My WhatsApp chat box has been buzzing with positivity and enthusiasm ever since the rollout of the Covid19 vaccine in the country for senior citizens and people with co-morbidities above the age of 45. Every now and then, a message pops up in my inbox by one or the other member making proud proclamation of having taken the first dose of the vaccine.Undeniably, the response of the seniors, especially in my circle of friends, acquaintances, colleagues, neighbours to the vaccine, is reassuring.
An unexpected lesson in contentment
I had always been moved by the plight of a shabbily clad limping man who worked as a maali in my neibhourhood. Though not a trained gardener, he could be seen wielding his khurpi (trowel), working in lawns and tending to flower beds in the locality.
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The maternal instinct
I vehemently deny being a helicopter mother. I have neither hovered over my children nor followed them like a shadow. I am not a control freak; have given enough freedom to my children to charter their own course, at least this is what I perceive myself to be. I may not be a mother rooted in paranoia, but, to say that I have not been anxious about my children will be a gross lie. It is natural for a mother to feel concerned about the well-being of her children and to keep a tab on their whereabouts, friends and activities.
Random musings on farm protests
Impressed with resilience, organization and spirit of community service at the farm protest sites , I wrote the piece in early January . The piece was in pipe line , when 26 January happened.
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