I know you don't care what my age or shape is…
Dr. Tanu Shree Singh is a parent to two teenaged 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. She loves getting hold of children and reading to them. Recently, she authored her first book on parenting, Keep Calm and Mommy On.
From calming coolers to truth extractors!
02/08/2017 8:54 AM IST
If exams are frustrating, the day of the results can get even more exasperating. Children shuffle in through the door wishing that the parent is not home, planning elaborate exit strategies and escape...
26/05/2017 8:45 AM IST
Online juggernauts can never replace the jingle of the bell on the door.
05/05/2017 9:10 AM IST
Dear Boys, I am sorry. Yet again, I've failed you as a mother. I was supposed to prepare you for the world, teach you the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and ensure that you grow up to be se...
02/03/2017 4:12 PM IST
Two years ago, on a trip to the middle of nowhere, I got one of my first tastes of online venom. At one point, the phone got lucky and found fleeting net connectivity. It barfed up a few private messa...
20/01/2017 6:56 PM IST
Dear girl with sleeves rolled up, You are okay. Trust me. Today you might be alone when you bounce that basketball off the burning concrete court under the blazing sun. But it is all right. The anger...
12/12/2016 9:44 AM IST
No, strays are not dumb. On the contrary, my desi is smarter than all my “purebred” ones, and definitely way smarter than you. Come to think of it, you stand outsmarted by my silliest pug.
27/08/2016 5:53 PM IST
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
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 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
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
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
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
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
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
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 bhajan 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
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
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
An old lady shuffles to her home down our street every day. She slows down if she sees me and hopes that I call out. I do. She eagerly stops and turns around. I can see the desperation. She just wants to talk. Her only son lives elsewhere and is too wrapped up in his life. She waits for him to turn around, pull away from his web for some time and acknowledge her presence. Till then she goes on being the ghost that waits.
13/08/2015 8:15 AM IST