To tell you the truth, I can hardly make out that it is Spring. On the one hand, the trees are shedding their leaves, on the other, it has suddenly become quite hot like summer. The temperature has just spiked in the past week. The only saving grace is the appearance of the beautiful cherry blossoms. The trees have started to get laden with the pretty purple, lavender, pink and yellow flowers. This sight makes it a beautiful period to be in Bangalore. Though I love my walk outdoors, it is with alarm that I note the quality of air deteriorating rapidly. Sometimes, it is burnt leaves or plastic or rubber that make it nauseating to inhale the air. At other times, it is the dust in the air. It seems to form a white cloud that slowly rises from dry roads and threatens to engulf all. There is a playground which seems so dusty that I shudder to think how many respiratory allergies and problems the kids playing there expose them to.
I usually like Mondays. After a hectic weekend, I really yearn for some peace and quiet. I like working when there is pin-drop silence. Coco makes for good company as he just snores around. How does this guy manage to sleep so much? I envy him. He has no care in the world. No studies, no work, no housework, all he worries about is us. As long as his family is home, the little brat is satisfied. So, I was telling you about the weekend. I think I must be getting old because there are days when I don’t want to get up and do anything. All the running around, the pending cleaning, chores etc. just exhaust me. Perhaps it is the noise as well.
I am reminded that it is end February and that the summer vacation for the children is not far away. I am already dreading that time. Okay, don’t shake your head. You really have no idea what is like to be around two sparring kids. I scratch my head as I wonder how to keep these two from killing each other off. They quarrel all the time. Sometimes, I wonder, is this how siblings are? I go back to the time when my brother and I used to spar but at least when dad was around we were well mannered. Besides, we never pushed our parents to referee. These two incessantly come to us with their petty squabbles expecting us to resolve it for them. Why? I don’t know in how many ways I must tell them to do it on their own. My boys play the victim card perfectly. I hate being made to intervene and then told that I am biased.
You know, I really wish that they would just do what they are meant to do without me reminding them 20 times and yelling when they still refuse to listen. I don’t know if other parents face the same, but it completely drives me nuts. As it is, remembering my chores is hard enough, I have to keep reminding them constantly to make their bed, keep their shoes inside the rack, drink their milk, eat their fruit, study, take a bath!!! Damn! And it is not as if they are toddlers. The elder one is a teen and the younger one is almost 10. Sometimes when I am really despondent, I wonder if they will always be like this even when they are much older. Can’t they be more considerate towards each other and towards our sanity?
Yes, weekends do this to me. And I don’t even know how to make them understand how much their behavior disturbs me. I have talked to them multiple times, given them suggestions, been patient with them but it looks like they are just not in a mood to listen. Any inputs from the readers? And, when I try to log into social media to get some change, there are pitched battles going on. I am so turned off. There is no respite. Of course, every person has their priority and perhaps they are much more involved in certain issues. But I wonder if there is room for any more vitriol and stress in our lives to pick up indignation and venom from news and then spread it all over your timeline and those of others. I don’t know. I guess I have no answers. Hence, I logged out of FB yesterday, entire day and was in no rush to log back in today either. I guess, it is just my state of mind for now.
So, hoping that this week will be nicer and that everyone has a good Monday.
How did your weekend go?