Friday, 13 October 2017

I Know What I am

I know what it is that makes me, just as I know what can break me. But each time I encounter what gets to me, I look for ways to make me stronger, or maybe more flexible, whatever it is that will help me defeat the weakness, the fear. I am not yet ready, I am evolving still, and hope that the evolution never stops, for I want not to be a hard rock lying on the ground, but an ever growing beautiful shrub that changes, moves grows as time passes, becoming more and more resilient, stronger, and also more helpful to others, as it produces fragrant flowers, or fruits to eat, shade or even just cleaner air to breathe. I know I am not like anyone else, I am unique, I am different, I take pride in that, as I feel everyone should(in their uniqueness). What good is a thing that is a clone of a million others, like those that have rolled off the factory floor. I want to be the unique sculpture, sculpted by hand, the one which is like none other. I don't want to fit in boxes, or roles, for I can be more, beyond them and still fill them all. I know that boxes are necessary, for everyone to perform their part in the running of humanity, society and I never want to evade the work that is mine, but I also truly want to evolve in their performance. Whether it is as a mother, a wife, a woman, I want to fill those boxes with the uniqueness that is me, and learn from each moment of playing those roles to improve from within.

No, I am not perfect, not even close, but that does not mean I stop trying. My definition of perfection itself changes, but my desire to reach it is constant. I am not defined by what I lack, or what I need to improve. "I am impatient!" is not a statement for me, but a quality that needs efforts to change... and that is the only way I shall evolve, into a better version of what I am each moment. And so I say, the desire to get better is the only thing that needs to have permanence in my life, everything else is evolving, changing and hopefully will be, till my very last breath!

Friday, 18 August 2017

When Speaking Your Mind Means Getting Reviled

What do I write about, on a day when I feel like I rather stay under my quilt and sleep, but the world around me, seems to be going a little tipsy, and my mind is just trying to make sense of all that seems absolutely crazy, but the world wants me to not just  accept it, as some kind of absolute truth, but to embrace it, or else I shall be taunted and teased, called names, and worse my basic human dignity to free speech and thinking shall be snatched away. Is that sentence too long, with way too many confusing things stated? Well, if you are reading this, let me tell you, each and every word I say is true in every sense of it. There are so many things in the 'modern' world today, which are lauded for being politically correct, and we have to toe the line or face the consequences of it that I sometimes wonder if it is OK for me to breathe. If so much as a hint of thinking out of the 'norm' is sniffed, be ready to be called every name in the book possible, and be demeaned and bullied non stop.

Let me share with you this article. It talks about a study on genders for scientists, that shows that the gender of a person is not just based on the physical attributes, but many many other traits inherent to our behaviour, personalities etc. This link is being covertly passed around amongst my friends and acquaintances, who believe that men and women are different. We do not say it out aloud, we do not share it in the open, but talk about it in whispers, saying things to the effect of  yes obviously, I have always believed that. The reason its all whispered in secret, is fear. Fear of the wrath of the so called 'modern, liberal feminists'. Oh yes! There are scathing comments and badgering non stop, should such things be mentioned.Well guess what? A man and woman are different, if something as basic as that needs to have scientific studies to prove, mankind truly is in a precarious state, and needs some serious therapy. Does being different mean that one is better than the other? Maybe to racists, sexists and feminists, but not to rational people. An apple and a banana are different, they are neither worse nor better than the other. The 2 of them together, will form a more balanced diet, than just one. Men and women, male and female were created different to perform different functions and thus form a complete whole for mankind. I am a woman, I am not the same as man, but I am neither better nor worse than man. Plain and simple. I am surprised that I need to say this aloud, I thought this was just plain common sense. ( I sometimes wonder, if the so called 'open-minded' ones, opened up their minds so much, that the brains just fell off!!)

