Friday, 20 September 2013

Temples of worship or temples of learning?

A couple of days ago, I read  an article in Hindu about an IAS academy which functions from a mosque in Chennai. Makka Masjid on the arterial Anna Salai has been running coaching classes for IAS aspirants for over an year now. The Chief Imam of the Masjid and the founder of the institution believes that it’s just not the Quranic teachings but securing adequate space in the administrative structure responsible for bringing a desirable change in the socio-economic conditions of the Muslims.

Currently 40 students are enrolled in the coaching. It is a very positive and a decision that all must welcome.
I truly believe that whether it’s Hindus or Muslims or any other religion or social strata, educating the masses is the one and only way in which one can work towards upliftment of the suppressed class.

India is one of the most religiously diverse nations in the world, with some of the most deeply religious societies and cultures. Religion still plays a central and definitive role in the life of many.
Temples, Mosques and Churches are the places most often and regularly visited by the people, no wonder that if more schools or coaching classes worked from places like these, they would contribute to the society in a better way.
The best thing being these places are visited by all ages, and sexes.
I feel it is equally consequential for people to know about their rights and duties as it is to know their Gods. It becomes all the more important in a country like ours where most of the superstitions are enkindled from the religious stories and fables. Wouldn’t it be a nice change to watch children learn and let them grow up into apprehensible and rational human beings?
And the places meant for our religious practices undeniably can also be where one gets empowered and enlightened in the true sense. Religious education and primary education is already being imparted in some mosques and temples but the need of the hour is bigger, the dire need of vocational education cannot be stretched enough. Besides these, it is also of utmost significance that women be educated about their rights.
Instead of filling their heads with stories of gods and goddesses and leaving them with no power to decide for themselves. It would do them a lot more good if they were educated and left with their own brains to decide.
The impoverished and the destitute class can hardly afford to send their kids to school.
In this country an enormous amount of funding is spent on temples and mosques, on buying statues and ornaments of deities that I am not even sure, if they exist. A little portion of the same if contributed in educating the masses would certainly bring a desirable and much needed change in the mindsets.
Asaram Bapu who has been giving religious preaching to lakhs of followers, I believe if he had had some basic real education in his early life, maybe he wouldn’t go around assaulting young girls and would have some goddamn respect for the opposite sex.
All I want to say here is, that as much it is important for people to have their beliefs, equally important it is for them to take up a little responsibility for providing basic education to those in need. As it is only education and awareness which can give birth to better human beings.
As we have already seen what blind faith in religion results in.
 Economizing and apprising a little for those in need would make the Gods happier I guess.

Saturday, 14 September 2013

5 days in Bombay! #part 3

My third day is the best. We go to Shalimar's for lunch.
The white Afghani chicken and mutton do pyaza couldn't be better.


and I can say this was one of the best meal I had ever!





The desert!

In the evening, we go to this place called 'WTF' in Versova. 
Its Saturday night and we don't get a place as we didn't make any reservations.
The place is crowded with big small TV celebrities.
The atmosphere is happening and we get seats after a few minutes.
And about the rest of the night, I don't remember much to be honest.
;)

Sunday Mornings and food.

Well it is a sunny Sunday morning and I don’t like sunny. No. hate it.

I hate it so much so that I sometimes feel like a vampire.
So I decide to spend the day indoors only.

The last week at college was great. I got to give my presentation on the interview assignment that I had submitted earlier this month. The presentation without any preparation went quite well. Everyone appreciated and enjoyed my little jokes.

I like being appreciated. Well who doesn't  But yeah, I have this never ending desire to be praised. No matter what it is. If I do something, and I do it enthusiastically, the only driving force that accelerates my efforts is that I will be applauded for the same.
Yesterday I was given this new assignment in which we have to show the importance, history and the story of any historical place in Delhi through photographs. I am looking forward to work on it. It sounds interesting.

The one thing which is been really worrying me that I am gaining like a pig. I am eating like a pig and gaining like one. It’s like since the moment I wake up I start thinking about what will be my breakfast and then about lunch and so on. I am FOREVER HUNGRY. But then I think it’s just one lifetime I have got, and there is just so much food around me. How to curb my temptations? And more importantly WHY TO?
Its not like I have to pose for some magazine that take super skinny girls and set unrealistic standards for young girls.
I believe in food.
Eat and Love.
Feels good, actually feels awesome.

But my mom totally freaks out with this life mantra of mine, she is afraid if I become fat no good guy will be ready to marry me.
Hahaha. Yes. Typical Indian mother.

How to tell her that getting married is the least of my worries?
I am living in my lala world and I refuse to come out of it.
#sheerbliss.


Monday, 9 September 2013

5 days in Bombay! #part 2

Friday.
So, after a lazy morning I decide to go to indulge in my favourite food. Chicken.
My friend takes me to a place called 'Noorani' at Hazi Ali.
The place looked dull to me from outside but after entering I found the place to be filled with foreigners and a nice happening crowd.
We ask the waiter about their spiciest dish and he suggested 'Red chicken', so we order the same.
Red chicken and roomali roti.
We are literally starving at this moment and can't wait for our food to come.
And when it arrives, it tastes as good as it looks.

