discipline vs affection

Discipline vs affection

If you are fond of watching hindi movies, then there is one term you must be very familiar with!!!! I think the credit goes to Aditya chopra and his Dilwale Dulhaniya le jayenge that every other Hindi movie has a Punjabi touch to it, just like the television serials have predominantly Gujarati flavour to them, no thanks to Ekta kapoor (Though of late Rajasthan has started to make its presence felt too)

Most of the movies which have a traditional/family angle to them will have one grandma or a sister or a neighbour who will coo in Punjabi at every drop of the hat. And one of the most widely favoured sentence is ‘kaleje noo thandak pe gayee’ or its variations. Recently I heard in not so new ‘humko deewana kar gaye’

Now I seriously used to wonder how can one’s heart feel the cold on embracing someone (on the opposite its English translation is conveying a complete alien meaning!!!!!)

Well!!! last night I tasted that coolness!!!

As I shared earlier we started to put Jiya sleep on a separate bed in a separate room (for some already discussed as well as some unmentionable unmentioned reasons).

She was awarded by her pari aptly and promptly for this brave deed.

But as you already know the transition was not smooth. She will get up in the middle of the night and request either of us to come and put her to sleep or worse will be found sleeping in our bed invited or uninvited (which flouted or jeopardized our very unmentionable reasons). 

So last week I told her that pari was asking for her gifts back as she is not fulfilling her promise of sleeping alone. The shot hit the bull’s eye!!! She slept peacefully without calling for us for few days. But the night before last night she called up saying ‘bahut koshish kar rahi hun par neend nahin aa rahi, ap bas sula kar chale jao’. Amused I had to oblige.

But the cherry on the cake was light night. Last morning she started with cough and cold and Ankur told her that it is because in her sleeps she tosses away her bedcover and so catches cold.

Last night her constant coughing had interrupted my sleep and I was wondering what to do when she called up and said ‘mamma mujhe bas bedsheet uda kar chale jao’. A lump of fondness was created in my throat but unwilling to restart a wrong practice I went and tucked her in the bedcover and came back. She coughed again and I got up to give her warm water and came back though my heart was shouting in protests.

She coughed again and this time said ‘mamma just give me a Sualin (a throat soothener tablet) fir chale jana’. Now, the lump in my throat had travelled deep down to my heart and I knew what I needed exactly to cure it.

I decided to let all the rules, regulations and disciplines to go and have some rest till she recovers to her perfect health. She is not yet five years old yaar and I have lots of time to discipline her. I do not want the harsh winds of rules to dry up the flow of emotions and affections between us.

I want to create a ground of understanding on which I will plant seeds of discipline, morals and rules which I will shower with emotions, love and affection to have a garden full of smiles and laughter.

I went to her room, popped a sualin in her mouth, and asked her if she wanted to come to our room. You know what she asked in her sleeps  ‘aur pari?’

I told her that I will talk to the pari and explain the situation to her and that I know that she will understand. And then…..I hugged her. I had to!!!!!!

And you know what…..mere “kaleje noo thandak pe gayee”