As usual, sitting with a group of women in the park, in the evening, watching over our kids. One of the ladies in the group had a baby recently - second child. So, we were all coo-cooing over the lil bundle. And the usual, list of do's and don'ts followed.
The lady who had recently delivered said "Now I feel complete, as I am a Mother, twice lucky". And, yes there were emphatic agreements. I just watched and smiled, and returned home.
I got busy with my evening routine of, checking the homework, giving dinner to my son, and settling him for the night later.
Since the husband was travelling, I had the time to myself after my son slept. The lines boomeranged, and I didn't quite agree. (Of course, to each his own, is my mantra in life). I started thinking.
I did not have a child because I felt 'incomplete' in any way. I did not get married so that somebody could 'complete' me.
Motherhood is just an extension of me, it's not my definition. Being a wife, is also an extension of me, not my identity.
A woman is multi -dimensional, playing all roles with elan.
Woman - GOD spent time making this beautiful creature after he created ADAM (MAN), so actually, he felt that the MAN was incomplete, and he brought in this creature to complete the MAN, not the other way around. (Not being feminist here).
For the impatient man, there was a woman who's virtue was patience.
For the disorganized man, there was an organized woman, who took care of his things.
For the hungry man, there was a woman, who with her culinary skills, cooked to satiate.
For the lovelorn man, there was a woman, who held his hand, and surrendered herself.
Who am I? That will be decided by me, not by a puny little fella who walked into my life, after breathing inside me for 9 months. If I had not decided to keep him inside me, would he have seen the world outside? That is the strength of a woman. Life depends in her hands. Not in the hands of someone who married her, not in the hands of someone who came out of her.
The lady who had recently delivered said "Now I feel complete, as I am a Mother, twice lucky". And, yes there were emphatic agreements. I just watched and smiled, and returned home.
I got busy with my evening routine of, checking the homework, giving dinner to my son, and settling him for the night later.
Since the husband was travelling, I had the time to myself after my son slept. The lines boomeranged, and I didn't quite agree. (Of course, to each his own, is my mantra in life). I started thinking.
I did not have a child because I felt 'incomplete' in any way. I did not get married so that somebody could 'complete' me.
Motherhood is just an extension of me, it's not my definition. Being a wife, is also an extension of me, not my identity.
A woman is multi -dimensional, playing all roles with elan.
Woman - GOD spent time making this beautiful creature after he created ADAM (MAN), so actually, he felt that the MAN was incomplete, and he brought in this creature to complete the MAN, not the other way around. (Not being feminist here).
For the impatient man, there was a woman who's virtue was patience.
For the disorganized man, there was an organized woman, who took care of his things.
For the hungry man, there was a woman, who with her culinary skills, cooked to satiate.
For the lovelorn man, there was a woman, who held his hand, and surrendered herself.
Who am I? That will be decided by me, not by a puny little fella who walked into my life, after breathing inside me for 9 months. If I had not decided to keep him inside me, would he have seen the world outside? That is the strength of a woman. Life depends in her hands. Not in the hands of someone who married her, not in the hands of someone who came out of her.
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