! ! Parents (Like, Who Needs Them?)

In the staff room after Parents’ Day we used to shake our prematurely gray heads and contemplate the Zen-ness of our well-worn truism: ‘Parents are the least suitable people to have children’… EMForster said, we begin by loving our parents; later we judge them; rarely if ever, do we forgive them.. The other day, some pseudo-quiz for exposure-hungry celebs asked, what is the most disliked thing about parents? and the pollsters did their thing and found it was, their taste in music.. I guess that tells you something about the depth of culture though I suspect many teenagers really think, it’s the gross, unspeakable way that they go on having sex after we’re born… however, this alleged poem is getting way off track from its solemn message which might, just might, be India’s greatest if unproveable gift to the West and all who whinge about their parents and what they did and didn’t do for us…: karma: that the way you lived your previous life fixed it via the absolute computer that you were born in the most propitious time and place and parentage to continue the journey of your soul on its way to the bliss of freedom from all worldly attachments such as, e.g. parents; older siblings; and the rest you’ll have to fill in for yourself remembering of course in your compassion that it was karma for your long-suffering parents too; you were their justice; and they, yours..