21 Days of Blogging (Journey of an Emerging Writer)> Day 15 > Upbringing plays a critical role..

 Dear readers,

What's up everyone! Hope you all had a wonderful weekend. There's something I feel about weekends, you don't value a weekend until you are on a very tight routine throughout the week. Cause when you follow a very strict schedule on the weekdays and don't get enough time to procrastinate, that's when you start going through your calendar to look out for weekends and holidays otherwise weekend doesn't have a value during vacations. That's where Iam right now (in vacation mode). So I woke up with the same coffee and music routine and had breakfast after completing the morning chores. After that I got a call from my sister and she asked me to take one of my nephews for a haircut. So I picked him up and went to the market but it being Sunday, almost every hair salon was full of customers and I had to take him back without the haircut. On the way back, he asked me to get him a few things. Well not a few, actually a lot of things but I got him only the eatable items. We had a deal that if he behaves like a good kid, I'll get him any two of the items that he'd like to eat. Well obviously some chips and chocolates aren't as expensive as an RC airplane. While dropping him back I remembered how I was as a kid and how upbringing plays a critical role to nourish one's whole perspective towards life. As I remember our parents were very kind towards us, especially my mom. My father was very supportive but he was as scary as a thunderstorm at times. Overall they were our favorites. When we were kids our parents tried to fulfill almost all of our demands. I had everything I wanted, even the things that no one in my friend circle had at the time. All that was possible not because my parent were able to afford that, but because they thought it's important to fulfill those demands so they somehow managed to do so. Which was clearly not the right thing to do but as kids we didn't knew all that cause obviously we weren't that mature to know what to ask for. My father also allowed me to go on sports tours and allowed me to do everything I wanted. But on the other hand he was very possessive and strict. Back then I used to think that he doesn't have to be so rude at times and what's the point of allowing me to do something with so many questions and restrictions. But as of today when I think about it, feels like the reason I never did anything that shouldn't be done was only because of him. For example smoking, even when all of the friends in my circle was smoking I never felt that I should try that too. So what actually happened was my father allowed me to go out with the ones who smoke, but I always had that fear of 'what if he got to know!'. So that fear always protected me from the wrong doings. Overall it was perfect parenting for me. I can't say it's the ideal one because not all plants are grown into trees with the one same procedure. Some need different soil, some need water regularly and some need sunlight more than the others. Depends on the nature of the plant, the procedure best suited is used. Same goes for the children, sometimes parents has to observe the nature of the kids and then they have to adapt accordingly because it would be easy for a thirty year to adjust according to a 4 years old as compared to a 4 years old trying to adjust to what a thirty years old is demanding of him/her. You got to let them enjoy their freedom well obviously you know where to put boundaries. But I read it somewhere that "If anything you do doesn't set you free or bounds your freedom, you can't grow doing so" . Well that's enough thoughts for today. See I might be right or wrong but if these thoughts connects with even one of the readers and it gives a positive outcome then it's a win win situation for me. Hope to see you tomorrow again. Till then, have a great time everyone:)