The dad coaxed, pleaded, bribed, scolded and finally pressed her down to get the sample out…
Kids and the irresistible way their minds work!
Where have we begun to lose it? I sit here, unable to sleep after reading that account, pondering over what has started the rut? And why is it spreading unfettered?
This used to be my line when I heard her banging the door while I was in the middle of a bath, or saw her gesturing frantically with me on a call, or when she asked me to ‘watch’ her dancing/jumping/talking- basically whenever she demanded my attention that I couldn’t give immediately.
Sunday afternoon had Ananya pondering over some serious things…
Like world’s miseries- hunger, poverty, extinction, terrorism…
Anan( with a purposeful knit of her brow): There is only one way to solve this.
Me( Impressed and curious): Really? Tell me how?
Anan: Make Appa the President of the world!!!!
Oh! Daughters and their Supermen Daddies!!! It’s always ” My Daddy Strongest” for them.
Real fun with learning happens with kids.
Ameya is now learning shapes in school. So here goes my reading session with her…
Me: What’s a square?
Ameya: A square has 4 sides. All sides are equal.
Me: Good. What’s a rectangle?
Ameya: A re-ttangle has 4 sides. All sides are opposite sides.
Ours was the quintessential Indian family…
Apparently, one accidental mention of a ghost by a cousin and following it up with “Chota Chetan” while on vacation at their grandparents’ started it all. She particularly fears that “skeleton”.
Another classic Ameya moment
Me: What is the opposite of ‘Over’?
Ameya: Not over.
Ameya: Not beautiful?
My morning dose of caffeine includes half a bottle of water and couple of youtube videos. This morning when I opened Facebook, I chanced upon a post which led me here…and what a beginning to a day!
Indeed we overlook the beauty of who we are and try to start living an “expected” life than a “needed” one. Though a “standard” of beauty is implicitly set for everyone, it cannot be denied that girls/women in general are under much more duress to conform to standards. Everyday, these standards are thrown at us in a million ways- the beauty soap ads, the movie dialogues/songs which convey that the only way to be liked is to be “beautiful the way your man wants you”, the matrimonial ads asking for “fair, beautiful brides”, the neighborhood aunty passing a tip to lighten your daughter’s skin- its everywhere.
And the worst part? They just seep into our consciousness without even our knowing it.
Disturbed, I looked for a variant somewhere. And I found it!
I chanced upon Lizzie Valesquez and here I am pondering. Its disheartening that she was subjected to the same ridiculous ideas about beauty but heartening to see that she took it head on! Kudos!
In essence its really important to teach our daughters is to love being who they are, what they look like and how they do things!
Increasingly, I realize the world is beginning to beautify itself by more and more people shifting their ‘beauty’ paradigms! It’s brilliant and am loving it.
Atleast, my daughters will grow into a space that gives them the freedom to be who they are…
So, please talk to your daughters before the beauty companies do!
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