" HELP "

Today on this International Women's Day, I dedicate my post to all those "HELP" around us who help us out to smoothen our day to day life.

The most important one being the House Maid or the Nanny.

Here I will  pen down about my daughter's Nanny BASANTI. I had written earlier, in my older post, "Chutki", about me, being a Govt. Servant and also, about an additional help, I will be referring her in this post.Since, I was hesitant to leave my child in a creche or daycare, I had taken an year long leave, along with my maternity leave, to look after my little baby, until I could find a good caretaker. As luck would have it, my distant relative arranged it for us. Basanti was a house help working for them. She used to work in many household to maintain her family of six children. Thus she insisted that she should be paid a good amount, as, from now on, she would have to leave all the rest of the  household jobs.  Since she was trustworthy and has been working at my cousin's house for a long time, we agreed to her demand.

Basanti came to our home to care for my little angel. She was an eight month's old baby just learning to sit. We kept an additional help to do the mopping, dusting, washing,and  cleaning the utensils. I had asked Basanti not to do any other house hold work . She was advised, to just, focus, on my Chutki. I was at ease when I handed over my baby to her. I joined my duty with a peaceful  mind. I was sure my baby is in safe hands. 

Basanti looked after my child well. I missed out most of my child's earlier years of growing up. She tackled her teething, her first step, her babbling, all missed out by me. Now the time had arrived for my baby 's admission to the kindergarten. Here too Basanti was a great help. She would come early and would accompany my little angel to her Kindergarten in her school bus and would wait outside till the school gets over. 

We never give a heed to these things, we often take them ( people like Basanti) for granted,  " oh so what they are paid na", without realising the value of those moments and the sacrifices they have done to protect our child's well being. I am really greatful to God to have send this good soul to us to help us out in the need of the hour.

Basanti was with us till my daughter started going to college. She took immense care in her adolescence her higher studies, tensions, mood swings, carrying her to her tution classes her extra caricular activities. All she carried out well.

She had to leave due to her health conditions and plus her son's too were now working and her financial conditions improved so they too didn't wanted her to work any more. 

She is still in touch with us,me, and my daughter, makes an effort, to visit,  her place, once a year, to checkout on her whereabouts, and well being.

Like her there are so many out there, helping us out. Like the Jadu Pocha wali, Koodawali, Dhoban, Sweeper, ........so many.

God bless them all without their help we all would have been in a chaotic situation and our back would have been bend under the overburdened work. 

They are our unsung heroes who play a vital role in our life.

A big salute🙋‍♀️ to these women who help us out unconditionally.

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Label: Tribute 

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Mystical

Human and human life is an unsolved mystery. How ever far you try to understand it, it gets  entangled in million tangles. One loop into another. The birth itself is a tangle. You wouldn't be free unless the cord is cut. The cut, sets you free to be a separate entity and to breathe but what awaits is the journey of emotional bonds and bondage. Why so? Why do you get tangled? The first touch, the first human touch, from where, begins the flow of warmth, this nectar, warms up your nerves with so much energy, that you keep on  rowing the boat of life.  Yes your journey has begun. Now you are not just a piece of flesh; you are now a son or a daughter. You might have a home, you might have guardians, you might be having mom, dad, grand parents or might even be having a sister or brother.( The entangling of loops.)  You are now entwined into the world of  care,caring and upbringing. The unconditional love entangles you into the first phase, the first  loop (Parental love). You are moving ahead, you are growing, you are a teen now, the law of attraction plays it's game thrusting you into another tangle the heart throbs. This is the second phase,the second loop,(the loop of  love or lust). The boat is rowing, you keep on moving towards the third phase of your journey, the journey into the wide world of experiences and exploration. You now try to untie the shackles of bond and bondages the first attempt of untangling. You feel like an achiever, proud of your attempts to untie the shackles but, unknowingly, you are binding into the bondages of another loop. The third loop (The loop of commitment). Yes now you're entangled into, to, begin a family of your own. You would now either be a wife or a husband. The journey now has come to a full circle; but you have to keep rowing you have to keep going. The tangles aren't untangled yet. From the picture of being a husband and a wife to parents and parental responsibilities the fourth phase begins. The fourth loop (The loop of Parenting) the tangles are now tightening it's grip on you, you love this tightening you enjoy the wriggle and slowly your focus turns to the grip; you are still feeling the breath and breathing, you feel at ease. That's when questions queries starts popping up why am I at ease why isn't the grip tightening? Is it the loop? Oh let me make it golden. Now you want a golden loop, no ordinary one will do, what if it breaks down? What if it's untangled? You weave the web of emotions spreading your eight arms, the arms love, warmth, care, bondings, sacrifices, adjustments, justification,and expectations. Expectations?? That's when the golden loop tightens further as expected by you, it tightens, it is tightening, but now, it's chocking you, you are suffocating, you are breathless. Once again you are trying to break open the shackles, but alas, the loop is golden now. No it won't break, it's fool proof. Tightened by the golden loop, you keep rowing, the boat of life, and that's when you enter the fifth phase, the phase of rejection, the phase of resentment, the phase of desolation. This is the final loop (The loop of acceptance).  You accept the entangling and tangles, you are in no mood to try to shrug it off, the shackles are tightening it's claws, the nectar flowing in your nerves has come down to its last drop it's no more giving you the energy, but, you will have to keep rowing. No, you have not reached the other end. It's far far away, daily you take a step forward and daily it rifts away, the waves of mystery and mystical sea just keep flowing.

The tides of this mystical sea keep striking on, it doesn't follow any calculations it takes away with it the most unexpected, Yes the most unexpected, what? did you question it, did you question it's decisions? no,! you can't, for its mystical it will never answer. Are you waiting for your turn to reach the other end? You must keep rowing the boat of life, you must, wait for your turn with unsolved questions and queries. You are numb now, you are spell bound, the mystical spell has been cast  the unbreakable spell. The spell of hope and aspirations, it's, taking you, again, to the land, called life. It's mystery and will remain mystical.

Label: Emotional expression 

N.B. 

This is a tribute to all my family members who took the journey of heavenly abode some in most unexpected way and time.

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