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In Parenting Short Story

Career Building and Character Building Go Hand in Hand [#Short Story]

 
Career & Character Building - She Knows Her Mind
By Viji Bellie


A taxi dropped Vincent in front of the magnificent gates of that reputed office. The office was situated in a metropolitan city. The office campus gave a status symbol to its employees.

   On the way to the security cabin to complete the regular formalities, Vincent examined the campus. The plan of the building and the architecture was simply superb. Vincent realised that ‘man’ was taking huge strides in every field. Otherwise how could he come up with something so amazing? That work part of a task seemed to be simple for him. On other hand he had no idea about the nature and feeling of his own family members and his neighbours. And this emotional part of life seemed to be very difficult for him. What a strange mindset! This brought a smile to Vincent's lips.

As he finished his formalities at the security cabin, he smiled at the security officers, thanked them for their attention to detail and headed towards the main building. The security cabin crew was surprised as they never expected a man like Vincent to respect their work. It was a fact that generally they were not given much attention.

   But for Vincent, by God's grace, right from his school days through college he had been blessed with amazing teachers who gave priority to humanity through their respective subjects. They were his role-models. The Director of his previous educational institution where Vincent completed his post graduate degree, always kept reminding students to give respect and take respect.

  The Director used to say that, the security guard is the prime employee to any concern as only he can permit entry to any great organization. ‘The security team guarantees the security of the concern as well as the security of the employees. So learn to respect them. Teach your children to respect them’ he used to say. Vincent pondered his words.

   From the security cabin to main building, it was a fifteen minute walk. It seemed impossible for Vincent to walk alone. The building was swarming with people, but still strangle all of them were in their own worlds. He looked around. A group of people were walking towards the main building. A majority of them seemed to be divided into groups and they liked to talk only among themselves. A lot of people were walking alone even though they were having their colleagues walking alongside with them at their arm's stretch. May be they were belonging to different departments. But this seemed to be not fair. They were all working under one roof. They must have shown some familiarity with each other through their warm smile. But they were walking alone as if they were strangers to others and as if others were strangers to them.

   On seeing this, Vincent again remembered the version of the Director - that one who lacks the ability of mingling with people means he also lacks the ability of learning or moving ahead in life because communication is a basic human trait. Only by moving with people freely we can learn more about ourselves and others. This in turn influences more inventions and discoveries in human relations thus forging a positive bond. The whole process would be more helpful in our life time. And also it helps us to learn what to take and what to let go for our career building and character building.

     Vincent introduced himself to some people who were standing as a group. They looked like they a considerable work experience. "Hello I am Vincent. This is my first day in this office. I think you all are highly experienced in this field. I am very glad to meet you." He shook his hands with them. They gave a pause and looked at his bright face with warm smile and they instinctively responded to him. He slowly started making friends.

     12 months passed. All these months Vincent was the same old Vincent with a beaming face. His close friends knew the reason for it. As a fresher Vincent was compelled to have hot drinks in the week end parties. When he refused to take, his friends mocked at him to the core. "Are you still afraid of your parents? Or still you are depending on them? Are you a wall with no wishes or still are you in the opinion that you are a child?"

      Pat came the answer from Vincent. "Yes! my friends internally I am a five year old. Externally I am a sixteen year old student. My beloved grand father gave me this healthy suggestion which helped me a lot. My internal 5 year childhood mind is plain and simple with no complicated ill feelings like partiality, jealousy, unnecessary comparisons, over confidence or under confidence.”

       After a pause, Vincent continued, "My grand father told we must always be in the learning process. According to him the suitable age to understand and appreciate what learning is, is sixteen. He told me to assume myself as a five year old internally which helps in keeping my mind plain and fresh and sixteen externally which helps in the learning process with no diversion.

       And it helps a lot in due course of time. Whatever road you take your mind would be vivid. It helps you distinguish what to look and what to over look. And also it depends on the intensity of your positive rapport with your mind. The mega power of the mind will make everything possible to get positive results. In the process you become a gentleman who everyone would want to know and be inspired.”

        Vincent continued. “Now my grand father is no more. But his words still guide me. If I am looking as a mocking stock and if you people feel that I am not fit for your friendship circle where a girl friend and cocktail parties are necessary then, I am sorry. I am leaving. But I really wish you people know those blissful moments one day or the other."


