Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Irony of an online life....

It is unfortunate that we are dangerously close to becoming a civilization with minimum or no emotional quotient..ironically at the same time we are the closest to becoming the most connected human beings in the last so many centuries.  We are lost without our social media updations, Facebook, whatsapp, the likes, the shares, the status updates that's all we do.  Here I am not negating some very powerful influence that the social media has in highlighting certain issues and getting it the right attention it deserves.  However, in-spite of all this power, networking, global world etc. etc. that earthy, simple human compassion is severely missing.

You have to just look around to see people cocooned in their own world with a smartphone in hand, its their world, the person sitting right in front or right beside is of no consequence, it is always the person who is online whether that person is genuine , fake, you know that person, has met, never met, never mind!!

From this stems another problem altogether and that is that as a parent I am truly dealing with a totally different set of problems than what my parents had to deal with, I am apprehensive and always on my guard to make my children aware and be sensible of the dangers lurking in a social media platform and at the same time I need to be equally vigilant of my daughter using even the kindle ...with the kind of access she has to all kinds of books at just a  tap..books..which can be dangerous for a teenager..

Also when I was a kid I remember running out of my house to the park right in front of my house to play for hours together, till dusk fell when my Mother would call me from the verandah.. but not my kids..  not your kids...first there is no time.. they have tuition classes, music classes, home work, assignments and then sometimes when they squeeze out some time to venture out... someone has to be there with them totally in vigil lest they fall prey to any untoward incident .. any anti social element which might be waiting in the shadow to strike.  

Do not think that I have gone paranoid, I am not, this is the reality of today, the Metro, the Capital where we live in where we do not know what is going on in the next flat .. and neither do we bother.. we come to know when somebody posts something on FB or something comes in the media.. even about something which happens in our neighbors flat. Also we talk to our neighbors in the whatsapp group made for RWA or the ladies group.. everybody is always online but if you emerge out of your flat thinking that today you will visit your neighbor.. be rest assured that she is busy on her smartphone..she would rather chat with you on Whatsapp...

Such is the irony of life.... it is like being alone in a crowd...

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Yoohooo !!! (Blogmarathon post no. 30)

Yoohooo…. I am mighty pleased with myself for having completed the blog marathon which I started on June 27 ,  2016, I was inspired by Ms. Shenoy who is a hugely popular novelist and in spite of her busy schedule takes out time to update her blog and connect with her readers… her blog is also a hugely inspiring place. I am thankful to Ms. Preeti Shenoy for being an inspiration to me and many readers like me.

Now, I am convinced that if I put my heart and soul into it, I can take up many challenges and overcome it successfully.

I am very much thankful to Vincy, my dear friend, a friend which this blog of mine has gifted to me for being so supportive throughout and coming and reading every post of mine and commenting on it, this in spite of being a full time working women with a house to manage and many other social / church activities for which she devotes her time.  

I am thankful to myself for not having succumbed to the temptation of giving up on the blog marathon midway…………… It took me a bit long.. but it's done.

I might do this often as it really really helps me unwind and gives a great sense of satisfaction

I am thankful to all those readers also who came here but did not comment but I am sure you have gone through my posts……thank you… Thank you all……

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Challenges... (Blogmarathon post no. 29)

It takes a lot of effort to change, especially when you have  already passed a few decades of your life, but still the time is never too late to take up any challenge and at least try it out before we give it up totally.  Some of the  things which I would like to take up as a challenge are:-

  1. To try and speak only wherever required, especially the urge to speak my mind even if it is going to be detrimental for me in the long run - especially in the professional matters.
  2.  To learn to relax and give a break to my worrier mind, especially when I am on a vacation with my family
  3. To stop doing clock watching for others.  I am a stickler for punctuality and like to reach at least 5 minutes before time, every where, every time and I keep on pressing my husband and kids to do  the same.  Though it’s a good thing to inculcate this habit in kids but in the long run I get quite worked up when they do not watch clock as I do
  4.  There are certain things in life which I want to try desperately but a fear stops me from doing it… well this one is going to be a topic for my next post so I will leave it at that here...

    These are the top priorities and the list, otherwise it is quite a lengthy list. May be in the near future I shall be able to do posts giving out how I succeeded in overcoming these challenges one by one.. till then .. good luck to me.....

