I protest... As a mother of just sons

I have a protest to lodge, just not clear whom  should I approach. We have all kind of special days - mother's, father's, grandparents', daughter's, friends... But we completely missed out son's day. There is no special day to celebrate sons. 

Aren't they special? Or are we so much into daughter appeasement that we don't want to acknowledge being happy about having sons. Somehow, all the posts that we see on social media is about how special a daughter is, that sons have taken an exit from being even appreciated. I am daughter myself, at times I feel bad about my brother., because if you go by these posts, you feel only daughters care about parents, sons are pathetic souls having no emotions. So what if both are raised by same set of parents with same values. Something isn't right with this mindset, atleast not for me. 

By the way, daughter appeasement means we dealt with female child as secondary and now to overcome the centuries worth of guilt, we have started the trend of  appreciating the girl child to an extend  of feeling guilt if we express happiness of being mother of a boy child. I mean a child is a child and a mother's love is simply natural. So why is appreciating a girl child a trend and socially acceptable behaviour and celebrating a male child a sign of backwardness and looked down upon. 

I am mother of two, sons and love them to moon and back. To hell with any norm that makes me feel guilty of being a proud and happy mother of wonderful kids. 

P. S - I don't have high regards for any such days, coz relations are a part of everyday life and need to be celebrated everyday. It's just that this is also a bias. 

Thank you dear student… for my awaited dose of appreciation

 The day was full of people showing their appreciation , gratitude and love for their teachers. From our mothers to teachers to lecturers to colleagues and at times every person we meet teaches us something. My post isn’t about my appreciation for the teachers who have shaped me, I think if I become a good human being it will be a sign of my gratitude, I hope I make them proud. 

This is about a student I taught years ago, before my first kid was born, just for a few months. Then I had to leave for personal reasons, however on teacher’s day years back, this girl who had my number, sent me wishes. In between running through NICU as my son was there, the message brought a smile on my face. Somehow this girl , Ajinder, I won’t disclose much more than name, hasn’t lost my number and each year without fail I get her message. Each year that I haven’t taught, she reminds me the love of a student for the teachers and makes me proud of being one. Now, I am not consistent in sending my wishes, but this student of mine each year makes me feel that either I made a big impression on her or maybe the school teaches her this or maybe it’s her parents who have instilled these values in her. So to you Ajinder and to the person who encourages this small act of yours thank you. You make my year with your message, so much so, that it has become a yearly ritual for await your message.

Thank you for the lovely appreciation message I get from you every year, they have become a part of my yearly dose of positivity. God bless you and give you the best of the world.