The Surrender Key

I was neck deep into my laptop. Had a deadline to meet. The two year old appeared. Crawled into my lap and snatched my palms into her tiny hands. Gave me an ear to ear grin, said in a pleading tone “Maam.. tigger dekhna hai mujhe.. blue tigger..”. Thought for a while and rephrased “no..no.. elephantta.. green elephantta”.

The Surrender Key by Amrita Thavrani

The very important mail slipped silently into the draft stage awaiting its turn when kid would go back to sleep and new tab on browser started opening with Google images of blue tiger, green elephants, pink frogs, purple lions…

I surrendered that moment to her wish. Many times before, several times after.

“To surrender” is a ritual we parents practice every moment. Its a sly art that we master along our journey to parenthood. Surrender is that bargain that instantly puts us on winning mode. Had I not surrendered to those absurd color animals I would not never seen those twinkling eyes. I would not have felt winner without winning.

We parents have an instinct to see the silver lining much before we surrender. We define new terms and phrases as we keep surrendering.

When I can’t further deal with the mess my overactive kid keeps producing, I surrender saying “A mess today is a memory tomorrow”.
With crayons, stacking rings, plastic alphabets and building blocks doing rounds in the house, I am left with no choice but to enjoy it. I redefine happiness, using that same mess. I freeze the mess in a frame and add a caption that “Happiness comes in many colors, mostly vibrant. Its messy in nature and smells like baby powder”.

Happiness comes in many colors!

Surrender adds dimension. Many people also call it creativity.
Surrender brings leisure. Many people mistake it for laziness.

How much to surrender is the tricky bit, but the more you surrender for harmless moments, better you are prepared to bargain for the big show. Keep giving many small measures and your kid will surprise you surrendering to your bigger bet. These moments of surrendering will concrete the trust, building hope.

We surrender out of compulsion, choice or for a change. But whenever we surrender, it is our decision. Hence the strength.

So often, mother surrenders to herself. Just the moment before reaching the breaking point, surrender allows us to confide. A warm, protective shelter much like mother’s womb. Surrender makes us stronger. Every mother knows that trick.

We surrender our priorities, routine, sleep, diet and even foul words. Last being the most toughest. Surrender is that shaker that gives a nice shake to the things that once mattered, bringing a new blend of things that brings happiness. Sometimes you have to add chocolate toppings, though.

We surrender our past, as present demands that. We surrender our present, as future keeps calling. We surrender like we are born to do so. We wear it on our sleeves, we tie it like bandana, sometimes we flaunt it like the new silk skirt.

Wrap surrender the way you wish, it will certainly bring the warmth back.

Amrita Thavrani is a mother to a two year old daughter. She writes children stories atย thestoryhook.blogspot.com. Say hello to her while strolling at the tweet streetย @TheSeeSawMother.

  • we sure DO surrender Amrita, and just like you I live it everyday. A warm, heartfelt post! Congrats

  • Nice post Amrita. Surrender is also a mother’s instinct which helps us to create a beautiful bond with our kids. I have often found that surrendering to the moment leads to everlasting memories. Love to your daughter.

    • Yes, we all live that art of surrendering. Thanks Swapna.

  • Surrender sucks Amrita – but is inevitable.

    P. S. hyderabad misses a crazy girl :-).

    Regards,

    • How dare you say that Vicky ๐Ÿ™‚ .. and Yes, I miss Hyderabad too. Especially the chatty sessions over strong coffee with less sugar ๐Ÿ™‚

  • What a lovely way to put it ๐Ÿ™‚ “…its messy in nature and smells like baby powder” !

  • Loved those line truly…..’smells like a baby powder’!!

    Ohh yess, agree with you completely on the ‘surrender’ part…I am not sure, but kids have got a magical stick in their hands which make us do so! Nice post ๐Ÿ™‚

    • All kids are fairy. Magic stick is their accessory ๐Ÿ™‚

  • I think this one’s a tribute to each parent out there. Beautiful post Amrita!

  • This is such a sweet post, Amrita! Agree completely, a mess today is a memory tomorrowโ€ and a wonderful and beautiful memory at that! ๐Ÿ™‚

  • โ€œHappiness comes in many colors, mostly vibrant. Its messy in nature and smells like baby powderโ€ ~ I loved this Amrita:)

  • A very warm write-up. Enjoyed reading it and emotionally hit as well that our parents surrender so much for us every day. Can we really pay them back ever?

    • I think we payback by surrendering for our kids. Its a cycle, ain’t it ?

  • This so reminds me of the quote, “Excuse the mess, our children are busy making memories!” Wonderful post capturing that sentiment!

  • Very well written post. Surrender ! We must not surrender to ‘SURRENDER’.
    ‘We surrender our the past as the present demads us. ‘ Beautiful. words

  • Sudipto Desmukh

    Brilliant Read !