Thursday, August 26, 2010

Family Soap Opera

Before I start this rant, am just going to explain that I was extremely proud of my family- extended and immediate. I still love my immediate family to death, but extended? I can’t be as sure as I used to be.

The thing is certain arguments on beliefs, money and what not have made me somewhat jaded. They say your family would love you no matter what, I disagree totally.
Because when it comes to money or talents or beliefs, love is not everything.

So I have come to a new conclusion, Families. can sometimes be overrated. Everyone seems to extol family as our most important institution. But is it really?

And then I came across this blog-post by an editor of a magazine. And surprise I kind of think what he is getting at is kind of true to a certain extent.

This is another disclaimer : thoughts of the writer of the article below does not reflect my own. But I thought it was an interesting article nonetheless.

So many people suffer inordinately from family. Of course, there are the obvious examples:
* Child abuse

* Spousal abuse

* Incest

* Psychological abuse

But much more often, there’s less dramatic but still painful family-induced misery:
* Other than pleasantries, your adult child refuses to speak with you.
* Your spouse has fallen out of love with you, yet fear, inertia, and shared history preclude a dissolution. So you trudge along in your lacklustre life.

* Your parent is still trying to control or demean you even though you’re already an adult.

* Your nine-year-old regularly screams, “I hate you, mommy!”

* Your adult child is back on your sofa still trying to “find himself” (with the assistance of drugs or alcohol.)
* You're not capable enough to compete with a sibling or parent, which dispirits you.

* You make major efforts to care for your aging parent, motivated mainly by guilt. Privately, you resent how much time, energy, and money it takes.
* Your spouse doesn’t earn enough income or do enough around the house.

* You suffer the effects of an alcoholic or drug-abusing family member.

Millions of people don't even speak with a family member. Millions more spend years and fortunes on therapists, trying to undo the ills that family perpetrated on them. All this shouldn’t be surprising. After all, unlike with friends, we are placed in our family of origin at random, with no say in the matter. We do choose our spouse, but hormones seem to preclude our doing a very good job of it--witness the 50% divorce rate.

While it’s unseemly to discuss, money is part of the equation as we evaluate whether family is overrated. It costs a fortune to support kids, let alone a stay-at-home spouse. To pay for it, many people choose lucrative careers that are far less pleasurable than those they’d otherwise choose.

Do you think that, if it weren’t for the need to support a family, as many people would choose to sell insurance, be pest control workers, sewer repairers, or bond traders? Wouldn’t many of them choose a career, for example, in the creative arts, in a nonprofit, or as a computer game maker?

Of course, I can envision some readers thinking: What? Are you advocating a society without children? Encouraging my readers to think more carefully before having children is hardly going to lead to a world without children. I am merely asking people to be more circumspect, not reflexively fulfilling society's expectation. Besides, environmentalists argue that overpopulation is the greatest threat to the environment. A few less children wouldn’t hurt the world and its nearly seven billion people. Life is even more difficult to live without the support of family. I’m not saying that people don’t need support.

I’m arguing against the automatic assumption that you have greater obligation to support family members than others. For example, when your ne’er-do-well sibling asks you for money because he or she is unemployed, rather than succumb to the reflexive guilt that society imposes because “he’s family,” you'd be wise to view the issue in fuller dimension: in terms of the net effects on you, him, your family, and, yes, society. For example, does giving Sammy the Slug the money yield a greater net good than, for example, investing in a startup developing a drug to prevent sudden heart attack, the leading killer?
My main message is to resist automatically succumbing to convention, and instead, to make your choices consciously, based on what will ultimately yield the greatest good en toto: for you, your family, and society.

read it with a pinch of salt and an intelligent mind. And draw your own conclusions.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Uchi no musume

If you were falling, then I would catch you

You need a light, I'd find a match

Cuz I love the way you say good morning

And you take me the way I am

If you are chilly, here take my sweater
Your head is aching; I'll make it better

Cuz I love the way you call me baby
And you take me the way I am

I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair
Sew on patches to all you tear

Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise

And you take me the way I am
You take me the way I am
You take me the way I am

* yes I was feeling sentimental I miss her at work a lot *

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Nerds Forever ;)

* I wanted to post this earlier on the actual date itself, 20.07.2010 but we just arrived from a trip and it somehow slipped my mind. So please blame the mind and not the heart ;-) *

I have been married for three years, and Im still amazed at couples who have been married for like twenty years and above my parents and grandparents included, of whom are still married to the same people of course ( hahahah)

Am amazed because,even three years seems like a lifetime for me, maybe because I was friends with my husband way before we got married, which in total equals ten years.

And after these three years, little annoyances have crept in things that I use to find 'cute' or 'adorable' now seem' silly' 'childish' ( I think he feels the same way although does not like to admit it) and our tastes in movies, food, entertainment and even clothing have evolved and changed.

We have both put on weight, he has changed his glasses two times and we were blessed with Ayra, which have also changed us in a way.

We are not the same two people who shared classes in college trying to find our way anymore. We are still lost in a way but we officially have grown up. ( of course my parents would beg to differ but whatever ;p)

This was highlighted and made painfully obvious during one of our recent major arguments, and when I looked at him I thought ' where did that boy who used to drive me around in his red kancil on lazy sunday mornings go?"

And I realised that he grew up and in his place was a person trying to do his best for his little family and also trying to make sense of everything like I was. He is probably as confused and as tired as I am of this growing up business.

So B, things might be different and I turned out to be more annoying and exasperating than you ever imagined. But we are actually one tree with the same roots. And even with so many changes I still see glimpses of the 18-year-old boy I used to know, but I love you better because of the person you have become which is the daddy that Ayra adores.

So happy third anniversary. my doa is for many more and for us to love who we will become in the future for better or worse. XOXO