If not in six years, today I am scared...

As I write, may be thousands are protesting in Delhi today, braving the spine numbing cold. I have been having thoughts, all sorts, about what the gang-rape incident means to the average women in Delhi, who cannot afford to have a personal car for her safety to travel. So the bus, auto and the metro seem to be for now the only option, for thousands others like me.

Strangely enough, I was in Munirka yesterday and even spotted that ill-fated bus stop from where about two weeks ago, the now deceased 23 year old physiotherapy student who was gang-raped, boarded the bus. I had all sorts of scary thoughts yesterday until the time I was in Munirka.

I have been staying in Delhi for the past six years. When I came here, I was cautioned by family and friends about the perils of staying alone in Delhi. In my initial days I used to stay in Vasant Vihar, a typical plush South Delhi area where streets are mostly deserted, as private cars ply around. I can’t recall of a single evening when I was not escorted back to my PG by my friends, fearing that travelling alone might be a compromise to my safety. I was in Vasant Vihar for 2 years before shifting base to JNU campus.

JNU campus can be called an oasis amidst the sea of turbulence in the capital. Every time I enter inside the main gate, I feel I have returned back safely and unharmed, for the day. But one cannot get cocooned inside JNU all the time. One has professional, cultural and social needs and obligations. Interestingly, in Delhi all three needs are structured upon the issue of safety. If you have to travel, book a flight that flies during the day time, take a train that reaches Delhi in the morning (never after 5 PM!) If you want to hang out with your friends make sure you are back (previously it used to be 8 PM), by (now I guess I myself prefer) 6 PM. And yes, we are talking about a modern, empowered woman who stays in the capital of this country. She is not at all embarrassed to follow a stricture that is tinged with medievalist tradition. Every day my freedom is infringed; my rights are trampled by a fear; my parents’ peace of mind disturbed because they want their daughter to have the best education.

Today I am scared, may be I have not admitted it, but in some corner of my mind, fear lurks large. In six years I have not felt so. I guess a majority of other women in Delhi is constantly living under this scourge of fear, for no fault of theirs. The only fault is - she might be pretty, or she might like to dress in stylish attires or she might resist someone else’s unholy moves.

I have always loved Delhi ever since I came. But I have never admired its breed of populace. At the cost of sounding biased, I would say there is a general lack of respect for women that pervades in majority of North Indian men’s psyche. It is that psyche that makes rape a passable offence, because women in general were never and I presume would never be treated at par.

One cannot have police personnel posted at every signal. It is impossible in a country like India having 1.3 billion people. Police cannot change the psyche of a man. Strong laws? Who will make that law? We have ourselves elected MPs and MLAs who have criminal antecedents, some of whom even have rape charges against them. May be what we need today is a cultural renaissance. It is this culture of subjugation that has shaped men’s psyche, which has captivated and destroyed my freedom. It is this culture which does not let me be myself here. I can only hope my children would have better and safe streets to walk on even at 1 AM at night. But that too is a hope against hope.

This post appeared on 30 December 2012 in 'Ei Samay' ( The Times of India's Bengali newspaper circulated in Kolkata) as a translated version in Bangla. The Bangla version can be accessed here:

http://www.epaper.eisamay.com/Details.aspx?id=1773&boxid=23113921

Introspection...

Seldom can you call a work of non-fiction ‘unputdownable’. The later phrase is reserved for the Dan Browns and the Forsyths. Coming from a historian, a non-fiction, which Ramachandra Guha’s latest offering Patriots and Partisans (2012) is, the phrase ‘unputdownable’ might appear to be an exaggeration for many. But after reading 334 pages, without taking recourse to any in-between fiction to keep the monotony of a non-fictional work at bay, I would say that my using of that phrase ‘unputdownable’ is apt and justified. 

Ramachandra Guha needs no introduction. He can easily be called the country’s leading contemporary historian. Guha has taken historical scholarship to a new height. He is one of those few modern day writers who tickle my grey cells. Although I would not claim to have read every article that he has written so far, yet I would dare say I have read him quite extensively. This is not a book review, let me assure you. Interestingly, what made me optimistic about both Guha and his book was the thought that the liberal voice is still alive and quite hopefully healthy in this country, though not very high in terms of its numerical value, otherwise, I was under the impression that the moderate-liberal has faded into wilderness with the death of Nehru. 

As I devoured his book, introspection stopped the pace of my exercise. I was wondering where do I stand on the issue of 'caste' per se? The introspection was called for, as in one of his Chapters titled 'Hindutva Hate Mail', Guha wrote about the kind of hate mails that he regularly gets from the self-proclaimed champions of the Hindu religion. Guha writes, "Notably all my correspondents were all male, with the exception of one woman. Along with the gender bias is a caste bias. Srivastava, Sharma, Shukla, Rao, Iyer, Gupta-these kinds of surnames recur with regularity in my Inbox" (Guha 2012: 64). What Guha intended to convey is that the upper-caste typically wield the sword of their diatribe against Guha's contestation of Hindu fundamentalism. I pondered over it for long. I realized how four years of stay in JNU oriented my understanding of caste. When I did my Post Graduation from Kolkata, we hardly spared any thought as to which of our class-mates belonged to which caste. It was immaterial and it never mattered who got admitted through a so-called 'quota'. I myself did not know the caste distinctions among the Bengalis. My knowledge was restricted to the fact that the Chatterjees, Banerjees, Mukherjees were Brahmins and I was not a Brahmin, because I was told Ghoshs are 'Kayasth' (never even had any inclination to know what or who is a Kayastha.)

 It was after coming to JNU that I came to know about the many castes and sub-castes in North India. I employed a policy of giving only my name (sans the surname) to the unknown. But that led to queries after queries until finally you satisfied them with an answer which revealed your caste. I have been part of umpteen conversations where if a surname was unconventional, it instantaneously provoked discussions on the various possible options. Here, if one says one has a boy friend, the next reaction is not necessarily "what does your boy friend do?" but quite starkly is - "ek hi caste ke ho na?" What bemused me is the near encyclopaedic knowledge of an average North Indian in JNU on which surname belongs to which caste ! I fail to fathom, how many years have they been tutored to achieve such remarkable proficiency in their caste-analysis exercise ! At the cost of sounding biased, I would dare say that in North India this phenomenon is deeply ingrained. Casteism runs deep here. It would take another 50 years if not 100 for such feudal mindsets to purge itself of its feudal overtones. I feel good each time I think that I was born in a much liberal environment, where I was not taught to differentiate between castes, I feel good that it was not imperative for me to know which caste did a Mitra, Bose, Sen or Sarkar belonged to. However, it is an irony that now I know which surname falls in the 'reserved category'.

Discrimination and differentiation does not bring a befuddled expression in me now. I have become ambivalent to the 'caste paradigm'. But what makes me happy is the very thought that I would not pass this pool of knowledge which restricts the identity of an individual to his caste, to my kids.

