I keep coming back to this Preface of the book 'Grit - The Power of Perseverance by Angela Duckworth #grit
I'm no genius. Their may be plenty of people smarter than I'm but i'm going to grow up loving my work. I'll not just have a job. I'll have a calling.
I'll challenge myself everyday. When i get knocked down, I'll get back up. I may not be the smartest person in the room, but i will strive to be the grittiest.
Maa the boss lady!
My way or highway is my mother's philosophy. She is a very disciplined and strict follower of her own rituals. All the bit of organizing and controlling (and everything else) i have learned from her. There is a lot of gyaan that she shares with me that will beat the corporate gyaan even today, like always have your own opinion. always stand for yourself. She is a modern women at heart packaged in age old ethics. Me even today obey her (as much i can!) and my eleven year old daughter doesn't listens to me at all.
It's nine and it is about time that she wakes up and starts with her morning rituals. She amazes me as how she has a set routine and no morning is different from another. She wakes up in gratitude and thanks god for keeping her and loved ones in good health. Then she starts her day but actually her morning begins at 7am with bangla songs on akash bangla channel.
She wakes up and tie her saree neatly. Post her quick trip to washroom, she makes her tea. Now you cannot offer her helping hand to make her tea. Because even if you follow the detailed and descriptive recipe for her tea, it may not be as per her liking.
The resilience, immaculate, pristine, strength, she is the epitome.
The perseverance that our mothers have, at least i can never match it to that. Keeping others first is something that i must learn from my mother. As a child, I hardly remember a day when my mother said that she does not feel like cooking today even if she was unwell (and i have my mood swings when it comes to cooking).
Today's times are different, times of giving self the first priority. Sometimes i wonder is my mother stronger women than i am or my girl will be the one even more stronger?
I see myself torn between my mother's days of 'loving self was taken as being selfish' to my era of 'self-love'.
Whatever we do, which ever era we are, one thing is for sure there is no other kind that is more stronger than us.
Celebrate yourself today, everyday and ensure that you are the inspiration and strength to our kind.
Love to all and saluting the mothers!
