Few days back, my son has reported an unusual incident happened at the school premises.
It appears that when he was coming out of the class walking down the steps, a senior student came to him and slapped on his face. My son did even not know the boy; forget about thinking of any other possibility for that slap. The senior boy was with his bunch of friends and all of them started laughing after the slap.
Kids are the most beautiful gift of this materialistic world. A smile on their face makes us forget all our agonies. They are our future and they become what we teach them to be. Couples without kids are the most unfortunate beings in this world. The childless couples go from temples to churches to daragahs for the fulfillment of their desire of having kids. Many of these succeed too making firm the belief of the existence of a supernatural power in this world.
Parents do anything and everything for the happiness of their kids. Many fall in the trap of pseudo-religious leaders who take the parents for a ride and poor parents let that happen. It is said that Mughal emperor Babur sacrificed his own life for the good health of his son Humayun. King Dhritarashtra’s blind love for his son is also well known. Over and above all, the mother’s love for her kids is beyond the words.
This love is the source of various superstitions of which most are common with all the parents all over the world irrespective of their education levels. For example, black cat crossing your path will make you think twice before proceeding. Similarly, you may not initiate many things on Friday, the 13th or say ‘touchwood’ for something good to stay forever.
Our kids in their early ages were quite cranky especially during the night time. They used to get up in the middle of their sleep and start crying for no known reasons. This generally used to happen on the days when we take the kids for some outing, be it in the park or the malls etc. Even when someone visited our house to see the kids, this was noticed. We used to check for possible stomach ache or something related but never could find any reasons. Few times we were forced to take the kids to the doctors in the mid of the might but it didn’t help much either.
Fortunately my grandmother during her visit to our place noticed this and suggested us to put a black spot on a child’s forehead before taking outside. This, she told will make the child look bit of ugly and the kid will stay protected from the so-called evil powers. This, I noticed was the common practice among all our relatives and they used to religiously put a little dot of kohl on the side of a child’s forehead a negative vibe over the kid Though I was not convinced, the father inside me forced me to follow this and we saw appreciable difference.
Over and above this, she also advised us to perform an exercise for ‘removing evil eye’ from the kid by taking a pinch of salt in the fist and them moving the fist circling the kid’s head seven times and then disposing off the salt in the running tap water. This also appeared ridiculous but then parents are the breeds who do many such unscientific things for the health, happiness and well being of their kids. And, to my surprise this worked quite effectively. People told that there are various scientific explanations for this, but for us the output mattered more than the justification and there are few things that do not in any way stifle the spirits of the concerned parents.
Note: The above write up is purely based on the experience and in no way justifies or promotes the ritual. This is just shared for readers to be aware and share their experiences.
She waits for him checking her biological clock
she has her infant plans that they together unlock
She had her eyes on the door lying on her cozy bed
few tiny drops of pearl that she will sometimes shed
unaware of worldy pleasures, selfishness and greed
her innocent heart and curious eyes can quickly read
those moments of wait makes her intermitently sad
she is the newborn daughter of a proud loving dad
for her the whole world starts and ends with her dad
she is crazy for her father and her father too is glad
she is ready to hide in his arms nest like a little bird
no wonder daughters are the best gift of this world
ascending up the steps no one dares
scoldings and punishment who cares
tying all the worries on my long hairs
I sit watching all waiting downstairs
call me a snail baby
let me be in my shell
inner world is heaven
outside world is hell
its for kind information
that I deny transformation
wish to hit the bull’s eye
wish to reach for the sky
it is no cock and bull story
my wishes shall bring glory
all that you need to provide
is an Experimental bull ride
Mom! Give me your book today!
Let me be temporary cook today!