Manifestations Vs Me
"I am going to focus on inner peace this year. Let people come and go, I will stay put as a rock. I will not lose my temper whatsoever.....", my resolutions for the new year are ready.
And the next day my maids decide to go on a strike.
"They take an advance a day prior and just like that decide to bunk the work. I doubt that they plan it out. How can both fall sick on exact same day? It's a milibhagat I'm damn sure", my murmur starts.
While cutting the vegetables, I take out all the anger on those carrots, French beans and potatoes, equally. Then suddenly I remember, 'Inner peace...Inner peace'. I take deep breaths. Inhale and exhale as calmly as I can.
But then again I recall how these maids have ditched me. "They don't call neither receive mine. How do I know when will they show up? Is this the way? Does it cost to receive a call? What do they think that it's only me who's dependent on them. Isn't it likewise too?....".
And my resolution goes for a toss.
"I am going to change my maids now. They think they can dictate me. I will show them who's the boss here", my temper reaches it's peak now.
By now everyone in the house knows that it would burn them to ashes if someone gets close to me. I guess they can see the fire blazing through my mouth, ears and the smoke emissions through my head.
And one fine day, my maids arrive, I welcome them, in my mind, holding the thali with diya, 'Aayiye aapka intazar tha, der lagi ane mei tumko, shukra hai fir bhi aye to'...
My kids call out to me, you were spitting fire yesterday and today when they are back, your sugar coated talks are unbelievable. 'In maids ki kimat tum kya jano babu', my soliloquy.
My mind is all calm and things are settled, I go back to my resolutions and catch hold of that 'Inner peace'.
But the next instance I see the kids room all messy. "These kids I tell you, no acculturation of any kind they have. Can't they see how their mom struggles to keep the house clean. Managing house, family, work and friends, is a tough job. But I am trying my best. And here, no one is bothered to lend a helping hand. See, the bedsheets ain't adjusted. Quilts not folded. Pillows lying here and there. Look here....the books are always lying around and then they will keep pestering me when they don't find their books. Why not keep them in place at first? What ever I have taught since childhood has gone down the drains. And if I try telling them now they get all worked up. Am I the mom or just another maid?....". Boundary....and that too a full toss...sorry then that makes it a sixer...right? Yes, that's how my
Inner peace goes, a straight flying full toss. And I cannot lift my hands to indicate the sixer. What why? My hands are busy folding the quilts and arranging the books.
Manifestations Vs Me is an interesting match. I know that I would never win, yet, I persevere, sometimes at the cost of my Inner peace, sometimes sacrificing my Me time, but that's life after all!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: 'When your primary function is to be happy, then whatever comes to you is irrelevant, happiness is your true manifestation' ~ Gabrielle Bernstein.
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