Lets talk about love

Love is around the corner once again. Cometh February and cometh the hour. I have had endless and some really prosaic discussions and even read reams of articles on why we should or should not celebrate Valentine’s day. People have scorned off at the idea of accommodating something that’s out and out western into our long cherished cultural idiosyncrasies that is so typically branded as Indian. One thing I have observed (strangely though !) that each time we loose our forte in a debate we never loose time in falling back to the time tested law of harping on the finesse of Indian culture. What is Indian culture per se for that matter ? We can have a separate debate someday on Indian culture and its value laden ambiguities which nobody really can fathom out. At least I could not.

However, not divulging from the topic on Valentine’s Day, I have always wondered what is the harm in celebrating it? People have come out with the logic that you can’t have one specially sanctioned day for love. They argue (and often boisterously!), does it mean that you don’t love the remaining 364 days? I humbly get into the tenacity to question that logic. We do celebrate Mother’s day, Father’s day or for that matter Independence day. My inbox gets flooded with messages on “Bharat mata ki Jai” and “Jai Hind” on Independence day. So does it mean that you remember and pay your obeisance to your country only on 15th August and the rest of the days you don’t even give a damn about her? Or is 15th August the only day ordained by law, where you have the license to be zealously patriotic? It is not like that. It is just that on that special one day, you show how “specially important” is your motherland to you ? That, you take time off atleast, when you turn on your TV early in the morning, to hear the PM speak from the ramparts of the Red Fort, to say that you remember its 15th August, even though you forget which year of independence you were celebrating ! We still love to buy a small replica of our national flag on the eve of 15th August, which the street children sell at the traffic signals and still love to wave it like a kid, even though we have long crossed that age when we were kids and ran from one room to another with that flag held in our little palms. So what is the harm on 14th Feb to show that special someone that you love them, may be a bit more than yesterday ? And by no stretch of imagination I hereby say that Valentine’s Day is just a day of showing love to your girl friend/boy friend. Love and patriotism are nothing but emotions. And when it comes to emotions why tuck its leash ?

Love is not easy to define. It is even harder to express. But it is perhaps most necessary to unmoor it. If you cannot define it, cannot express it in words, you should figure a way out to show that you care. For every relationship it is very important.

I have very seldom seen someone buying those silly hearts made of those red roses, but honestly speaking there is no escape or immunity from the expectations that is generated on Valentine’s Day. This is what a Sunday magazine wrote about the significance of 14th Feb:

“The news is about Valentine’s Day protests, the food section is about aphrodisiacs, the travel section about romantic getaways, the books section about love and poetry. You have, absorbed so many words and images about love, in so many direct and oblique ways, that you are pushed to pay some thought to your own love life.”

In school, once I read a piece by William Somerset Maugham, titled ‘On my Seventieth Birthday’. The line that I still remember the most, from that piece is- “Old age hath its compensations.” What now I understand the most from that line is that every age has its own compensations. But every age has its own meaning too. There was a time when the tinkering of the bell in the hot summer afternoon by the local kulfi wala meant a straight jump out of your afternoon sleep into the sultry street. There was a time when just a look at your crush would make your heart jump a beat. There would also be a time when Valentine’s day would loose its sheen, when you would just not find anyone to wish you happy Valentine’s day and give you a warm hug. May be its then you would understand how special it feels to be loved on the day when the whole world revels in love. It has always been that way. We never care about the things we have. It is only when you are left to moan about a thing you don’t have, that you realize how important it was to you.

I know you cannot have a specific day for love. But you can always have a perfect alibi to do that. Archies gives you that leeway. Don't buy that extra expensive soft teddy from the nearby Archies gallery. Shun that on 14th Feb ! Atleast can buy a rose from the roadside flower vendor. That would be much ‘Indianized’ way to profess love. There is no denying the fact that we all love to be made to feel special and that is true irrespective of the gender. This is not an article to show how hopelessly romantic I am trying to be. This is just an effort to tell that not every day you become the reason for somebody else’s smile (whoever that is). But when given a chance that you can be on one day, don’t miss the opportunity in trying to be stoic to score some brownie points and guffaw at the idea of how some people love to be emotional fools on this day. Mark my words- there is no joy as serene in this world than to be the reason for somebody’s smile.

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY !

“With malice towards none…”

If in the past all my blog posts were well accepted, one thing for sure, till you finish this post, I will be chastised and loathed for my audacity to be honest. But I don’t mind if obituaries are written for me for being honest. Thank God that I don’t have a Publisher to please; otherwise if writing was my means of livelihood, for this article I would have had to sacrifice my job. But this is my blog and so I have the luxury to have the liberty to give vent to my ideas, uncensored!

Few days back a friend’s status message on Gtalk read like this: “Does setting up attractive status message shows someone's character in any sense OR people try to attain faaltu ka attention!!!” I kept on pondering on those lines. The word that struck me was “ATTENTION”. Was questioning myself, how many of us would really not like to have attention? This ‘attention deficit syndrome’ or ‘hyper attention disorder’ (these are terms coined by me and I am not aware whether such terms trace its origin to Psychology or Sociology) is the most common ailment human beings suffer from. And with the coming of the new age concept of ‘social-networking’ I think this ailment is finding its most visible manifestation.

I always consider this idea of social-networking as ‘self-networking’. It is the most appropriate platform for self-eulogy and self glorification. Truth is we all are narcissists. Only the extent differs. And social networking today is the most visible reflection of this narcissism. Mark Zuckerberg (for the uninitiated, he is the founder of Facebook) is the most intelligent man on earth today. He understood this logic of narcissism so well. And as a reward for this understanding and intelligence, Facebook today has over 500 million active users as of July 2010 (Source: Wikipedia). For that matter other social networking sites like Orkut and Twitter are also cashing on this logic of narcissism.

Day after day as I log in and scan through the pages of my account in Orkut/Facebook/Twitter what I come across is some unnecessary information that makes no difference in my life. But it does make a difference to other people, because it gives them publicity and helps them acquire a cult-status (of course not according to me, but its self-professed). What I fail to reason is how is buying a ‘X’ TB Hard disk drive going to help the people in your friend list ? And surprisingly this has been a status update. I have even seen status updates that say “bought a new blah blah phone with blah blah GB space and blah blah Mega pixel camera!!” Can anyone enlighten me as to what will I do with all these useless information?? The only idea that this kind of updates convey to me is that ‘look my phone/HDD/camera is new and swanky and comes for a hefty price and you don’t have one!” What would you call it then? Isn’t it narcissism? (Otherwise I don’t find any logic behind that update. Pardon my naivety in that regard.)

Let me share with you yet another instance of narcissism galore. There are people I know who the first thing they do when they are transferred to a foreign country (for any reason-job, marriage, project, education) is update the ‘Current City’ option of their accounts. For example, if someone is transferred to say New York or London or Paris, they would immediately update their “current city” option even before their flight takes them to their current city! But strikingly the same pace is not followed when some one is transferred from say Bangalore to Delhi or for that matter from New Jersey to New Delhi! I am not conjuring up stories from thin air. I have made these observations and I am writing it from my own experiences in this unreal world of social networking.

