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Best of our conversations comes out mostly when I am driving with Tim, it's either on ferrying him to classes or picking him from school or going to parties. So this was about a month back while on way to drums class and then way back: Drive to class:  So mumma in me preaching about how Tim can excel in things he is learning by doing them with full concentration and focus. Me : So Ishaan ( name I call when we have a grown up talk), I think if you focus and try to be fully in the moment you can get much more out of different things you do ..be it soccer, drums, robotics or even playing.  Tim ( little annoyed ) : I know mumma, but  " I am doing the best I can" Me ( displaying customary parental " we know it a''" tone) : Yes Ishaan, but you know we never reach our best. Our best is always yet to come and more we try and put in effort we amaze ourselves by how we can keep outdoing our best. Tim : Hmmmm... ok ok Drive back from class:

It seemed she could never meet her standards. The high levels that always seemed so far fetched. To outside world she was great, an independent thinker, an achiever, value creator. But to her own self she was so ungenerous, stingy and demanding. One day standing facing the mirror, her inner girl demanded an explanation. An explanation for missed appreciations, an explanation for unexplained coldness. And she had no words to say in her defense, for once and all she felt ashamed.Ashamed of having failed to please her own soul, ashamed of depriving her of all the love. She looked into her eyes and made a promise! A promise to give her the due credit she deserved, a promise to nurture and celebrate her and make her feel proud. Since then, they have been  Best Friends !