And now, there is the upcoming public vote on the bill for marriage equality taking place in Australia. Where I stand on that aside, just the simple bullying and bashing of people happening over this is unbelievable. A lot of my friends, tell me not to watch the news, or follow what's happening. They feel, and very rightly so, that it brings in a lot of negativity and its unnecessary to bring that into your life. I agree! The vitriol being spewed by people, on those who hold a view different from theirs is unbelievable. Bullying is a very very mild word for what is happening. The meanness, the nastiness, and the plain and simple crude hate people are capable of is being bared, and honestly it makes me so so sad. It makes my heart weep, to know that people are capable of falling so beneath basic humanity. People have been spat on, stalked, threatened, abused and worse.Why? I wonder why? Because they don't agree to what you think, because they don't agree to what you have to say? The media, the corporations and even social media like Facebook, have crossed all basic limits to allow people the freedom to express their opinions. I am linking here to how Facebook has banned a person from the site for 30 days for sharing a past asking people to enroll themselves to be able to vote in the plebiscite.How and in what world is that acceptable? QANTAS - The spirit of Australia, recently displayed just how small and mean its spirit really is, and how it treats people who do not follow the CEO's beliefs.I really don't think the Aussie spirit is either that mean, but then the guy in power enjoys his personal vendetta there doesn't he? Reminds me a bit of Hitler to be honest.

I have plenty of logical views to put forth about which side of the SSM poll I stand on, and maybe when I am frustrated and enraged some more, I will, but just not today. Right now, I just rue that mankind is sliding down the slippery slope of hate and meanness that has no end. We shun the good and hug the bad. And maybe there needs to be scientific studies to prove where that leads to? The question on my mind though, is, do we speak up, air our voices and opinions inspite of the threat of being shut down, taunted, bullied and ridiculed or do  we save our peace of mind, maintain our silence in public, while the world as we know it changes irreparably forever? As far as I go, you can call me whatever names you want, I know what I believe, and I will stick by it with my dying breath, because really I don't need a scientist to tell me, that a man and a woman are different and we all have a gender as bestowed upon us from birth.

Friday, 28 July 2017


Every moment in our life is an opportunity
Good ones - to be happy,
Frustrating ones - to develop patience,
Victorious Ones - To build self confidence,
Ones of failure - to help us develop humility
Painful ones - to develop strength,
Sad ones - to help us realise all that we often take for granted, or leave unnoticed,
Helpless ones - to make us realise that there is infact a power far mightier than us, Who is always by our side.

Now its upto us, to use these opportunities and grow, or get too immersed in the positive or negative emotions they generate to actually learn. The choice is ours!

Monday, 17 July 2017

The Contradiction That is Mankind

We are a funny bunch us humans. I cannot understand us, sometimes I am exasperated, at others amused, and yet others befuddled. It is not that I am perfect, or that my philosophies of life are ideal, but some contradictions of humanity, I just do not understand.

We talk about valuing lives of all creatures, we have PETA activists raising their voice all around the globe against animal cruelty, while we allow innocent women and children to be smuggled into flesh trade, human lives to be violently taken away in Syria. I don't understand it. How can someone who stands up for animal rights, not be affected by the cruelty against innocent humans? We members of the modern world, allow a tragedy like Syria to happen and beat on about saving fishes. Do you see the contradiction in that or is it just me? Every culture today talks about embracing others, and yet, applies that only to the 'new world' immigrants, while the old world racism flourishes unbound under that charm of acceptance.

We flaunt sex everywhere, and encourage teenage sex, and then encourage abortions, calling it women's rights. It makes no sense to me, as a person, a woman or as a parent. What would make sense to me would be to teach the new generation of humans responsibility, to teach them that every action has a consequence, consequences that are often irreversible. To teach the new generation that there is a right time, a right age for sex, and that is not the be-all and end-all of life. It would make sense to me, to teach the new generation that every life is indeed precious, not just ones that can stand and earn but those without a voice. Abortions of convenience, seem to me, to be one of the cruelest traits of mankind, right next to murdering a child. Abortions happen across the world for a number of reasons right from wanting an offspring of a different gender, not wanting a child to take care of, not wanting to 'spoil' the body and more. The point though is, we are killing the most vulnerable of life, just because we can, and that in my books, makes us the cruelest and meanest murderous race on earth. We kill our own young ones. The ones that would carry on our human race, the precious lives ensconced in the womb of a mother to keep safe and warm, to grow and be nurtured to life outside the womb. It seems like we are a standing joke on ourselves. Because we feel we have the right to decide which lives are important enough to save and which are not.

