I have been trying my best to take Ridhima to my morning Yoga classes but have not been successful so far. Yes! She accompanied her mother a couple of times and saw me practicing Yoga but that is about it. I have tried teaching her some Asanas and other fun stuff and she practices them once in a while. It's been more than a year since I did my certification and started taking yoga classes for free. I must confess the journey has been absolutely satisfying and in the last one year, I have many happy stories to share. I will keep on talking about them, going forward.
So much so that I got Rinku certified to be a Yoga teacher herself. She hasn't started her class yet but has been contemplating to start one. I have seen a place for her and got the necessary permission too, it is just that the date is not yet finalized and we have not started as yet. I am sure Ridhima will get good vibes out of all this.
I want to let Ridhima know that service to others is the easiest way to achieve success. Satisfaction comes from giving it back to where you have received it, completing the circle of existence. Life cannot be a linear progression where you keep on running and then you fall at the end. Life is about coming back to where you belong. What goes around must come around.
The last one week of April has been tough, the scorching sun and the summer heat has been at its peak. Being Sunday evening, I switched on the air-conditioner a bit early today so that we go to sleep on time and start our working day afresh. Ridhima loves the AC as much, she left her cartoon show on TV alone and sneaked into the bedroom. We already had our lunch and it was time to have our glass of milk and catch our forty winks. She wanted me to hold her glass so that she continues what she had been doing but I was insisting that she had become a big girl so she should help herself finishing the milk.
I tried making her understand how she is an elder sister to so many kids and they all drink milk on their own. One should learn to be independent. I saw her becoming very emotional by then. Keeping her head down she said, "I don't want to grow up." I thought it was just another tantrum she is throwing and I continued by asking "Why Beta?" "Don't you want to ride a bicycle or drive a car on your own, or think of helping us when we become old." She started to cry saying that she just doesn't want to grow up. She backed up her point by giving an example of her Mausi's marriage when Mausi had to leave her parents' house and had to cry so much.
How could she remember all this, for she was barely 2.5 years old at that time? Girls are sharp, you see!
I was not able to fathom how she is connecting these things. She said she will not let us grow old too. Almost instructed me to color my hair regularly so that I look younger and remain so. Also, she would not mind helping us through it all.
Who doesn't want to stay young anyway, I shall color my hair first thing in the morning tomorrow. Have to see you guys off till then. Ta ta!
Who doesn't want to stay young anyway, I shall color my hair first thing in the morning tomorrow. Have to see you guys off till then. Ta ta!