My innocent querry is that what are we trying to prove out of this silly publicity? I know and most of us know that all of us love attention. But what is the rationale behind such blatant narcissism? I have seen people upload bizarre pictures in their albums. Pictures which convey nothing but yet are fashion statements. What is the logic of having a profile picture where you are grabbing your husband or your husband is grabbing you until you or your husband choke of asphyxiation? Does that convey your love which is immeasurable or the lack of it in which case the picture bears testimony to that realization? Have we all lost our private world? Is this unreal world of social-networking everything? Does everything that happens to us need to be made public EXPLICITLY? Do we really do things keeping in mind what others would think about it or do we still do things using our own heads?

May be I am a misfit in this strange world of self-marketing. But I am happy that I have a world of my own with my loved ones where I share my dreams with them. That is all mine. I have established a ‘Firewall security’ for that world. Interestingly some of my closest friends are not even in my friends list in Orkut/Facebook. I don’t want to be known by how many followers/ friends I have. It conveys nothing to me. And I don’t experience any joy or pride in bragging that “I have bought a phone” or “going for a holiday in Singapore” or “I have completed my so and so degree.”

When I joined Twitter I had X number of followers and today I might be having X+X number of followers, but how does it matter to me ? My world does not revolve around these ‘Virtual Friends’. Tweets mentioning going for blah blah meeting, shooting for blah blah movie, gave a blah blah speech or inaugurated a blah blah auditorium are nothing but mindless mementoes of trying to rise from mediocrity. I used to follow Tharoor, Shahrukh and many such stars. But eventually I lost interest in their tweets because it has nothing but information about their daily schedules and LOVE YOU ALL, HUGS TO ALL-type messages. I want to learn and status messages like these portray nothing but insensible narcissism.

So readers (both friends and anonymous) bash me, hate me or criticize me after reading this post, cause I know for a post like this more brickbats would be laid than bouquets ( because if not all, there would be some who would fall in any one of the above mentioned categories of narcissists !). But I am not a ‘please all’ type of a character.Social networking can and should be used for connecting with the society.Explicit narcissism would defeat the entire idea behind 'networking' and would eclipse the essence of the word 'social'.

A Route to Life...

Amidst the hullabaloo of the soccer mania that has swept us in the past one month, a recurring theme occupied my mind and at times went to the extent of intriguing whatever logical scaffoldings my brain could construct all these years. A very good friend of mine who time and again tickles my brain cells with his logical reasoning on a wide gamut of issues, on this particular occasion supplied the food for thought. He kept on asking me what keeps us so excited about the FIFA World Cup, when our own country was not participating.

I am a cricket enthusiast like any other ordinary Indian. Although I won’t say that I don’t understand football, but given a choice between cricket and football, I would go for cricket any day. So what makes India predominantly a cricket loving and cricketer worshiping nation loose sleep over the FIFA World cup? How does one explain the phenomenon of Indians being so much engrossed in a World Cup where India is not a participating nation?

I tried hard to fathom out the reasons behind such a craze. For once it appeared that the idea of nation and nationalism is passé now. Scratching my head, I thought that Benedict Anderson was right when he said that nations are nothing but ‘imagined communities’. So it does not matter whether you are an Indian working in USA, or a Pakistani studying in UK, you still have something to cheer for, as you became a Brazilian or for that matter an Argentine for this World Cup. It was as if globalization had erased the idea of nationalism from our memories. But that argument does not hold forte because the boundaries are still clearly chalked out on maps and border issues still happen to be one of the pertinent causes of inter-state conflicts and a strong sense of nationalism still pervade among the countries that are fighting it out in the football field there in South Africa. Glimpses of historical rivalries come to the fore when one thinks of a Germany Vs England match or for that matter an Indo-Pak hockey or cricket match.

Next argument that I tried to eke out was that Indians love to have an opinion on every issue under the sun. So be it football World Cup, or Wimbledon or for that matter F1 racing, we love to have ‘our team’ and fight it out with fellow Indians on the strength or weaknesess of our favourite team and try and snub the other out with stats as to how a particular player scored a goal from a particular angle on a particular match, or how Sharapova has a better back-hand or how Lewis Hamilton won pole position in the Spanish Grand Prix ! That argument made some sense but I was still not fully satisfied that it was ‘the reason’ beyond the hightened enthusiasm of the maddening Indian crowd towards the football fever.

It was only yesterday while watching the Germans loose the semi-final match against Spain, it struck me as to why were we so frenzied about the World Cup where there was no team representing India, my country. It is not about the spirit of nationalism, or enthusiasm about sports (Of course, for the numerous football enthusiasts this football World Cup is an event extraordinaire. And I am not speaking for them. My arguments are for the masses for whom football means only World Cup Football). It is about finding a way out of the monotonous life where your mornings begin with the dreadful thought of meeting a client, or meeting a deadline to submit a project report or for students to appear for the weekly tests. Such small little events makes us laugh, cry, fight and the feeling that sweeps us all through this phase is one of enjoyment. Forgetting the mundane mechanized moribund life for a moment we try to escape to a place where thrill and excitement awaits us. After all what is life without thrill! So in the past one month we got up in the morning thinking how the Brazilian side would thrash its opponents or how Germany would annihilate Argentina. And trust me these feelings made the days more exciting and the wait more fulfilling. Every time ‘your side’ won, the sleep at night after 2 am was so peaceful !

Interestingly I too allowed myself to get inundated with the football mania. My profile on Orkut and Facebook bore a German jersey all the while. The intense rivalry on the various social networking sites was only pointers to the fact that the excitement was palpable and it gave the Indians a chance to sneak a welcome break from their tight schedules. While hedging bets on the prospect of his/her team for a particular match, the first thing that came to people’s mind was that what should be an apt update for his/her Facebook account today? Or each time our team lost, the initial reaction was how people would make a fun on Facebook ! And all these, did precipitate some fervor of excitement in our routinized life. So, whether David Villa wins a Golden Boot or not on 12th July, we already had some golden moments all the while. Moments that made us revel in glory or regret in defeat and that too not for the Indian team but ‘our team’. That’s our own world where we live for ourselves all within us. I think now I have an answer. Its not escapism, it’s a route to enjoy and live life. All of us have one life, my advice is, rediscover that forgotten path time an again, that will make you smile and forget for a moment that life is nothing but a long arduous walk. Live life and not let life leave you…

Dividing Lines

Millions in India woke up to a different news story this 1st of Jan 2010. Families in India whose morning begin with the usual Indian cup of tea and the evergreen ‘Times of India’, this 1st of Jan had an interesting news item to make that cup of morning tea even more relishing- "Aman ki Asha" - the latest venture by The Times of India and The Jang group of Pakistan. It is a bold initiative to, as they call it “…energize the process of peace between India and Pakistan.” Incidentally, India-Pakistan relations happen to be a case study of my research. I have tried to be as objective as possible in this quest to understand the intricacies of their relations. Sometimes research is not about reading twenty odd books and describing the facts which have already been captured in those pages of the book. Research is also about talking to people to understand and analyze an issue closely. After reading the Times of India, every individual I spoke to was upbeat about this initiative. One even went to the extent of saying, “could not have expected a better article for the first day of the year than this.”

