A tribute to all working mothers!!!

Submitted by deepa ram on Sun, 05/10/2009 - 00:24
Its been 26 years of strenous effort on behalf of my mother Meenakshi to bring me to the position of today.i am always indebted to her.when i was born my granny could not take care of me because she was too weak and old.i grew up in a Creche,in others arms yearning for my mother to be with me.she narrates me how i would cry circling her neck asking her not to leave me to ayya,how i was poorly taken care by others,fell sick,and sang all day "meenay,meenay meenaamma" remembering her while she was in office.she used to bribe me icecreams inorder to make me stay with a baby sitter. later my uncle who stayed with my mother accompanied me to school at 2 yrs.i was a little early to school.i bit my teacher when she snatched me from my uncle.i feel sorry for it now.but when i was three i realised my mother's condition and started dressing up myself and went school.i possessed a spare key for my home at the age of 5,pinned to my school bag.the front room was open with all snacks for me.we stayed in a rented home without even a sink in kitchen because it was near my mother's office. my brother came in to our life.this time it was too worse.no option was left to leave him at my granny's.mom cried every day missing him i could not realise her situation.so i tried to please her doing all household help to make her feel relaxed and talked to her continuosly.i know that i bored her.but kept it going.she took me to cinema house,exhibitions whereever i wished.when i was 7 she brought my brother back.i got company.she made us share our work and taught us to be responsible.she made us learn cycling and boldly sent us to school in that.she taught me and my brother to make dishes so that when we felt hungry in evenings after school,we dont rely on snack bars in town.at that time she was working in sivagangai and we were in madurai.so daily she will start at 6 am and come back at 8 pm. days passed and we grew up understanding her work time and shared the help we could possibly do to her.the first thing we did when me and my brother was employed was to force her get a VRS.now she is at home but still prepares to send me and my father to work.because of her experience,she strictly forbid me to join B.DS course which i got in merit list.i was a school topper in english[second topper of school overall] and she advised me to take up language so that even if i choose to work it will be a scheduled time job [ie lecturer,teacher]i followed what she said and took up lecturing in a reputed college.now that i earn handfull and feel relaxed in my work.she now wants me to hold my doctorate and now i am in that process. my entire life i followed what she wished good for me and never found her decisions wrong. she is gift to me and i owe her a lot.this is a small expression of my gratitude to her achievements as a guide to teach me kolams,slokas,puja methods,and many things to keep up our family tradition.she says" you can be a district collector,that may be easy, but your resposibilities as a good daughter, in-law ,wife ,and mother is ur real success" and i am trying my best to fulfill her wish.
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rajamma_2

Deepa, I am touched by your narration. I was also a working woman , now my daughter and daughter in law are working mothers, so the story continues everywhere.Children though miss so many things, learn to be more understanding and responsible if mother is working.
Tue, 05/12/2009 - 22:50 Permalink
deepa ram
a working mother and their children normally have a good pace with each other.their understanding of each other is truly a miracle which could better be identified by people sailing in the same boat Rajamma mam.thanks for ur kind approval!indebted to all working mother's who sacrifice their entire youth,happiness,physical comfort and many more for the betterment of their family and children.
Tue, 05/12/2009 - 23:38 Permalink
judelined
Deepa your journey in life so far was interesting to read about and as Rajamma said it is a reflection of many of our lives too. My mother slogged for 35 years as a secretary in one company (those days loyalty was the brand name) to bring us up. My dad used to change his job quite often because he was a character close to that of 'Rules Ramanujam' of Anniyan movie. Could not stick any nonsense, so my Mum was the 'Man of the House'. Dad died 13 years ago (miss him a lot). Brought up by my dad's mother, then later by servants and finally fending for myself looking after my siblings I managed to complete schooling. I could not go to college as my parents could not afford it, so I did my secretarial course and started working at the age of 17, as a typist in a chartered accountant firm (which is where I met my husband). Thereafter it was a long journey, courting my husband, changing jobs, running away from home and getting married (the one thing I regret till date hurting my parents about), living in a joint family and adjusting to many things as our cultures were opposite poles (me being an Anglo-Indian and my hubby being a Mudaliar), having two children, (Anita Priyadarshini and Gerard Anand), taking loans, building our own home, graduating in my career from secretary to manager and contemplating every now and then on whether to give up my job or not as I was desperately wanting to spend time with Anita and Gerry. Finally the battle between home and work was over and I was able to quit my job 4 years ago and ever since I stopped working the kids are enjoying every single moment, because I am available all the time for them for whatever they want me to do. Though I have many regrets about not being able to take care and spend time with them when they were small, I am trying to make up for the times I had to leave them to their grandmothers to be taken care of. Now in a couple of years my daughter will have to get married and she keeps telling me that she will work only until she has a baby and once she has a baby she plans to give up working to spend all her time with her child. Heart of hearts that's what she would have wanted me to do, I know, but what to do 'THAT'S LIFE".
Wed, 05/13/2009 - 01:34 Permalink
jayamohan
Deepa, when I read your tribute to mothers I remembered these verses noted long back in my diary! TO MY SON: My hands were busy through the day I did not have much time to play the little games you asked me to, I did not have much time for you! I'd wash your clothes: I'd sew and cook But when you'd bring your picture book and ask me to share your fun I'd say "a little later, my son". For life is short and years rush past A little boy grows up fast! No longer is he at your side with his precious secrets to confide! My hands once busy now lie still The days are long and hard to fill I wish I might go back and do the little things you asked me to do! WHAT TO DO! LIFE HAS NO 'REPLAY' BUTTON!
Wed, 05/13/2009 - 06:44 Permalink
sjnt

In reply to by jayamohan

Yes Jaya chithi, We both noted down these lines together. Yesterday, I tried to send this but somehow it didn't go through. Good that you remembered it and posted.
Wed, 05/13/2009 - 09:22 Permalink
jkmrao

Sentiments apart, in these days of uncertain economy, it is imperative that the husband and the wife both earn. Except for those having "permanent" jobs, no job may last even if both the employer and the employee have good intentions. It is better not to spend more time with the children than to stay with them and see them starve or to see them have stunted growth. The real problem perhaps may lie somewhere else. Men may not be quite willing to contribute their right share in the domestic chores. In a majority of cases, the woman works outside the house, earns and then works inside the house. Education in this regard is absolutely necessary. I will be very happy if I am wrong! Regards! - mOhana
Wed, 05/13/2009 - 07:37 Permalink