Love actually

Being Valentines week and all, I am being bombarded with Love messages and gift advertisements on net and newspapers. May it is just a coincidence, this week a movie scene and a movie song propelled me back into the magic land of Love and Roses once again. Otherwise I was just a boring wifee-cum-mummy who is planning to give a memo to god to extend the daily hours from twenty four to thirty. But these small tugs at heartstrings, evoke a rush of nostalgia and all the feelings associated with it. This valentines day turned out a beautiful one indeed.

The other day, I saw a ‘new Generation’ Malayalam movie ‘Trivandrum Lodge’. A different kind of movie which does not have any inhibitions in show casing the row, meaty, sweaty face of Kochi, albeit in a endearing and humorous away!. Known for its splashing colours of expletives, Trivandrum Lodge did surprise me with the honeyed portrayal of Love. The scene between the widowed-millionaire and divorcee-author was anything but ordinary. Though created for the cerebral audience, pepped with vodka and smoke, it had the charm of a vintage love with all its innocence and purity. Loved the scene. Just reminded me again how beautiful love is!

The next is a song from a newly released Malayalam movie ‘Ohm Shanthi Oshaana’. I came across this song accidently and had no intention of watching but the beat and the actress got my attention. The more I watch it, the song becomes more endearing. Lovely beats and I liked the theme of teenage crush. Teenage crush is like a colourful candy.It seems priceless during that time but on retrospect you tend to shake your head and smile to yourself thinking how silly it was! How innocent those days were! It rattles the whole bag of nostalgia and brings you all goody things when you think about those days. Rain, river, the bright nights, the songs you listened, daydreams everything had a hazy wrapper. Life and times have moved on to an entire different story now. But the warmth of those memories still remain fresh. it just need reminders like this song.

Its been eight long years since I have met my love. There are days when I love him the most, there are days when I love him a little less. Inside our little world of us, its still bright stars and blue butterflies. Happy Valentines Day, love. You are the perfect element in my life – always.

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Enpowerment Mantra for Congress

It was always Congress and there was no one else for my family. My grandparents voted only for Congress.I used to go with my grandmother to polling booths and I always see her sealing ‘The Hand’ as an affirmation of her trust and loyalty in the decades old party. She belongs to the loyal vote bank of Congress who never deserts the party no matter what!. But things change, people change, times change. That generation of blind and loyal voters is slowly coming to an end. Now it’s the ‘new generation’ wave that’s swinging over the nation. The creaky self of the Congress party, for which my father has been working for years as a loyal soldier, now barely stand a chance to withstand it.

Corruption is the only word which comes to my mind when I think about Congress. I do not think BJP has done much to achieve this Corruption-Congress association, Congress itself has done the majority handwork. Ten years is long enough to develop a strong anti-incumbency factor but then again, BJPs star performers Narendra Modi and shivraj singh chauhan has already beaten the Anti-incumbency factor with the ‘Good-Governance’ sword. So  If Congress falls flat during 2014 elections, please do not put the blame on anti-incumbency factor, blame it on bad governance. Scams of astronomical levels has become a norm of the government. Scams of ten or hundres crores are not even considered under the purview of an serious investigation. I could not stop laughing hearing a BJP spokeperson venting on a malayalam channel about solar scam of kerala, Sonia madam is so used to the scams of lakhs of Crores of rupees that she hardly bothers the hundred dollar solar scam of Kerala Chief minister Umman Chandi’. Every time I see the tax part of my salary, I wonder how much of it is going to the Swiss banks!. Congress needs an image make over pronto. Or else even a make-believe party like AAP can give shockers. Please do no make let MMS suffer anymore, please release him from the leash.

The much cherished anointed prince turned to be nothing but a failure. In 2004, when he was air-dropped into politics singing the ‘youth’ tune , he was hailed as a beacon of hope for Congress. Now its been almost ten years, and still his portfolio has absolutely no achievement other than few Daal-Chaval stories of poverty tourism and mosquito bites. As many critics say, the prince is far away from reality. Just spending a night at a farmers place or carrying a plastic bucket around for one day just do not give you the feel of the ground reality.  In my opinion, Rahul Gandhi was given a golden opportunity (Yeah! Dynasty politics it is) to prove his mettle without much effort from his side unlike his peers who has to earn their way up. If properly used he could have channeled his party to an entirely new direction altogether. But just having a good intention is not enough to bring the oldest party in India from its debris. All he can do now is sit in the opposition, take up responsibility as opposition leader(tear away all the government bills he wants), come out from his dream land of beehives, elephants and states of minds, shed his mamma-mania image and prove himself. The charm is withering off big time.

Recently saw Mr Prince charming in FS with Arnab program. The first thing I felt is how sad my father will be after seeing this interview. He belongs to the ground-level workers of Congress and a die hard loyalist of the party. Seeing such a outlandish (I am still googling the correct adjective) interview, I am sure even he would do a face-palm. Prince Charming could have skipped the interview and saved a lakh votes at least!

Nowadays Spokespersons of a parties has become the face of it, rather than the invisible anointed ones. I simply can not take the hauteur of some of Congress’s spokespersons. Either they are dumb or really do not care much about people or their reaction while speaking on the issues. I am sure Congress’s vote share will increase marginally among urban voters if they sack certain spokespersons of Congress who spends half the time sings the praises of Madam and her son and the remaining time making faces (and please shutdown hamaracongress as well. I hardly understand what’s written there! Sigh!). A bit of humility can win you big brawny points.