        His friends were silent. As Vincent got up to leave, he knew that his friends would definitely think about what he had said earlier. Their minds were ready to open to the infinite positive possibilities of their lives. 


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In Relationships Short Story

Big Cat, Small Cat - Practical Tips from two mother-in-laws [#Short Story]

 Big  Cat Small Cat - She Knows Her Mind

By Viji Bellie


Leena entered her destined place as a new bride. She was married to Shyam the day before yesterday. She was so tired with her marriage rituals and with her hectic schedule for the past one week. She really needed a sound sleep. How could she expect this in this new atmosphere especially being the centre of attraction?

She looked around for her husband hoping to get a chance to nap a bit. At some distance he seemed to be busy arranging some things with the help of his close friends. She could understand his exhaustion too but as he was engaged in such activities he seemed to be managing his exhaustion to some extent. But being here with her  own relatives on a big and beautiful mattress she was unable to cope with her position as a brand new bride. If only she could rest a little bit…

   Noticing all these from the distance, Shyam's grand mother Parvadham came towards Leena. From the beginning of her marriage proposal, Leena noticed that Shyam's grand mother was the 'Queen’ of this family and rightly so. Grandma Parvadham was smart. She was tall with a wheatish healthy build with an elegant dressing sense.Her husband Rajagopal was always proud of his position as being her King. All soft skills in her seem to be in the right proportion with her diplomacy in handling people of all age and the situations of all kind, in a graceful manner. Naturally she was a close yet strict friend to everyone in the family.

    Watching grand mother Parvadham walking towards her, Leena became a bit nervous. As a gesture of respect Leena tried to be on her feet. But Parvadham with a smiling face kept her hand on Leena's shoulder and gestured her to sit down."Leena, You look very tired. Go upstairs and rest for a while. You can join us for lunch later. We shall take care of your relatives." Then she gestured one of her relatives to take Leena to the bedroom upstairs.

   Leena was so relieved. She went upstairs. The room seemed to be comfortable. In a corner there was a medium size bed which was covered with a light colored designed bed spread which looked inviting to Lenna. She happily settled down and slept.

    After a sound sleep Leena woke up. She was so relaxed that she started  humming her favourite tune as she adjusted her dress and hair before going downstairs. Before she realized, Shyam entered into the room smiling. Leena didn’t know what to say and started blushing.

   Shyam said,'Do you know how many times I raced up and down to see if my angel was ready for lunch? But we must appreciate my grand mother's timely concern for your power nap. How do you feel now my sweet heart?" Blushing again Lenna said,"I am so sorry! I couldn't control my sleep. I must thank your grand mother.” With a smile and a nod, Shyam took her hand and led her down for lunch with the rest of the family.

   They reached the dining table where almost all relatives finished having their lunch. Leena could sense the teasing smile of the both families. Before things got complicated Parvadham came forward and held Leena's hand, "It's all right my child. Hope you feel better now. We all had our lunch. Never mind. You can enjoy your lunch with your husband." She winked at Leena.

   The next day all the relatives of the bride left Leena behind with so many suggestions. In fact Leena couldn't remember many things. Leaving everything behind she tried her best to be present in the present.

    Both Shyam and Leena had almost fifteen days in hand out of thirty days sanctioned for their marriage by their respective offices. They had to consult among themselves and with their family members about their honeymoon dates as the new couple were invited for lunch or dinner to the houses of various relatives. While talking with her family members, Leena found out that Shyam's parents Krishna kumar and Seetha both being a working couple, didn’t find any difficulty with their every day's schedule at home as well as at their working place. Seetha was also very comfortable as a daughter-in-law in that house.

    The open secret was disclosed very practically in the next few days. Leena soon learnt that all family members honoured their roles. They respected each other. No egos, no pretensions, no complexes and certainly no negative vibrations. Hearty inquiries by every one about everything like have you had nice sleep? or How is your project going? Both Parvadham and Seetha, before they went to bed scheduled their next two days program with their family members. Starting from their breakfast menu everything was discussed in detail. This planned schedule lead to the smooth sailing of the family.

