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Cool parenting

I wish my parents were cooler than what I think I would be as a parent. The funny thing is I ain’t even married so my kids are imaginary. I a girl who is born and brought up in a society where everybody doesn’t respect their child and want everyone to respect them had a very controversial family. No, the controversy was not about the fights in the family but everything that was so uncool about my family. Do you know I am a middle class? I bet you don’t because I ain’t. I am an upper-middle-class living the life of a middle class and society thinks that I am richer than Modi. MODI JI is our prime minister by the way. I don’t know why I wrote his name but never mind. So talking about my parenting I as a kid always wanted to go out for partying and staying in my friend’s house. That’s it. I never wanted to do drugs nor did I wanted to get a boyfriend or anything that an India parent would mind. But being a girl who was a blessing to my family according to my parents never had permission to party.

What is wrong with partying?

Everything. You can’t party in teenage because you are studying in a co-education. There are boys. So those who aren’t from a country where your boy is a man of the house and could do wrong and somebody else boy is a rapist won’t know that what I am talking about. Jokes apart. That’s was the main reason why I never had gone to a party. Yeah, I have attended parties but they were parties that included aliens who just have controversial backgrounds and knew how to create them. I am talking about my relatives.

Who are relatives?

People who have 4mouths and 6legs which are invisible. Yes, you can’t see them. Now you’ll ask me what do they do with these many mouths. They talk bad about other kids and pass judgements about everybody. Legs to run from work which they are responsible for in relations.

Me as a parent

I want to clear one thing which would be in your mind after reading all the above stuff that how bad my parents and relatives are. They aren’t bad. They are just stuck in a mentality which is of none but our ancestors. Do you know what I want to be? A good ancestor. They one who would be in controversies for doing good and letting everybody do what they think is right. I’ll be like my possessive parents too. I know will let my kids party but not after a certain timing because like my parents I would be a possessive parent.

I’ll be like my parents taught me to be but a better version of them.

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Sadhus (holy person)

Sadhus are religious ascetic in Jainism and Hinduism referred to as Yogis. The spirits that are pure as God and have a direct connection with him. Devoting for him is the only thing that connects to him they say, they could communicate with him as they are an almighty favourite kid. They practice Sadhana and follows spiritual discipline.

Hinduism is an art of living I feel but for them, it’s a religion which must be followed in the disciple. Many questions arise in my heart I fail to explain that why do we bury them and why are Hindu mortal burnt when dead. Today I am raising a question for which I am sorry as sometimes some questions raised hurt some hearts, sometimes it becomes a controversy.

Why do we bury Sadhus in the land? Why does a holy person take “Samadhi” in the land?

Today I asked my father the same question he told me that Sadhus and Yogis are so inclined towards devotion that when they die they are tied with a chair and then people throw sand above them. It’s called Samadhi. Still, I didn’t get an answer to what I asked him. Dad, why do we bury them when we are burnt when we die? Disciplines should be followed by everyone. If we are a religion. I feel Hinduism is an art of living and there is nothing wrong about it.

Believe in things that are worth believing.

-Riya Shah