Update: The past four years of my life as a blogger whence I chose to write on topics after a careful and meticulous pre ponderance so as not to ‘take sides’ undeservedly, provided no cause for regrets. This is the first episode where I confess that I granted too much credibility to Om Puri and allowed my heart to bleed for his alleged predicament. What a sucker I was!!.
Link to the article that made me want to take up cudgels for him, empathise with the sense of victimisation he had (I thought) expressed so honestly,heart breakingly, so here I was holding my ground for Om Puri the old and greying thespian who , as quoted by him, was now a butt of cheap gossip,when it was actually me being taken for a royal ride with my gullibility exposing itself wholly despite the fact that my blogger friends repeatedly warned me that it was merely a premeditated publicity gimmick. (more…)
If one withers with doubt at the veracity of the axiomatic truth stated in the header, all one needs to do is watch the episodes of ‘Lux Perfect Bride’ on Star plus every day at 10.30 p.m. I say this with special reference to the quagmire faced by a contestant Gurpreet and her motherpecked would have been hubby Yashdeep, as also Hitesh and his highly potentate Mom.
One would have imagined that times have changed, what with live in relationships a boring reality that evinced hardly an upraised eyebrow, women opting for adopting kids even before matrimony, pre marital sex a humdrum activity, so it was only natural that choice of a bride would be the sole decision of the would be groom. Ach No!! far from true. It was never dulhan wahi jo piya man bhaaye…not in the hinterlands. (more…)
My favorite festival when shopping for ’shagun ka samaan’ becomes a pleasure. Bangles, sindoor, ribbons etc. items which ordinarily play little or no part in my daily life, suddenly assume significance. I am off with hubby who I have coerced to accompany me. ‘ Its for him isnt it, the fast I mean. Then he ought to earn it . Will update a pic of my mehdi ‘d hands soon.
ok as promised..the mehdiwali has left after almost 4 hours of some really detail work. She was just about 20 and so talented. Pics prove it.
Unlike the utterances at beauty pageants where our to be crowned aspirants have waxed eloquent time and again on Mother Teresa and her ‘LOVE”, statements which are designed to be politically correct, rehearsed and well mouthed, would like to clarify this one comes straight from the heart. Few have left me sobbing on their demise as was the case when Mother left our earthly plane. I knew it, felt it instinctively, that she was no ordinary human being. She was a saint, a thought which has been vindicated by her recent canonisation.
Her simple yet powerful averments need to be re visited especially in a world where love and family bondings, oneness and brotherhood are just meaningless inane words often summarily dismissed as emotional balderdash. Lets take a moment to think, envisage a scenario where love was a rule not an exception, compassion a given, harmony and laughter a routine followed piously. A world without fear and aggressiveness, overflowing with the milk of humaneness..
My favorite quote from the slideshow ‘ …if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more Love’. Great thought..which has arisen from personal experience. many of us may never even have recognised this sentiment enough to express it so simply, yet so profoundly.
If Breaking News ‘ Shine Ahuja accused of rape’ is the current favorite of television channels, always hot in pursuit of sensational bytes that may help transmogrify their vapid fare post election, its no surprise, when little seems to catch the viewers fancy.
My reaction..disbelief> cynical wave off> piqued to know the truth and nothing but the truth. Somehow frenzied hurling of invectives at an accused, categorical accusation blatantly vitriolic, a tendency such as this is avoided stubbornly. One cannot live with the guilt of having jumped the gun even before the courts verdict of indictment and uncaringly irresponsibly, insensitively go hammer and tongs at our fellow beings. It speaks poorly of our humanistic attributes,. Lets not be the first to cast stones..but the last.
At the outset, I confess that somehow this episode leaves me in serious doubt. (more…)
On a Goa beach, one lazy evening, with the sun in its glorious best, displaying brilliant hues, the sea energetically washing frothy waves ashore, a soft breeze bringing in refreshing salty spray ,life seemed calm, harmonious, almost perfect..when all of a sudden I heard the loud wails of my 6 year old son ( this was many moons ago). Hubby and me rose from our comfortable love seats, rushed to find a Japanese girl, maybe 10 or so, literally mauling him, throwing sand directly onto his face targeting his eyes. (more…)
. Will update a pic of my mehdi ‘d hands soon.
