Notes from an almost-empty-nester
H wakes up and feels around for his glasses. With an eye-power somewhere around minus eight, he can barely locate his own face. With his other hand, he grabs his headphones. Then comes the phone. A few taps and the music begins to play. Only then does he get out of bed and head to the washroom.
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Teens, I feel, are a much-maligned tribe, unfairly so. Of course they test your patience, empty the fridge, never empty the dust-bin, mess up the home and your schedule too. Teens mean smelly socks, empty juice cartons, shut doors, noise and drama, lots of drama….
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Dear teen,
You’re out in the world, on your own. ‘Finally!’ I hear you say under your breath, even as mine catches in my throat at the thought of you gone.
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If we were having coffee I’d tell you what huge sighs of relief we’ve all been exhaling since the children got through their boards.
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Early yesterday morning I woke up to the news of yet another young girl dying by suicide in Kota, the ‘coaching capital’ of India. Niharika was 18.
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