Another thing I just do not understand is the revolt against the basic rules of 'nature'. We believe in following the law of the land. As humanity, every culture, group, society, community, city, country is guided by a set of rules, law as they are set up. Rules, set up for the well being of all member of the community. These rules are put in place for the smallest unit of people like a family, and we seem to understand the importance and need for it. Most of us follow them, and understand that people who break these rules need to face its consequences. Like the time-out for a child who throws a tantrum about eating their vegetables on the dinner table. And yet, we cannot understand the simple thing that, God (Yes, I will not say nature etc, because it is God who created this universe, people who want to fool themselves by not believing in it, are depriving themselves of the greatest truth of all, and I am not going to be politically correct to appease that dishonesty) who created this entire universe, all of creation created some rules for its inhabitants for their own well being? Are speed limits on the roads created because the council wishes to keep the community safe, or for the rogue speed lover to be tortured? I am amazed at how easily this law abiding bunch of people, gladly protest against the simple rules laid down by the God, who is our creator. The rules, basic tenets, shown by every religion. It is tempting indeed to speed up on an empty residential street when I am running late, but would I do it, is the question that we all need to ask ourselves. Adultery, homosexuality, abortions, drug abuse are against the rules of God. But we stand bold and strong fighting for our 'rights' to break all these rules, we talk about our rights, and wish to change the law of the land to permit it all. And yet, we pretend like the law is only for our community, our country, created by us. And we delude ourselves into believing that the God who created the world, did not lay down guideline for our own well being, that there can be no consequences for breaking those rules, because there are no instant repercussions, that we are able to comrehend. And we then sit and sob about the sorry state of our lives, our society. Just because I feel like slapping the rude man at the shopping centre, I would not, because I know it is not the right thing to do. There are similairly many other impulses we as humans need to control, rather than fight to allow ourselves into a state of anarchy(that is what we achieve when every individual does exactly what pleases them, without following the rules). The more we stray away from the rules that were formed with our creation, the further we as mankind stray away from our true path. Our true path leads us to happiness, fulfillment, and straying........ No one said happiness is easy to achieve, atleast not the true kind that touches our soul, unlike the instant gratifications, which is all we seem to be aiming for these days. Where nothing has permanence, not wedding vows, not the feeling of security from parents, not the dependability of a family. And yet, we like foolish sheep are getting led to our own slaughter, not realising that these are the things that make our human life, or progress as a species truly valuable. A good life, an honest life, is the one we are born to lead, and the blueprint for that is within us, we cannot run away from it, even if we tried. And yet we do, we try our best and then some more.

 And that is why, it is amusing, exasperating and confusing for me, all at the same time. How, just how can we be so very contradictory to ourselves, so micro sighted, so absorbed in the instant that we forget to be truly good to ourselves, to all of mankind, all of us? I don't get humanity anymore at some levels, I really don't.

Monday, 15 August 2016

Independent India, A Philosophy of Love, Bravery and Selfless Sacrifice

My emotional connection with India is very deep. It is a core part of my heart and soul, my very being. My blood boils each time I hear about the atrocities committed on Indian masses by the British colonial forces, tears flow down freely from my eyes whenever I hear Indian patriotic songs, and my hands turn into fists each time I read or hear the poems like Khub Ladi Mardani Woh Toh Jhansi waali Rani thi, Woh khoon Kaho kis matlab ka or hear the calls of Tum mujhe khoon do, main tumhe aazaadi doonga.  I wish I was born in an era where I could have responded to the call and offered myself as an instrument in that war against oppressive forces. 
As they say, you can take the Indian away from India, but can't take the India out of the Indian. India to me represents true grit and determination. The problems are a million, but nothing can keep it down, it just forges its path ahead. People struggle, travel in packed-to-the-brim buses and trains, but their spirit soars high, and they break barriers every single day. Every time anyone has come with the desire to break the Indian spirit, they have either conceded defeat, or gotten immersed in it themselves.

