important for growing children. His mother helplessly worried about his health, and shecould not do anything about school timings, for schools have their own problems.Jaspal and Yashpal were brothers. Jaspal was the more serious <strong>of</strong> the two and wasinterested in his studies. Yashpal was ten years <strong>of</strong> age and in the sixth class where manynew subjects are introduced, but he was still very playful. The teachers <strong>of</strong>ten wrote in hisdiary that he had not completed his homework for the day. Mother would persuade him attimes, scold him at other times; father would enter into the debates. Sometimes, and withgreat difficulty, he would be made to sit at his desk. Mother worried as to why somechildren are naturally too playful for too long and whether this boy would ever makegood. She avoided comparisons with Jaspal who was all she could wish for, but theyounger one was an enigma to her.Deepu was now in the ninth class and although she was not a timid child, her motherworried about many little things. The bus did not come near their house, so Deepu andher friend, Maria, went by rickshaw. Although the rickshaw man was reliable and theschool was only a half-an-hour’s distance away, her mother worried about accidents andany other untoward happenings, for she was <strong>of</strong> a worrying nature. She would stand by thegate for nearly an hour before the expected time so that she could see the rickshaw at adistance, returning home. Times being what they are it was becoming increasingly unsafefor girls to move about freely in that town. There were many unpleasant charactersloitering here and there and so her worry was natural.Vikram’s father was determined that his boy should become an electrical engineer likehim. He wanted him to enter the Indian Institute <strong>of</strong> Technology after his twelfth standard,which meant that he had to score very high marks. The boy was bright and was gettingseventy percent marks now but “that will riot do” said his father. Unless he securedninety percent marks he would not mind a chance in the entrance tests, for thecompetition to the I.I.T’s and other engineering colleges was stiff and as his fatherworried and goaded him Jay in and day out. It was as if he was reliving his younger daysin his son, so much was the pressure. Sometimes for the best <strong>of</strong> reasons, fathers arc soambitious that their expectations from their sons and daughters are very high. This bringsabout a great deal <strong>of</strong> tension in the house. If you are in such a situation how would youface it? Think about it.Arjun’s mother was at a loss about her son and spent sleepless nights over the reportsfrom school about the boy’s behaviour. They found him aggressive and violent. He usedfoul language, they said, and the poor lady wondered where he was picking this up from,for there was nobody in the house who used such language. His father had died and shebrought him up alone and did her very best for him with her meagre means. Yet, he hadbecome restless and disobedient and he was not yet in the seventh class. She wouldappeal to him with all her heart and sometimes he responded, for there was a nice side tohim, especially where his mother was concerned, but the reports continued to be the same— fighting, bullying, teasing, not doing any serious study, and so on. Her anxiety waspainful to watch.Manju’s parents were very poor. They had three children and all <strong>of</strong> them went toschool. Although the school did not charge tuition fees, the costs <strong>of</strong> textbooks andnotebooks and stationery were rising year by year and so too the cost <strong>of</strong> uniforms, andevery June the parents spent sleepless nights wondering how they would meet these
mounting costs. They did not want the children to sense this and so they kept it all asecret, bearing the burden themselves and putting on a brave smile in front <strong>of</strong> thechildren. As prices rise day by day many parents suffer a lot to educate their children.Sanjay’s mother was disillusioned. The boy had shown so much promise when young,but now that he had come to the ninth class he felt he had grown big and should betreated as an adult. He was no longer willing to listen to his mother or father. His friendswere supreme. There was even a complaint that he had missed school one afternoon tosee a movie. Sanjay’s mother didn’t like the look <strong>of</strong> his friends. They were all at thatawkward age when legs grow long and beards appear on the face and boys don’t knowquite how to meet these physical changes. That is when they imagine they are quitecapable <strong>of</strong> managing themselves and resent adult interference. Sanjay’s mother prayedand hoped this was a passing phase and it would all be over soon.Take the case <strong>of</strong> Supriya who was also in the ninth class in another school and hergroup <strong>of</strong> friends: Mumtaz, Sheila, Aparna, Rita and so on. Their mothers tried tounderstand the ways <strong>of</strong> modern girls but were sometimes at a loss. They wondered whenthese girls ever studied as they were so restless. So much <strong>of</strong> their time outside school wasspent on listening to film music over the radio or in idle chatter. They considered study anecessary evil. Their mothers recalled their own school days when they held theirteachers in awe and showed a lot <strong>of</strong> respect for school rules and did everything on time.“What has happened to the world?” they worried. They did no: seem to know how toinfluence their own daughters.Parents’ worries are varied and many. They cover a wide range <strong>of</strong> human life —physical, emotional, intellectual, social and so on. They worry about the lack <strong>of</strong> outwardmanners. They worry about the inward state <strong>of</strong> mind and heart. They worry about theiryoung for many, many reasons. Perhaps children are not aware that though they love theirparents, they cause them great anxiety without meaning to do so.Where do you stand? Find out for yourself if you have given any cause for worry toyour parents. Talk it over with them and you may find them very understanding andhelpful. Often it is because you avoid talking things over as they occur, that theseanxieties accumulate. Parent’s are your best friends in the world and there is much thatyou can do to relieve their worries.20. On BeautyAmol and Amita were good friends. They shared many things together, particularlytheir love <strong>of</strong> beautiful things. Amol had an eye for line, form and proportion. Amita lovedcolour. While Amol communicated his thoughts and feelings, his awareness <strong>of</strong> beauty interms <strong>of</strong> sculpture, Amita communicated through shades <strong>of</strong> colour. The boy had a feel inhis bones, as it were, for three dimensional structures such as buildings and statues. Thegirl lost herself in landscape painting.The Tai Mahal with its exquisite domes and columns evoked in Amol an unforgettableresponse. He spent hours studying the grandeur <strong>of</strong> the Red Fort, the extraordinaryproportion <strong>of</strong> a mosque or a cathedral. When travelling in the south he marvelled at theexquisite gopurams <strong>of</strong> the temples at Madurai, Rameswaram and Kancheepuram. In hisspare time, he would sketch what he saw and show it to Amita. He loved thumbing
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