Monday, August 1, 2016

Let our women shoot them .....

“Let our women shoot Bulandshahr culprits in public: Rape victims’ family”

 By now the nation might be aware of what happened to a family who was travelling from Noida to Bulandshahar.  In front of the male members of the family the woman and her 14 year old daughter was brutalised and gangraped, there were 12 men in that gang.  These words bold, underlined above are the words of the family members of the woman and her daughter.

Now a shiver runs through my spine even before I finish typing these words, I am a woman of almost similar age as that woman and my daughter is exactly 14 years old and there are many instances when me and my family drives down late at night to our home may be after attending a party or a dinner or an ailing relative, or may be coming back after a weekend spent in the neighbourhood of Delhi.  To be honest I have many times avoided such journeys just because I am scared of my husband drving three of us through the deserted and unkind Delhi roads. But when you are with your husband or father or brother there is always a sense of security which binds us, we relax in the car, we sleep, we play games, we eat or we listen to music, I can just imagine how similar they must have felt in the company of their male family members.

It breaks my heart a million times and the pain and empathy I feel for them is beyond words, I do not know what to say, I am so numb, what are we coming to ?  When will we have basic things in life taken care of , safety, safe travel on roads even with our own family members is not possible any more in this country and that too so near to the national capital. I feel ashamed and scarred and totally totally hopeless for the women, old women  and girls and baby girls of this country, who are raped and violated inspite of being 80 year old or 8 months old. Are we even human any more, what has flown out of our upbringing or conscience, what is it that makes these men so cruel and sadistic?

Inspite of such cruelty towards women why the judiciary and executive is sitting on those laws, why Nirbhaya’s rapitsts are still alive, inspite of all the evidence, inspite of so much uproar, so much anger, why all the human rights people wake up only for the hunter and not for the hapless victims.

If people like Aamir khan and wife feel unsafe in this country, what about women like me, my daughter, your daughter who has to go out for work, to get educated, to play, to shop… what should we feel… is there any way we can do something drastic and make these lawmakers sit up and take notice and give justice to the violated women and girls of this country.

I feel so heavy hearted, it makes me want to flee this place along with my two daughters where I will not have to worry about their safety every waking hour, a place where they will be respected for who they are, where they will be treated as a human being and not as sex objects.

My heart goes out with prayer and wishes for strength to the mother and daughter and the entire family, they might never be able to come out this trauma but we can at least console them by punishing their violators, so why not agree to the family's request and let them be shot at by these women, why not I ask, why not? They did not think through before committing this heinous crime, they why should we before punishing them??

Let us set an example, let every man shiver with fear even before he brings about a dirty thought about a woman in his mind, let alone put a finger on her… so please  let us shoot them… 

Before we visit the goddess - an opinion not a review... (blogmarathon post no. 27)

I devoured the book ‘Before we visit the Goddess’,  I loved it to bits.  Ms. Divakaruni is a master story teller, the details, the imagery, her solid grip on the emotions of all her characters makes it a beautiful story.

 Though I am not a feminist, I am sure neither is Ms. Divakaruni, the way she has given strength and grit to all her female protagonist is just amazing,  and it makes you all the more proud of being a woman. I say so because she is talking of four generations of women in a family and it is really difficult to give different shades and means of strength to women protagonist spanning from the early 1900s to the y2k era… but she does it and does so effortlessly.  All these women appear to be vulnerable and with their weaknesses in place but somehow, somewhere they all seem to pick up the broken thread, make it a sturdy rope and haul themselves up in the ladder of life.....

She captures the different mindset, different melancholy and different set of difficulty that each women has to face in her generation, but all these amalgamates beautifully to weave a poignant story which shows us that if women can be as soft as a petal , she can also be as  strong as steel if she wishes to be and she fights her own battles and wins it too….

Only the ending was not as I perceived it to be but when I think it over it’s the best option available, but let me tell you I am usually a fussy person when it comes to the ending of novels and movies.. because endings can be quite unsettling when you have almost lived the life of characters throughout the reading of a book or watching of a movie… Also I thought that the book should have been given some other name.... well.. that is just me....

Go ahead …buy this book, you won’t regret it….