Showing posts from June, 2011

The light of life

As people celebrated Towel Day with much pride and vigor yesterday, this post of mine dates back to Women’s Day! I believe that this episode is as good as dead for now but nevertheless it isn’t too late to pen it down. This was the first time I was a part of a strike demanding for equal rights for the maids in Bangalore. It was officially presided by a woman activist (the name I do not wish to reveal) as women cheered her sitting on the stairs of the much noted office building. The Canara Bank’s banner celebrating womanhood beamed in blue. The traffic was distracted for the moment people saw us and later turned a deaf ear and eye to the happening. “Yeh sab to chalta hi rehta hai. Isme nayi baat kahan?” lingered all round the anxious glances from the bus and the pedestrians as they walked by. I was so keen on coming to a consensus and the ladies would not let me get to it. I met a few high profile people with their gogs to protect them from the harmful UV rays that seemed to barge i

Fortune favours the brave

Today has been one of the best days of my life! I wonder where this energy and enthusiasm was hiding in Hubli until today. This group of 5: Vikas, Bhautik, Anup, Santosh and Manohar proved to me yet another time that responsibilities taken up can be contagious and fun despite the day’s schedule. I believe they will do the externals well this noon, after all fortune favors the brave! The Furious Five The commitment and interest shown by them in attending to the minute possible details of the Animal Health Camp at Tadas made me believe strongly that one need not fight for rights. When you take up a responsibility and stand strong till you see the result, the rights will be granted by then. I was all thankful to Karuna and LEAD for helping me collaborate the two organizations for the good of the villagers. I understand that the heroes deserve much more praise than I did in my endeavor to schedule the Animal Health Camp. It turned out to be much more fun as we started by ignoring th

What goes around comes around!

Hubli has been my home for a month now. Thought I have not been on the streets of Hubli except for a couple of times (for a movie twice), I find the place interesting. The people have more to give than what can be anticipated. Thanks to LEAD and Deshpande Foundation for hosting me till May. It was on a Monday evening and Prashant, Program Manager, LEAD Bijapur asked me if we could have a snack time. Well, food has been a concern since the very moment I have stepped in Hubli! We shared our experiences over a local pizza and a chocolate milkshake for over an hour. Finally,he made sure that I got into the right bus to BVB, as I tried to wave him from the crowded bus. The bus was no different from one in Andhra Pradesh, maybe any city in India for that reason. The sticker and a faded portrait of a woman in red seemed to catch no attention, as ‘gentle’men continued to occupy the seats. The next stop saw more working women get into this bus bound to Dharwad. I felt glad to be one among th

Wacky Wisdom

The birth of neologism has seen it grow and find a distinct place in this millennium. Thanks to the ‘kewl dudes’ who nurtured it all through and put the oxford dictionary into a trans! Not even a single day passes without a ‘u’ and a ‘lol’. The situation is no different in India. We are no exception as we suffer from the same disease of neologism. The FAD has recently found a home sweet home in India too. Exciting words/phrases, enchanting expressions, enticing Eurekas have become the order of the day. Everything a youngster relates to needs to be ‘wacky’! Gone is the word ‘crazy’. There is no doubt that we still adore the Indian culture and look up to our elders with respect. We still follow our scriptures and believe in the consequences of bad deeds. We still listen to the story of Vikram & Betal! We love cricket and this proves us a true Indian! Just that our wisdom has gone way ahead and needs to be called ‘wacky’!