Saturday, March 12, 2016

YES, I am a working woman.

YES, I am a working woman and by my own choice;

YES, I am a working woman and I might not be the sole breadwinner of a household but yes, I have my own share in bringing up the household;

YES, I am a working woman and of course I still feel the affection for the dependability of bringing a new life to this world;

YES, I am a working woman and I accept the fact to restart afresh and prove myself all over again after I return to my workplace after months of leave;

YES, I am a working woman and I put on make-up and wear ironed clothes and heels but of course that doesn’t reduce my work pressure; I do it because I like it;

YES, I am a working woman and I might have an external support system but I still have a clock running in my mind constantly that monitors all the moves and instances by those external helps;

YES, I am a working woman but I still make sure to enjoy motherhood even in the time crunches and I take pleasure in spending time with my kid as much as any other mother does;

YES, I am a working woman but of course it’s like one more plug-in and not substitute to any of my different other roles that I play from a daughter, a wife, a daughter-in-law and most importantly a mother;

YES, I am a working woman and I carry an attitude of confidence and independence but I am also a loving and caring person;


Thursday, February 18, 2016

Ongoing Disaster

JNU and JU – the two universities where WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING is the question I guess every sensible Indian is having in his or her mind. From the starting of the week, I think this has been the topic of discussion in Newshour debate by Arnab Goswami where every time in the group of panelists there are those who I guess for purely publicity need are supporting the students who are protesting in favour of Afzal and traitors like him.

Few students like some virus pop ups start saying , in fact shouting to be precise that afzal guru was a martyr; have they gone mad? They shout anything they want, “cheen k lenge azaadi” and all that; if you really don’t feel like to stay in this country, go away. Who is asking you to stay here? And after all these protests you say that its freedom of speech; wow… as well described in that video (link in the end) freedom of speech means freedom to criticize  that is if you don’t like something, you have all rights to share your opinion about it; freedom of speech does not give you any authority to abuse or threaten anyone. Who are you, you think that you will break the nation into pieces when in reality you don’t have the guts to speak up standing alone and not shouting amidst a crowd of equally illiterate people? Get your facts and figures; do your homework properly before taking such a disastrous step.

All these sequence of events: students useless protests; lawyers taking the law in their own hands and beating up students; and now issues for the proposal of raising the tricolor in all central universities. I really feel pity for those who simply shout without actually understanding the sole purpose of such proposals.

For God’s sake don’t mix tricolor with extreme nationalism……….. I mean  Tricolour is the flag of our nation and not some personal property of any political party or religion. Tricolour represents our INDIA and all INDIANS; why is Tricolour being tagged with being extreme nationalism? I don’t think that there is anything wrong with such proposal of flying the tricolor in all central universities; I think this should have been done many years ago, but better late than never, I feel it’s a great move because such an action will remind all of us that India is our country and we all are Indians, it will help us realize and differentiate between the traitors and martyrs. I felt so sad when General Bakshi became emotional saying that he might be standing alone in this battle but he supports to fly high the tricolor but then Arnab Goswami supported him saying that he is not alone and that we all are with him. And then it was really great to see Smriti Irani calling the newshour herself and telling that how much we, the citizens of India are grateful to General Bakshi and other soldiers of the country like him.

At the end, I just want to say that Guys, you represent the youth of this country; you are an integral part in building the nation but this attitude is surely not going to gain you anything in life apart from few photos in front page of newspaper. Do remember this is the generation of social media; You are always being watched for both good and bad reasons; all moves are being scanned; nothing is hidden. 

Be the genuine and sensible lover of your motherland.

INDIA is my country and I am a proud INDIAN.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Caste Battle

Debates going around in all channels for Rohith’s suicide where panelists are discussing or rather putting the blame on each other and trying to encash votes making this a need based issue as required by them. A team of people just trying to throw the ball in each other’s court; the methodology that has been an integral part of our society where only discussions happen and decisions are seldom taken, the root cause of every single problem;  one party trying to prove themselves right and all others wrong.

Student commits suicide unable to bear the despair and what is happening after that …. Only discussions; we all know who is the culprit but no action has been taken yet. Day by day people are trying to create a virtual reality and then using it as a weapon and hence complicating the issue further. Such incidents have happened in past and will continue to happen in future; one state where one person belonging to one caste has been harassed because of the one’s who belong to power.

What the hell is going on, I really feel like to say “Grow up, be genuine, be sensible.” Poor guy suffered injustice and ended his life, do something now; culprits should be punished. For how many more days and years will castes be given more importance than humanity. Why anything should be based on caste wise favoritism? Student should entirely be judged based on his academics profile, on merit; and then if he needs financial support, he should be given; irrespective of whether he is Brahmin or SC or ST or OBC or whatever.

We cannot close the eyes to the fact that in India caste stands a lot of importance; in every damn form we all need to mention which caste we belong to; why such discrimination? These age old norms definitely need amendment. Why caste should be given any such importance? Be it any field; in schools or colleges or offices or anything else; judgment should be entirely based on capability and quality and not because which caste or place you belong to. And it’s not just me, I think this is what the young India wants.

India is our country and let us all just be Indians.

RIP Rohith.

Saturday, December 12, 2015

The Role Change

Lost in the chaos of office, home, family sometimes I feel restless when I desperately feel the need to spend some time alone, me with myself. But are we alone anytime? Physically may be yes but emotionally, of course never because always we go through some emotional turmoil that keeps us worried or at least concerned for some or other thing.

Then with my son beside me taking his good night sleep, I suddenly felt that there was a day when even I was so small, so carefree, so confident which in turn suddenly makes me realize that life is so organized (of course by God and not by us the humans). God has beautifully created the life of humans where we get to play each and every role, go through all kinds of emotions and live all stages of life. In one life, we live so many lives: we take birth and live as an infant who is completely dependent on others, unable to speak but having complete faith on the one who gave birth to us; and gradually year by year we turn independent from being dependent for each and every aspect and we are young, fully energetic and confident to fight the world, passionate and fearless, we take our own decisions; then comes a stage when we get married and get into the world of responsibility, we take decisions for upcoming generations, we plan for the uncertain future; and then again year by year we turn old and turn fully dependent slowly from being independent.

There was a day when I knew nothing and my parents taught me how to express myself, how to talk, how to stand on my feet, how to face the challenges of life and now are the days when I know things that they don’t know, I know better way of doing many things, I am dependable for them; what is very obvious for me is something extraordinary for them. And I know that there will be a day when my son will be much smarter than me and feel the same that I am feeling today.

My parents taught me those dial-up connections and landline phone usage and today I teach them how to use smart phones, WiFiwhats app and then suddenly my mom gets scared because some message pops up or some image does not open and she gives me a call panic stricken and I say chill mom, it’s just an app and it won’t blast, don’t worry I am there.

Truly, everyone is dependent in this inter-dependent world and every age, every stage has its own flavor, charm, grace and beauty and we are all so lucky to live a life full of different flavors.