With such widespread of electronic media, whatever the politicians say is news and even a slip of tongue or lapse in judgment could cause a change in vote share. Please send that Digh Vijaya Singh back to Madhya pradesh, you will save a lot of votes on that account.I really do not understand why a person who is an absolute failure in administration in his own state is given such importance in the center. Make the performance count, not experience. If the Congress is thinking of any revival of his image in the near future, it should be focusing on giving a communication-101 to its leaders who go out and spread their wings in social media. May be they can start taking lessons from Shashi Tharoor who has mend his ways ever since Cattle class smack down. Or else Chai wala debate will definitely rock the nation.

Why the hell I should vote for a party which says I have only secondary right to the natural resources of my country. Being part of the Majority deprive me of my first right as a citizen? Why should I vote for a party who try to separate the riot victims into majority and minority groups, providing props to the united vote blocks? They had almost 60 years in their disposal to reduce the difference between the majority and minority. Even now we are singing the same song every election.

The idea of United Hindus is charging up and though its sounding ominous, it has its own charm. I can not believe I am saying this, but some of Subramaniam Swamy’s tweets are really thought provoking. I know, its wrong to vote as a block guided by a tunneled vision. But then everyone around votes as a block and seems to get their way around while the scattered blocks are sidelined. Its just foolishness to just stand by and watch the drama. May be people are realizing it too. My father was saying, the SNDP (a cast based organization)annual march in my small home town normally takes up only 2 hours to finish from starting to end. But this year the turnout has been so huge that it took more than 6 hours for the rally to finish off. People are slowly getting segregated and may have realized the power of Unity. The idea is little scary for Congress who has done nothing for most of such groups.

I still believe Congress is a party which can actually bring a change in the country or the system in record time if they try. There is no other party widely and deeply rooted as Con with such loyal followers. Just that it needs a huge make over. Or else neutral votes(yeah the new generation of my ‘loyal Congress’ family has decided to stay neutral) will go along with the lotus cart and the development candy.

Am I in his ‘To be Empowered’ list? 🙂

A child is a message of God

I had to reblog this. Its so wonderfully put…

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Dear S, 

Welcome back !!! I am so happy to see you blogging again and sad that I haven’t been to see the kid yet. I should remedy that sooner. I am so longing to see her. I am writing this as a post and not as a comment in your blog because you reminded me of a few events.

I remember when my brother’s first child, a girl, was born. When she was born , thank God, I was there within the first hour to see her. I had never held a new born till then. And I was so afraid to even lay my finger on her. I would not harm her by trying to hold her , I thought. But then, there was my brother who took his daughter and came to me and gave her to me. I told him I wouldn’t do it. I cannot…

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May you be the mother of a hundred daughters

Gender discrimination and stereotyping was just another discussion topic for me so far. May be it was always lurking here and there in subtle ways never interfering me directly. I have never paid much attention to it or considered it as something which should be talked about until recently. So I had my blinders on for this subject and when the blinders came off, here I am writing few words on it. Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg can claim the honour of being the eye opener for me.

Post delivery days,everything was so bright and sunny, but on retrospect I realize now that not everyone around us was as happy as us about a baby girl. Our maid, who is a grandmother of three little girls was instantly disappointed with the news. “Things happen as per god’s wish. Accept whatever he gives” her dialogue with a tinge of sadness was uttered with at-most sincerity and genuinely. Considering her position in the social ladder, its a fact that girl child means more expenditure and less or practically no income and a boy child means hope for survival. In addition to that, there is a burden of protecting these angles from the clutches of ogres as well. Considering the humble surroundings of my maid, her way of thinking is just the result of her hapless situation. We can not change that overnight and it takes a complete social restructuring to change her ignorant attitude.Instilling a sense of self respect in woman is the first step and it can come only via education. I really doubt if that kind of attitude comes from a financially and educationally affluent background. But among middle class, a little pockets of such pressure points do exist. I wish these shadows of these benighted dreams never reach my little one. 

My baby girl has been showered with pink colour ever since she has been born. Every time she goes out, her obsessive-stalker-mother make sure she is swaddled in pink. Pink cradle, pink blankets, her room is like a pink castle.  And look who is writing this about stereotyping – hypocrisy at its best. (In my defence, I have bought a multi-coloured gym for her which has green as reigning colour). My brain is wired to think like that, I presume that pink looks cute on girls and blue looks great on boys. Oh to top it up, almost every old generation people who come to see my precious advises earnestly to talk to the baby more often since she is a girl, who should be soothed and pampered much. I am assuming poor little boys must be left alone to play alone and soothe himself to make one a tougher build to face the world. Crazy, funny things you come across these days! We seek ways to demolish stereotyping among young woman and men when it thrives in your backyard.Phew!

Physical difference and difference in emotional and psychological levels etc etc, there are many reasons for the stereotyping. Now the society relies upon the intellectual powers than physical strength(I am yet to see a man who hunts in the forest and flight with a hyena to feed his family!). It puts woman and men in an equal platform. To shatter these invisible stereotyped shackles women wear(Took the analogy from a Madhavikutti poem. That’s why she is my favourite author ever!), the effort should start from home. I still remember an anecdote shared by our Product Development professor about how she had to fight with a school to get rid of the “Cheerleaders training class offered exclusively to girls” from her daughters curriculum. Small things which can eventually turn out another big shackle! Hope I do enough not to create any shackles for my precious.

My precious little one is turning three months old tomorrow. Ever since her birth she has lit up our lives like a thousand suns. Hope the light and smile spread everywhere whenever a baby girl is born. Hoping for a day when the blessing changes to May you be the mother of a hundred(oh god …no..too much may be one or two) daughters!