A Junior, Education, India, Kids, Memorable Moments, Mothers, Such is life

Why mothers are called the first teachers

Long serpentine queues. Designated counters. Questions and answers. Confusions and confirmations. Anxious and harried parents. Kids dragged and/or saved from being crushed. No, this isn’t the picture of any fish market or any teeming railway platform; however admittedly, it is reminiscent of the two to a great extent. The first time I went for A… Read More Why mothers are called the first teachers

Feelings, India, Mumbai, Parenting, School days, School Time, Sharing views, The Folks, Thinking hat, Whines and whispers

Treating 'others' differently

Unsure of everything happening around, he stood there quietly, his eyes darting in every direction and his mind seemingly filled with a hundred questions. Am standing near the right gate? Am I late? Do I stand here or go to the main door? He didn’t say anything aloud, but from experience I could read his… Read More Treating 'others' differently