Skip to main content

On working hard. (Post 19)

Most days I work a lot. I just can't sit still (except when I am meditating) or idle away time. It has become such an ingrained part of my personality that I don't even notice it. It is only when someone points it out that it hits home as to how hard-working I really am. Especially if that someone pointing it out, happens to be your fifteen year old son.

I had just cooked an elaborate Chinese three course meal. It turned out really well. ("Maaa, this is even better than the stuff at Mainland China", both my kids exclaimed, which is the ultimate compliment when it comes to Chinese cooking). I felt pleased as I had spent quite a lot of time in the kitchen making this, and it indeed had been a lot of work. (Like the protagonist in my book Tea for two and a piece of cake, I too have a done a certificate course in cooking).

A picture of the stuff I cooked'

Now, the one thing that I detest is a messy kitchen (or a messy home for that matter). So I asked my son to help me clear up.

There was stuff to be put away, stuff to be put for washing, table-mats to be put away, plates to be cleared. And finally the table had to be wiped clean.

My son, after a hearty meal, was feeling lazy. But of course I recruited him into 'The task of clearing up'.

'Okay--now put these plates for washing. Okay, now put away the mats. Okay--I have transferred the leftovers into smaller bowls--can you put them in the fridge?' I issued the orders like a General in the army, and he followed like a faithful soldier.

Finally he groaned 'Maaa--why do you always have to be so hardworking?'

After a stunned silence, I burst out laughing, and then told him I am definitely blogging about this.
:-)

Honestly--what choice did I have? :-) 

______________________________________________________________

  To Buy my books in India, click here. (You can pay cash on delivery. You don't need a credit card)
To buy my books on Amazon, outside India click here




Comments

  1. I expect more parenting stuffs from you Mam, like the one you posted.....
    It just brought back my childhood memories....
    Thanks....


    Cheers,
    Prabhu...

    ReplyDelete
  2. Replies
    1. 希望你在那里:)

      Delete
    2. Why you both comment box le Kolam pottu practising?

      Delete
  3. Hahaha...work and teens don't go together, Preeti, unless of curse the work is technology related :D Loved reading this and the 3-D quilling ost. It's been ages since I peeped in here.

    Suma

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. ha ha.. Yeah Suma :) He actually said "if I were you, I wouldn't bother cleaning up. i will just let it lie there." :) :)

      Delete
  4. *of course...*pressed REPLY too soon !

    ReplyDelete
  5. The foods looks super yummy.. :-). I could actually imagine the Chinese food being made while reading Tea for two and a piece of cake.Now i know why :-). You leave some part of yours in every character you weave... Guess that's the reason,the characters are so realistic .

    Love the way U involve your kids in household cores.It will really help them go a long way.

    Regards,
    Nitu

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Yes Nitu :) very observant of you, I must say :)
      Thank you for leaving a comment and hope you have a great day!

      Love
      preeti

      Delete
  6. Ooooh!
    Now that made me hungry

    ReplyDelete
  7. The food lookes delicious..Interesting perspective Preeti and you know what I can now relate to my mom.. she also never sits idle and is always doing this or the other while I just love lying down, laze and think ... So in the weekend when I would laze, roll in the bed, just enjoying my day off, she gets irritated..because I guess in her dictionary hardwork is the only thing.. seeing me lazying around like that, she will entrust a work to me, like say dusting the furnitures.. I would say to her that it will be done and i will do it when its time and mostly after having done with my lazying .. but who listens, in regular intervals she will keep reminding me that its undone.. and this would lead to a fight.. nevertheless I just guess she is hardworking and her hands keep itching unless everything is not complete and perfect....

    ReplyDelete
  8. all I saw was the food! :D

    ReplyDelete
  9. wow--certificate in cooking(that is a new one I have heard about you) , just when I was thinking I knew all :)

    ReplyDelete
  10. Good that your kids realise that!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Thanks for stopping by. I really appreciate your leaving a comment! Okay--I appreciate your leaving a comment if you have something nice to say ;-)


Popular posts from this blog

Five rules I broke which changed the way I think

There are several rules that society imposes on Indian women (and men too.). Some of these rules are so  accepted, that nobody questions them. It is how we were raised. It is a part of our culture. It is just how we are.
I have always been a person who questions things. Even as a child, I was constantly questioning why things had to be the way they are. My mother, a strict disciplinarian would not encourage it, and there was no way out, other than just obeying whatever rules she laid down. In retrospect, it helped instill a sense of discipline in me.

In contrast, with my father, I could question everything. There was nothing which was taboo or forbidden. At the age of nine or perhaps ten,  encouraged by my father, I had read books like  'I'm OK, you're OK' by Thomas A Harris, and we would discuss things and analyse our conversation in terms discussed in the book. (transactional analysis)

My father did not believe in following anything blindly. He encouraged me to thin…

How I wrote eleven books: A true story of a very personal journey.

It was on this day twelve years ago that my father passed away. There was no warning, no illness, no ailments--nothing. He was alive one moment, chatting and talking to my mother. He had walked 5 kms , his usual  distance, that morning. He had meetings lined up for next day. He was to visit me in Pune, a week later. Instead he leaned back in his chair, while watching TV, closed his eyes and died.

The death changed my perception about everything. It altered forever the way I looked at life. It affected all parts of my being--my health, my daily routine, my philosophy, my core belief system. My father was my strength and my rock. I used to talk to him every day. My day was not complete, unless I had a discussion with him on the phone. He had a curious mind, and we used to talk about everything  in the universe. When he died, a part of me died with him.

 I had started this blog In October 2006,  forty five days after his death. I did not think about what I was doing or how long I would …

The Rule Breakers by Preeti Shenoy, Out in stores now! Also let's meet in these cities! :)

Yesterday, my eleventh book The Rule Breakers went out into the world!

It was a proud and a happy day :)






I had an interview at Red FM, and in the video above, you can see me, along with RJ Zeishah, and she loved the book. It was wonderful discussing the book with her.

The book is out in bookstores now.



So, you don't have to wait anymore, if you wish to read it :)

The story is a COMPLEX one. It begins very simply and easily. It is the story of Veda.
But after she gets married (at 19) to a guy chosen by her parents, and shifts to Pune from Joshimath, new people enter her life.  The timid, shy Veda must now carve her own path.

Here are a few characters from the book:



Follow Veda's story, as she goes through life, and find out for yourself, who the REAL rule-breakers  are in this book!

Get it from your local bookstore or order online and pay cash on deliver:  http://preeti.io/trb


Folks in Pune and Ahmedabad, I am coming to your city! Folks in Ahmedabad--it is a closed event on 20…