Friday, January 8, 2010

 

It’s never easy to give birth. Apart from the months of pain and struggle to set one foot in front of the other, there is always the fear of what will happen next.

No one prepares you for the child that is born.

Today, on the birth day of our magazine, I welcome you into our family. South Asian Parent is just the name we have given our firstborn. And we hope that like us, you too, are endeared to it.

It is a simple voice of hope—that for years to come, South Asian families can understand one another better, communicate their dreams and dilemmas, and open their eyes to an ever changing world in which they are a crucial part.

As a child, I always asked questions. As an adult, I don’t always have answers. But as a parent, we have the responsibility of discovering what comes in between.

This grey, this unknown, is the territory your child will explore anew, and for which he will need your help. Between black and white, between just questions and answers, there lies a vast area that requires us to change, to understand, and to bridge the gap between generations.

South Asian Parent is a catalyst for filling that void between parent and child. Like newborn innocence, it smiles without abandon and believes the world a playground.

Play with it, talk to it, and carry it as your own. Although all parents harbor an anxiety for the eventual fate of their child, they also know that without the influence of other people, other ideas, and other dreams entangled with their own, the future would be a bleak one.

Discover South Asian Parent as you wish, and forge your unique relationship with it. We hope it offers you a memory, a milestone, or a simple moment of truth.

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