It was not my intention to write on a topic as clichéd and controversial (especially if you are in the sub-continent) as India-Pakistan relations as a comeback article for my blog, after months of stoic silence. But I could not help vent out my disappointment at the way the two sides are hooked into a war of words. On the one side we talk about an initiative like Aman ki Asha and on the other side we have repeated diatribes hurled against the political establishments of the two countries by the political elites,thanks to the recent IPL controversy. All through the years of discord between India-Pak, it was sports and cultural diplomacy that provided some hope of a common chord amidst the political maze riddled in the haze of suspicion. Now unfortunately its sports that has stirred a hornet’s nest and awakened the hawks in the foreign policy establishment of both the countries. The doves have been driven away in the cacophony of conflict largely due to the baggage of history.

I still remember how cricket was an uniting force in 2004 when our PM Dr.Manmohan Singh and the the then Pak President General Musharraf together saw the cricket test match between India-Pakistan in Islamabad. Most of you will also agree with me when it comes to the thrill of an India-Pakistan cricket match.But now cricket divides us. The IPL controversy has had its ‘cascading effect’. And this conjures up a dismal picture for many Pakistanis and Indians like me who believe that tit-for-tat strategy will never hold water.An example of the cascading effect- Pakistani govt. has cancelled the scheduled visit of its team of the Election Commission and Parliamentarians to attend the diamond jubilee celebrations of our Election Commission in India.Even in the Jaipur Literary Festival,sparks flew among the dignitaries from both the countries,with Aasma Jehangir,Chairperson of the Pakistan Human Rights Commission saying openly,"how would you feel if we did the same?" Really,what would have been the Indian reaction had Indian cricketers not been granted visa by Pakistan ? Commoners in India and Pakistan swear by cricket.For them Afridi is more popular than a Matthew Hayden.Who then is responsible for this IPL decision,which would have always had political repercussions ? All of a sudden are all the Pakistanis players out of form ? Why no takers then ? I have never been a supporter of the IPL particularly.It has institutionalized the commercialization of sports in India.When sports like hockey and athletics are cash starved,look at the price a cricketer is paid for the IPL season. And now the IPL is vitiating the relation between India and Pakistan.Why cant some sensibility prevail in our gestures ? Was it not enough for terrorism to stop the forward movement of our ties that now even sports is acting as a speed breaker. For both the countries,defense has already eaten into our developmental expenditures for long.Lets not channelize the funds that could be for bread towards the guns.As Amitabh Bacchan says in one of the ads for Aman ki Asha- "...in lakidon ko zameen par hi rehne do,dilon pe mat khichon..." ( let these lines be there on the ground and not in our hearts).When Rahat Fateh Ali Khan and Kailash Kher; Hari Haran and Ghulam Ali Khan can pitch their voices together for peace why turn the cricket pitch into a war ? Necessity is to wage a war against war...a war for peace.

Interpreting Misperceptions

I am back from my slumber after a month ! There were a whirlwind of thoughts in my mind but not enough zeal perhaps to capture them and weave them into a presentable article for my blog.Today after a self-inflicted drubbing,i told my laptop and my brain,"Chal dhanno aj tere izzat ka sawal hain" ( that was an example of my bad humor ! Sorry ! ). Jokes apart,getting back to serious issues,newspapers and magazines in the past few weeks have been innundated with "Raj-Thackeray Mania". Those articles made an interesting read,i must say.After all, sensationalizing an issue calls for immense talent. Even interesting is the fact that people really fall prey to such tactics.Let me share with you all a personal experience. I have a very good marathi friend and some of my other friends know it.One of my school friends cautioned me the other day of being careful of dealing with the marathis ! I mean that was an outrageous comment for me to digest.Thanks for your advice my friend,but i am a grown up lady and i have a head on my shoulder and that head knows (thanks to God's grace !)how to differentiate. Concern for someone is a different thing and having a blinkered mentality is something different.That comment (for him it was an advice though) did not go well with me. What i fail to fathom is how can we, all of a sudden equate all marathis as being supporters of Raj Thackeray ? This for me is a blatant example of stupidity.Why does Raj Thackeray come to people's mind first and not Hemant Karkare ? I just pity these people who have done and are doing so. Why do we take extreme positions ? Its just like equating all Muslims as terrorists,all Tamilians as supporters of the now extinct LTTE.

Most of us donot know that in the post election coverage of Maharashtra elections aired on various news channels,most of the Marathi journalists present in the TV studios did not support MNS's divisionary tactics. They were of the opinion that Maharashtra has far more substantive issues facing its polity than the issue of 'Marathi-manoos' only.But who cares to understand them.How many of us know about the farmer suicides in Vidharba,sugar problems in western Maharashtra ? May be only 10 % are aware about it.The rest know Maharashtra's politics only through Raj Thackeray, i guess. Thats appalling !

The recent attack on the SP MLA Abu Hashmi during the swearing-in ceremony of the newly formed Maharashtra Assembly,attracted huge media and common people's attention.The issue was again one of the omnipresent issues that has marred our polity - LANGUAGE POLITICS.Abu Hashmi wasnot allowed to take his oath in Hindi by MNS supporters. So many people whom i spoke to were spitting venom saying how can they do so when Hindi is the national language ? Well, for such ignorant Indians let me state it very clearly that our Constitution doesnot mention about a national language in any of its articles.It says Hindi is our OFFICIAL language and not the national language (Go and check Article 343(1) of the Indian Constitution,if doubt still persists). Even i strongly condemn what the MNS supporters did to disrupt the oath taking ceremony but i would like to point out that lets not whip up national sentiments taking recourse to wrong legal knowledge.At the same time i am intrigued to ask myself and to all the enlightened individuals who might read this post-what would the situation be like had some MLA say in any South Indian legislature taken oath in say Urdu ? Or had any MLA in J& K taken oath in Bengali ?

Few weeks later after the Abu Hashmi incident,we had Sachin Tendulkar taking a stand in saying that he is proud to be a Maharashtrian but he is an Indian first.I was glad that Sachin did come forward to save the Marathis being typecast as MNs afficionados. And when Sachin comes to bat,you cannot have a new lad bowling.So exit junior Thackeray and enter the senior Thackeray to topple his wicket ! Now again people started thinking that even Sachin is batting for the marathis,so is it right to brand all the marathis as bad ? I think we have this perennial problem of generalization. This has happened time and again.When in school,i saw how mothers cautioned their children from speaking to Kashmiri shawl vendors in my neighborhood.Reason- Kashmir was bleeding red due to terrorism,so who knows,it might be that the ordinary Kashmiri shawl vendor was masquerading as a terrorist ! When i was in college, Godhra and Gujarat riots happened and again the same thing followed- every Gujarati was labelled a Modi sympathizer ! Now its all so common to equate every Muslim as being a supporter of either the Al Quaida or the LeT. Not only that, even now, every Pakistani is seen as being hellbent in destroying India ! How many of us know that the bodies of the Pakistani terrorists involved in 26/11 are still lying in the morgues of the various Mumbai hospitals, as the Indian muslims have not agreed to give them an Islamic burial.Nobody knows about it,because that story doesnot smell sensational.

