I had seen the signs some months back, I knew it was coming but I didn't know it would be this bad. This just makes life so difficult... Whatever am I going to do?? It revealed to me completely, in its most painful form on the Saturday night (as I watched the movie, Agneepath) - I have turned into a mush ball, completely and probably irredeemably (Mushball -there I just created a word, or a phrase if you will. Don’t believe me? Try googling it - you wouldn’t find it in the way I mean it yet you perfectly understand what I am saying).
I have reached zero tolerance levels for anything happening to kids (girl children in particular), or parents (what will happen to the kids??).. I see it and I get this feeling in my stomach, I feel the lowest low ever, darkness descends before my (crying) eyes, my BP plummets to what I am sure are single digit levels... nothing nothing seems right with the world and I ache to physically be able to get into the newspaper, the screen, to set things right. I understand this is a difficult situation to be in, in India, as kids (and as are semi-clad women) are used shamelessly to evoke the sentiments and sell everything (from toothpastes to motor cycles). Telly serials are also waking up to their potential as tear-jerkers. For me, I don't even need the gritty, real-life incidents to induce this attack, over-the-top corny situations are also enough (As I have discovered to my huge discomfort). And since most people dying, getting hurt or TV or films are either parents or children, it leaves me nowhere.
Of course it is do with my recent foray into motherhood and my over active imagination (at least in this regard). As someone had said that once you become a mother be prepared to have your heart walk out of your body for the rest of your life… I just did not know it would also be available for the world to walk over it so easily…
I have reached zero tolerance levels for anything happening to kids (girl children in particular), or parents (what will happen to the kids??).. I see it and I get this feeling in my stomach, I feel the lowest low ever, darkness descends before my (crying) eyes, my BP plummets to what I am sure are single digit levels... nothing nothing seems right with the world and I ache to physically be able to get into the newspaper, the screen, to set things right. I understand this is a difficult situation to be in, in India, as kids (and as are semi-clad women) are used shamelessly to evoke the sentiments and sell everything (from toothpastes to motor cycles). Telly serials are also waking up to their potential as tear-jerkers. For me, I don't even need the gritty, real-life incidents to induce this attack, over-the-top corny situations are also enough (As I have discovered to my huge discomfort). And since most people dying, getting hurt or TV or films are either parents or children, it leaves me nowhere.
Of course it is do with my recent foray into motherhood and my over active imagination (at least in this regard). As someone had said that once you become a mother be prepared to have your heart walk out of your body for the rest of your life… I just did not know it would also be available for the world to walk over it so easily…
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