Oftentimes one encounters those with an alternative viewpoint, a necessary adjunct to creative ‘out of the box’ take on lifestyles. There is a certain gentleman who strongly conforms to the tenet of ‘newspaperless-ness’ as the secret behind his disease-less state of health. In other words, his morning routine, or rather daily routine, does not include the almost reverential wait for the morning paper indulged in by the vast majority of mortals (me included). He pooh poohs the exercise with a wave of his hand, accompanied by an “invitation to depression’ remark, on his way to the ‘laughter club’.
Oftentimes, I find myself inwardly agreeing, while not summoning up the will to bypass the dining table, with the stock of freshly delivered, unopened newspapers, waiting to be hungrily devoured.
This lazy Sunday morning, only a late brunch appointment listed, I sat back in keen anticipation, with my glass of lime-honey, in the silence of my private space, where none dare venture(including doggy) unless invited, After the usual round of mixed emotions, over outrageous statements of fundamentalists, cheesy comments by film folk, what caught my attention was the news of Anousheh Ansari the first female space tourist, to spend 10 glorious days in ‘vacation’. Creditworthy, awe-inspiring, stuff which dreams are made of.
“I hope to inspire everyone—especially young people, women, and young girls all over the world, and in Middle Eastern countries that do not provide women with the same opportunities as men—to not give up their dreams and to pursue th
Atta girl!! It pleased me no end to read about the determination and her struggle to actualise a fairy-tale. Women were making great strides, I said to meself, they will only go higher..alls well with the world.
A minute,and a double take later, read of the Pakistani mother-daughter duo, Mumtaz Mai and Ghazala Shaheen, raped for 12 days, by 10 men, while in captivity. The captors were oh! so thoughtful to have assigned cause this time, lest one accuses them of being ruthless , I suppose.. Because Ghazala DARED TO BECOME EDUCATED!!.Mirali tribesmen, with the possible involvement of a Minister Of State, took personal offense on Ghazala passing her Masters in Education.
It was easy to keep the lime water down..breakfast,might would have led to a fiasco.
There is more.
Anurag Johri, a Lucknow born Indian Phd student, at a British University, battered his wife Deepti Anurag to death because she had become financially independent and had opted to leave him. He has been sentenced to life imprisonment by the Birmingham Crown Court. It has come to be dubbed as the ‘GOOGLE MURDER“, since Johri allegedly conducted an internet search on ‘how to kill with a baseball bat without being detected”…google obviouly failed to throw up a guaranteed result..he was caught!! A cctv captured in great detail this heinous act .
Words fail. One feels choked at the throat at the inexplicit emotion. Is it anger, disgust, hatred, helplessness, or plain resignation to the conclusion..”being born a woman is indeed a curse’ .
Some do soar the skies, in heavenly splendour, others fated to a damnation and death, worse than hell!!
We may have conquered space, yet have failed miserably in conquering our demons.
Any wonder then that one needs to consider seriously ‘newspaperless-ness as a way of life? Feeling of angst is all one can summon.