Watching you, learning from you.

Packing a batch of muffins in a circular pan for a friend, I sat down with my lunch. The TV was on and playing Watching You by Rodney Atkins. I have always loved that song. I paused watching the entire song before I turned my attention to the plate again.

In its own sweet way, the song talks of how much influence parents have over children be it swearing or praying. As I watched the little boy watch his dad with stars in his eyes.

It led me into a nostalgia laced reverie. Of all the times I watched my dad and wanted to be so like him. Right from the way he would engage a group of people in conversation or bend down over the broken motor wrench in hand and grease on his palms. Or the way he would have a cheery greeting for every one starting with the security and all the way to his desk at work.

A decade back, sitting in a small room across from a well dressed gentleman interviewing me for a job I hardly paused when asked “Who is one person you look up to and why? It could be any personality past or present.” I replied with pride. “My dad.” I then went on to explain why I thought his hardworking and genial nature had a big part to play in how I shaped up. I wanted to imbibe his genuine warmth for people and a love for anything he put his heart to.

Watching this video brought back tons of memories and reinforced my belief in the amount of influence family has on impressionable minds. So, what do you think?

6 comments

  1. I agree! The impression left on us by our parents and others (when we are young) goes a long, long way into shaping who we become. As a mother now,… this is always on my mind. However, we are human and there are times we, as parents, are bound to make mistakes too – which also leaves impressions on the little ones. I guess, it is all part and parcel of life πŸ™‚ .

  2. To me, it is my mother through and through. I am what I am because of her and the way she egged me on to do anything, face whatever! She is the woman who had fallen off my bike; despite others telling her not to sit behind me again…she did saying if I don’t trust her now; she would lose confidence in herself!!
    Even now when she is bedridden and can hardly do anything on her own, she is there to support me completely through my tough times! Thank you amma!

  3. The answer to that question back then was Sachin Tendulkar – no kidding πŸ™‚ I think even today I admire him for many reasons – fame, money at a very young age can wreak havoc in lesser mortals. That said, I think all of us want to emulate our parents in many ways – they are the adults we grow up watching and they are the adults we want to be when we are all grown up – retaining a part of them within us in many small and big ways.

  4. I never thought that I was influence by my mother until after my marriage. My mother has the habbit of accounting her spending, she will tally each and every paisa. I’m not kidding, it’s for real. She will be pulling her hair if 25 paisa does not tally. I used to think that it was so silly, and sometimes also get irritated when she expects the same from me. She used to give me Rs.25 to Rs.50 as emergency money (not pocket money) I had to account for each and every paisa I spend. This really irritated me a lot. I used to think that once I go to work or later, I should be able to spend as much as I want without any questions from anybody. But I couldn’t spend even after taking a job.

    But to my surprise after my marriage, I don’t know how come I changed, I can’t go to sleep without writing that day’s expenses. Now I’m questioning my husband, what he has spent and why he spent unecessarily. I got a cash register and started tracking the expenses, later I found it very time consuming, so I asked my husband to write a software to make it easy.

    So parents do influence us with or without our/their knowledge. I keep saying this to my husband also, because my son picks up everything he does, good and bad. So I have a lot of disciplining to do, not my son, but my HUSBAND.

  5. @Spillay: True! Definitely a part of life. Only as I grow older I realize how much of my mom and dad is part of me.
    @Apar: Loved reading your comment. Maa ki Jai! for sure.
    @Akay: I remember your answer too. πŸ™‚
    @Madhuram: LOL πŸ™‚ Had fun reading your response. Now that I can put faces to names, it makes for more interesting reading. Absolutely with you on what you say.

  6. as long as one remembers to not put ‘role models’ on a pedestal, one is safe i think, i did – a long time ago and was sourly disappointed.

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