The Late Bird gets it all....

We as a family, are always late. For everything. And, it's not that bad at all. Read on.

Think of any mode of transportation that involves a schedule -buses, trains, flights and we'll be always behind. With 2 kids and 6 pieces of luggage, it actually makes it kind of exciting. Really. Ah, the thrill of making that rush into the airport. The glee of checking in as the last person on the line. Hoping nervously that your online booking would have gone through, and not erased mysteriously by the mean airline computer. It's like playing out an intense, nail-biting drama - minus the screeching violins in the background. If alive, Hitchcock would have enough ammunition to make a movie, titled - "Suspense at the Airport". What can i say? The master has missed his magnum opus.

So, folks, i highly recommend this new adventure for all of you. Try for yourself. Be late for the airport next time. Especially, if you are dwelling in one of America's most boring suburbs like us - throw your watches in the nearby gutter and join the club. Do not let false notions of punctuality hold you back. It's pathetic, i know, but this is the highest adrenalin rush you could ever get, for the next ten years. Unless you count the day your garbage truck arrived exactly on time. Or, the day your appliance broke down right before a big party. Or......mmmm, nothing else comes to my mind. Yeah, that pretty much exhausts all the excitement quota of a suburban life.

You'll thank me forever for this tip. Except, of course, if you miss the flight. In that case, you are on your own. You can scream, shout, rant or rave - but please don't - again, do not swear at me. Some people are sensitive, you know.

Human Needs and Relationships....Part 1

Let's admit it. All of us as adult humans have needs, wants and desires. At first, they have and will be at a basic sustenance level of food, shelter and clothing, and once that's done, it moves to many different elevations above. Also, it always starts with material things like money, car, house, job etc., then kids (and the heavy price tag that comes with them) etc. Think of it as the " taking " phase. At some point of life, when many hairs have been "grayed-and-dyed" after, we hopefully evolve to higher-order thinking like social work, helping/caring for others or spiritual quest etc. - basically, chucking the hugely inflated and egoistic "me and only me" out and replacing it with a big picture view of "what i can do for others", "how i can be useful to Mother Earth" line of thought process. This would be the " giving " or " pay-back " phase. Sorry, life doesn't offer any free lunch, anytime, an...

You and your compass....

Let's talk about what each and every one of us have within ourselves. That deep, down voice that tells us strongly what to do, not to do, what we ought to do but choose not to and regret later on with a "I-told-me-so", things that we wish to do but dare not try in our lifetime....you get the drift. Yes, it is that all-pervading, metaphorical inner compass, or the SatNavs of our lives that I'm getting into. Young adults think they have an independent mind, and do and act that way. In reality, though, in most of the cases, it's not even of their own choice, but out of peer pressure. Which interestingly, brings a point- whose collective, mob voice is it then? If everyone is busy copying someone else doing the same, then who the heck started the fire? No clue, but let's assume for sanity's sake that some life form starts a trend which gets viral, bacterial, whatever. And, suddenly there's a strong urge that compels every youngster to do it ...

Mothering Business....

Quite a bunch, aren't we? Not only burdened with the responsibilities of raising new-age kids who are high tech, but come with nope, not even a "Parenting for dummies" manual, managing a challenging and dynamic job-front, dealing with the social aspects of the family like being the perfect daughter, a good sister, the kind neighbor, a caring wife, dutiful daughter-in-law et al. Add the mundane chores of cooking, cleaning, gardening, chauffering to this list and - I know, my head is spinning too. Easy now, let's sit down for a minute. Most of the current gen mothers that I know take their diverse roles to their heart, and try to make the best out of it. It's business as usual for them. No big deal, they would brush off. But, I always wonder if we're all unconsciously trying to be "Supermums", especially the huge task of balancing work and home. We definitely want to be out having a career or a job which is what keeps us sane and yet, no way ...

C'est La Vie;That's life

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