My Experiments with Time

"She is as happy-as-a-lark", I told my friend who enquired about how my daughter was coping with the lockdown woes. "What do you mean by lark, Mamma?" "Lark is a bird, baby". "Oh I didn't see that in my Birds book. How does it look? What colour is it? Is it big like vulture or small like sparrow? And why is it happy, like me!" Now that was like a surprise Biology test. I had no clue what a lark looked like; lucky me I remembered it was a bird. "Let me finish this call and I'll show you how the lark looks and answer all your questions." I bought some time to update myself, thanking Google God for the umpteenth time. Imagine if Google did not exist, where would I find answers to all these questions, and my daughter would easily think I was so dumb. We found basic details about the lark, and took a look at the pictures too. A drawing of lark was added to her daily sketch book. I told her that the lark, like her...

I read an interesting article written by a woman, in the same lines as the thoughts that were running in my mind. She spoke of the insecurity in the minds of men today about the women who surround their lives. The fear among some men about their genuine words, actions and gestures that may be misunderstood or misinterpreted as harassment. So today's blog is dedicated to the men who sincerely feel and treat women as equals. (I know this comes as a shocker to those of you who call me a feminist!!) When I look around and open my eyes, what I see is that there is an equal or proportionate number of women (as men) everywhere, going to work, running a trade etc. This would not have been possible, but for the men in their families. When I see fathers and grandfathers taking care of kids in parks, while their mother's away at work, I can't help acknowledging that times have changed. The TV ads that depict men changing diapers for babies and husbands clearing dishes from t...