Baa Dum Dum Dush!!!!!

Happy Diwali everyone:-) 🙂
It’s so wonderful na the way we have so many Gods in our Indian culture and each God is worshiped in its own unique way. Diwali is celebrated in India because the great lord Rama returned home after completing banvas. But do the kids today know about this? I mean all they know is that on Diwali they have to wear new clothes, party and yeah burst the crackers. What about knowing the culture and its importance? Is anyone interested in that at all? Not knowing culture and just enjoying for the sake of it can still be tolerated but bursting crackers and causing so many problems. Sound pollution, noise pollution and the mere fact that those crackers are made in a factory where small kids are made to work is so disturbing that each time someone lights a cracker I feel like stabbing that person with the knife. Huh. Anyway this post is to share two things. Tragedy and hope.
I think I will go with the tragedy first.
This was the incident narrated to me by a professor. He told that the kids in his area got crackers worth rupees fifteen thousand. Imagine. Rupees fifteen thousand to bloody see the fire flames? Err. But that is not that big a tragedy that am talking about. One of the kid was moving back after lighting the cracker on a usually quiet road where there are not many vehicles moving. But as he was moving back he got hit by a two-wheeler. And he is seriously injured. I mean who exactly is at fault? The kid who wanted to enjoy? The driver who was just going his way? Or the parents to recklessly allowed their kids? Whoever at fault, the harm done is just too gross.
Now lets move on to the hope part..
K had come to greet me for Diwali and I had the most lovely conversation with him.
K: Di, Happy Diwali.
Me: A very Happy Diwali. You look handsome K. Lovely outfit.
K: Thankyou Di. Its my own choice. And now am going for dinner with family.
Me: That is nice. And tell me you must have got lots of crackers na?
K: No. I did not.
Me: oh. Why K? Going to get them now?
K: No Di. I am not going to buy it this year.
Me: *shocked* why?
K: Di. You had explained me last year giving many reasons. But I liked one of them the most and thought about that and didn’t buy.
Me: Which one?
K: I should not waste the money just to see the flames. I can see them when others light it. They anyway won’t stop lighting. So why waste my dad’s money.
Me: That is awesome K. Listen to me now, I am very very proud of you baby. Let me tell you that you are also helping little kids when you don’t buy crackers.
K: How is that?
Me: They make children of your age work in factory of crackers. That is not good na. You enjoy and they slog.
K: That is very bad Di. But can I ask something?
Me: ya sure.
K: Those kids earn by working there?
Me: Ya. But why?
K: If I don’t buy crackers then the factory will be closed then how will those kids earn? What will they eat?
Me: *shocked again* K, there must be some way. And tell me when you are studying why do you want them to work and earn? They should study too na?
K: My dad has money, so I study. How will they?
At this moment, K’s mom called him. And he ran away.
Trust me, I thanked God that he went. I mean I had no answer to that question of his. Neither could I tell such a small kid that its their parents that make them work there so that they can live, drink and survive. I couldn’t have burdened my little boy with all that. But seriously what is the solution? How can this endless vicious circle of poverty which is resulting in so many problems? I am here using my laptop to blog about the problem those poor little kids face but what they feel is known only to them. They probably don’t even know what fun is. I don’t think I will be able to drag this depressing thought further. Time to get into action and stop this.
But HOW??!!

Six Super annoying things about men!!

I read this article by Nandita Ravi in TOI few days back. Found it pretty interesting and amusing so sharing it..

Ball scratching: In public. Or even in private. The less said the better. Not just gross and embarrassing, but makes you wish that the earth would just open up and swallow you (or him, depending on how mad you are). Farting and burping also fall in this category. Trust us, that’s just not the way we want to know what they had for lunch!

Road rage: Especially against women. How is it that the men always assume that a bad driver has to be a woman? Yes, we might have our leverage with traffic policemen, but that doesn’t mean that we travel in amoebic speeds on the road. Pay some attention next time; it just might be one of your own behind the wheel.

The male ego: Fragile is the word that can be used to describe the male ego. Other words that you can use for the same are huge, confusing and even downright deplorable. Here are a few examples of what men think are great ego boosters – vrooming on a bike in the middle of a traffic jam that’s a mile long, making a woman feel about three inches tall, confusing two diverse terms like possessiveness and protectiveness… the list is quite endless. Annoying as hell isn’t it?

Dirty talk: Or even talk in general. What is hilarious is when they tread on tough topics like ‘giving each other space’ and ‘it’s not you it’s me’. Not only do they not have a clue about what they are saying, it sounds downright made up, to say the least. And please, dirty talking and bad mouthing is just not the way to flirt. We hate to break your bubble. It is absolutely revolting.

