tomorrow never comes

“tomorrow never comes”!

- this thought got triggered by a conversation with a colleague yesterday. She is in her thirties and was talking about how inundated she is with her chores and work and family — -she sounded a little tired, sad, regretful- I can’t put my finger to it , but it definitely wasn’t joyful.

I could relate to all of what she said. I have been through the rigours of being an Indian mom with a job too! We need to multitask incessantly and have handed over the the ‘perfection button’ controls to our affiliates who want to press it constantly. And when we fall short of that perfection ‘ping’, we feel guilty and ashamed. So we try harder, get more tired, feel more guilty, and sink under the burdens of our own hyper imagination of ourselves…. Amen!

I have rationalised and recognised that we feed on our own torture, it empowers us in a devious kind of way. The indispensability of ourselves kills us physically whilst the mind gloats!!!

Strange conundrum !! -but a fact we as women must recognise- ‘this super woman syndrome, that I can do it all for everyone -while I sacrifice my own needs ‘— is eventually our biggest failing.

So I said to her, “Hey, how about getting real”!

“How about looking at all the good work you do, and giving yourself a pat on the back”.

“How about making an announcement every time you do something well and ensures it registers. How about asking for that a word of appreciation and mentioning that such comments would go down well”!!

“How about acknowledging that you do get tired at times”.

HOW ABOUT ASKING FOR HELP”!!

“ How about making a list of your own needs, how about actuating those needs?”

“and adding to your days jobs one little thing that gives you a high”?

“How about being struck by the realisation that tomorrow is never going to replace today so putting off all your joys for that unattainable tomorrow is a big folly”?

“ How about respecting yourself as much as you respect everyone else”?

“How about respecting life because in joyfully enjoying every moment you are actually giving life it’s due”?

With this I rested my case ….and I think I caught that glimmer of hope and realisation.

Kamna Raj Aggarwalla

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