Shall I give birth? The fox is around…..


Creativity is there in every kid. The expression of creativity may be different. Creativity promotes social and emotional development, and fosters success. Creative experiences help children express and cope with their feelings. By exposing children to creative experiences, one can give them the gift of a rich and memorable childhood.

Today in Kids Corner, we are featuring Nithin B.T. Nithin is 8 years old. He studies in class 2 at Vibgyor High, Marathahalli. In Nithin’s imagination, confusion is expressed through the hen. Talking to the little artist, we got to know why the hen might be confused. Why is she wondering if she should give birth? Because there is a fox somewhere who might eat up the chick.

We all get confused at times. Adults and kids alike. It is amazing to see confusion taking the form of a hen in the imagination of an eight year old. The creativity, the expression, and imagination makes one marvel.

And don’t miss the branding and trademarks that the young artist created for himself on the top of the picture!!!

Not a rupee extra!!! That’s my hard earned money



I and my friends used to walk back home from school. Our school was 1 km away from my house. There were cycle rickshaws available for transport those days. And kids from 5th standard onwards were considered safe to ride those alone. My ma used to give me a 2 rupee coin daily (yes, that’s the eighties for you :) ). And suggest me to take a rickshaw in case I felt too tired to walk back. Once she mentioned I need the walking practice so that I could adjust to all situations/hardships in future. I saved that money for 5 years. I got my first camera with my savings. I still remember the excitement! And I still have that historic battery operated  camera, somewhere in my attic!

Last year, I wanted to teach the same lesson to our kid. I and my husband felt the need to teach her the value of money. She had got into the habit of asking for a lot of things on her junk food day, or on a shopping trip. I and my husband once called her, and suggested that she should get involved in some household chores. She promptly agreed to water the plants on our balcony. We decided upon a monthly pocket-money for her, provided she was consistent with her chores. She has been adhering to her job well for the last one year and few months. Interestingly, she also started observing the price tags before requesting to buy stuff. And, she volunteered to help on a couple of occasions when we ran out of cash at home!

The other day, after having a lunch outing, she requested me to buy her donuts. On my refusal, she suggested to buy with her money. And requested me to lend her some. I promptly agreed and gave her Rs. 500. She bought her donuts and returned me the change. The price for two donuts was Rs 149. After reaching home, I asked my daughter to return me Rs. 150. And guess what, she was firm that she would return me only 149, not anything extra! I mentioned that one needs to pay interest while burrowing money. And she refused! No mommy, that’s my “HARD EARNED” money. You should not take extra from your kiddo. :)

I felt happy. I was remembering my first camera……have to take that out from my store one day. It is about time that I shared the story of my savings with her…..


Decision fatigue: Mommy, may I please?

yes, no, maybe

My 11 years old daughter enjoys her day outing once a month. We plan different activities with her on that day. The activities vary from farm visits to long drives; shopping time to visits to museums etc. Yesterday, I took her to colorothon; an event where one could “draw one’s imagination”. The speciality of the event was that people of any age could participate. There was no time limit. The event was organized at a stadium with ample sitting arrangement. I and my daughter both got paper sheets, and registration forms from the organizers. We were very comfortable there.

Once we settled down, the first question from my daughter was ” My drawing board is small compared to the paper, what do I do?” Its Ok, you can leave the board…I placed a newspaper on the cemented floor and asked her to start her painting. “What shall I paint?” was her second question…Oh! the organizers must have given a topic I thought….”Shall I use the pencil or pen to fill in the form” was her third question. “Mommy may I please get an icecream?” was her fourth question…And the question list kept  adding up. And finally I was in a state of “Decision fatigue”… sure my daughter was facing the same!

Decision fatigue happens to all of us. If we have a particularly decision-heavy day at work, then we come home feeling drained. We might want to go to the gym and workout, but our brain would rather default to the easy decision: sit on the couch and relax. The same happens to our kids too.When we give them too many choices, they get confused.  It is better to give them few options and eliminate the stress of  making too many decisions. We can try this in planning their meals, dresses to wear for outings, shopping options, sleep time etc. We need to make them learn ways to simplify their life. We need to orient them towards saving brain energy to achieve their goals in life.

As I was making my daughter comforable with her choices, I thought of an article that I read in the morning. It was about Mark Zuckerberg and his wardrobe. How smartly he handles his wardrobe to avoid decision fatigue :) …..Also reminded me of the President of America. When Barack Obama was moving into The White House, he told his kitchen staff, “Don’t ever ask me what I want to eat. I want to save my decision making energy for more important matters.”




I want only one birthday party!


Few years back, I and my husband were planning the birthday celebration of our 5 year old daughter. We decided to have two separate celebrations; one with our friends and family, and the other with only her regular playmates. As the birthday was nearing, we were excited but our daughter seemed to be little withdrawn. We were very confused and decided to talk to her. After few attempts at discussion, we were surprised to learn the reason for her sadness. She mentioned “I want only one birthday party! I would grow up by two years  if I have two parties. And if I become that old, my friends would refuse to play with me. Also, I would require to go to a new class with older kids!” A new class? Two years older??? Oh! baby we love you. We would not want that. You can have only one birthday party. And then there was smile in her face. She started helping me to prepare the list of invitees. 

