Recently I came across a nuclear family consisting of middle aged parents and a son in his early twenties. A typical Indian family who had been sticking hard to their roots.
The father is an engineer who works in a chemical organisation. Both the parents have made their only son as their goal of life. They have done everything possible to make sure that their son got the best education, and is smartest of the lot. Today, he is working at one of the world’s best companies, Google.
As an outsider, the family looks just perfectly beautiful, with two bread earners playing their roles and the Mom making sure that the family is well fed. Most of the times, when we come across such a family (typically and Indian family), we feel proud about how well the family is doing. About how well the male counterparts have played their roles. ( The father earned enough so that he could afford the schooling of his son and the son being a responsible human being has played his part too.)
But how often do we remember to praise or appreciate the root underneath this tree? How often do we realise the sacrifices that 50 yer old woman would have undertaken to make sure that both the boys didn’t feel any stress or pressure about home. When I tried to know more about her, she told me that she came from a small town of Roha. Roha is a small city in Raigadh district of Maharashtra state of India. She was brought up in a big joint family with more than 20 to 35 people in her home. She spent her childhood with all her uncles and her siblings in the same home. She was always used to talking and caring for people around her. At the same time she was also being used to getting all the the love and care from her family.
Today, she lives with her husband and son in a small suburb of Sydney. Cooks all the meals for her family so that they can have a healthy day which ultimately allows them to focus on their work. When they come at home, all of them watch something that is common instead of watching a 30 minute vernacular show with that lady( which would make her happy). Coming from a talkative joint family, today, she spends 12 hours without talking to a single person. All that she does is cooking and cleaning for the family and some gardening at home. And above all, when she invites guests at home, she has got only good memories to share with a smile on her face.
Most of us would think that the father and the son are the bigger people because they are earning million dollars for their home. But, for me, I think that lady is a bigger person who has sacrificed billions of her minutes without even a thought so that her family can live a peaceful and healthy life. Her magnanimous behavior and actions spoke louder about her than anyone else. Her spirit made a larger impact in the crowd and sparkled through all the dark shadows! 🙂