When we moved in to this apartment, naturally one of the first few that we got acquainted to was our next door neighbour S’s Mom (A). S is 6 months older to Mantam but she is studying in Class 1 while Mantam are in UKG now. S goes to a renowned school in Bangalore where a majority of the apartment kids also study.
During one casual conversation, A asked me which school Mantam go to. I told her that we have got them admitted to XYZ school this year. She was shell shocked and let out a loud gasp as if it was a taboo.
Then she began – “Oh Seema, why did you admit them to XYZ school? It is not good. You know, even our maids’ kids go there to study.”
Me: “So what? Even they work hard to educate theior kids. They would always wish that their children should have a bright future just like us”
A: ” No, but you should have put them in a better school. After all you would we slog and earn?”
Me: “Frankly, we enquired in a lot of schools and most charge high donation and fees. Since we have to shell out double the amount at a shot, we could not afford them.”
A: “Aiyo aiyo. You shouldn’t speak like that. They are your children right? What else will you spend on? Being parents, we have to make a lot of sacrifices to secure a great future for our kids.”
Me: “But I don’t think that sending to schools with big names would help in achieving that. I myself come from a small town and have studied in a normal school. I think I’m not doing bad myself in life.”
A: “But these days, things are different. You know, my husband did a redearch on all schools in Bangalore for 3 years and then zeroed in on this one. He is very particular and adamant about his daughter’s education. bla bla bla”
And I did not have any more energy to place any more counter arguments, so just let her jabber away while I managed a silly grin on my face. When I came back home and vented my frustration, Abbas tole me why did you listen to her, you should have blasted her left, right and center. Hmm I know, but somehow I always remember the things I should have said on hindsight only 😦
Another day at the park, I had taken Mantam to the park and they were playing in the sand. A came with S to the park and looking at Mantam, she also joined them in the sand play. A started chatting with me and during the course, she moved her eyes to examine what S was doing and suddenly yelled. I got startled right there and turned to see what had happened. To my biwilderment, A admonished S for playing in the sand and issued a stern warning that if she touches the sand again, she will not be brought to the park. My heart went out to the little girl. A then explains to me (although I never asked) “She will have worms in her tummy if she plays in the sand. Just last month, I got the de-worming excerise done for her to ensure that all the worms are gone. And look what she is doing now! You must also not let them play in the sand Seema”
No prizes for guessing the expression on my face.
PS: RM, your favourite Abbas bhai is being very non-cooperative and not letting me blog. He has acquired our laptop and playing some silly game on it just so as to bug me. I am forced use my office laptop which I hate to the core. What say you now?