SOCCER MOMS

 

SOCCER MOMS


Aadi played football. Mir did too.

They needed to be in the football field at sometimes 5 in the morning and sometimes 5 in the evening. Harpreet would be there to drop her 10 year old Mir and I was obviously the designated driver to the son’s sporting activities.

As we sat watching our kids play football, a bond was formed between us. Ferrying the budding footballer did not seem to be a chore.After all, I would get a chance to catch up with the Sardarni.

Ms. Harpreet Chatha is everything I am not. Organised, meticulous and kind to a fault. She can ruffle up a lip smacking cake in a jiffy while even thinking of cooking is something which can cause palpitations in my heart. She can be trusted to be there if anyone needs her. She would always tell me,” Keep your trap shut ” while I kept harping ,” Express yourself.” I learnt from her the colour scheme of sofas,laces for dupattas and unconditional kindness and I have yet to learnt from her the "craft of presentation."

Aadi went to Bangalore. Mir is flying to Canada but the bond made in the stands of the football field continues even with our children having left the nest.

So, dear Harpreet ,our children were not the only common ground for us. We had a lot in common –mainly our differences and that has kept us going.



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