Raj Thackeray cannot be said to be the spokesperson of all Marathis,just like Mirwaiz Omar Farooq (Chairman of the Moderate Hurriyat faction) cannot claim to represent ordinary Kashmiri voices from J&K.MNS has won only 13 seats in the newly constituted Maharashtra Assembly.And they have won from some paricular pockets of Maharashtra,i.e., Mumbai-Thane region.That happens in every state.We have specific bastions for a political party, wherein its electoral strength is the highest.That has been a characteristic feature of the voting pattern in Indian elections over the years.

What surprised me the most was the fact that when Bal Thackeray was criticizing Sachin for not being a true Maharashtrian,there was no protest.Even when the Shiv sainiks in Pune attacked IBN-Lokmat's (IBN Lokmat is the Marathi wing of CNN-IBN) office in protest against Nikhil Waghle's remarks on Bal Thackeray,there was no protest from the commoners.My question is why this apathy now ? Is it because in this two battles it was the Marathis on both sides of the fence ? So the rest of the people who were making noises on the question of 'Marathi-North Indian divide' had no stake in this battle royale ? Isnt it hipocrisy then ? I mean if the issue of linguistic chauvinism is an important issue that is connected to the health of the polity,then the question of freedom of speech and expression and also the freedom of the press in free India is as vital an issue as the former.But here surprisingly we found a stoic silence.Here is my problem with the masses. We become judgemental very fast.Forming an opinion on any issue is good,but jumping into a conclusion without sufficiently weighing in the pros and cons is dangerous.That will give us a skewed perception about the issue and that doesnot augur well for the health of our polity.

Too many Indias in my India …

For a change I thought lets write on something that is not hardcore political commentary ( pick up The Hindu for that matter!).Was whacking my head as to what should be the ideal topic which will attract readership and visitors to my blog. One of the followers of my blog suggested a good topic, that on Obama and ‘his albatross’ (of course pun intended ! I mean his Peace Prize, is no less than an albatross that has been hung around his neck by the Nobel Committee as a reminder to the promises he made, because those promises need to be kept also. And that medal, whenever he gets it will remind him of the tasks that are still unfulfilled.) But good sense prevailed as I thought that Nobel Peace Prize had become a saturated topic, with opinions pouring in from a tea-stall owner to all the Twitteratis ! Then I picked up ‘2 States : The Story of my Marriage’ the latest book by Chetan Bhagat ( those who do not know about Chetan Bhagat, well for them, he is the writer of bestsellers like ‘Five Point someone : What not to do at the IITs’, which is soon going to be released into a movie titled ‘Three Idiots’ starring Aamir Khan, Kareena Kapoor and other books like ‘One Night at the Call centre’.) His last book ‘The 3 Mistakes of my Life’ disappointed me, so I was not quite inclined to grab ‘2 States’ the moment it was published. Toying with the idea I finally gave in to my temptations to unravel what lay in store inside the red colored book. But I did do some research before buying the book ( thanks to Twitter and other sites ). What attracted me was the back cover of the book. It reads:

Love marriages around the world are simple:
Boy loves girl. Girl loves boy. They get married.
In India, there are a few more steps:
Boy loves girl. Girl loves boy.
Girl’s family has to love boy. Boy’s family has to love girl.
Girl’s family has to love boy’s family. Boy’s family has to love girl’s family…

I found it so true. Such a profound truth yet so simply put. Then there was no stopping me. I swallowed the book in 24 hrs. When I finished the book the only thing that struck me was that we have too many Indias living in India. We say India is an emerging super power, has made stupendous strides economically,and we brag about the 'Unity in Diversity' concept, but behind this statistical and emotionally charged well worded façade lie the real India, where to which caste and region you belong still determines your matrimonial potential. Where it doesnot matter whether you are from IIT or IIM or IISC, but what matters most is whether you are a Tamil Brahmin or Marathi or Bengali that will make you a good match for a girl/boy. So even if we have achieved economic footprints, culturally and socially we are still taking a step backward. What it matters most to an average Indian is ones’s prestige in one’s own community. If you marry your son and daughter to someone who is not of your own caste, you yourself become an outcaste and it doesnot matter whether your would be son-in-law or for that matter your daughter-in-law has an academic record that most people in your community can just dream of but can never achieve. So what ? At the end of the day, what you need is someone who can speak your language, eat your kind of food and be a part of your own festivals ! I thought it was necessary to marry someone whom you love and who loves you. That’s it ! But no, there are a whole lot of people you should satisfy and impress and endless conditions that you should fulfill to settle down. Like you will have to be a Bengali first, then a Brahmin or a kayastha then within that your gotra and then some more blah blah…n if all is well you might get a B- grade after all such ordeal !

To all of you who will read this article I have an innocent query-Is it possible to love someone if and only if these caste and sub-caste factors are met ? I feel then its not love but bargain ! I sometimes feel that Indian parents might well settle for a foreigner bride or groom but not an Indian who is not of their own community, caste or region. But it was to drive out these foreigners that we the Indians once fought unitedly for 200 years!

Chetan wrote it well, that we have a national anthem, a national symbol, a national bird, but we have many nations within a nation. To account for it I just cannot help recalling what once a very good and learned friend of mine said, that we never had a Renaissance in India. That was so badly needed. A cricket match can unite the many Indias within India but love cannot. Outside the cricket field, we are a Bengali first then an Indian, or a Punjabi first then an Indian. That is why only in India we have the phenomenon of honour killings. I think it has more to do with a South Asian mentality. I can bet even in Pak and in Bangladesh we have this menace.

I think it is but natural. A country that saw the pangs of partition during its independence can only reverberate with the sounds of division even after partition. Because even though we have made economic progress yet we are still to grow culturally and change the age old stereotypes. But for a cultural renaissance to happen it will still take another long and arduous struggle.That is because any struggle to change mindset is more difficult than a political struggle to change the seat of authority.

P.S: Read ‘2 States’ if you have a girl friend/boy friend who is not of your own caste or community and whom you want to seriously get married to.

Religion :The PARANOIA of the Masses

I had shut out this world of blogging for the past one month.Underwent some highs and lows in the bygone one month, hence words were hard to flow.Desperately wanted to write but found my thoughts incarcerated amidst a haze of confusion and was fumbling for an articulate manifestation of ideas to write on an issue.Thanks to my Orkut well wisher and my teacher that i finally managed to pull up my socks and get back to the groove ! This article is for him and his encouragements.

When i look back at the month gone by,many issues found front page space in many newspapers.Chandrayaan's abrupt end,the infighting within the BJP,the ghost of Jinnah and Partition,swine flu,YSR's untimely death and many such issues of national and international importance.But one issue kept on troubling me, eversince it was reported in the media - Shahrukh Khan's detention at Newak airport in New Jersey in USA.At the very outset let me put the facts straight across the table-I am not a big fan of Shahrukh Khan,but yes he is my fav hero ! So i have no bad blood with him that i would be spitting venom against him through my blog ! I understand the mental agony that he underwent at the airport and the subsequent bold and brave face he kept after the incident, where no harsh words errupted from his side.Truly appreciate his composure and gentlemanly attitude to handle the issue.