    During the discussions they consulted the whole family members whether they were comfortable with their own schedule. First and third week end of a month would be the senior couple's week end (Rajagopal and Parvadham).The second and fourth week end would be the junior couple's week end (Krishna kumar and Seetha's). While the former took care of the home the latter couple had that day to take a break and do whatever they wanted to do. The next week the senior couple took a break. This plan gave the whole family a good space and privacy and they had many rich experiences together.

      One evening, Seetha was in the kitchen preparing some evening snacks for the family. Leena entered the kitchen to help her mother-in-law. Seetha turned to Leena,"So you people enjoyed your holidays nicely. Didn't you? "Of course ma" Leena replied with happiness. Watching her happy face Seetha continued, "You are looking so happy. Preserve this happiness for ever. This is the pride of this family. I would like to say one thing. Would you lend your ear to me?" Seetha asked in a genuine voice.

  "I am always ready to lend my ear ma! Please go ahead" Leena said politely. Seetha very casually continued as if she was talking to her close friend,"Leena, since your arrival to this beloved family, your observation of our family matters seems to be a good signal for me to discuss this matter with you personally. You see!I would like you to know that, we family members do not come between you and Shyam, you and your birth place, you and your friends and you and your office.In the same way if you don't let all these relations to come between us,I mean between you and this beautiful family for the sake of the pride of this family, I feel this is the best way to honor our roles. All these years I have been following this strategy and it works. How do you feel about this suggestion.?"

    "Wonderful ma! As a living example you are here, following that fantastic strategy to run this family successfully. The day you people selected me for Shyam, I started loving our beloved family. True love of our family members brings miracles into our family. I promise I will do my best to be a good family partner." Seetha hugged her daughter -in-law as if she was her own daughter. Rightly Leena also felt so.

   After having their evening snacks with coffee, Parvadham called Leena for a walk. Leena could understand that like Seetha her mother -in-law, Seetha's mother-in-law wanted to say something to her too. Leena couldn't help admiring Parvadham's strong nature. She wondered how it was possible for an eighty year old lady to cope with all family members preserving her own pride and prestige. They reached the nearby park.

   They seated comfortably on a park bench and enjoyed watching people of different age playing different games. Leena waited for some time. She could sense Parvadham's ‘how to start’ expression. Holding Parvadham's hand,"Would you like to say something grandma?" Leena asked politely. With a calculating look Parvadham said,"How shrewd you are my child! Yes I would like to say something but I wonder with what words I can fill up this generation gap."

"Not with words grandma, with love. Love can fill any generation gap” said Leena with a smiling face.

“My God! Thanks a lot. Our family is blessed with a shrewd and sensible grand daughter” said Parvadham. She kept her warm palm on Leena’s plump cheek, "My child I needn't say anything else.You are a born well wisher.A born well wisher would bring all forms of wealth to a family." She continued.

   “Assume you are a small cat. Your elders are the big cats. I mean let your parents-in-laws be Tiger and Tigress. Let them have their own pride and prestige. Never let them down. Respect them. Be a good listener. One day you will learn all tactics and strategies through proper training from them either directly or indirectly to become a big cat I mean a Tigress yourself to rule and support your family when the proper time comes. You will have the same capability to guide your next generation small cats to become big cats. Have I made myself clear?”


   "Hundred Percent grandma"Leena assured her. To her surprise both ladies uttered the same suggestion with different version for the welfare of the family. Leena silently took a resolution that whether she was in the position of small cat or big cat she must put her whole efforts to strengthen her family. She knew she was not alone. Seetha ma and grandma Parvatham were always by her side. She couldn’t ask for a better family. Together Lenna and Parvadham gazed at the children playing in the park as the sun set behind them promising thousands of better tomorrows.

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In Bedtime stories Parenting Relationships Short Story

Why Are Bedtime Stories Powerful? [#Short Story]



Bedtime stories - She Knows Her Mind



By Viji Bellie

On that particular day, my mind was not in the place where it should have been. My morning brisk hours were not good hours as my mind was complicating everything and time was being wasted with my inability to control it. Four of us, myself and my husband and my two daughters who were ten and five years old were wasting the precious morning hours, yelling at each other because it was already late.

