Indian Mother

The concept of Indian mother has changed so drastically over the years that it sometimes pricks the eye. There was an age, not too long ago, when Indian mother,wrapped in layers of her sari, was confined to kitchen. Full of love and totally devoted to daily needs of her children and other family members, she had no life of her own. Her wheatish complexion turned bronze due to constant contact with cooking fire, her large empathetic eyes, forehead adorned with big red sun like bindi and wrists full of bangles although did not provide her with any individuality but her anchor like strength kept the entire family ashore.
Then came the age of college educated mothers, mom like yours and mine. Modern indian woman, adapting changes in society, more concenscious about child rearing, able to handle pressure of modern education of kids, managing finances, cooking healthy meals, behaving like a supermom; still able to take out some time for her beauty and entertainment regime.
Although there have been many stages of evolution of motherhood some of the recent moms that I have seen are beyond any of the mom rules. I recently happened to see one such mom at the Airport. Dressed in a very short and tight outfit, loose uncontrollable hair, constantly on mobile, her two year old cute daughter invariably a burden on her disturbing her phone calls and intermittent tossing of loose locks stylishly. Each time the child tried to draw attention she would threaten her daughter with serious consequences including deserting her at the crowded airport. The child would just obstinately sit on the floor raising her arms towards the mother saying beseechingly - No mamma no, but it was beyond mom's capability to pick her up or bend down to console her because of the extra short dress! The child's forlorn eyes clearly indicated the insecurity seeping in her innocent mind. The desolate expression on her little face made my heart sink!
In this age of intellect over instinct each job requires specialised training. So,
should there be a specialised training for these very busy, professional moms about raising kids? Deeply engrossed in the thought I boarded my flight...