People, kingdoms, kings and more have come to loot away its wealth for thousands of years, but never has India been any poorer, because its true wealth is its spirituality, its people, wealth and jewels are, but transient possessions. Its true wealth is its indomitable spirit! The spirit of India. And the ones who have opened their hearts to it, have only gained riches.

India is the home of Gods. No wonder we have God's Own Country Kerala in the South and Heaven on Earth, Kashmir as the feather in India's cap. India is not just a country or territory, its a feeling, a philosophy, a love for eternity. It is a living example of unity in diversity. People of all communities and backgrounds have moved into India for ages, and amalgamated beautifully into the fabric, that is India.
Shaheed Bhagat Singh
Bhagat Singh
Khudiram Bose
I have grown up with the tales of valor of the freedom fighters of India, their tales of brave sacrifice, and single minded dedication to their motherland. How the 23 year old Shaheed Bhagat Singh smilingly accepted the noose around his young neck in the fight for freedom, the 18 year old Khudiram Bose who was the youngest freedom fighter to be hanged to death by the tyrannical East India Company of the UK, at the tender age of 18. Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose, who went out of India and formed an entire trained army called the Azad Hind Fauj(Indian Natonal Army) single handedly. The man, who had a  women's wing in the army, at an age, where women had a tough life everywhere in the world, women's lib was a nascent concept, and here was an entire wing of an army comprised of women. The great visionary leaders, with a sense of complete self sacrifice are many, and I could not name them all, like Sardar Vallabh Bhai Patel, Veer Savarkar, Chandrashekhar Azaad, Maulana Abdul Kalam Azaad, Dr. Ambedkar and the list goes on and on. And who in the world does not know about the great Gandhi who taught the world, the power of love and peace!
My Hero, Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose
I am blessed to be born in the soil of the nation, that produced these stalwarts, the nation, where people fought bravely for the sake of their nation, without looking at their personal interests, even sacrificing their lives gladly, bearing all kinds of torture and atrocities by the British govt and police.  From the Jallianwala Bagh massacre (gunning down a peaceful assembly of people in a park, which included women and children)to the Great Famine of Bengal (farmers forced to grow poppy seed crops to produce opium, leading to drying up of all water) the colonial powers proved their cruelty, lack of morals, greed and desperate desire to destroy the strength of India and its people time and again. And all this in addition to all the wealth, jewels and more they openly looted from India.  They kept at it for 200 years, working incessantly, but the Indian spirit never broke, and Indians kept fighting for freeing their precious motherland from the clutches of evil forces! And 70 years ago, on this auspicious day, the colonial forces retreated having accepted defeat, with their tail between their legs. India was a lot poorer materially, than what it possessed 200 years ago, but it gained, pride, greater strength, than ever before. And yet in those years, the British men and women who came to India, and opened their heart to it, they could not leave the place, that filled their soul with joy and stayed behind, raising families in India, integrating themselves into the Indian philosophy.  And while we are going from strength to strength with each passing day, whether it be space missions, educational milestones, economic growth or equality for women, let us never forget the great sacrifices of these brave soldiers, who fought to give us this free and strong India, without any material incentive, but absolute love for their motherland, and self respect.  

Wishing all Indians and Our Beautiful Mother India a very very happy Independence Day! May we all work hard to bring greater glory to our Bharat Mata and take her from strength to strength. JAI HIND.
Bharat Mata ki Jai!

