You know last night I was wondering: If you are one of those who battle just the MIL at home, then I would say, I am jealous of you: Atleast you have a human being (not that I haven't battled that part, but I found an 'Ignore' Button for this, and it worked). I am here battling a phone, aka: The Blackberry!
I come from an age when our parents used to come back home from work and not work anymore. They would cook, tell us stories, take us out on certain days (which was never every weekend), watch a movie with us on special occasions and while in the hall (not a multiplex) they would buy us a packet of salted potato chips with no name on it or maybe a packet of popcorn again without any name. We would maybe once in a blue moon go visit a park in the evening with the entire family and winters would be dotted with picnics.
In am rethinking all of this even as I am writing this, and in none of the memories can I think of a phone creating havoc. No phone ringing, no emails trickling in, no Skype meeting while on a holiday, You know what I mean: Just time for you. Were they bad with their work? I don't think, so. They raised us well, with education, and time, maybe we did not visit any MALL every weekend, or movies every weekend, or diners or shopping, but the memory is still so vivid in our minds.
I have a husband who has a fancy designation and a not so fancy/desirable to me: phone; and emails and phone-calls come in regularly 7 days a week. I am almost married for 4 yrs, and been with the same guy for 9yrs. After a lot of jostling we got married and I was always prepared for the worst from the human beings around me, but nobody prepared me for a phone. My honeymoon was dotted with laptop sessions, and phone calls everyday. Not just that: all pujos, vacations, sick leaves, paid leaves, have been shared between the couple and the phone. I remember almost 7yrs ago when blackberry was new I was trained on it, I went: Wow! Little did I know that this would be the reason for many a household dispute a few yrs down the line.
When I say this, I must credit my husband for trying to let go of this bad habit at times, but you know what: I have realized that it is difficult to not read the email when the phone lets you know that this is an email for you from maybe your CEO or some fancy client from some corner of the world. I guess its easier these days to 'Ignore' all the people around you but not your phone. But even after this realization I am not ready to let go of even 1hr from my annual holiday time . I am told that I don't understand and that I am too demanding. Well maybe! But is it too much to ask for: Cant an MNC leave 1 employee for 5 days in 1 year? Is my husband or your husband or wife so important/indispensable for their companies? If so, then why do they not think twice when giving that pink slip during the recession or maybe after 2 month's bad performance. How come the same person immediately becomes so dispensable?
I find it weird, but you know what: I am battling a phone, not a MIL, not a FIL, not any other in laws or relatives. For all of them we have some or the other cure (you are the best judge to decide on it), but let me know if you can think of fixing this one.
I come from an age when our parents used to come back home from work and not work anymore. They would cook, tell us stories, take us out on certain days (which was never every weekend), watch a movie with us on special occasions and while in the hall (not a multiplex) they would buy us a packet of salted potato chips with no name on it or maybe a packet of popcorn again without any name. We would maybe once in a blue moon go visit a park in the evening with the entire family and winters would be dotted with picnics.
In am rethinking all of this even as I am writing this, and in none of the memories can I think of a phone creating havoc. No phone ringing, no emails trickling in, no Skype meeting while on a holiday, You know what I mean: Just time for you. Were they bad with their work? I don't think, so. They raised us well, with education, and time, maybe we did not visit any MALL every weekend, or movies every weekend, or diners or shopping, but the memory is still so vivid in our minds.
I have a husband who has a fancy designation and a not so fancy/desirable to me: phone; and emails and phone-calls come in regularly 7 days a week. I am almost married for 4 yrs, and been with the same guy for 9yrs. After a lot of jostling we got married and I was always prepared for the worst from the human beings around me, but nobody prepared me for a phone. My honeymoon was dotted with laptop sessions, and phone calls everyday. Not just that: all pujos, vacations, sick leaves, paid leaves, have been shared between the couple and the phone. I remember almost 7yrs ago when blackberry was new I was trained on it, I went: Wow! Little did I know that this would be the reason for many a household dispute a few yrs down the line.
When I say this, I must credit my husband for trying to let go of this bad habit at times, but you know what: I have realized that it is difficult to not read the email when the phone lets you know that this is an email for you from maybe your CEO or some fancy client from some corner of the world. I guess its easier these days to 'Ignore' all the people around you but not your phone. But even after this realization I am not ready to let go of even 1hr from my annual holiday time . I am told that I don't understand and that I am too demanding. Well maybe! But is it too much to ask for: Cant an MNC leave 1 employee for 5 days in 1 year? Is my husband or your husband or wife so important/indispensable for their companies? If so, then why do they not think twice when giving that pink slip during the recession or maybe after 2 month's bad performance. How come the same person immediately becomes so dispensable?
I find it weird, but you know what: I am battling a phone, not a MIL, not a FIL, not any other in laws or relatives. For all of them we have some or the other cure (you are the best judge to decide on it), but let me know if you can think of fixing this one.
