It is not easy to have control over repercussion, but how to handle it my son made me learnt that.

I have a ten-year-old son named Ravin said his mother Namrata. He gets irritated and aggressive very soon when he looks that all the things are not going right according to his mind. It was spring season. The sun was shining so bright that we can feel that the radiations were literally touching our skin. It was so hot. So, my son was getting ready to go to school. It was 7:00 a.m. in the morning when I along Ravin was standing at the bus stop waiting for the school bus to come. Ravin was in his deep thoughts. His thoughts generally put me into question the reality. They were astounding into bewildering me.

Coming back to reality from these mind-bobbling thoughts, he questioned me regarding one of his books. I answered him that probably I would have kept that book in his bag. He grabbed this “probable” word in his mind and that was sufficient enough to make him hostile. I could see it from his face turning red.

He bends down, I wasn’t aware of that what he is up to. The slippers were lying on the floor. He grabbed one of the slippers and threw at me. I was scandalised by his act. Fortunately, the slipper didn’t hit me and it passed into our neighbour’s house. After doing all this he went to the school. It was his absurd reaction to a simple conversation. I was startled by his all of a sudden behaviour. I was in an outrage along with the remorse thinking about his reaction. What should I do for him? What would be best for him? How can I teach him a lesson without any pain?

Leaving all these doubts in my mind, I was waiting for him that when will he come back from school. Finally, when he came back from school to home. I was waiting for him to come back. And in less frequent cases whenever he comes back I am at home. Luckily, this time I was not at home when he returned.

He called me on my phone. I picked the phone on the very first ring. He asked me, “Mom when will you return to home?” Come back soon. I am waiting for you. I started bothering again with his behaviour.

As soon as I reached home, and opened the door. He was standing at the door waiting for me. He grabbed me with his little hand and gave me a tight hug. I was mesmerised. He said sorry to me. He asked me that, “Did I took slipper back from neighbour’s house.” I replied, “Yes, I did.”

After hearing Yes from me, he told me that he was not able to devote to his studies in the school due to this incident. I did wrong. I am a bad boy. I talked to you in a very aggressive manner. I was angry with you. How can I do this?

Did you know that I simply want to rush from school to home just to say sorry to you?

I will never behave in such an aggressive manner. I was startled and kept looking at his face. It was filled with innocence. Also, I kept thinking about his beautiful and innocent mind. His mind was hard as ice and sweet as sugar. He had the purest soul.