Our Red Chicken and Roomali Roti
And after finishing this, we also order mutton biryani, which I find to be just okay. I guess the Red Chicken had set our hopes really high.

After the meal here, we decide to go to a movie. Yet again after Satyagraha. Hoping that this would be better but then we are dissappointed again. 'Shudhh Desi Romance' is a shit movie. ABSOLUTE PIECE OF CRAP.
After the movie we go to a place called 'Gokul'.
Cheap alcohol.
Good crowd.
I like.
All in all my second day was good. The food, ohh, I am going to miss it.

Saturday, 7 September 2013

5 days in Bombay! #part 1

I reached here on Thursday morning, after a tiring 22 hour journey in a train. Travelling to Bombay from Delhi in a train was not obviously a good idea, and I had intially planned for a flight but due to some really crazy incidents I ended up in this train.
My first day here.
Thursday.
Well, 1st thing I don't like the weather here.
Its too hot and humid.
And there is way too much traffic and too many people.
I spend the first half of the day at home sleeping and getting rid of the sick feeling that I had gained as a result of my irksome journey.
So, I decide to watch Satyagraha and spend the day at the mall because it is too hot to be outside.
And my decision turns out to be a bad one.
Satygraha disappoints.
The film tries to say so much but ends up saying too little.
But needless to say Amitabh Bachchan is awesome.
His screen presence makes you sit in the theatre and wait that something better might come up, but nothing actually happens.
Then after the movie, as I move out of the theatre, me being the 'Forever tripping Queen', suddenly slip over the floor and almost fall down but my friend somehow manages to rescue me. Yes, everyone around me is amused and laughing so out of embarrassment and nervousness I decide to do the same.
I laugh at myself and realise that whenever you fall in a public place the best way to cope up with all the sing and dance is to laugh at yourself. 
After the movie and a li'l bit of window shopping at the mall I go to a place called 'Pop Tates'. The place is good, I like the ambience and the music. The food is average.
But yeah it is a nice pleasant change from the regular hangout places in Delhi.
Here in Bombay, there is less stiffness in the atmosphere and one thing that I totally love about the city is no one gives a fuck about what you are doing.
In Delhi, the atmosphere is a little taut. Always.
At the end of the day, I am happy high and loving my new phone.
Having a Samsung galaxy grandZ is definitely a much needed change from my blackberry which I had been using since past 3 years.

Sunday, 1 September 2013

We need more women like her in our nation.

Okay, so I am again in my terrible most moods.
But I do feel like writing anyway.
So.
Here is a incident which took place in  metro last week when I was going to Karol Bagh with my friend for some shopping. While we were sitting and having our usual girly gossip, we heard come commotion and noise from the seats in front of us.  As the metro was very crowded, we couldn’t see what was happening at first, after a while we heard a girl shouting at a guy who was clicking her pictures secretly from his mobile camera and the girl had caught him red handed. And my my, I must say wasn’t I proud of that girl, the young lady took stand for herself, snatched away his phone gave him 2-3 tight slaps and dragged him out of the metro all by herself. While the so called ‘MEN’ stood there and watched the scene.  A man, around 50 years of age, was even shameless enough to comment, “ek photo hi toh li thi, isme kya baat ho gayi!” (He just clicked a picture, what’s the big deal). I wonder if the same happened to his daughter what his reaction would have been.
I recently heard something nice somewhere ‘Crimes in our country happen due to lack of consequences’.
True it is.
That particular man would never again in his life dare take a picture of a girl like that. Moreover I think he would even stop carrying a phone with a camera. Because he suffered the humiliation and the consequences.

Some or the other time we get to hear of such brave acts put up by the females but rarely does it happen. Watching this incident filled me with a pleasant adrenaline rush. I felt courageous and proud.
In  a country like ours, wouldn’t it be a nice change to see more young women like her?



Friday, 30 August 2013

I am letting you go.

There are times when you realize that you, your hopes, your dreams are bigger than the people in your life. Its one of those times for me. There are times when you realize that inspite of loving someone with everything you have, they might not be satisfied. They will ask for more, and you will keep giving more. And in the process you lose yourself. Your identity. Your self respect.
Compromising and understanding is good in relationships but only to an extent, if a relationship demands more than you can give its time you break the chains and feel free.  Be it your lover, your spouse, a friend, a colleague anyone, you should always know where to draw the lines. If you let other people define your boundaries, they will always be in their favor not yours. They will always dominate you and suppress you. Its in human nature. So stand up for yourself.  Speak up if something is not right. And move on if you feel  you can’t take it anymore.

In life we always keep moving on, as we grow up, we realize who we are and what we want. And if there is something you don’t want, let go of it, keep the wonderful memories but let go of it.
A quote that I find worth sharing by Joel Osteen
“You must make a decision that you are going to move on. It won’t happen automatically. You will have to rise up and say, “I don’t care how hard this is, I don’t care how disappointed I am, I am not going to let this get the best of me. I am moving on with my life.”
So if that someone something Is taking the best of you, don’t let that happen.
Because


You are too special to be drowned. Swim. The shore isn’t far away.