One doesn’t have to belong to a school of
elegance and finesse to standout in society, not that we, the less fortunate,
who didn’t attend such a school, lack them, lack these qualities. When women
walk out of that realm of grace, they apparently tend to defy some established
norms, laws or traditions in society.
Exemplary behaviour is spontaneous , does
not evoke rebellion, may at times attract rebellion in spurts and thus becomes memorable. My recent exposure to women of all ages and
flavors (?), keeps the insides of my tummy churning to warn myself, dissuade a
few , adorned with resentful acts or their statements uttered in defiance . We
know you are there. Sheer unabashedness !
Being a hindu by birth, not a fanatic, some
aspects of my religion have been ingrained or taught for self evolution .When
young , as school students, visiting a chapel, daily,
without any distaste , we solemnly entered the chapel. We knelt and prayed
after making the sign of the cross. We acknowledged the deity in front of us,
Jesus, a portrait that induced piety so we did pray fervently.
In the evening hours , we were instructed
to light an oil lamp before an array of gods and goddesses, that didn’t perplex
us, we siblings, prayed in a language that was initially incomprehensible but
later when explained, the meaning of the
prayers by parents, we did memorise them. The practice turned into a habit that
has lasted till date. Never were we taught to barge into the sanctum sanctorum
of any temple.
Indian Summer----time for Circus
Some overtly obvious electioneering in five
states Assam , West Bengal, Tamil Nadu, Kerala and Puducherry was a fitting tribute to mob mentality .The
mood certainly is contagious even if you do not support any political party. To
add to the mood were the primaries vying for attention in the US. All this adds
to the general pulse rates of the concerned. Are we short of original sources
of joy?
- The visit of the WillKat duo of the British Royal
Family who posed for the shutter
bugs as lovey- dovey as a couple can look from The Taj Hotel , Mumbai to
The Taj Mahal of Agra. The Royal touch was missing.
- Panama Papers a
scoop of sorts where by the concerned wrong doers look dazed and clueless
. What went wrong ? My son hid his favourite Gi Joe toys in my neighbour’s attic
years ago , fearing I might please his friends to play with them while he
did his home work. So our wrong doers hid their piggy banks in a remote,
now famous Island called British Virgin Islands.
- A crystalline
carbon called Koh-i-noor travelled far and wide,
changed hands during war or no war but no love was exchanged , the diamond
was gifted to show love. All is fair in love and war. Now this precious
stone is being discussed more than the inset cuts with cutting remarks.
Considering its historical background, how gullible Indians are (were) to
be attracted to white-skinned people, be it war or love. All for a diamond
?!
- A temple tragedy
down south, Paravoor, Kerala, due to a misled splinter of a fire cracker
that went beserk. It found its way to a pile of fire crackers and
explosives, boom it exploded which even a five-year old would lend wisdom
to stay safe in the dead of night. The explosion cost more than a hundred
lives, some were maimed and burnt . Oh what a grotesque sight in the
temple precincts.
- Droughts prevailing
in a few states, not a new phenomenon
, of failed monsoons, mindless wastage
of a dear natural resource called Water is creating a lot of
brouhaha. How do we fetch water at the expense of cricket-a national hobby (read obsession) ? Very tragic?!
Can we shift locales of matches? If so what a pathetic decision was
magnified by the big-wigs of the game. You know thirsty throats and crows will
fetch water from nowhere…..remember the thirsty crow? But cricket matches- no
way –no shifting of venue… Can we ignore money –spinners?
- A mounted police horse struck by mistake (blame the baton) , died for
the wrong reasons, the decibels rose by animal and non-animal activists .
The untimely death was a bitter pill to swallow by me too. I shed a few
tears to pray for the horse’s soul.
Haven’t we seen enough in April? The cruellest month but some solace, a few of us remember a playwright even after
400 years, William Shakespeare, not for wrong reasons but he remains
an academic darling for literature lovers.
India gets ready for a panorama of events that
will be touching, burning, pricking and irritating as summer which has just
started. Eat and drink cool stuff and be on the lookout for events that
hurt/touch and often sprinkled with a feeling
Oh! I am alive , I mean all of you! Staying Alive!
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