Wednesday 25 April 2012

Is it all fair play?


“I don’t want to go to the class, you can get my name deducted from there”, Manveer said these words with averted eyes and refusing to look at me or face me.

I was shocked to hear him say this but was more disturbed coz he was not facing me squarely and stating his decision. There was more to it than what was visible to us.

He had been avoiding practice sessions, dozing off while playing and generally losing interest in something that he was soooo… eager to learn. What is going wrong? I just decided to probe him further about it. I simply had to say, “What happened, Mani?” and the dam of emotions burst open.

“It is very unfair, Mom!! When we are in the same class and are at the same level then why it has to be me only who has to keep on repeating the lesson?”, he looked at me with so much pain and hurt in his eyes that I was touched to the core of my heart ……….

Ever since I can remember, Manveer has always been insisting on learning how to play guitar. He has been waiting to turn 7+, so that he can enroll for the same. Then how did the situation turn around so badly in just a month and a half?

 I had touched him at the place where it hurt the most……. He was hurting deep down and had not shared it with us……….. Why? Keeping these thoughts aside, I focused on the issue at hand.

“Manveer, what do you mean? Who are we talking about here?” I tentatively asked Manveer. “Mama, my group mates at guitar……….. Sir always gives me home work and then in the next class I have to play the same again while all of them just simply move on. Aisa kyun?” “Unko bhi toh fir se play karna chahiye!” tears rolling down his cheek and emotions floating in them……… it took all my effort to stop myself from crying.

“OK!! But why don’t they repeat the same lesson again? What does your Sir say about this?”  He became all the more grumpy and replied, “I don’t know.”

After giving it some thought, I understood what was going on………. His group had kids who were elder to him by 3 or more years and they were learning at a different pace as compared to him. Being a Libran cusp, his balance was badly shaken and he didn’t like it. Manveer has always been very fair in his conduct: if Mama gets 2 kisses from him, then even Papa gets 2 kisses from him. If Mama gets a heavenly back rub from him then Papa also has to get it. It is just not in him to be partial towards anyone. All things balanced and fair: that is his philosophy.

In competitive board games, he even goes to the extent of helping the other player if he senses the other person to be lagging behind.

But in his class that was not happening, others were being taken ahead and he was deliberately left behind. So seeing such injustice being done to him in the class was really upsetting and disturbed his sense of fair play so much that he simply wanted to call it quits.

Ok! So we have the reason of the withdrawal and here comes the task to explain that different people learn at different pace and also that this is not a competition where one has to stand first, it is a passion which he chose to follow and excel in.

Now he has understood and come to terms with different learning scenarios and let’s see how it goes further.

This incident brought forth the intensity of emotions which he is experiencing and also a hidden trait: he doesn’t always come forth and share his turmoil with us. He has a tendency to internalize the thoughts, pain and conflicts; he is much more sensitive than an average child of his age.

I want to say to Manveer, “Darling, it is important to come ahead and share your views about what you feel is going wrong. All the more so if it affects you negatively.”

I hope he will surround himself with people who will understand this and not take advantage of the fact. The mother hawk in me has just become even more watchful of him and his surroundings.

Thursday 12 April 2012

Godspeed to you, Darling!!


Yippee!!  JManveer has gone onto third standard.

Awww!! LHe is growing too fast………….

Yeah!! J Today he tied his shoe laces himself……

Ohh!! L Now he doesn’t need me anymore for those small little things.

Wow!! J He is reading his Roald Dahl on his own!!

L He won’t ever ask me again, “mama! Will you read me this story today?”

Every day, there are millions of such things that happen and keep tormenting me: they are exhilarating, they are torturous………… they fill me with pride, they leave me wishing for more moments from past gone by……….they are pure joy to watch, they  fill my heart with longings so rare…………. One moment I am on sky nine, the other moment I am deep in the mellows …………..

“Show me where the signature is required, I will do it…. You don’t need to worry!!”

My pen stalled and breaking my trail of thoughts; I looked around and saw a pair of mischievous eyes looking on eagerly at me!!

“Hi, Manveer! I was just filling up your new Eric; nothing for you to worry about.”

“I know!! That’s why I am here……………. I need to put in my signatures as well,” he chimed.

“Ohh!!!” I rolled my eyes and stepped back.

Mockingly I bowed and paved the way for him………. He went ahead and very confidently and patiently signed on the dotted line.

Me and Jatinder looked on with amusement, pride and excitement…………………. Have you come across such a heady mix of emotions!!

While swelling with pride why were my eyes beginning to fill with the tears……………!!

It was an enormous moment and a memory flashed back to all the previous years when I used to just simply put in my signatures wherever his were required: his Eric, his passport documents, his visa papers, anything and everything was signed by me or his father.

Now here he was standing nonchalantly and wondering what the big deal was it all about……….. Why his mother was suddenly teary eyed and what his father seemed as if he will burst with pride!!

He is and will always remain an extension of me………….

But at that moment it just hit me like a huge blast of air: NOW he has an entity of his own.

The invisible umbilical cord that has been binding us till now is somehow being cut off slowly. He is making way for himself and is step by step becoming an independent individual …………….. No longer only have my little Mani, Manna or such other million names I choose to call him by.

Off course he will always respond to these names and he will always be bound to us in a way that is beyond explanation. But with this small step, he has started on a journey that will be coursed through very uniquely by him and him alone.

Manveer’s own life script is taking shape………… slowly and gradually, but surely!!

And I stand by watching it happen; often an active character responsible for shaping this journey but still every moment is still very much his own unique one!!

God speed to you, darling!!