What do you do? by Sonali Khusal SignUp
Boloji.com
Boloji
Home Kabir Poetry Blogs BoloKids Writers Contribute Search Contact Site Map Advertise RSS Login Register
Boloji
Channels

In Focus

Analysis
Cartoons
Education
Environment
Going Inner
Opinion
Photo Essays

Columns

A Bystander's Diary
Business
My Word
PlainSpeak
Random Thoughts

Our Heritage

Architecture
Astrology
Ayurveda
Buddhism
Cinema
Culture
Dances
Festivals
Hinduism
History
People
Places
Sikhism
Spirituality
Vastu
Vithika

Society & Lifestyle

Family Matters
Health
Parenting
Perspective
Recipes
Society
Teens
Women

Creative Writings

Book Reviews
Ghalib's Corner
Humor
Individuality
Literary Shelf
Love Letters
Memoirs
Musings
Quotes
Ramblings
Stories
Travelogues
Workshop

Computing

CC++
Computing Articles
Flash
Internet Security
Java
Linux
Networking
Family Matters Share This Page
What do you do?
by Sonali Khusal Bookmark and Share
 

"What do you do?" is a question I am often asked. 

My response is "I am a Mom and a wife." 

I once told someone I was a domestic engineer and they asked what that was. I said, "I cook, clean, serve, help, do laundry, read nursery rhymes, comb hair, distribute money, taxi kids everywhere, shop, give baths, discipline and anything else that makes the house a home." 

The response I received was nothing short of ingratitude.....he says "oh, ok." I laughed and said "The pay is nothing but the benefits and rewards far outweigh any pay check." His response "You're not supposed to get paid for that stuff anyway." 

After pondering this for a while I decided I do get paid for it, but not with the green stuff. My paycheck consists of hugs, kisses, smiles, thank you Mommy, I love you's, free back rubs from an 8 year old and on those really, really wonderful days when I get that extra special bonus check, I will get a free hair styling, a makeover, fingernails and toenails painted, all served with microwave popcorn and a soda....done by three little people and their leader called Daddy.

Or how about the days when they makeup a play, practice all morning and call it "Telling the truth", then they act just like me and Daddy. Or when I am not feeling well and they tell me "Mommy, its ok, you just rest....we will eat toast bread for dinner and we will make some for you and daddy too!" All served on a lovely paper plate with great joy, excitement and a feeling of "wow! I helped my Mommy today". 

Where else in this world are you going to get service and attitude like that??? Those are the priceless paychecks and guess what else? You don't even have to pay taxes on them!!! 

7-Sep-2000
More by :  Sonali Khusal
 
Views: 1044
Share This Page
Post a Comment
Bookmark and Share
Name*
Email ID*  (will not be published)
Comment
Verification Code*
I7Q92
Please fill the above code for verification.

    

 
 
Top | Family Matters



Solitude and other poems by Rajender Krishan
 


    A Bystander's Diary     Analysis     Architecture     Astrology     Ayurveda     Book Reviews
    Buddhism     Business     Cartoons     CC++     Cinema     Computing Articles
    Culture     Dances     Education     Environment     Family Matters     Festivals
    Flash     Ghalib's Corner     Going Inner     Health     Hinduism     History
    Humor     Individuality     Internet Security     Java     Linux     Literary Shelf
    Love Letters     Memoirs     Musings     My Word     Networking     Opinion
    Parenting     People     Perspective     Photo Essays     Places     PlainSpeak
    Quotes     Ramblings     Random Thoughts     Recipes     Sikhism     Society
    Spirituality     Stories     Teens     Travelogues     Vastu     Vithika
    Women     Workshop
RSS Feed RSS Feed Home | Privacy Policy | Disclaimer | Site Map
No part of this Internet site may be reproduced without prior written permission of the copyright holder.
Developed and Programmed by ekant solutions