However my concern is with regard to the hypocrisy and the double standard that the media and some sections of the so called progressive and enlightened individuals exhibited.If we recall the day this incident happened it was our Independence day.And since the evening (Aug 15) the web was innundated with articles,blogs and tweets on the SRK issue and the gross injustice meted out to him. There is no denying the fact that it was an injustice and also comdemnable.But my question is,when just a week earlier,Emraan Haashmi was denied a flat accommodation in Mumbai on grounds of his religion,where was this outburst ? Where were these shouts of injustice then ? Or for that matter how many from the Bollywood fraternity took the initiative to look into the matter as to what had really happened to Haashmi ? There was a clear fault line between a famous Muslim and a not so famous Muslim. King Khan himself said after the Haashmi incident that he has never faced such discrimination in India !! How can he ?? Come on...he is KING KHAN !! And in India he is really the undisputed King ! Which fool will dare to raise an objection on his religion in India ? But i guess King Khan got his answer some weeks later.Thats what i call 'Divine Justice'! Nobody will ever understand the pain and agony of someone else unless he/she undergoes the same pain.

The question is not of Shahrukh Khan or Emraan Haashmi,there is a larger issue to it.It is heartening to know that almost more than 50 years after Tagore wrote the famous lines 'Where the mind is withou fear...', the world is still 'broken into narrow domestic walls' and the mind is still 'not without fear' and the head is still to be held high ! If such discrimination is what our celebrities face then can we just gauge the depth of the discrimination which an ordinary Muslim faces in India and elsewhere ? May be, we wont be able to fathom out the trauma that they undergo,because we have not yet suffered their anguish.Be honest to yourself and ask how many times have all of us raised our eye brows seeing a bearded man wearing a cap ! That sense of 'WE and THEY' is getting so entrenched that it is as if it will take centuries to come out of this dangerous maze of polarization.That is an ominous sign for the health of our polity.Incidences involving hi profile celebrities are reported in the media but stories of the ordinary masses are lost to time.The stories of discrimination of 'no ones' are too trivial to be reported by someone.

I do not know what is the conclusion of the WAR ON TERROR but we have certainly lost the WAR AGAINST HATRED.And the tragic irony is that we have lost it badly.Osama Bin Laden might be hiding in some mountainous caves in Pakistan/Afghanistan and might have lost the War on Terror,but he has won the psychological war against America and against us.

Reality Shows vs Quiz

I was home for a vacation for almost two months,and hence had the luxury to watch television at free will.I should say it was a luxury because in my hostel in JNU,we just have one television set ! And if you have one tv in a girl's hostel, i think i dont need to elaborate much ! Cant become a part of the deadly battle that goes on to grab the remote and tune into those saas-bahu sagas which my hostel mates enjoy so much.So at home i was happy to see tv whenever and whatever i wanted.But i was deeply dissappointed when i got the pulse of what was actually being aired on tv these days.When we grew up ( i am sure most of you will agree with me)satellite television just started its course.But even then the leading family entertainment channels aired atleast one quiz programme.Be it 'The Bournvita Quiz contest',or 'Kab,kyun,kahan' or 'Get set Go',we were atleast abreast of the latest general knowledge.Even till recently we had KBC to give us some feed of general awareness.Siddharth Basu was in our times a household name (for me he was a genius ).I grew up watching Crossfire,Parliamentary Quiz,BBC Mastermind.It was chiefly because of him that i developed my interest in current affairs and general knowledge since childhood.But now i wonder and regret what today's generation is growing up upon ? They are so unlucky in this respect ! What do they get to see on tv these days ? - Kyun ki...,Balika Vadhu etc..(i dont remember any other soap operah's name !) and the countless Reality Shows which are by no stretch of imagination real ! Some of you might argue that if you want a taste of current affairs then u have the option to watch the innumerable news channels.But then which news channel today airs a quiz prog ? Surprisingly none ! (Correct me if i am wrong)They are all busy getting sound bites to increase their TRPs and solve Murder Mysteries ! Sad irony ! I think today's generation doesnot even know who is Siddharth Basu,but they know who is 'Tulsi'!

Television is such an important medium for creating awareness but i am saddened to see its deplorable slide into sub standard progs which donot have any functional value.I think its imperative that the Information and Broadcasting Ministry formulate a minimum guideline for the types of informative prog that a tv channel should air.Atleast one Quiz show should be made mandatory.

LOYALTY & FAMILY VS. MERIT

For those of you who read my last blogpost ( The Indian Political League) and made observations about my political affiliations, well then this is for them. I am not apolitical, and for those aware of my political orientations, I am critical for everything that I feel is not right, no matter whosoever has done that wrong.

I was deeply disappointed with the Cabinet that was sworn in last week. I understand that distributing portfolios is always a difficult task, where the size of one’s pie depends upon one’s proximity to 10 Janpath. Thats understandable, for the Congress party has been known for its sycophant leaders. But sometimes good political wisdom should prevail, as the people gave the Congress the thumping mandate this time, in order to deliver upon the promises it made. Squandering that mandate can be costly for the Congress in the long run.

I have always felt that foreign policy in India has never really enjoyed the kind of attention and importance it deserves. Elections have never really been contested on issues of foreign policy (for me India-US nuclear deal was not the only issue that Indian Foreign Policy should be singularly concerned about). India’s image in the comity of nations has changed beyond proportion. But I am appalled at seeing the inherent apathy in our political establishment to have a media suavy, articulate and learned man having a strong foundation in International Affairs, occupy the post of the Minister of External Affairs. And we lost a chance this time again to rope in the best man available for this job- Dr.Shashi Tharoor. Glance through his biodata and see why I am puttng forth my case. We cannot contemplate of becoming a ‘power to reckon with’ in contemporary parlance, if we donot have the right men at the right places. Gratifying the old horses within the Congress party for their lifelong service (or should I call it sycophancy) doesnot mean that an important portfolio like the MEA should be compromised with. I am sorry, but for any young Indian who wants to see India shine through out the world Mr. S.M.Krishna is a hopeless selection ( I am not apologetic for using this term and for the lack of an even crude word I restricted myself to this term ). He might be a Harvard graduate,so what ? For his maiden speech to the media, Mr.Krishna had to take the help of piece of paper to read out his speech of acceptance as the MEA ! How long will we be cowed down to those conventional notions of age and experience? If Barrack Obama can be the president of a country like US at an age of 47, why do we need a Foreign Minister of 72 years?? If this election was said to be Congress’ agenda for inducting fresh and young blood into politics, then where did that pious agenda vanish after elections ? So should we infer that ‘young blood’ means the induction of the kids of the Congress leaders or for that matter sons and daughters of the leaders of Congress’ allies into the Council of Ministers’ list ? Is it about a Rahul Gandhi (although he declined a Cabinet berth), a Jyotiraditya Scindhia, a Sachin Pilot, a Milind Deora, a Jitin Prasada,? All sons of the Congress leaders?? Or should I rather say Youth Brigade means the sons and daughters of political leaders irrespective of the political spectrum ! Go through the list of the young MPs and find out for yourself that majority of them are either the son or the daughter of a political heavyweight. Of the 79 Ministers who were sworn in this time, 12 were the scions of a political family ! That is disappointing for any young Indian like me.I think this phenomenon was aptly summed up by Rajdeep Sardesai as ‘SON STROKE’ ! That is why we have a M.K.Azaghiri (S/O Karunanidhi) become a Cabinet Minister inspite of being a first timer in the Lok Sabha, while a man of immense calibre like Jairam Ramesh get a MoS berth !

