Digression 0: So what’s the purpose, exactly? - May 2013

Now that people have started actually reading my blog, all sorts of interesting questions and queries have popped in.

“You have said that it is about marriage and motherhood,” said a well-wisher. Will you be using any post-modernist, existentialist theories to deconstruct this experience?

“Marriage and motherhood? That’s more like “chick” stuff right?” was yet another query. (The only time I find a bird reference acceptable is when I am called a mother hen. Cluck, cluck)

“Are you sharing guidelines on being the perfect mother?”

Since, it more difficult to actually tell you what it’s about…I thought I should tell you what it’s NOT about…

And so here it is up front: A disclaimer as to what this blog is NOT about.

It’s not about soul baring experiences. My soul is firmly wedged in layers of fat and only makes guest appearances. On special occasions. Like birthdays and anniversaries.

It’s not a sad, involved story of a female protagonist who is busy finding herself and wallowing in self-pity. I don’t believe in drowning – and since I don’t know how to swim, I rather not enter the pool of self-pity!  I’d rather get on with it and have a jolly good time.

I am using absolutely no theories – post-modernist or post-post modernist – to deconstruct anything in my life. When the motherhood bus hits you theories, self-help books and the like fly out of the door!

It’s not just “chick” stuff – since marriage and motherhood almost always involve having a husband, a father.

It’s certainly not about any guidelines on perfect anybody or anything! I thought a perfect mother was fictitious like Super Man or a myth like Nessie.  And even if there was a perfect mother, would she raise a perfect child?

It’s not even a riveting, “unputdownable” version of a book which you have to come to every hour. Oh no, I respect that you may have other commitments that you may want to attend to (painting your nails, watching IPL – all the time! or making an appearance at the altar as a bride, maybe).

None of the above. Instead, here is a compilation of funny and warm episodes which you can enjoy and relish whenever you want. The stories are like a buffet of specially crafted dishes, some unique and never tasted before and some “comfort” food category, so that you can enjoy the familiar while exploring the unknown.

And strangely enough, even though it is about a precocious child and in a sense, the journey of mothering – I believe the over-arching hall-mark of this blog is humour. So, read it well, all non-mothers!.

Enjoy a laugh?  Read this. If you remember an age which had good, clean humour and luckily enough lived and experienced it, this is for you.

So start reading. And get entertained. In a feel-good, therapeutic, kind of way.

So dig in and enjoy. It’s an invitation. Nothing would make me happier.

And no, there isn’t really a purpose. In a purposeful kind of way. You could call me shallow like that!