Life lessons

My Role Model

The current entry is something of a post-script to my previous one.

When I was a teenager, I don’t think I had any female role-models in terms of women who were successful in the world in the media’s eyes. Yes, I looked up to Enid Blyton and Agatha Christie, but they were way before my time. As for J. K. Rowling, she didn’t come till much later. Instead, I looked up to Adam Gilchrist and Steve Waugh and admired their grit and determination and honesty in times of strife.

However, there is one woman I always did view as my role-model.

She probably will never make on a list of the 100 women that have changed the world. She may not be considered as the top 10 most influential women in the world. Nor is she likely to be recognised on the streets by every Tom, Dick or Harry.

This woman, my role-model, has been a homemaker most of her life, catering to the needs of her family. She had to give up what she wanted to study to comply with parental wishes. She later had to give up her educational pursuits when her family underwent financial strife and a choice had to be made. After having an arranged marriage, she gave birth to two daughters — one four years after her marriage, and the other 5 years following that.

She tried to make her daughters’ life comfortable. She was there to see them off to school and there when they got back. She instilled important values such as honesty and respect and friendship. She helped them with their studies. She egged her daughters to achieve the very best. Most importantly, she stressed the significance of education since she knew first-hand that the lack of one limited your choices. She always made her daughters believe they could achieve anything if they tried hard enough and put their minds to it. She encouraged them to strive for great things and supported their decisions in terms of their career paths. She sacrificed a great deal for her family. While she had her regrets, she tried teaching her daughters to learn from that.

She is my mum.

My mum has been a great inspiration and it’s because of her, I am in Australia today.

Thanks to her, I have always strived to be independent.

Thanks to her, I have not given up.

Thanks to her, I am where I am.

Thanks to her (and dad), I am who I am today.

You Might Also Like

  • Smita
    19 November 2008 at 3:55 am



    Lovely post…Moms are the best role models we can have. They make us and move in background…

    We are what we are because of our parents and we forget to thank them….

    Hope u have shown this to ur mom 🙂

  • Psych Babbler
    19 November 2008 at 6:34 am

    No, I haven’t yet shown her this one. Maybe keep it for a day when she’s real mad at me for something… 😛

  • Orhan Kahn
    19 November 2008 at 8:45 am

    Your mother sounds like a truly inspirational woman.

  • Psych Babbler
    20 November 2008 at 9:59 am

    Orhan, thanks. 🙂 Another thing she ‘handed down’ to me was her general anxiety as well! 😛

  • Raahi
    22 November 2008 at 5:57 pm

    You must show this to Sushila Aunty! She’ll be over the moon!

  • Psych Babbler
    22 November 2008 at 10:53 pm

    Raahi, yeah, I don’t think she knows that she has been inspirational to me. But maybe, just maybe, I should save this for a better day…