Saturday, 5 March 2016

माँ है मेरी दुर्गा, भारत है मेरी मातृभूमि

हज़ारों आये और लाखों मार खाके भाग गये ,
या मर गए या मिट गए ,
भारत की पावन भूमि पर जान लो मेरे दोस्तों ,
पापी न टिक पाएं हैं न टिक पायेंगे |

संहार  पापियों का इस पवित्र भूमि पर सदा ही हुआ है ,
महिषासुरमर्दिनि के हैं हम वंशज, पाप कहाँ यहां टिक पाया है ,
देवों की इस भूमि पर जिसने शैतान का सहारा लिया है ,
वह मर गए मिट गए, नमो निशाँ न उनका बच पाया है |

माँ है मेरी दुर्गा, भारत है मेरी मातृभूमि ,
न कर उनके खिलाफ कुछ भी ऐ शैतान के पुजारी ,
अपनी मौत को तूने खुद ही है बुलाई ,
जब जंग के लिए तूने हमें है दी ललकारी |

हमारे रगों में खून है आज़ाद का, भगत सिंह का ,
डर नहीं हमारे मन  में नीच पापी भेड़ियों का ,
भूत पिशाच भी डरते हैं हमसे ऐ नादान ,
तू तो बस है उनका छोटा सा एक ग़ुलाम |

जो तलवार रहती है मयान में न समझ उसे भौंथरा ,
एक ही वार में सिर  कलम करेगा वह तेरा ,
शांति और सहिष्णुता को मत समझ निर्बलता ,
वीर ही सह सकता है दर्द, वह नहीं चिल्लाता |

टूट गया है अब धीरज का हर बाँध,
जब खुनी दरिंदों ने बोले अपशब्द मेरी माँ के नाम ,
तुम नीच क्या टुकड़े करोगे मेरी भारत माँ के,
अंग्रेजों ने कोशिश की, उन्हें भगा दिया हमने मारके |

तुम भी मुंह की खाओगे अब, जिनका पेशा  है दलाली,
जिस मुंह से ऊगली है अकथनीय  गंदगी ,
दी है अपनी ही मातृभूमि को गन्दी गाली,
उसी से आएँगी अब खून की उल्टियाँ मव्वाली |

तुम्हारे रगों  में खून नहीं इंसान का,
भरा हुआ है ज़हर गद्दार कपटियों का,
पिया नहीं है दूध तुमने माँ का कभी,
पले बढ़े  हो नमकहरामी के दलदल में ही |

संभल जा सुधर जा भाग ले दुम  दबाके,
मौत आई है तुम्हारी अब ज़ोर लगाके,
बहुत देर तक धरा है धीरज अच्छाई ने सांस रोकके,
लेकिन अब वक़्त आया गया है पापियों के जड़ों को उखाड़ने के।

अब नहीं बचेगा कोई भी पापी कोई भी देशद्रोही,
अपनी माँ का ही अपमान करने वाले नीच प्राणी,
लागलो अपनी सारी ताकत तुम इंसानी मुखौटे के राक्षसों ,
हर युग में हुआ है तुम्हारा ही संहार यह याद रखो |

न तोड़ पाया है कोई भारत को हज़ारों सालों में ,
कोशिश की है इतिहास में बहुत सी दुष्ट ताकतों ने ,
दिखाने अपनी ताकत, फ़ौज लेकर आये, बंदूकें भी चलायीं ,
पर कोई भी नहीं टिक पाया सबने मुंह की खायी |

सीख ले कुछ इतिहास से ही ऐ मूर्ख ,
अब तेरी बारी है पीटने की ऐ धूर्त ,
मिटटी में तू मिल जाएगा तेरा नमो निशाँ न बचेगा ,
भारत माँ के खिलाफ उठा हर सिर कट के गिर जायेगा |

