Moments of Truth

That every day we face. And being honest about it!

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TeeBee for many, Manthru for some, Sunny for a few, Myna for selected, Suresh for record. Hailing from Thrissur of Kerala and now lives (read survives) in Monroe Twp, NJ with wife and daughter.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Back to School

"Leave me alone".

The voice felt stronger in the deep silence that followed. It created ripples and echoed from the walls before it vanished into the streets behind the windows.

I stood there red-faced. Where did that come from?

I am not reading the magazines where Britney, Angelina, Tom or a possible soul of princess Diana screaming that there are more important issues in this world than their private life.

Also not watching a movie where the heroine is angry at her boyfriend for being late (usually it is the other way around, but fearing opposition I am making a small change in the script) or not remembering (right on target and it happens all the time, I admit) her birthday.

Can't be from the workplace where that stressed coworker is pleading others to concentrate more on their work and family than attendance and salary details of others.

Certainly not from the outside world, where millions of issues with possible simple solutions are getting complicated day by day, as I am standing inside my apartment, a world where I have created rules to avoid chaos. Rules I am comfortable with.

It came from a fourty month old little girl. Who did not know a piece of English ten months back. Who failed to talk a full sentence twenty months back. Who couldn't walk on her own thirty months back. And who was not even in this world another ten more months before. My daughter.

Waking up from the shock, I asked: "Why?". I was only telling her that she was putting the wrong leg on the right shoe.

Starting with a "because" she learned recently, she told, with all the innocence in this world, that it is the wrong shoe on the right leg.

The shock gave way to a smile. Of the three important women in my life, mother, wife and daughter, she teaches me most lessons these days.

I looked at her shoes again. To see whether I could get into those. And realized with regret that I would not.

5 Comments:

Blogger Achinthya said...

Kleee kleee klee kruu kruu kruuu

So sweetly told.
Child IS the father of man.
Get ready for more such pearls from her. Will do you good.

Give her a kiss from me

9:31 AM  
Blogger Myna said...

This world is amazing and there is not a single source from where you can't learn.

Btw, last weekend I was in Hershey and she got enough "kisses". Children won't say "enough" and how thoughtful they are to give that name to the chocolate.

6:47 PM  
Blogger Pradeep said...

Really moving one. You are right: there is not a single source from where you can't learn.

1:02 PM  
Blogger Myna said...

Thanks Pradeep. The introductory lines of your blog is much better. I am trying a lot these days not to be too judgemental.

6:49 PM  
Blogger Macadamia The Nut said...

The writing is good.. yea
But the 'thought' behind it is incredible
Kudos

3:18 PM  

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