   I have to come out of this mind-set first, I thought to myself. I was a home maker. I could relax later where as my husband and daughters were in a position to start their office time and school time with a positive mood. My husband was the technical manager in a private textile mill. His boss had a good faith on him. My husband's roles were crucial in his company. He was to be in a position of balanced mindset with no unwanted oscillations in it. Definitely it would affect the employees of the concern and their performances. But I was proud to accept this fact that compared to me, my husband's tolerance was and is, always at a greater height.

  Grumbling a little, I got them ready for their respective roles ahead but with a little delay. My husband tried his best to bring some cheers on my daughters' faces, "Darling girls! As to-day is our grand father’s second death anniversary, the thoughts of our grand dad seems to be on her mind. She misses her loving dad so much as we do. So she is unable to get us ready in time. But you see! We are here to help each other and bring some cheers to each other. All right! As you missed your school bus, I will accompany you to your school. Today evening I will turn up earlier and we shall go to the park where we all are going to enjoy with our favourite ice-creams. Now hug your mother and get ready to leave for school." The girls hugged me and walked out of the door. Then my husband gave me a hug and they were off to their respective places.

   By evening I tried my best to come back to normalcy, but I was not able to do so. Later my husband turned up earlier (he had availed special permission to come home early) and we all went to a nearby restaurant and had our coffee with our favourite snacks. We reached the park. We decided to have our ice-cream later and my daughters went to play with some of the children in the park. As I was looking around blankly, my husband took my hands into his, "Darling! Really this big loss of our good and close relation is painful to the core. Your dad had been a good father -in-law to me too. As death is a horrible truth we have to survive the loss in one way or the other. I know you will miss your dad for your life time. But at the same time you think about your mom's position. Nearly forty years they had been together with such an intimacy and mutual respect. But she has been trying her best to cover up all her pains and tries her best to make up that heavy loss for the sake of you and your siblings. She always says "Here I am for your needs. Learn it from her."

    During our hard times, supportive company is really a boon. Even then I was unable to recover back my normalcy. All through the evening my daughters seemed to be watching me. We had ice-creams and came back home. By the time we reached home, it was time for dinner and bed. That night, my daughters were waiting for me for the usual bed time story. But on that day I didn't feel like telling any such story. I fell on the bed. My daughters, my angels settled on my either side. Elder one said, "Mom! I would like to ask you one thing. Shall I?” I turned to her with an exhausted tone, "Go ahead."

   "Mom! I think at present, your terms with God are not good." With shock and surprise I raised my head. She continued, "You told me in a bed time story, when I was in my first standard that once a small child was in a good rapport with God. The pleased God appeared before him to grant his wish.

The child said ,"God! My only wish is to be with you always."

God said, "You are always with me, my child!"

The child said, "I would like to know your presence always."

God said, "All right! Whenever and wherever you go, you alone can spot my foot prints along with yours."

  The child was so happy and he became more faithful to God day by day. Even when he became older, he could spot the God's foot prints along with his foot prints. One day suddenly he couldn't spot the God's foot prints. He became so sad.

He prayed to God and asked him. "God you promised to be with me all through my life. But now I could find only my foot prints. Did you leave me?”

God said, "Look at the ground carefully, my child. The foot prints on the ground are not yours. They are mine. As you are old now, you are unable to walk. So I am taking you in my safe hands and I am helping you to continue your journey."

   My elder daughter, still sitting close to me told, "Mom! You told me if we are good, we can also sense God's guidance and His help which will always come along with us like those God's foot prints. More over if someone is really good, they go to the safe hands of God. So naturally our grand father must be in the safe hands of God. He was a good man. Whenever we visited our native place he took us and our cousins to various picnic places and offered us a variety of fruits and sweets which are not available here. He taught us and our cousins many fun games. He made us understand that fighting among ourselves was not good. Being together is only good. So you must be happy and not sad as our loving grand father is in the safe hands of God."


  Hearing this version of my daughter, I understood that we cannot reverse death. The loss of a loved one is indeed painful and creates a void in our hearts. But I knew what my daughter said was also true. The knowledge that my father was in his safe heaven was comforting to me. The story that I once narrated to my daughters as kids, was given back to me when I needed it badly.  I realised how powerful bedtime stories were. They inculcate strong values in tender minds which last for their lifetime. I hugged my angel daughters to my heart and cried silently with relief.      

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