Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Whether AAP or baap, Delhi continues to sink and stink

Yesterday was the day when it poured buckets in Delhi.

The streets were filled with knee-deep water and this dirty and dingy water spilled all over, flooding homes, vehicles and all shanties. Facebook journalists armed with their cell phones filled their and other people's timelines with photos of the city flooding.

Where were Kejru and gang and even people from other party to take onus or responsibility of this mess. Had this been election season, all of these fakesters would have visited shanties, slums and colonies to talk about how PWD mishandles the situation, thumping their chests demanding a probe, seeking resignations etc. Where are they now? What this lull? Who is responsible for it?

Will Kejriwal speak up, please?

Friday, October 9, 2015

The scary sign of times to come

We are living in maddening times.

A poor soul was lynched in Dadri because he was 'suspected' of eating beef. What someone eats is nobody's business unless you are a cannibal. Why this intolerance? Why does someone get an authority to decide on what we eat and what we wear? Last I remember, we lived in a democratic set up.
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What if tomorrow there is a supposed ban of eating 'paneer'. So will all those selling paneer, making paneer at home be lynched too?

 And where does this intolerance begin?

It begins right in the courtyards of our homes. When we tell our kids that they should befriend people 'like them' implying to kids from same society strata we are surely raising them to be intolerant towards others who don't fall in this supposed section of society.

I met a lady at LO's school. I was patiently waiting for LO to finish his class when I heard this lady - another parent also waiting for her child to finish school - brag rather loudly. She was talking about how her child is the naughtiest kid around. Her exact words were, "the moment my child reaches home she goes straight to her room and then searches for the maid. She punches the maid and pulls  her hair. Actually the poor maid tidies up the child's room and my child doesn't like it. Actually she doesn't like anybody touching her things you see and the maid has to pay a price for cleaning up that space. What to do. Kids are very impatient these day," she rued.

Now that is a mommy proudly talking about her 2 -3 year old child. Im sure when this kid grows up without any mentoring she will be an intolerant kid. Who is to be blamed then?

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

And here comes the first interview

Its sounds like bragging but its just a little bit of glee that I cant hide.

My efforts for my baby project have been appreciated and quoted in an interview with an online magazine. This is like life coming a full circle .... ten year ago a starry eyes girl from Shimla wanted to become 'something' in life. A decade later, she is a seasoned professional, mom, and a social entrepreneur. But the biggest challenge still remains - that of how to be rooted to the ground in all these maddening times.

Sharing here, the link to my interview. Do read and share your opinion as well.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

RK Laxman - The man who brought a smile on everyone's face without saying a word

Having been a media professional for over ten years, the only titles that sound - and may be appear - glamorous to all around are titles like journalists, writers, press photographers, editors.

There is a sound and silent army of desk professionals who are quietly churning crappy stories into read worthy articles. And along with them are a handful of cartoonists and traditionalists who read every word printed in the newspaper and craft  the most burning issues in the most light manner in form of a cartoon. Now that's the toughest job I feel, for it requires loads of creativity and understanding of issues.

RK Laxman was the leader this gentry with much poise and calm. His 'common man' and issues raised are as relevant as they were years ago. The only difference - people then realised the issue being raised and now have a 'chalta hai' attitude towards those issues.

RIP Mr Laxman, you will be in my heart and mind for as long as I continue to read a newspaper. 

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

This is what you are resolving to do in 2015: Happy New Year

Well last Sunday of 2014 has got me more active than any of the other days this year. Even before I wrap up my year, I am sorting things that I want to do in 2015. And while Im jotting my list, I think this is what most people are also thinking of doing:

1.       Getting in shape – Most people want to slim down, a handful lucky folks want to gain weight. Moral f the story, no body is happy with their body type and want to alter it. Ironically, very few will actually work towards it.

2.       More of ‘me’ time – Be it office folks, kids or nudgy in laws – everybody resolves to spend more time with themselves. The circle of life is such that very few actually achieve it.

3.        Eating healthy – Thanks to our lifestyles, most want to eat healthy. But the moment we think of having “kuch achcha” it falls in the non-veg genre or the fried fare. You can resolve to eat more greens, but thanks to the great Indian taste buds most will fail doing this.