Dr.Tharoor is 53 (young by atleast the standard of the average age that most Cabinet Ministers in India are). Now how about this for his career graph – In 2007 Shashi Tharoor concluded a nearly 29 year career with the UN, including working with the Singapore Office of the UNHCR (United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees) at the peak of the ‘boat people crisis’, handling peace-keeping operations in the former Yugoslavia and culminating as the Under-Secretary-General for Communications and Public Information. In 2006,he was India’s candidate to succeed Kofi Annan as UN Secretary-General and emerged a strong second out of 7 contenders. Dr.Tharoor earned his PhD at the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy at the age of 22! He was named by the world Economic Forum in Davos in 1998 as a ‘Global Leader of Tomorrow.’ But that Leader of tomorrow was lost to the politics of rewarding loyalty. We need a presentable face that would be India’s face in shaping the contours of world politics ( for those of you interested in seeing the grit, wit and intellectual eloquence of Tharoor, check out his video on my Orkut profile or visit http://www.shashitharoor.com).

Since Nehru, if we haven’t had a strong and well charted out foreign policy, then its because we haven’t had a strong and articulate Foreign Minister well versed in International Studies. Nehru was a visionary who had a great understanding of world history and International Affairs. Since then we have failed in our foreign policy decision-making because of the poor selection of candidates manning that post of the Foreign Minister.

Some of my friends who know me closely and are aware of my preferences would be of the opinion that this article was but natural of me, because of my ‘obsession with the Tharoors and Swarups’. To them I would react by saying that foreign policy making requires an understanding of the history of International Politics. And Dr.Tharoor fits into that post hands down. I for one would not buy the argument that he is a political novice. To substantiate my point of view I have already presented his statistics. 29 years of service at the UN is more than enough of an experience to qualify him for the post of a Foreign Minister. Currently there are two MoS for External Affairs. There were reports that during the previous UPA govt’s regime the MoS did not even have their own offices. How much autonomy then, they would be exercising in policy-making would be anyboby’s guess!

Mr.Prime Minister, you raised a hope of a new India, in the minds of young people like me, Riding on those ‘waves of hope’, we expected you to break the traditions in giving the men of honor and intellect and young leaders a place in your new team - leaders who will shape the trajectory that India would be following in the next few years and emerge as a ‘potential super power’. But we are disappointed. At the same time we know that your hands are tied.

THE INDIAN POLITICAL LEAGUE

One of my friends on Orkut during this Lok Sabha elections once scrapped me, asking as to why I didn’t write anything about the Election Predictions on my blog. I joked with him saying that if I start dabbling on election predictions, what would Prof.Yogendra Yadav (for the uninitiated, he is today, the country’s leading psephologist. He along with Prof.Rajiv Karandikar was associated with CNN-IBN’s poll projections. Currently he is a Professor at the Centre for the Study of Developing Societies {CSDS} in New Delhi) do? I didn’t want to give him a run for his money (an example you might think of my bad sense of humor!), because I grew up watching him and Dr.Prannoy Roy bring Indian elections to our drawing rooms!

Indian elections have always attracted a huge audience and with the entry of the satellite television and now the internet, together with the mushrooming growth of the private news channels, its viewership has but increased. That I think is but natural. Afterall, India is the largest democracy in the world. India incidentally, also has the largest number of political parties fighting elections. Consider for example, the sheer excitement we witnessed among the Indians, when the oldest democracy was about to elect its Chief Executive. Back home when India votes to elect its own leader, the excitement has to be even more spectacular. Our Indian Political League (IPL) has the ability to give a strong competition to the other IPL (Indian Premier League) in terms of the viewership , the drama and the climaxes and the anti-climaxes! I know the likes of Sachin, Ganguly, Sehwag and Yuvraj are icons in India, but the likes of Mayawati, Lalu Prasad, Karunanidhi or for that matter Amar Singh, have a better ability than these cricketers to deliver a bouncer every now and then!!

So what were the political highpoints of this election? I know I would be opening a pandorra’s box in starting this debate, but I think a healthy, constructive and an open debate is the hallmark of a mature democracy. If this election was about the ‘Youth wave’, then I think it is for the youth like us to voice our opinion and engage in a healthy debate. According to senior journalists like Dilip Padgaonkar (former Editor of the ToI), this election marks the beginning of ‘post-Mandal politics’ in India. He gives the example from states like Bihar, where Nitish Kumar’s JD (U) could sweep the elections riding on the agenda of development and not on the issues of caste or community. Bihar has always been known for playing the ‘identity politics’ card to success in every election, and parties like the RJD and LJP have exploited the cast equation to its notorious best. So what explains their fall from glory? Take the example of Uttar Pradesh, another state where identity politics influenced election results. The ruling BSP of Mayawati (said to be the spokesperson of the Dalit voice in India) surprisingly, emerged as the third largest party in the state in the Lok Sabha election.

The drubbing that the BJP got in this election shows that both the urban and the rural voters have not responded favorably to the rudderless ship called the NDA. Thanks to the vitriolic hate campaign preached by Varun Gandhi and Narendra Modi, and incidences in Kandhamal in Orissa, the Indian voters could sense the communal tenor in their political agenda. How could a ‘decisive leader’ who dreamt of giving a ‘determined govt’ make such a grave blunder in missing the pulse of the Indian voter??? Blogging like Obama or advertising using the internet can never make you a PM Mr.Advani. Indian voters are more matured than the US voters. We need concrete issues to judge the merit of a party and a leader. Attacking Dr. Manmohan Singh, on being a weak PM, did not strike a chord with the voters. There were other issues which the BJP failed to project as issues of national importance-that of national security, layoffs et al. In states like Chattisgarh and Madhya Pradesh, where the BJP did not play its communal card and harped upon the issues of development ,it fared better. The strange paradox is that Narendra Modi in Gujarat talks about development to ride home to victory, but outside Gujarat its something else.

The routing of the Left parties show that the Left leaders in India need to revise their old lessons of the ‘Das Kapital’ and the ‘Communist Manifesto’ all afresh. Communism in India has lost touch with its target constituency-the dispossessed and the downtrodden. Championing the rights of the poor should not be a rhetoric only,but should be followed in letter and spirit. A loss in its traditional bastion in states like Kerala and Bengal calls for greater introspection for the left. You cannot talk of Communism ,sitting in an air conditioned room in Delhi and turn a blind eye when Singur and Nandigram was burning.

For me the highpoint of this election was that, it marked a sharp break from the post-1989 election phase in India, in that this election was no longer about Mandir or Mandal, but it was about brand Manmohan. The Congress managed an overall tally of 205 seats alone, which is unprecedented, given the fragmented nature of the election verdict in the recent past.For me it was a vote for stability,a positve vote for the schemes that the previous UPA govt launched (NREGA, JNNURM, RTI, Tribal Rights Act, Domestic Violence Act, National Rural Health Mission, Loan waiver for the farmers etc).It was a vote for the clean image of our PM who was above divisive politics and stood for inclusive growth and an agenda of reforms with a human face. If Atal Bihari Vajpayee made the BJP acceptable to even the non-BJP supporters, Dr.Singh has made the Congress acceptable to the non-Congress brigade. I once had a very interesting discussion with a friend of mine about Plato and his concept of the ‘Philosopher-Kings’. For those who are not aware of this concept, let me be brief in puttng it to you, Plato said that those with virtue and knowledge should only be allowed to rule, because they then would be above politics and would rule the state well in the interest of all. So now I think, we have finally found our Philosopher King…

Is this PROTEST or PUBLICITY ?

