Reliving childhood with my kids

She was sitting in her bridal attire in her new room. The tiring rituals of wedding were over and most of the relatives of her new family were gone. Only Akash, his parents and his sister , who had been married for two years was left.  The anxiety of entering the new world and relations was increasing with each passing second. The storm of thoughts into her mind was making her more uneasy..but at the same time she was happy to be with the love of her life..Akash. Amidst all this, she couldn’t make out when did she fall asleep and it had been lunch time. Akash had well-informed her that the lunch is served at 2 in the noon and everyone has to be there on the dining table by then.  She was at loss now...continuously thinking about the reaction of her elders specially her mother-in-law. She was upset with Akash also, he should have got her up in time.  With all this chaos in her mind, she got up from the bed, made her hairs and looked into the mirror for having a perfect daugh

She, the working woman, was once again suffering from motherly heartaches of not leaving her daughter at home and go for her work. It’s not that she was leaving her and going for her job for the first time, but it was quite different today . She had started with a project that was nearing the deadline and still lots of work was yet to be done. Being the team leader, at times, it gets tough to get the work done from juniors without being present there. Moreover, that is too unprofessional, unethical and ultimately affects your reputation.  It’s not that she doesn’t prioritise her daughter, rather it’s for her only that she opted for such projects which has the deadlines but not fixed 9 to 5 jobs. As this was the time of the mid-term exams of her daughter, she waited for her exam schedule to give her final words to her office colleagues. But now, because of some issues, one of her exams was postponed to the second day of her visit. The tasks of revising her syllabus for exams, sl

Have you ever felt strange about the things you see in front of yourself? I was sitting all shocked  in my chair..with my name and post-chief administrator- on my desk. There was a post for internal recruitment advertised few days back. All the applications were put forward me by HR Manager and I was having look at it to short list the candidates. I found only 20% of the applicants were females and rest were males. Don’t take me wrong... I’m not against this ratio but the fact was that the males who barely scored enough to meet the criteria had applied and the females who scored almost 100% in all essential requirements had applied. This was not for the first time; rather in most of my recruitment sessions, this scenario was repeated.  When I tried to analyse this, I found the most common reason given by female staff was that they didn’t find themselves perfect for the post. While, enquiry from the low-scoring male applicants showed that they were okay with rejection but wa

Out of the love of her baby, she sent her resignation letter to Sabrina, her manager, who was one of her best buddies. Sabrina called her up and tried to convince her to give her decision a second thought and extended her leave for a week with the hope helping her out in this difficult moment of her life . But, she herself could not dare to change her decision . Perhaps, she was looking for the hand of somebody else..whom she loved a lot, whom she expected to be by her side and stand up with her.. to give her the courage to overcome her anxiety and fears and ready to share the responsibility of ‘their’ baby. She was feeling all alone, surrounded by fierce darkness all around... So, she went with her decision and very unwillingly, for the sake of her child, she left the job. It was difficult for her to stay at home everyday but it was her daughter that kept her busy. Gradually she got used to it, but somewhere deep in her heart a void was left. At the beginning of each month, th