Research or good old ‘some days’
Heart, magic, capital, classic, we often shuffle among these radio stations as per the demands from the little people from the back of the car. A couple of days back during the school run, there was a constant announcement on the radio. The radio jockeys said, ‘scientists have found a correlation between snoozing the alarm clock and intelligence’. While they were discussing it, I was trying to talk to my 9-year-old (out loud) as a measure of distraction. But I gave it up because I wanted to hear it as well. It was funny. They were discussing that snoozing the alarm clock depicted creativity. It meant you listen to your body rather than follow the rigorous routines and patterns. While writing this post, I could have considered the actual research but I haven’t done that. Because I don’t believe in it. I have started to believe in the theory of the good old ‘some days’.
Some days are good, some days are ok, some days are bad, some days are tiring, some days you rock and some days you don’t. Hence depending on your day and your commitments, you snooze the alarm clock. Now, if you have gone into the details of the correlation and swears by the findings, please don’t take it to heart. I am just letting you know my position on it. You might have a completely different take on it, which is ok.
On a similar note, I used to read these wonderful illustrations on parenting. Let me elaborate.
To get my 9 year old to do some work, sometimes I have to resort to good old shouting and scolding. After the storm when everything is calm, I would normally enter the phase of self-realisation and guilt. And if later on the day I happen to read this, ‘what you say to your children, become their inner voice’, you can imagine my state of mind. ‘I got my job done but my words must have became his inner voice’. Particularly when they fall asleep and you see their innocent face, the magnitude of guilt increases and it becomes a giant. It’s very difficult to fight with that giant. But over the years, I have come to realise that not all days are same. Some of the days, you are sorted and calm and you don’t have to shout or scold or they are so well behaved that there is no need for your outburst. Kids need that direction and it can be of any form – praise or encouragement or your outburst if they go beyond the levels of your patience. I love them and in both my good days and bad days, love is the only constant. Is it the same way for you?