I have had a working mum from the time life started making sense to me. In fact, she started working long before she got married and continued working all her life till her retirement. As a result, from childhood I had the belief that being a working woman is something as normal as eating food on a daily basis.
I grew up, went to a professional college, started working, got married and continued working. It was a smooth transition and I was glad that my professional life was following the normal, natural course that I had always imagined. When thoughts of becoming a parent started painting my dreams, I had thought about countless issues but my work-life seemed to be the one area I never had second thoughts about.
I was clear that like everyone else I too shall work till full-term, go for a maternity leave and get back to work like all working mums do. Looking back, I think I had somehow started taking the dream of a smooth & settled professional life for granted. That’s when life decided to pull the reins and show me the other side of the story.
There is something very impressive about life. I love the way it decides to show the unknown avenues to familiarize us with the way millions of people lead their lives in ways we had never imagined. Something similar happened with me.
Days rolled on and my perception of having a baby is just a matter of planning was seen flying out of the window, in the time it took me to fall pregnant again (after the miscarriage). Eventually when I was pregnant, the doctor
commanded advised strict bed rest, requiring me to resign from my job against the planned maternity leave.
Time moved on and I became a mother. Even before I could let the joy of becoming a mother dawn over me, came the period of crisis with a divorce looming over my life, a fractured right hand and an infant to take care of. Getting back to the workforce was the last thing on my mind in the given circumstances.
Days changed to months and over a year later when the dust of the storm that literally blew me off my roots and security of a sound professional life settled, I began my search for work. A place that would reinstate my lost self-confidence and financial independence.
Like always, there is no shortage of work, but the places I wanted to join had candidates with powerful recommendations. The opportunities I was offered demanded me to work till late in the evening for a meager sum. While others indulged in unethical practices.
Something or the other has been constantly stopping me from getting back to work. A lot has changed in me in the course of the difficult times. I still stand by the belief, that each stumbling block was/is laid to teach us an important lesson. A lesson which might not get noticed or be useful on the spot, but will someday fit seamlessly in the maze of life to gift us a solution we never knew existed.
While I am working on planning my future in countless ways, there are moments when I stop and wonder why couldn’t anything in my life ever be normal. Be it my personal, professional or married life, all of it seems to have been cursed with hardships and endless wait.
I am still living in hope that someday these dark thoughts and trying times will make way to a normal life for me. Someday!
The song on my mind: Na jane kyon ~ Chhoti si baat