A couple of weeks ago, we were cursing our miserable luck and feeling so sorry for ourselves. Wilted by the heat, soaked in humidity and troubled with our sore backs: we were a totally desperate lot. We dealt with our vacation-in-crisis situation with the sense of equanimity that we are rarely capable of, of course interspersed with shorts sessions of yelling and blaming each other. And then all of a sudden, perhaps a planet changed its position, and the hell hole released the last passport. Next, got an email from my father with an excellent website on how to deal with back issues. Reading it I could easily identify my problem and did the appropriate stretching and in a miraculous time span of exactly a day my back was alright! But then it was the turn of british high commission to act pricey. As the said planet fine tuned its position, a week of our well practiced equanimity cum yelling later we got the visas late one evening. Much activities followed and the next evening we were on our way to the airport for our much awaited vacation. Relieved, exhausted but very excited.
As a concept, this vacation is supposed to give us a break from our regular routine in Chennai. Break for me from being a high strung working mom, break for RRJ from being carted around between school and daycare. For RRS, this is supposed to be those few weeks of focused time at work when he doesn't have to worry about school-drop, creche-pickup or any house-work (okay, if we ignore that little bit of dish washing done post dinner). The concept, therefore, provides mother and son with this excellent opportunity to spend a lot of quality time together without any pressures on time. Hmmm…. it sounded so perfect as a concept…..
1 comment:
I really like the idea of a concept, as without it there will not much at all to even think about! Reality check, that what your Hmmmm... is about, right?? Fear of not performing??
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