Kids have a wonderful imagination. This makes them innocent. Their innocence is genuine and very real. Experiencing that as a parent makes one feel blessed. 








I won’t drink milk: The cows have yellow disease


Kids are naturally curious. They have an in-built eagerness to explore, discover and figure things out.  This sometimes lead to very interesting scenarios. One fondly remembers such childhood stories.

On a recent trip to Mysore, we were surprised to notice cows around the streets stained in yellow. They were feeding on cooked rice, and turmeric offered by the people. On inquiring, our friend accompanying us mentioned that there is a ritual where cows are bathed in turmeric water during the Sankranti festival. Sensing our excitement, our friend shared one of his childhood story about milk. It seems he had refused to drink milk from yellow cows. The reason was a child he thought those cows were suffering from “itching disease”. Why did he think so? It seems as a child he had suffered from some skin eruptions, and his mother used to apply a paste of turmeric to soothe the pain. His experience made him associate “yellow”, “turmeric” with “disease”.

I was wondering how creative the mind of a child is!  As children we all had a natural curiosity, and creativity. As we grow into adulthood, this takes a back seat! Why do we let the child in us die?


When you thought I wasn’t looking


Original Poem by: Mary Rita Schike Korzan

Adapted by: Suchismita Sahu, Medico and Blogger

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you feed a stray dog
        And I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you bake my favorite cake for me
        And I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I heard you say a prayer
        And I knew that there is a God I could always talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick
        And I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing
        And I learned that those who have something should give to those who don’t.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it
        And I learned we have to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn’t looking,I saw you plant saplings
        And I learned we have to take care of Mother Nature like she takes care of us.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn’t feel good
        And I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw tears come from your eyes
        And I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it’s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw that you cared
        And I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I learned most of life’s lessons
        That I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I looked at you
        And wanted to say, ‘Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn’t’


Original Poem by: Mary Rita Schike Korzan

Adapted by: Suchismita Sahu, Medico and Blogger

From the diary of an overprotective parent

Few days back we decided to walk down to the nearby mall for shopping instead of driving. As we stepped out of the apartment complex, we had to cross two roads with nonstop traffic. We realized that our daughters were uncomfortable and were too afraid to walk on roads. This incident made us realize that we are over protective parents. We all protect them from the world outside without realizing that we are spoiling them.
It is always better that a child learns through his or her own actions. It is only possible if we let them learn it the hard way. Last week, in my dance school, a girl was not ready to wear a jacket when her mother came to pick her after the class. Instead of getting in to argument with the child, her mother told her to go out in cold without jacket. I asked her, “It’s really cold outside. She can get sick.” She replied, “I know it’s cold but as she is not ready to listen, I want her to learn the lesson the hard way.” Her answer made me question myself if we are protecting our kids so much that they are becoming vulnerable.
There were so many things which we used to do as kids and now we can’t imagine our kids doing it. Sometimes, I myself stop them from trying new things from the fear of fall or fear of getting hurt. My husband finds it easier to let go and reminds me to remember times when we used to play cricket on roads, fly kites standing on terrace, or run around unguarded. I remember how we used to walk down to school on our own or with siblings, ride our bicycles around town. or visit friends on our own. Of course, we had rules like coming back on time, no going to a stranger’s house etc. But they never watched us like helicopter parents. They gave us full freedom to go out and explore.
I’m aware that I get nervous easily but I am trying really hard not to let it limit my kids. I try not to make them fearful! I can understand that childhood has changed. Things like increased number of cars on the roads or perverts in the park have made us fearful. But let’s try to give them little more freedom. Let’s all go back to our childhood and the liberties we had and allow our kids to become more imaginative, creative and little explorers.
It is rightly said “It is not what you do for your children, but what you have taught them to do it for themselves, that will make them successful human beings.”

Deepa Gandhi, Dietician, Choreographer, Blogger, Mother



Food as fuel?

Few days back, I had a discussion with the Principal of a renowned international school regarding eating habits in kids. It seems a young kid had severe stomach upset at school. On enquiring about his breakfast, it was found out that he had frozen parantha in the morning. After talking to parents, it was obvious that those were purchased few weeks back, and the family failed to check the expiry date.

Our diets have changed drastically. The food that we eat today are over processed, sugar-filled, and chemical-laden. Due to juggling busy schedules, parents look for easy meal options in terms of convenience of preparation. Also, we are victims of multimedia advertising in food sector. The overall outcome is the replacement of healthy nutritious food by fast, frozen, and fatty food. Under the above circumstances, it is challenging for parents to bring up disease free children.

I remember when we were small, we never had so much choice and we happily ate whatever our mom cooked. The family used to get fresh groceries daily, refrigerator was a luxury! There were no radiation hazard issues with the traditional cooking style. Kids had the joy of plucking fresh fruits, and vegetables from the kitchen garden. They never needed to worry about their basal metabolic rate (BMI), increased quantity of glucose in blood, or bad tooth cavities.

Dear Parents, you are the role models for your kids. I am sure you have taken some steps to raise your kid appropriately in this changing society. What steps have you taken to ensure healthy eating habit in your?