रावण मरा  राम के हाथों, कृष्ण ने मिटा दिया कंस को ,
मेरी माँ महिषासुरमर्दिनि के आगे क्या टिकेगा वह महिषासुर ,
अपने बच्चों की रक्षा के लिए मिटा देती है वह हर पापी ,
फिर तुम्हारी क्या? तुम तो छोटे प्यादे हो|
विनाशकाल में विपरीत बुद्धि के मारे हो।

 जय हिन्द
जय माँ महिषासुरमर्दिनि
जय जगदम्ब जय दुर्गे

Friday, 4 March 2016

Enough is Enough

This quote of Edmund Burke rings true today, like never before

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
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 The only thing necessary for the triumph of  evil, is for good men to do nothing.

For years now, the average Indian, bred on pseudo-secularism , and tolerance, sits quietly on the sidelines and ignores everything that goes against him, his principles and beliefs.  An honest man, pays a bribe each time he enters a government office, he is a prey, a victim, he breaks his own principle of honesty, but we are reared with the belief,  that is just the way things are. We let go. And we let go so often, that, it becomes second nature. If a girl is molested, she is taught to ignore it, forget it, no matter if it churns her from inside out, being brought up in a culture, where her modesty is held to be of prime importance.We let it go.

As I said in my previous post, to stand up for true, honest beliefs has become unfashionable. Taking it all in, has become a way of life. I have never been one who could, still cannot. I have to draw lines, I have to speak up for things I believe in, because my emotions are raw and real, not fake and made-up, and most importantly because I think for myself, and am not fed by media crap. While I still let go, by backing off rather than arguing, or keeping quiet instead of debating, but I think now is the time to say enough is enough.In a country of Hindu majority, the pseudo secularist ideals propagated for years, basically mean, that all religions, except Hinduism, get preference and special consideration and following anything staunchly Hindu in beliefs and practice, is presumes unsecular by nature. And building up on that, people have been allowed to say utter crap without a care.  It started small, and because we let go, it grew, and has now spread to the atrocious levels that it has.

God is the creator, the most powerful and holy, the kindest and most loving and also beyond what any human can ever truly comprehend. If a person is foolish enough to discard this truth, well, its his free will, and sheer misfortune, but if he or she thinks, they have the right to speak ill of God, in any form whatsoever, I take personal offence, because God is my creator, my whole and sole. Maa Durga is my Mother, Mahishasurmardini is my guardian, my protector, so those who speak ill of Her, are my enemies. And let me clearly state, these people have called for a war. There is a limit to everything, but obviously immoral fools like these don't know that, and have crossed theirs. So here I am telling you straight out. This is a war, not political, not communal, but between a force that speaks utter filth (because that is all their mind is capable of) about the Divine Mother, and the devoted Children of Maa Durga. I call on every single person, who believes in Maa Durga to be their Divine Mother to join this battle. It is because we have actually been tolerant of such filthy atrocious people for decades, that they have dared grow to such utter disregard. 

Whether Mahishasur will actually claim these pieces of filth or not, I will definitely put in my full might in destroying them, and their destruction is definite, as evil has always been defeated by good. You speak ill of my Maa Durga, you have committed the worst mistake of your pathetic evil life, and you shall pay for it. The JNU goons, the media brokers, the pseudo intellectuals, and each and every one of you. You have declared war, now be prepared to be slaughtered, because you have gone, where your filthy mouths and dirty minds don't belong. Mahishasurmardini, shall always slay Mahishasur, but for you puny, filthy beings, we Her blessed children are enough.

Let it be said, loud and clear, for years these dirty elements have been tolerated, and been forgiven, but their pathetic minds, have misinterpreted tolerance, as weakness. But now, its time for you to face consequences, for your dirty deeds, and words. Because when the silence is broken, the words are more powerful than guns and tanks. We are breaking our silence. We are tolerant, but that does not mean we shall allow you to walk over our dignity, pride or emotions. You have brought this on yourselves, by going way past your limits. Now see how the weak roar back and blast you into bits.

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
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