I have been sitting on this post for the last 3 days hoping to discover a GPS navigation tool to show me the direction in which this post was heading to. But just like my 4 month old Micromax mobile, this GPS system also kept crashing leaving me at bay, lost and directionless. Hence unable to find the optimum route I headed back home, opened the writing pane and started all over again.
If you were able to peek into my drafts and happen to read what intelligent stuff I had written initially for this post you might mistake it as a research paper or a pravachan (holy discourse) straight from a ‘Parenting Guru’. When I went through all that today I imagined patting my back with ‘Oh what great stuff‘. Yet in reality I slapped myself (I am lying) for I did not find a bit of myself in those lines. Therefore, signing a self-agreement copy to spare my serious side for some other social issues for may be next Microblog Monday, I think I will treat this post in a lighter vein. As if I have a choice of doing it in any other way considering the fact that I am no expert at parenting. I can offer no parenting advice and I have no do’s and don’ts. I am on a journey and can only share my experiences with you.
I had enrolled myself 4 years back in Dhruv’s school of parenting and I had been dreaming of my graduating from his school and getting an opportunity to wear that black robe with the graduation cap holding a certificate (just like the one he got to wear last week on his last day at nursery school) saying –
‘Ms. Anamika Agnihotri has passed with flying colours and is now a certified mom. She is hereby entitled to formulate and implement her own parenting laws, the obedience to which is compulsory by all means.’
But no, this is not happening. I have recently got this understanding that this is a life long learning course where I design the course structure based on research and my instincts, attempt to implement them, watch the lessons working or falling flat and then start the re-work.
The only certificate that I can aspire for will say –
‘Qualified for Eternal Learning’
If you think I finally found the optimum route (flow of thoughts) for completing this post (the way I wanted to) then my answer is no. With a route map in my hand my situation is jaate the Japan pahunch gaye cheen samajh gaye na.
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