Sometimes you feel as if you are managing too many things at the same time confusing non priorities with priorities and so on. This has exactly been the problem for me when it comes to writing something regularly on my blog. It is not that I lack the will to continue. I like writing and the satisfaction it brings is immense. It is like meditation- you know you will feel better doing it but you procrastinate and laze around finding one excuse or another. I could only write a small paragraph last Sunday and this Sunday is now also gone by the blink. Finding an hour for my dear blog should not have been so difficult.
Ridhima is all excited about her fifth birthday. She has been asking me sit with her and plan what is cake we are ordering and who all will come for the party. Whether we will go out to celebrate it or organize a home party. Eating out is not easy in Mumbai you can get ripped off for an otherwise average food in an ordinary restaurant. We have had such experiences in the past.
Rinku has been insisting for the house party and it sounds to be a good idea- you get good food and you do not have to sell a kidney for it. The problem is Rinku would be overloaded with work and by the time we all gather to have fun she would already be totally spent. This is not a happy scene either.
Ridhima has already selected the chocolate she will distribute in her class. Class reminds me of the parent meeting happened last Saturday (30th June 2018) in Ridhima’s school. Ridhima and I went to attend it. It was mostly a session about how good the school is and why the hefty fee is but inevitable. A veiled attempt for all parents to get out of the got-ripped-off mode. Kalvinder Kaur, one of Ridhima’s class teachers informed us that our kids will surely be like Americans or at least will sound like them. They needed our support achieving that dream. I felt disheartened and I wanted to leave…
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