The Yardstick

The Nation seems to be getting over the controversial demise of an innocent girl. It was really nice to see the people express their anger on something genuine. Though it was mostly in the digital world and not in the real world, it was applaudable that a worthless-hippocratic-unemployable generation ( in all age groups ) that relies mainly of the alms of those above head, had the spine to stand up for something. Although the cause and their ways of expression were largely debatable, but it was good to see them mark their shameless presence. It reminded me of the hindi proverb - " सत्तर चूहे खाकर बिल्ली हज को चल दी।"

 The main point to be noted here in this case after the technicalities is the hippocratic and rather quick stand taken by some so-called actors like Farhan Akhtar. Also, it was shocking to see that the "peaceful" community and the likewise intellectual section which usually refrain from even singing Vande Matram, stood out with placards stating " I am Hindustan...".
Now this line stood conspicuously in this matter that shed more light on the Temple than the Rape because it is quite obvious that this made up show of a henious crime was aimed at shaking the roots of the faith of a particular community. Questionable is also the J & K government's stand on Rohingyas? Why did they have to relocate them in a region where social homogeneity was for sure to get disturbed? Why it seems that a new wave of Hindu exodus is to be followed in the Region?

However, the Eclipse has finally shifted and its very sad that a poor child had to bear its brunt. That also not a very common child, but a special one - one that belonged to the Gujjar Bakarwals who became pivotal in the Kargil war. These temporary settlers are actually peaceful and their religious chronology leaves no doubt left. Targeting them is nothing but, an attempt to disgrace our theme of unity in diversity. Later branding the deductions that suggested some true colours of the nature of attrocities, Communal ,was an act of utter disgust. How can the so called "harbingers of justice", completely ignore the cries from Tamil Nadu, Maharashtra, Assam, Bihar where the accused is a bearded-devil? I do smell a rat here with reeks of communality.

Nevertheless, the Eclipse will return and chances are, it will be more brutal next time. We need to enhance our preparedness to wartime levels. Only Laws would not be sufficient. We need a better public environment. We need to return to Bharat where the society was so rich that the words of Maa used to be God's command, Bahan was no less the  breathe itself, Bhabhi was Devi-incarnated and the Family which was reflected at all levels was the core of pious existence. We were simple people. We did not have heavy words from Dictionary but, lighter ones with a heart full of humanity. We need to get that back.

But, would it not be ironic to expect human emotions from those who refuse to be grateful to even the Motherland that has fed them for so long?
I hope at least now the bell might have rung to the ears of those advocating to refuge the Rohingyas. You owe it to the inhuman death of Asifa. You should die of shame. Its the least you can do now.

Let the Unity Decide

Another Thursday comes to an end.

I wish I could call it "finish", instead of "end". But any grammatical upper hand cannot approve this because that's not true and without truth any lingual expression is spineless.

Now, dear Reader I hope my beginning does not disappoint you. Even if it does, please bear with me, as that's the best we do once we start something in the real world. Don't we?
If a student goes for the Science stream, she is forced to take it till her funeral-pyre. If an Engineer wants to switch his job, he first has to move past an even stronger social and emotional "HODOR". If a Bride yearns for the kiss of the divorce paper instead, she is better taken care of by Chitragupta's accounts. Isn't it true?
But, you were always quite and I command the same to you even now.
Further, stay calm as none of the above is out of the context here.

So, coming back to my "Thursday" we see that it is less of an Individual's day and more of the Mass' life. People spent their entire life counting the paces from home to work and this commute brings about their transformation from a potential form of life to a social jerk.

People do not have control over their own lives. They are driven only by the virtues and vistas of others. The Others here maybe their parents, their teachers, their friends, their bosses, their pasts, their religions, their sects, their doodhwalas, their neighbours, their "Sharma ji", their pets favourite snack seller and every other noun that you can come across.
Isn't this hillarious that in a generation where the Population claims to be the most Modern, the sole idea of an individual has got lost. Even that Constitutional Vote now matters in numbers and not in names.

For a second if we agree to parents being the towering figure above us because of them being the True form of God in this Universe in most cases, even then how do we explain the interference of the other Others?

Sadly, we do not have an answer. We can give some explainations to earn browney points here and there but, ultimately the unfortunate truth has to sink in.

Today, in the age of the clash of ideologies we have lost the relevance of ideas and if ideas do not define an individual, what else does?

Learn to appretiate your child's choice of colours over numbers, learn to promote your daughter's success in a field of opposite-sex or your son's efforts to be better at tears than jeers, learn to accept the Next Generation's choice in Partner and learn to opt for "their" experience over your "youthful zeal".

We also, need to move from our tendency to impress the multiples and need to shift the onus on letting the individual express himself/herself. Unless the Shiv and Shakti meet at each unit level the chaos would always exist. Thus, letting the Unity decide is of utmost importance.

Time is less for our rectifications on Earth but, there is a ray of hope in the belief that maybe if we try to improve ourselves as a species, Mother Nature forgives us.