HER....

I was on my way to PUNE and it was in the airport that I spotted Her-the quintessential modern self sufficient woman of today….She strolled in wearing
a jeans and top..with her baby in a pouch like carrier firmly clipped to
the strap of her backpack…she sat down,unhooked her baby from its confines
and then fed it from a small packet of AMUL mishti doi..the baby had a tendency to
grasp at the spoon again and again..so she gave it a rattle to play with….
I watched her..astounded by her composure and presence of mind…she looked the least nettled by the babies antics..and kept feeding it…wen she was done..she packed the spoon and all into a packet,put them all in her backpack and was all set to go…with the baby in her pouch again….

She was to me the symbol of all a self sufficient woman should be…not cribbing for support and help from others…yet a caring and loving mother….caring for her baby
on the way to work…she was completely WOW….my all respect and adulation for her…

NB to 26-11 post

my friends my last blog was not meant to provide solutions for terrorism now...it was more of what we the coomoners can do to slowly stem out the problem...this problem has taken this massive proportion slowly through the years...n to eradicate it we need time and patience...but i just made an effort to point out d little ways in which we the commoners can do something abt it...i know it will take long...but doing somethng helps...always...

we have the power

26/11/2008……Mumbai saw one of the greatest acts of terrorism worldwide….if not by its sheer dimension of destruction…it instilled fear in us by making us realize how powerless we are…if something as secure n protected as the Trident could be attacked…then where do we, the common people, stand in terms of security??

As to what has been done and what is being done at the international level post 26/11
is much disputed…but here I wish to discuss the role that we can play in eradication of
the social evils that in their turn give rise to terrorism…..the number one reason is poverty which in itself is a burning problem in India…but have we done anything about it??The second reason is discrimination of a certain section of people …why are we so limited in our outlook towards them?Why do we look twice when we encounter a muslim name?Why those furtive glances at the burqa clad women standing at a bus stop??Whatever they wear is their personal choice,who are we to make them feel like aliens…..Who are we to comment about their food??If they choose to eat beef,why should it bother others…Why those accusing stares at the muslims after every terror attack??why why why??

Some may think that I have come up with a lot of questions but haven’t answered any…but then if the answer was so easy that one person could figure them all out…then would the problem have reached this dimension at all??It needs people to think and decide conscientially what can be done…Little efforts on our part can make huge difference to the world around us…Its time for all INDIANS to stand side by side under the same banner and fight….fight against our agelong prejudices and overcome limitations that have been ingrained into us…if we as sensible human beings cant do it..then why blame the others….


“Nobody is born a terrorist”…its the situation which makes them take it up….if we being blessed with reason and education fail to take a stand…then why expect those
deprived people to have moral standards….Its a wake up call for all Indians…WAKE UP AND TAKE A STAND….JAI HIND….

SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE

Its 2009…the year has began with its due share of uncertainities n troubles galore…with the slowdown and all….but then it has brought us something we have craved for since quite long….am talking about “slumdog millionaire” winning 10 oscar nominations…
What is the first picture that comes to your mind when u hear the word “slum”…those dingy houses in some regions in Mumbai and kolkata ..where the very basic need to have a roof on the head far surpasses all concerns of hygiene and safety….n we associate with it the word “dog” and here we have a picture of person who is an underdog in every sense of the term….then as if ironically we put the word “millionaire” after it….aren’t those two words poles apart?In a slum where people feel blessed if they get two square meals per day who dreams of being a millionaire..or should I say who can dare to dream about being a millionaire…..but then it was this very contrast that somehow attracted me
to go and watch the movie….just to check how does someone bring these two unlikely concepts together.

So what I find in the movie is simply amazing…a frame by frame depiction of a slumdwellers life….the pain,the simple pleasures,the innocent smiles….all depicted very realistically….the riots,the orphaned kids,the escape from the hands of a person whose business is to cripple babies and get them to beg….they are very much there.But even more touching is the part when the underdog manages to go on air on “who wants to be a millionaire” and even there he is mocked for being the “chayewala” .Its as if the very fact
that he is a chayewala rising higher,that successful people like the host of the show feels insecure and tries to stop his flight….isn’t it true in every way??the more people have the more insecure they feel because they have things to lose..but a have-not has nothing to lose….so he dares….dares to come on a tv show just to find his long lost love…dares to
phone a friend ..being fully aware that the person on the other side is as ignorant as he is…dares to move from one question to another knowing that a mistake at the next stage could make him penniless as before….but the money is not his target…he wants to be on air for as long as possible…and for that he dares to anwer…raking the nooks and cranies of his brain for experiences that could potentially give him the answers…it’s the longing to be on air…that makes him delve deeper into his memories and find the answers…haven’t we always been told that its all in our mind…its just that we don’t look hard enough to find the answers….for a change he does…and WINS.Its the victory of the human mind…the human spirit…and above all the human himself…

Thats “slumdog millionaire” to me…the epitome of hope ..the symbol of the power of human will and human mind…which can break all barriers …kudos to the human will..

colours

What is the first thing that strikes u when u see colours??To me they are priceless because they symbolize variety to me….Simplest example is that of flowers…the same flower of different colours conveys so many different feelings…rose when red signifies love,when yellow represents friendship,when white symbolizes a get well soon wish and so on…..Then again we have come to associate colours with occasions…red is the colour of the typical bridal ensemble…To me it’s a symbol of the love that binds the two hearts together once and for all on that day….White or black is worn in mourining and they by there simple absence of hues are able to depict d sadness of a demise….Den again being a girl I can vouch that coloured glass bangles r every girls dream….In modern urban chic maybe the thick ones r more in use….but d presence of colour is common in all of them…. Again colours r a painters n photographers greatest assets…They help him capture that dream sequence on paper…Though some of d greatest works in art are done in black and white…but its the coloured version that captures d imagination of one and all….. Indian rangolis are known for their myriad hues …..and being an Indian can we dare to forget d use of colour in our food…the red colour of mirchi powder,the yellow of the haldi are very much a part of us…den again the coloured dot on most Indian womens’ forehead called bindi enhances her beauty…the red bindi signifies marital status…..and speaking of colous can we dare to forget about the holi festival…its the festival of colours…when people feel awkward if they are not drenched in the oddest shades of green n blue…thats a short insight on what colours are to me….and till I get back to you with more to share…keep smiling n keep your life colourful

blog on blogging.....

all you people who have actually ventured to read dis...i frantically apologise to you for wasting your precious time....but u know dere is this silly bug in my head..and when it bites i cnt stop myself frm trying out something new..and this time its blogging for the first time...its not dat i have nothing distinct to tell you..nor sumthng that u havent heard before...but its very me....sooo.....blogging i think is a pretty innovative idea of sharing your thoughts.....and sharing them far n wide at that..but it somewhat takes the thrill out of writing....writing is more romantic i think....juss visualise for a moment...u with your writing book sitting wherever it suits u without these nasty cables all round you....writing to ur hearts delight about all that crosses your mind...only conscious of the faint sound of the pen scratching on the paper...each word has embedded in it ur uniqueness in the form of your handwriting...those curling of your Ys n crossing of your Ts...all distinctly different,,,,isnt dat a part of u???do let me know if u agree.......n if u dnt do positively let me know.....so long..till the bug bites again....take care alll