4.        Getting up early – For most of getting up at 6 am is a daily challenge. Most of us will get up early for the first few days and will generally slouch to old routine.  Reason: Overbearing routine and lifestyle where office and nuclear family demands drains us frequently.

5.       Take up a habit – Everyone wants to take up a habit and nurture it with time. Some succeed other wither away but there’s no harm trying.

With this list, Im good to go in 2015. I hope I stick to these routines, otherwise you know what stopped me.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Parenting now is not a kid’s play

Yesterday a huge newspaper advertisement about a baby show at neighborhood school glared at me. I looked at it and then ignored it and then gave it a sly look. I knew for sure that my Mr Right doesn’t get excited about such shows. His reason: “my baby is not to be upheld for advertising of any sorts, whatever he is… he is good enough for me”.

Right then a neighbor – who is also a close friend and has a son about the same age as my son – popped a Whatapp message, “hey lets go to this baby show tomm…. It will be a good exposure for kids ”.

The school in question is located in the next corner, so all sorts of excuses ran futile. On the pretext of inquiring about school fee and curriculum I dished out a proposal for attending the baby show to Mr Right. Surprisingly he agreed (may be because I mentioned the school curriculum and admission inquiry instead of the baby show).

Today, it was icy cold but I was surprised to see harried parents running towards school along with their kids. And kids, my my, were dressed in attires cut straight from Bollywood. A little girl had put on fairy dress, a boy was dressed as krishna, another one was dressed as politician, and my kid was in the rockstar avatar. I had done the basic minimum – put him rugged jeans and jacket and a spiked hair. Every kid beamed with smile, chased balloons at the school campus, got busy drinking cola and munching chips.

Of course there were the regular rounds to judge a kids’ activities, parents’ awareness and other things. What struck me was that there were so many parents even from very humble backgrounds. This whole glitz wasn’t just about middle class people. Also the awareness rounds proved that every parent had decent knowledge about hygine, good eating habits and even about inculcating good habits in kids.

A decade ago the numbers for such parents could have been less. Almost all parents were curious about admissions, curriculum, schedules etc. Given the fact that most kids there were below 3 years and the concern that parents had for these kids and learning processes was really noteworthy.  I cant really say if so much concern is a good thing or not but then in a society where good schools = good marks = good future equation holds prominence what else can you expect from a parent?

Monday, October 6, 2014

Travel tales: When I have new found respect for few politicians

When you think of travelling alone that too ferrying your one year old prankster, the only thing that comes to mind is worries and discomfort. Of course all these things are a part of any mommy's life in varying degrees, but you occasionally come across strangers who knowingly or unknowingly make your travel easier, rather fun filled at times. Same happed to me this time around.

I was scheduled for a 2hour long flight to Dharamshala with sonny dearest and knowing his tantrums, I was secretly praying for him to sleep through this haul. However as it happens always, he got in the hyperactive mode right from the moment he stepped in the airport. His routine of  running around, shrieking and befriending strangers started. We got in the line to board the flight and I spotted a familiar looking elderly gentleman standing quietly in the line. I looked closely and realized that he was Mr Shanta kumar, the senior BJP leader from the region. He was minister in central govt earlier and has held many helm positions throughout his glorious career as a politician.

He was standing there quietly waiting for his turn and this behaviour is a miracle of sorts among Indian politicos who are known to throw their weight around in public places. I stooped ahead to introduce myself and he polietly replied with many queries about my life, work, family etc. Suddenly Parth started giggling and Mr Kumar noticed the youngster, and very calmy he started talking to Parth. Now how many times have you seen a seasoned politician doing that? Parth too smiled at all his queries and for a moment these two seemed best friends around. Then i took leave of him and got in the sky bus. He got a seat while me and parth were standing. Mr Kumar immediately got up and offered his seat to us. Another glimpse of the man and his values.

Later we boarded the plane and headed to our seats. This incident left me shell shocked and i have new found respect for Indian politicians. Whatever stuff the others are made of, but Mr Kumar and his breed of politicians are keeping the mill going in India.