Paromita Chattopadhyay

Drama Inspirational Children

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Paromita Chattopadhyay

Drama Inspirational Children

Roots And Wings Of Love

Roots And Wings Of Love

4 mins
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'I am so disappointed with you Kriti, never expected you to lie to me. How could you let me down? Arpita screamed and broke down into tears. Kriti was weeping bitterly and pleaded for forgiveness but Arpita was in no mood to relent. She was distraught to know that Kriti had stayed out the night partying with her friends and had also had a few drinks. Kriti had not let Arpita in on the secret plans and had given an alibi of her best friend's birthday celebration while she had gone to the discotheque to party. 

Kriti's tone was rising and falling with her pleas and was laced with frustration at not being given an opportunity to defend her stand. Arpita, still red with fury, sat on the bed muttering under her breath to release her wrath, while Kriti had banged shut the door of the bathroom and continued to sulk. They both felt let down and cheated. Despite such a strong bond of love, the lack of openness in communication had led to this situation. 

Kriti like any quintessential teen liked to party with her friends but on most occasions had to hide her plans from her mother. As Arpita was overly protective and had on several instances conveyed her disapproval of hanging out with the boys in her peer group. Arpita being a traditional strict parent, believed in the age-old adage of 'Spare the rod and spoil the child'. She was always there for Kriti and had even sacrificed her full-time career and settled for relaxed freelance work to be able to devote quality time to Kriti. She had through all these years been a pillar of strength for her daughter. Kriti loved her mother but owing to Arpita's strict demeanour and suspicious nature, she didn't share an open and transparent communication channel. 

Arpita had made every effort to provide the best to Kriti and always handheld her to success. Owing to this scaffolding, Kriti had not learnt to manage failure or perform independently. This spoon-feeding bore good results till Kriti was about 12 years old, but when she turned teen, she had a stifling feeling which sowed the seeds of defiance. Arpita found it difficult to transform from an authoritative to a democratic mother as she still treated Kriti as a child. Kriti suddenly found Arptia's care and concern as an intrusion into her privacy. It is imperative that as the children grow up, the parents allow them space and autonomy and treat them with respect. 

Kriti had tried quoting examples of her friends' parents who had allowed their teen's freedom to make decisions but to no avail. Arpita felt an innate need to always check on Kriti and constantly kept cross-questioning to ascertain the details. Arpita was vocal in voicing that she did not want Kriti to have a close friendship with the boys and her frown was vividly visible whenever she would see Kriti talk to the boys for over 10 minutes. 


Kriti realised this gap and steered clear of sharing her program itinerary with her mother fearing that it would upset her. She wanted her mother to trust her implicitly so that she could maintain transparency in the channel of communication with her. Kriti knew she had to make up to her mother who meant the world to her. Kriti splashed water on her face and her bloodshot eyes and then in a composed manner walked out up to the bed. Arpita turned away, still fuming. Kriti bent on her knees, held her hand and said ' Maa, I am so so sorry for lying to you. I didn't mean to upset you but had I shared the real plan with you, you would be upset and would have never allowed me. I always want to make you proud, but please allow me space and trust the values you have raised me with. I will never wrong you because you mean the world to me. If you are more forthcoming, I can share everything openly with you.'

Arpita's wrath diffused and she hugged Kriti tight and both of them had broken into tears. She also apologised for being an overbearing parent and thanked Kriti for showing her the mirror. As the children grow older, the parents also need to improvise their parenting style and learn to trust them. 

A seamless and open communication channel between the parent and the child reduces the friction and makes it enjoyable for both. A healthy and trusting parent-child relationship is pure bliss. We need to allow them their mistakes and be their rock in the storm.

As much as we love our children, we can't hold them in our hands always, however they will be in our hearts forever. 

There are two gifts we should give our children Root and Wings. Roots to remind them from where they come and Wings to fly and conquer the world.


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