Tanu Shree Singh

Lecturer in Psychology

Dr. Tanu Shree Singh is a parent to two preteen boys, a lecturer in Psychology, and has a keen interest in the area of Positive Psychology. Most of her theories of bringing up children, however, have been violently challenged and reshaped by her two sons. She is surrounded by three clueless men (one by virtue of wedlock and two by virtue of womb), has five dogs with distinct non-canine personalities, and has an ever growing bookshelf to hide behind.
Here's Everything A Parent Should Know About Protecting Their Child From

Here's Everything A Parent Should Know About Protecting Their Child From Bullying

We have, for long, attributed issues like bullying to the West, when in fact, it has always been very real here as well. We refer to it as "toughening", a "learning experience", an outcome of raging hormones. We also tend to reinforce it by ignoring it, or worse, lashing out at the child enduring it - "Be tough, it's all part of growing up."
08/07/2016 8:28 AM IST
No Personality Development For My Boys This Summer, Thanks For

No Personality Development For My Boys This Summer, Thanks For Asking

As you turn the pages of the local newspaper, there are as many advertisements for summer camps for kids as there are for holiday getaways. Personality development, sketching, dancing, singing, sports -- all crammed into three hours and a small room, and for a neat amount of money. I decided this year to pause my kids' personality development for 45-odd days.
06/06/2016 8:42 AM IST
I Cannot Be The Indian You Want Me To

I Cannot Be The Indian You Want Me To Be

I am an Indian. I am also a mother. Both things together do not make me sacred. Why should they? I would like to step down from the pedestal that I have inadvertently been put on, please. I am so much more than a mother. My children do not define me. I am sure if my country were a person she (or for that matter he) would think the same.
26/03/2016 8:41 AM IST
Waiting For Faith In

Waiting For Faith In Varanasi

My granny's faith had brought us to Varanasi. She had at some point of time promised her attendance at the Kashi Vishwanath Temple in exchange of her prayers being answered. God sometimes gets bribed it seems, for here we were to keep her end of the deal.
23/03/2016 8:17 AM IST
A Day Of Empowerment? Let's Not Kid

A Day Of Empowerment? Let's Not Kid Ourselves

I honestly do not see the loud, all-encompassing and empowering message of the day trickling down to the people who really need that push. My helper doesn't care. Nor does a friend caught in a bad marriage. Their battle is solitary and this day is not going to change anything for them...
08/03/2016 12:35 PM IST
Why We Need To Stop Measuring The Worth Of Our

Why We Need To Stop Measuring The Worth Of Our Children

Children in India are not only dealing with the social pressure of excelling at everything, the peer-pressure, and the headlines screaming the unachievable cut-off percentage to get into colleges, but they are also mostly alone in their fight. Schools lack the support structure and seemingly the will to recognise and deal with the dire situation. Scores are the only measure of worth.
17/02/2016 8:22 AM IST
Look Who Dropped Out Of This Book – Do You Know

Look Who Dropped Out Of This Book – Do You Know Them?

Books sometimes hold surprises other than the plot twists. At times, they open doorways into lives of other readers. A postcard, a short note, a library stamp, a bookmark and other such things sometimes fall out of pages, providing a connection deeper than the words of the book. And then there was this photo...
20/01/2016 8:22 AM IST
Where Survival Is Religion, Is There Really Time To

Where Survival Is Religion, Is There Really Time To Hate?

For five days I was away from the world, without newspapers, clocks, alarms, doorbells and television. But during a trek up in the mountains, the cell phone caught a whiff of network - that's when we came to know of the Paris attacks. Along with the news, I read enough comments dripping with hatred and suspicion to wish the network away. Thankfully, the cell phone tower obliged and I sunk back into oblivion. But the sharp words kept gnawing at me.
30/11/2015 9:10 AM IST
Calling Out To God (And The Police) In The Dead Of The

Calling Out To God (And The Police) In The Dead Of The Night

With one hand firmly placed on my temple to press the throbbing vein, I popped a second pill in the bleak hope of numbing the pain in my head. The loudspeaker was still blaring. I peeped out of the window in the hope that the people dancing there would be tired by now. Alas! They were still going strong. The tune of the <em>bhajan </em>was from a popular number that involved a scantily clad woman gyrating to the beat, but the words were from a devotional song.
26/10/2015 8:15 AM IST
Gender Equality: Your Job And

Gender Equality: Your Job And Mine

Most women are not that lucky. They learn to live in that cycle of fear where the circle gets smaller with each passing year. The subtle messages of staying indoors, and looking out for our own safety, soon get transformed into rules about being a step behind, of staying out of temples once a month, and of minding just the children and the kitchen - nothing more and nothing less.
02/10/2015 8:10 AM IST
Adding Up The Value Of 69 Independence

Adding Up The Value Of 69 Independence Days

The clothes I wear, the missing markers of being married, and my choice of words define me as an educated woman. Do I feel free? My friend, a financially independent woman, is questioned by the man about a five-minute delay in coming back home? Is she free? A girl applied towards the fag end of the admission period for higher education. She missed out on better courses and colleges because her parents had not allowed her to study further then. She wouldn't care about a date for the flag to unfurl.
19/08/2015 7:59 AM IST
Road Rage: Bottled Up And

Road Rage: Bottled Up And Sealed

The men inched a little closer, ogling at whatever skin there was to see. Those girls were as old as my boys, a few years older than my niece. They were kids. I am a mother. And if you want to see a devil on the road, there is no better fire-breather than an outraged mother.
24/04/2015 8:08 AM IST