Wednesday 21 September 2016

A to Z Challenge: K is for Kapish

No, this post is not about the Indian Monkey God Hanuman. This post is about Capisce. It is complicated, messy, and at times unsavory.

It is about how I try to explain things to Beckett, like the numbers on the lift, how 0 means the ground floor and how 3 means the floor where we live, how Chandamama (moon maternal uncle) means the moon and where to look for it, how 'Ba ba' is followed by 'black sheep', how it is not okay to bite Missus or me or Baa (my mom), and how she should learn to walk on her own without the fear of falling down because falling and getting up is part of life.

But it is also about how Beckett tries to explain things to me, like how it is not okay to pull her out of the bath tub till she is satisfied pouring all the water out or into multiple containers or anywhere she pleases, how Pappa has no standing in front of Mummy or for that matter even Baa, how even th//smallest things like Baa going to the bathroom can trigger the most severe bouts of separation anxiety, how it is essential to eat food on one's own even if it means an entire room of mess for Mummy to clean, how it is essential to lay down your own law while Pappa lays down his for you.

If this wasn't enough, this post is also about Pappa trying to explain to Mummy that it is not cool to give in to Beckett's tantrum tactics, how it sets a bad precedent that is very difficult to reverse, how we must choose what is right and not what is convenient. It is about Mummy trying to explain to Pappa that Beckett is too young to lay down the law, how it is a better idea to distract rather than discipline, how only those who have the luxury of not having to do it talk about choosing right over convenient, how Pappa himself does a few things that are convenient but not right.

If this too wasn't enough, this post is about the grandparents who get involved and try to explain things to the children in law, and the uncles and aunts start pitching in their two cents too which really irritates Pappa and Mummy but separately on separate issues on separate counts. 

So in the end this is a post about how everyone wants to 'Kapish?' the other person but does not want to 'Kapish' himself or herself. And therein lies the rub.

P.S: Beckett now walks. Actually it's more of waddling like a duck. Interesting times ahead.  

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