I am amazed and deeply disappointed at the recent upsurge in the incidences of throwing shoes in India as a mark of protest. It appears that we have forgotten that everything that happens elsewhere in the world cannot and should not be copied. I mean there is something called individuality and originality also.In all this hussle and bustle i think we have decided that anything and everything goes for publicity.

India has been the pioneer in engineering the most famous form of protest- that of Satyagraha and civil disobedience. Those ideas over the years have served as the beacon of light for liberation struggles all over the world and made all those people famous ,whosoever has treaded on that path.But now, we have become rag-pickers from other's baskets it seems.Those dumb headed ill-mannered individuals in India,who in the last few days have taken to this new form of protest that has made its debut, (thanks to the journalist in Iraq who threw his shoe at Mr.Bush Jr.) are objects of disgust for me(others may disagree and have every right to). We boast about our great culture and values whenever we get a chance to,how did these people forget that then ? And all those who followed this form of protest did not belong to the so-called 'young, hot blooded hip-hop generation Y ' clan ( becuase its this group who always share the blame of mutilating our civilizational values).These were people who were made to grow up on the strong roots of Indian culture.So where did thier cultural virtues disappear now ? One may argue that 'frustration' made them do it.But i for one wont buy that argument.Because if we remember our history correctly,then nothing was more frustrating than to allow your motherland to be ruled by the aliens for 200 years.But flip through the pages of history, not a single episode (baring the Surat Session of the INC in 1907) was marked by such cheap forms of protest.I think its time we make use our minds and not get swayed by the idea of getting frontpage coverage in newspapers and become a hero ! All sensible and like-minded individuals must join to condemn such incidences.After al India still has some individualty and a special niche in the comity of nations.

THE MYSTERY THAT I COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND

I have been struggling for the past few weeks to write,but I was fumbling for words and there was a paralysis of ideas in my brain.Hours together,i would be sitting with a blank page.Kept on thinking why is it that sometimes in life we come across a phase when we keep on pondering about something and that thought process appears never ending.It is as if u are walking through a tunnel and you donot know if at all an exit exists ! Recently,i read a book called The Empire of Knowledge by Vinay Lal.There I came across a line that made me understand why is it that we never understand why we behave the way we do sometimes,and in retrospection we find it totally illogical and naive.It was a line by Benjamin Walter,which read, "...we, the thoughtful atleast are in a perpetual state of crisis." I lay blank after reading it.Kept on reading it and then re-read it.

Life is full of contradictions,that was something i grew up learning.But i could never fathom out its underlying essence until now.What is it that we want ? Does it actually matter what we want ? Can confusions end ? Why are we always enslaved by circumstances ? If man is so powerful,why cant he break free from this labyrinth ? Confusions are like evergreen forests ! No matter which season it is they are omnipresent.Nw,i sound like i m really confused! The more we try hard to understand a thing, another front opens up, adding more to the confusion and then the battle becomes more intense.Because fighting on several fronts isnt easy.Atleast i am not so adept on that count. I know what am writing is not making any sense,considering the fact that this blog has been about making posts on realistic issues.But perhaps,what is more realistic is the necessity to address confusions.Atleast,that is what one of my very good friends say. And for the past few days thats what i have been engaging myself into.Yet...i am struggling.I would like to hear from you,one who reads this post, why is it that when you find life is within your grasp,it simply slips ??? Confusions exist,or we create them or make them appear like the statue of THE CHRIST -THE REDEEMER ??? Try and look at that statue, i m sure no one can resist its mysticism !!! And in life confusions are also like that ! It has a magnetic charm,so difficult to unshackle.May be I am lost today...But i am searching for some answers...

STUPID CUPID - LETS ATTACK !!!!

Valentine's Day is approaching and the Hindutva Brigade is out of its slumber. Nice name they have given to their campaign this time- MORAL POLICING ! Its always nice to be self-appointed custodians of the civilisational heritage,or should I say its a superb cloak to camouflage their hypocritical non-sense ! Its ridiculous to see that this time their target is the state known to be the 'Mecca of the Software Revolution'.Its outrageous,as a responsible citizen and a thinking individual to digest their preposterous rhetoric.I mean is there a dearth of substantive issues in this country to fight for ? I am sure,our country has attained that level of enlightenment,atleast now, in not showing any sympathy to such publicity stunt-men and showing them their real place - an ASYLUM,may be ! If they really want to protect our civilisational values,then they should go and teach those youth a lesson who disrespect women on the road,or those who ill-treat their parents,rather than kidnapping and maiming a Hindu girl for talking to a Muslim boy.Our rich civilisational values never taught us such lessons. Where are we heading ? I know India is a democracy,so everyone legally enjoys a right to speech,but that doesnot give a license to paranoid individuals to get a frontpage picture or to appear or re-appear for a prime time news story ! We call India to be mature democracy,but i think the people should also show some amount of maturity in dismissing such signposts of stupidity.

The Larger Picture

I found a very interesting comment about my article on 'Slumdog Millionaire- A Big Q and no A',which says about the strategy of marketing the poverty in India and selling it to the west.In reaction to that naive viewpoint,the only thought that emanated from my mind is the way negative view points are given preference,when we attempt an analysis.I mean why cant we simply look at the positive side of it ? Why cant we look at the movie as India's answer to the rest of the world, that after years of subjugation by the colonial masters from the west,India has written her own story from ashes to glory ! She has been labelled as an 'Emerging Super Power'. Thats like being a true millionaire from slums ! Being critical about anything and everything is enriching,but the reality in the midst of it shouldnot be glossed over.

SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE - A Big Q and No A !

I have been listening to all sorts of mind-bogling comments and rave reviews about Slumdog Millionaire,which made me feel even i have some thoughts to share.The fantastic thing about India that fascinates me the most is the freedom of speech that we enjoy.Everyone is entitled to an opinion here. And we are free to buy the other's argument or to outrightly reject it.Where does one stand on a particular issue depends upon which lense one uses to zoom in. Was the movie celebrating India or was it marketing the Poverty in India that sells so well in the theatres ? I mean all this hue and cry about the way the film has potrayed poverty in India is apalling according some intellectuals.I would pride myself in saying that i dont belong to that class of the so called intelligentsia.There have been Indian movies made by Indian directors who have taken the leeway to potray the poverty in India even more starkly. Watch AAMIR for example and see the way the dingy bylanes in Mumbai have been shown.That film has won many a critical acclaims abroad.But no one raised any question about that. The world saw the way an average Indian lives in such a claustrophobic environment in that movie. So why all this fuss now ? I mean do we Indians have a copyright on potraying Indian poverty in movies ?