I will Trust my children.

When we were children, me and my brother, we were beaten badly whenever some one came with complain, without even listening to our side story. Amongst many unwritten rules, one was, no one should come to house with complain about us.

Incident 1:

We were middle class family, I still remember, when I was 6–7, one day one classmate stole some money from his home and when he got caught, he told his parents that he gave money to me. His parents came to school and I was surrounded by them and our teachers and they kept asking me to tell them where I have kept stolen money. They were saying “Tell us where is the money we will leave you”. I budged, to get away I said frighteningly “Yes I took money and it lies at my home in an almirah” . I was brought home by school maid, my mom was there and maid told her that I admitted of stealing money and it is now hidden in some almirah. O my God, all hell broke loose on me. I was thrashed badly. I was crying and crying.. but no one listened. No money was recovered and I was let go later .

Incident 2:

One lady came with another complain of me throwing stone in her house, again I was beaten badly. Again I was innocent.

I am never going to do this to my children. I will trust them, will always listen to their side of story first, before reaching to any conclusion.

I have nothing against my parents. I love them from the bottom of my heart. But 80’s middle class parents used to be like that only. They just want to discipline their children. Those days, father coming home was like a curfew getting imposed in entire house. Wherever we used to be, we just rush to get our books. I was good at painting, but was never encouraged.

I have made sure my daughter waits for me eagerly , every time I return from office. I am her favourite punching bag, listen to her complains, try to tell her where she was wrong, never to accept any mistake which she has not done. I never compared her with other children. I just tell her to work hard and give her best.