“I feel like I’m in Jail,” mutters my daughter. She can’t even grumble aloud, because even that is forbidden during jail-sentence. I’m taken aback and offended, when I am told this by someone who overhears her and makes it a point to tell me. Jail? My kids? I’m the happy mother taking them out, working out with them, studying with them, eating with them, reading with them… am I not? “Let’s go, time for Yoga…” “Ok guys, reading time!” “What have they done in school today? Open your books and show me!” or “You have exactly 30 mins for lunch after that ….” Time to pray, time to read, time to play, time to get to school, bed-time, play-time, exercise-time, wake-up time… it is something-or-the- other-time. And my kids do not go for tuitions. In this age where I see almost 90% of my children’s classmates go for some tuition
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