The Law of Parent’s Approval
Ever noticed that if there is anything you really want… you crave for, most of the times your parents won’t approve of it? No? Well, think again… I know if you think properly, you’ll have no option but to agree with me. Remember how you wanted to play in the rain and your mum won’t let you? There… now you know what I’m talking about. Now, if you are thinking along the lines of “but that’s for your own good…”- please stop! We’ll discuss that some other day. What remains as of today is, parents will have a problem with most of the things that you’ll want. In fact this ‘having a problem’ thing can be summarized in one sentence in form of a law, which I prefer to call the Pranjal’s law of parents approval. So, here’s the law…
The magnitude of a child’s desire is inversely proportional to the magnitude of parent’s approval on a particular issue
You don’t approve this law…do you? You don’t agree with me uh? Fair enough, let us review the following incidents that most of the children face while growing up…
1. Two years old:
Kid: mum I want one more biscuit.
Mother: No, you can’t have one… you’ve already had too much, that’ll spoil your teeth, stomach and god knows what else.
Kid, if he could think, would think – when I’ve already had three, I can’t see how this last one will make me all sick!!
2. Six years old:
Mother: son, come drink milk.
Son: mother, I hate milk… please give me tea instead.
Mother: son, milk will make you strong… don’t you want to get strong? Come on, drink milk.
Son: naaa… I don’t want to… I don’t like it… I want tea!!
Mother: KID, don’t test my patience!!
Son silently drinks the milk….
3. Ten years old:
Kid: mum can I go out and play?
Mother: no, stay inside! You’ll get a sun stroke in this heat…
Kid (stamping his feet): no, I want to…
Mum: when I say no, it is NO kid.
4. Fourteen years old:
Mum: kid, go and get your hair cut, it’s getting long.
Kid: mum, I want to sport long hair like that rock star
Mum: GO and GET it cut, when you ARE a decent guy, you should LOOK like one.
Kid goes, gets the hair cut and returns to mother.
Mum: WHAT is that?
Kid: that’s my new hairdo mum… it looks cool and look, its small.
Kid is exasperated and thinks: oh Gawd… you hate this too!!
5. Eighteen years old:
Boy: dad I need a bike to go to college.
Dad: NO… you guys drive too fast, you’ll meet an accident… use local conveyance to go college.
Boy: but dad, I’ll drive slow….
Dad: NO boy, I know how you’ll drive once you are riding a bike on the road, without any parent supervision.
Boy thinks: Is there like, anything that I say and you’ll approve of? It’s not as if I drive at the speed of light that all my mass will convert to energy!! I love my life too dammit!!
6. Twenty two years old:
Mother: Son, we are organizing a satynarayan pooja at our home, you’ll be the one doing the pooja with the help of pandit.
Son: Na ma, I don’t want to sit at the pooja… I find spending this much money on pooja and stuff ridiculous … and moreover, I can’t sit cross legged continuously for more than an hour. By the way I hate your pandit too… he’s a fraud.
Mother: as he is growing older, this boy has started to think he knows all… as if we don’t know anything blah blah blah…
Son thinks: oh no! Not again….
7. Twenty six years old:
Son: dad I want to marry this girl I like very much.
Dad: No Problem, go ahead.
Son thinks: what? Is he all right? Did he hear me right? Are my ears buzzing?
Dad (continuing from where he left): yes, go ahead… marry this girl, only that she should be same caste, religion etc and should not be of same gotra.
Now generally what happens after twenty six years of age is the boy gets married. And then this cycle repeats itself, right from case one… only that the kid, which was till now on the RHS of the equation, shifts to the LHS.
In each of the above cases, as we can see, the child’s desire is inversely related with the parent’s approval. Bingo! Consistent with the law of parent’s approval. Now tell me… agree, or not?
PS: we may crack all the jokes we want, but we know how much they mean to us. My salutations to our parents for without their love, life wouldn’t quite be the same enjoyable affair as it is now
One True Love
I saw him again.
Our eyes met.
I resisted the urge but conformed eventually. I left the place embracing him. The missing piece in my life has returned.
Back at home, I ripped his top open.
“You taste better than you ever did, my Lays Potato Chips.”
***I Surrender by Celine Dion; in the background.***
Note: Similar to Detox, I was De-Lays-ing for a couple of months. Not anymore. Winter and diet do not go well together.
This 55 fiction format story is written by Usha Amudhan.
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