hip', he
paid extra for that number"

5 Mr. Bond
New Toyota SUV

"Hum kya James Bond se kam hain?"

The last one was especially interesting. This is how he sounded “Hum Kya Zames Baand se
kum Hai?”

“Not at all Sir…you’ve actually kept him alive… here … right behind your car!”

‘James Bond’ is dead…

Long live ‘Zames Baand’, licence to drive number- UK 07- XA- 0007.

Vineet Panchhi owns and runs Audio Wagon, his lifelong passion and now a music company. He blogs at Unplanned Journeys , and can be reached at: vineet.panchhi@audiowagon.com