Letting go..

Letting go, is probably the most difficult thing for a parent to do. The sweet-sour taste of experiencing your child becoming more and more independent is such a mixed feeling.

Poohi has gone her first sleepover, and I am feeling all happy and sad. She was so excited that she has been counting minutes. This is the first time she will be staying away from us. She has stayed with my parents back home, when I had to go to Bangalore, but never with anybody else. So I was a little apprehensive about it. Poohi on the other hand, was emphatic, ‘ Amma, I will be fiiine, I will brush my teeth and go to sleep, and don’t pick me up early in the morning, I want to play with M’.

So off she went, without a backward glance. I had a hard time trying to give her a quick cuddle. She was way too busy with her friend.

Yesterday, we had the school visit for Poohi’s ‘Big school’. She is going to start at a new school for reception, and is super excited about going to the ‘big school’. I was wondering how she would feel, at a new place, with new classmates. Luckily for her, there was one other child who she knew from her previous school.  We got introduced to her class teachers and the kids were off, playing, beading, drawing.. It was such a treat watching her, knowing that she was comfortable in the new environment, knowing that her teachers seemed really nice. The best part for me was to see that she was not put off by new things. She was quite happy with change.

It also gave me an insight to what is in store for me.  It is such a wonderful feeling when one’s child has the confidence to face the world without us. I am just grateful that she has that confidence and just pray that she continues to be as confident and happy. It is difficult to believe that the little baby that came to us, over 4 years ago, is now so independent and grown up(almost).

How am I going to manage when she goes to university 🙂

Now, that I have ranted, we are off to enjoy the childless evening by going for movie 🙂

Unharnessed Thinking

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In my working life, we used to have a lot of workshops and courses aimed at making us think beyond boundaries, to help us work out ‘out of the box solutions’, to unleash our creativity.

Most of us used to struggle to find these magical, outlandish ideas which would provide  wonderful solutions to our clients while staying within the budget. I am not sure how much these workshops actually helped, but it certainly opened our minds to other possibilities, than the steady stuff that we were used to. It also helped a lot of us think and look beyond what was obvious, so I think they did make some difference.  In today’s competitive world, creativity and the ability to think beyond the norms is what is going to count. Companies that innovate, that try to better what they do, that strive to excel are what are the most successful.

It was after my daughter was born, that I really appreciated how staid and strait-jacketed my own thinking was. Something ordinary and regular for me , would be interpreted in a totally novel way by my daughter, when she saw something the first time. It just reminded me how creative we were as young children, and how slowly and steadily, our thinking gets restrained by the limits set by society in various forms. The creativity that we are born with gets stifled in so many ways.

Right from childhood, if a child is not encouraged to try out different things and fail, she might never learn how to succeed. For example a child who fails at something he tried and does not get the necessary support from his parents, might never try something out the next time, and a truly brilliant thinker might just have been killed. Similarly in workplaces, if a team member comes up with a weird idea, but is suppressed or ridiculed, might never voice his ideas again and a really creative idea that might have come from him, might just never happen.

I find that I subconsciously do it, without even realising it. The other day, we bought a paint-it-yourself piggy bank for daughter. Now they had provided a bunch of paints and ideas to paint it. Daughter decided that it would be more fun to paint random colours all over and for a minute, I was going to guide her to follow the patterns provided, when I realised that I might just be stifling her creativity. If I cannot let her original thinking guide her for painting a piggy bank, would I ever encourage her later, with any thing creative? What difference would it make if her piggy bank looked a little different, after all?

This is how her piggy bank looked in the end 🙂

And could you guess what was in her mind when she painted this? Apparently this was not just general doodling – it is supposed to be something – according to daughter!

Answer in the next post, lets see how many of you get it right 🙂 I certainly did not!