I really wanted to continue my study to A3, but before I had a chance to say it, my mom said it out loudly to my teacher, “He will take A2!” I was shocked, I starred at her with the face of “Please, this is my life, and you have to let me choose it by myself”. She starred back at me with the face of “Just be silent, since I’m paying for this, and I have bigger authority to decide!”
The money must be funny in the rich man's world, but later I’ve found it was more than that. She has just done something that she felt it will be the best thing for me..
Here I am right now.. and.. well.. yeah.. I could say that her decision was some kind of a right thing to do.. ;)
I always fall in love with the Indian Literatures. They always tell us their own stories with the unique ways surrounded by their ancient cultures which still last till nowadays. So, this ‘Hindi Bindi Club’ from Monica Pradhan really touched me. The fiction is operated by 6 roles of women. They are mothers and daughter, and they are all Indians and Hindus and live in USA. 3 daughters (around 30s) and 3 mothers (around 60s) all (6 of them) know each other and have a closely relationship. Well, sometimes they had an argument about something, but it was not the significant issues that could break their friendship.Meet Kiran. She was a medical doctor, and a divorcee from a husband of amateur ‘non-Indian’ rock star. Her mother suggested trying luck by marrying a nice Indian boy. In fact, when Kiran felt that she has found his soul mate, an American Man around 40s and could speak Bengali and familiar with Indian cultures, what should the mother do? Should she approve of her daughter’s choice? Hey, the boy is not Indian, although he could act like one..
In the other hand, Preity remembered about her love story when she was 15. She met a nice guy, Indian, which happened to be a Moslem. When her mother found out about it, she was furious. She instructed Preity to cancel all the relationship with the Moslem boy. She still remembered about the bitterness from the “Partition” (1947), the time when Indian Moslems decided to form a country called ‘Pakistan’, and Indian Hindus still stood for a country of ‘India’. Preity argued her mother that “Mahatma Gandhi” has told them to make a peace with Moslem, but her mother stood still. Therefore Preity just thought, “Since the Great Gandhi couldn’t change her mind, then what could I do instead?”
Meanwhile, Rani was an MSc in rocket science. At the 1st time she had a nice career in NASA, the prestigious institution in USA, but later she decided to give up her career and pursue her dream to be a painter. Her mother was shocked, but praised to the Sarasvati (goddess of Art, in Hindu’s way) when she looked at Rani’s painting exhibition which full of success. Then, suddenly Rani told her mother, she felt lost. She felt that painting was not fun anymore since it was a job for her, not a thing to fill the leisure time. She wondered about going back to NASA and give up her career in painting. She asked her mother’s opinion. It brought the confusion to her for the right suggestion to Rani’s career.
Monica Pradhan told us the stories with a lightly and funny way. The stories also told us about the dealing with cancer things, preparing the nice Indian dishes, mixed nation weddings (when Indian married non-Indians) and sensing the ancient Indian Cultural in their western 'USA' lifestyle . Even I don’t like to classify about the reading materials, I could say that she was not too hardly like Jumpha Lahiri, and not too chicky like Kavita Dashwani. The book could entertain us all in so many ways..
So, between east and west, does mom really know the best?
Sometimes they could take the wrong choices for us.. but I’m sure they are always trying to love us in the best way they can do..
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