Mommy is back
When he was a neo natal, still in swaddling clothes, his young upwardly mobile mommy would always be under the gun. Either partner of the career couple would stay back and swap the rule of baby sitters. Tinkies, with two incomes, nanny and kids would leave him with the nanny for his day care. If the nanny was not alive or was in poor health, unable to look after the baby, the maternal granny would take over the charge of baby minder while the mommy and papa were out on work. Some yuppies would even permanently send kids to their ‘nani hal’, the mother’s ancestral home.
People are undecided about growing. The college educated young couples get on and even get up in the world. The young professionals in dual career families in metros and capital cities once thought nothing of jumping in the old Bimmer (BMW) and heading down to the local gourmet of some Brie. The traditional simplicities buckle under the swagger of yuburbia. In a bid to derive their sense of identity and worth from their abilities to earn and to get the equal power the yummies (young upwardly mobile mommies) set out to break the nature’s laws. Gary Becker, the 1992 Nobel laureate encourages them to think of economic forces that influence people to get married and have children (like the decisions to buy a new car or change jobs).
Mommy tumbles out of her bed at cockcrow. She bows before Merciful to seek forgiveness to her sins. It is not many minutes before she is finished with the cooking of the breakfast and lunch. Latchkey kid has since long been there in the bath room and the mom is thundering at the top of her voice impressing upon him to finish with his bath to catch the school bus on time. Papa who hit the deck at sun up has ironed the uniform and polished the shoes of the kid. School bag, lunch box and water bottle are there on the table to be had. Every body is in hot haste to finish fast.
Latch key kid goes to school and gets home from school. As he returns from his school he collects keys from the neighbours or from the hiding palace or takes it out from the neck (his mother put in on a chain around it), lets himself into his house and looks after himself. He changes his dress and settles down in front of TV or plays with his indoor games or roller skates. He may even settle down at the neighbour’s house till either of the career parents returns fro the office. In the event neighbours are not home he waits on the roadside like an orphan vainly trying to control the pangs of hunger. When the mama returns from office the hungry soul heaves a sigh of relief.
‘Mommy is back home!’