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Sunday, November 23, 2014

KNOCK !! KNOCK !!

 

"Coming, Coming," no respite,  louder than the first time,  "Knock, Knock,Knock,"
When the kids were little and school going, the door knocker used to be the indicator of the mood they were in
 In my experience, with their knocks they would convey the mood they were in.
A loud knock would convey a kind of a happy mood, the debate they participated, the competition, the tests, etc, "were good, mom
An impatient knock, a continuous one, that was not going to stop soon, conveyed that they needed to visit the washroom, or had to talk to me about something that was seemingly important to them" Yes, Mom I saw the kite swoop and take away the little kitten," all with a tear  glisten  in the eye
The knock that always told me that things were not bright for my sweethearts was a soft, gentle barely audible one.
Going to greet them at the door and seeing their crestfallen faces, tear stained cheeks, told me a million things, in that nano second  "Yes, Mom, she took away my pencil box, " or "I lost my water bottle," "MY homework has to be redone,"
My sweethearts were under stress for these trivial matters, and it would break my heart to know that one day they would be facing the tough, world.
But that moment was totally for them, and I was their only saviour who could wash away all that with a swipe of a kiss on their cheek, a huge hug, and even just listening to their chatter, chatter, their faces would brighten and a glimmer of a smile would appear....Sooo rewarding.
In all of this I was happy to be there for them at every moment, I always saw them off to school, would try to be at home when they returned ,
We parents have to be sensitive to our childrens needs,materialistic is the easiest to fulfill, but the emotional needs of a child are the hardest.
Each child manifests his/her own emotions in his own way, some scream for attention, some withdraw and some try and get attention at the cost of behaving naughty.
My experience has taught me that the two of them are not alike, one was shy and sensitive, the other was loud and bolder, and still these traits remain, they are little adults, But the character of each of them remains just the way it was.Maybe they can mask some of their emotions, But a parent has a million sensors all over .. so these little things never go away from a parent.
Sometimes there is no need to talk, not even a spoken word, is required just the silence, and be totally theirs....
What could be better than this ? The rewards are great, all in your hands.  
              
      
                                                    

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