Domestic Help

My 'Bai' Is My Bane

Much like a hurricane that hits without prior notice and on its own wretched schedule, my cleaning lady descends upon me every week. Instead of feeling jubilant at the sight of her, my blood pressure rises and spirits fall even before I can say "come in."
Nithya Shanti

My Mother Invited Our Domestic Help's Family To Diwali Dinner And Started A Tradition

Inspired by her friends, my mother started a new tradition in our home last night. She invited the family of our maid Madina to come home for dinner. She had earlier sent dad and me off to buy all the groceries and special food was prepared for them. We all ate together and had a lovely conversation as well. It was also a humbling experience for me and made me realise anew what a privileged life we lead.

What America Taught Me About The Gandhian Ideal Of Self-Sufficiency

Coming to the US for people who belong to a rich background or even the upper echelons of the middle class can be quite humbling. Neither are they used to doing any of their personal work by themselves nor can they afford the level of household help they're used to having. They are seriously handicapped at this point, as self-reliance is something they have never learnt. I see my own reflection in them as I was when I first entered my new homeland.