Milind is my friend’s son who has grown up in the first world. His mother Sapna wants him to experience the different shades of India. Milind agrees and takes an internship in a social organisation.
As a result, the mother-son duo land in a beautiful green coastal small town by the Bay of Bengal. While it is charming, but Milind is now terrified as his mother will leave and he will be left to survive in a place that is opposite of anything he imagines as a comfort zone. From language, food and payment issues to electricity, mattress quality, transport and social life, everything on earth, seems difficult to manage, for him.
Sapna is also concerned but there seems to be something larger than logic that propels her to let her son go ahead. She takes in his forlorn face, steels her tender mother’s heart and drives away in the taxi. Later, she calls me and we talk about how Milind is nervous.
I think about myself today. Of all the small and big things that make me nervous, some are mundane everyday matters but I have to train my body to cope with such situations. And in sensing that gap, fear, nervousness and procrastination, I have to become a new version of myself to deal with it.
It could be a simple completely benign matter of a meeting with my own staff for the maintenance of my small farm, yet, there is nervousness that I may not be present enough or others may do something inappropriately etc. Old beliefs lock me in mediocrity while old patterns of nervousness, that I .