Its a conversation that crops up at the oddest of places among strangers,family or friends and it generally goes like this: One kid only? By now Im resigned to the next,inevitable question,usually in a more disapproving tone. Why did you have just one? My answer sounds stale even to me. Because I couldnt have half a kid. And I remind myself that I really need to come up with some fresh lines.
Over the years Ive developed a vast repertoire of answers to annoying,personal questions. Especially about the only child thing since Im deathly bored by it. Im worried about Earths fast depleting resources is my current favourite. Or Im a China-o-phile,if such a term exists. Parents of twos feel incomplete unless theyve given you the lowdown on the benefits of providing your child with siblings.
Its usually well meant advice from genuinely puzzled people who cant fathom why,if not for monetary or health reasons,you would choose to have just one child. You have to shrug it off and remember human beings simply cant resist giving unsolicited advice. I check my irritation by marveling for the thousandth time what people who actually have alternate lifestyles are up against. Imagine the conversations and questions they have to endure over a lifetime. Youll regret it in your old age said one close friend recently,whos currently snowed under rearing two kids aged 3 and 5. At least Im enjoying my youth!
Hell have no one of his own when you die,is another line I hear very often. With longevity being what it is these days,I assure them Im around for some years yet. By which time hopefully,hell have learnt how to deal with loss. The funniest accusation is youre worried about your figure. Who isnt? But Im a lot more worried about precious leisure time that depletes steadily with every added responsibility.
Parenting is hugely fulfilling,no doubt,and sibling relationships are the only ones that can last from birth to death. Its very selfish not to give your child that experience,Ive been told. But there are so many other things that can be equally fulfilling. Like reading. Or writing and travelling. Im reminded of a very happy friend who doesnt even keep a potted plant because hell have to water it every day.
Though onlies are way more common now than when I was growing up,the stereotype of single children as spoilt or selfish endures,even thrives. In Hindi movies,the drunken rapist was always the bade baap ka eklauta aulad. Despite no scientific research that proves single kids are in anyway identifiable,the perception of the solitary misfit is impossible to shake off. In India,our thoughts havent evolved as fast as our economy and were trained to follow the same drill. And myths unfortunately die a slow death. Eventually in India too,like Sweden,families with one child will outnumber those with two. Till then,count to 10 before fending off opinions on what your familys size should be.
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