Why should a person be punished if he or she doesn’t understand or accept his mistakes? Obviously he/she will continue with the same punished behavior behind our back.

I am trying to watch it in a broader sense, say like starting from parents punishing kids to the punishments by the court. In all cases, if one cannot understand his/her mistake, won’t it be repeated?

May be kids won’t do it in their parents presence. But definitely they will do in their parent’s absence. These punishments are just making them a little bit polite, but not moral. They may appear disciplined for a while, but not forever if they don’t understand the wrongs in their side.

Reminds me of this Malayalam song sung by Vineeth Sreenivasan in the movie Oru Vadakkan Selfie “Enne thallendammava njan nannavoola. Mandeel adiyum vare njan nannavoola” [Meaning “No need to beat me uncle, I won’t change good”]

No one would change actually if he/she is not convinced on the mistakes. Simply they may try to avoid the home of punishments. Whenever the situation changes in their favor or if they are not watched, the real nature will be exposed.

And moreover the thought ‘I am being watched’ can actually damage one’s peace, cause stress and ultimately lead to unavoidable crises.

Another point dancing in front of me right now is “If one accepts and feels guilty of his mistakes, should he/she be really punished again?” He already had the punishment of guilty feeling, so why again?

So aren’t these punishments bad weapons? Still why is it being used everywhere?

Or are these punishments showcased as a threat to the future criminals to make them beware of the consequences?

This being a world of ‘add-ons’ I feel some add-ons are required with the current punishments strategy too where in some views must be put before punishing straightaway so as to make them aware of the actual mistakes.

Otherwise what’s the use “If a criminal never regrets on what he has done”? Or otherwise either he must have some solid reasons behind the crime or he must be psychic as posted in Crime is a crime. But who cares his feeling while punishing him straightaway?

version 1:

Son   : Mom, why are you never getting tired ?

Mom : How can I, when you are my first priority?

 

version 2:

Son   : Mom, why are you never getting tired ?

Mom :  I don’t mind being tired when you are there all around me.

Statistics reveals that mother is the primary care giver for more than four out of five children in a single parent family.

And why not father?

Of course biological aspects are there advantageous to a mother. But above to that why cant father create that intimacy with their kids..? (of course there are, I know. But my point is considering the total percent). 

What’s the mind block with those fathers who fail to grow up their children in a  single parent family..? Or is it all played by the law..? Or is it like he is incapable to grow his child alone..?

Learned something new today.

How will you ensure that you learned it properly?

Go and just explain it to a child

If you are able to make him/her understand on the new lessons, yes – you succeeded.

You learned it properly, if you could speak about the same in a kid’s language..

Otherwise do study more and more.

ശരത്കാലസന്ധ്യതന്‍ കുളിരിലിന്നെന്നമ്മ-

തന്നുദരത്തില്‍ വെട്ടം വിടരും നാളെയെ

പൂകുവാന്‍ ധ്യാനിച്ചു ഞാനുറങ്ങി.

കനിവിന്‍ നനവൂറുമായിരം നയനങ്ങ-

ളൊന്നൊന്നായ് മിന്നിമറഞ്ഞെന്‍

കനവിലും നിനവിലും.

നാളെയാ മിഴികളിന്‍ തലോടലിലെന്‍

ചുണ്ടില്‍ വിടരും മലരിന്‍ നറു-

മണമോ അവര്‍ക്കേറ്റം പ്രിയം

വിടരാന്‍ വെമ്പുമൊരാമ്പലിന്‍ മുകുളമായ്

വൈകാതെയണയും നിലാവിനെ

ധ്യാനിച്ചു വീണ്ടും ഞാനുറങ്ങി..

let me update this post with the translated version.

considering the request of my friends, I tried to translate this into English.

but I am understanding that it is really difficult to translate the emotions…I am sorry if I made it too bad 🙁 

Baby in it’s mother’s womb

Enjoying the cold evening, I slept

In my mother’s womb awaiting

To see the morning sun.

Thousands of sweetie sweetie eyes

Flashed one after another

In my Lovely dreams.

Is it the roses upon my lips,

Bloomed with their pats

Which they like the most.

Again I slept in my prayers as if

Like a bloom of water lily

Expecting to wake up soon.