Last week, I came across a question on Shilpa Gupte’s blog – ‘If you are thrown into a room with all the people you have ever met, who would you look for first, and why?‘ Her post gave me food for thought.
Who will I look for?
It is a tough choice. I am at a stage where I am detached from nearly all the people in my life. Does that mean I will look for no one in that crowded room?
Or my motherly instincts will kick in reminding me of my responsibility for Dhruv and I will go around looking for him because my poor child must be feeling lost in the sea of people. I will find him and the next moment I know he will begin asking about his father.
“Where is Papa?”
“What must he be doing?”
“Why isn’t he with us now?”
“Is he alright?”
“Can I send him a WhatsApp message?”
“Can I call him?”
Tha last 2 questions will run on a repeat mode for as long as I don’t give my nod to message or call Papa.
He will finally get to make the call after several WhatsApp messages go unanswered causing half of the blood in his body to dry – one quarter in despair and another quarter in fear. Papa will make an appearance at the 47th call ensuing some melodrama between the father and the son. All will be good at the end of the drama with Dhruv engaging in big time Pitr-bhakti (devotion to his father) and going completely oblivious of the mother. Yes, that’s me.
Both of them will make a move from there because probably his foodie Papa would have discovered a huge buffet opening up in one corner of the room and it would be Dhruv’s sense of love for him to accompany him no matter if he (Dhruv) doesn’t like to eat party food. Of course, Dhruv will remember to take my permission to go with Papa as he always does before doing anything, trivial or important. Who will I be to stop him from doing what he wishes for and rob him off his happiness! I will let him go.
My role would be to help Dhruv unite with his dear Papa in this whole activity.