Today is June 2nd, and it is also the day when routine comes back to Parmar family after almost two and a half months of madness! That is the only word that can define what hits our household when the kids’ summer vacations begin. This year we traveled a fair bit so almost 3 weeks were spent away from home. No unlike other women, I don’t have the habit of parking myself with the kids in the maayka (parents’ home). Not that I wouldn’t love to put my feet up and get pampered. But because, the kids will still be on my head and in unknown territory they become even more demanding of their parents. Also because I work professionally virtually, and it is a little difficult for me to work from any other place except my home with its reliable broadband and my old faithful chair and desk.
So, as we wrapped and labeled the last book last night, the kids were excited and actually looking forward to going to school. They wanted to meet their classmates, and they had got sick of all the restrictions of yelling less, fighting less, time restriction on gadgets and TV viewing! Phew! They wanted a break. And damn right, I wanted one too. But I am sure it was a fun vacation for them. They pretty much did what they liked. I never put them in any classes ever so they decided when they wished to sleep, wake up and do what they want with their time except the restriction on their gadget playing time. Both my tablets have been usurped by them.
This morning was fun! I was up at 6 after quite a few days. Yes, I did have some perks too during their vacations. And the kiddos who had been waking up around 9ish were up on their own, bright and happy at 6.30. My jaw dropped, and I must say it was a great start to the new academic year. They were ready in a jiffy. And were off by school bus, shiny new bags bulging with new books. Lunch boxes packed with love. Uniforms neatly pressed. It is the first day of the new academic year. And big brother has been given the responsibility to drop the younger sibling to his class before going to his own. How easily elder siblings slip into the responsibility of parents! Two decades back, it was my sister who was doing the same for my brother and me. Circle of life indeed. The more we change; the more we stay the same.
So the morning excitement done with, I am at my desk, bright and early, ready to attack the work week with gusto. I am grateful for the silence and the play list playing while I hum to myself. I look forward to excited tales when they are back later in the day. For now, it is business as usual.
Routine is good!
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