Sheer dumbness: Here’s a familiar scene. You are arguing like crazy with the guy you are seeing and at the end of what seems like hours, he asks you, “So what is your problem now”. What have we been screaming for the last four hours, retard? Sounds familiar? We don’t blame you.

Selfishness: An annoying thing about men is that they live in this little world of their own, where they think that the world revolves around their central axis. Breaking news. It doesn’t. Though you might think that everything is about you, it unfortunately isn’t. Respect the fact that we have a life that is independent of your likes and dislikes – that is all we ask.

All you men/boys please read and understand.

PS: I had lot of sadistic pleasure posting and reading it. Ha!

A sweet lesson…!!!

Last week I was a lot at home which is a quite rare phenomena, not only for me but also my family and neighbours. I was constantly questioned about why am I home, as if I wasn’t at my own home but staying somewhere illegally. Well that’s another story for some other day. Right now I want to share a very sweet experience. I was a little ill last week and was a lot pampered by everyone. My cute little baby neighbour ‘K’ who is in fifth grade came to meet me and well outshined me with his… Read the post, you’ll know..
K: Hi Di. How are you?
Me: Am better today K. Just in little pain.
K: You are very weak. Look at me, I fall so many times but i don’t cry like you.
Me: I wasn’t crying K. But ya you toh are strongest my boy.
K: I know. Di, can I ask you a question?
Now let me tell you all, I am K’s regular target. He tries all his jokes, tricks, riddles which he learns at school or from friends at me. He loves making me feel stupid and himself a lot smarter. Bah..
Me: *all set for insult* yeah sure baby. Ask ask.
K: Umm.. Tell me that one person who doesn’t have holiday on Sunday.
Me: K, there are many such people. But lets say hotel owners. They are not closed on Sunday.
K: Di, no! That is so wrong. Having a hotel is not a job. It’s a business. And i am talking about people doing job. Business people toh have to work all days na.
There went my ego crashing down on being told something so obvious by a fifth grader.
Me: Oh ya. Well you didn’t specify dear. So.. Anyway what’s the answer. (it was not like I didn’t have any more guesses but well I just wanted all this to end without further humiliation :P)
K: So you lose?
Me: Ya fine. What’s the answer?
K: Mummy.
Me: You don’t know the answer? Why are you calling your mom?
K: No. That’s the answer. Mom doesn’t have holiday on Sunday.
Trust me, I was dumbfounded. I literally was staring at him for full two minutes for stating something so simple yet such an important and ignored fact in a way that it felt almost obvious. He actually believed that it was the most simple question he has ever asked me.
Me: Wow. That is a very good thought K. Who taught you that?
K: I am smart (he never tells me the source. He thinks it’s very matured to keep it a secret). Bye Di. I have to go play now.
Me: hmm.. Bye K.
Now wasn’t it something that we all have forgotten that my sweet K feels is so obvious. There is not a day that any mom ever takes a break from being a mom. Cooking, cleaning, managing home etc etc etc. She does it all. And we (well I at least) never value it as it must be. Come to think of it, i won’t make through the day without my mom. Even the thought of her absence brings me chills. And if you too feel the same, abhi ke abhi apni mom ko bolo that you love her and that she is the best in the world. From my side too. Here is to all the sweet and sexy mom’s without whom we are just nothing. I love you mom 🙂 🙂 🙂

A parable on friendship…

I came across this beautiful short story which I felt is worth sharing to ignite the spark of being kind, loving and helpful to all. And this one is to friendship 🙂 🙂 ..

Here is how it goes:

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. What food might this contain?’ The mouse wondered . He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!’
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, ‘Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.’
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, ‘There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!’ The pig sympathized, but said, I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.’
The mouse turned to the cow and said ‘There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!’ The cow said, ‘Wow, Mr. Mouse. I’m sorry for you, but it’s no skin off my nose.’ So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer’s mousetrap . . . alone. That very night a sound was heard throughout the house — like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer’s wife rushed to see what was caught.
In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail was caught by the trap. The snake bit the farmer’s wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup’s main ingredient.
But his wife’s sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. The farmer’s wife did not get well; she died. So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them. The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn’t concern you, remember —-
when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

Remember:
Each of us is a vital thread in another person’s tapestry.
Our lives are woven together for a reason.
One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a friend!!!

Choosing sides..

Even as I start writing on this topic, hundreds of thoughts come rushing down in my mind conflicting with each other! It’s a difficult task as per me….choosing sides!!! It’s so tough to decide which side is right and which is not! Forget that, even when I know what is right and what is wrong I find it difficult to decide which side to pick.. Now if the choice is to go to a movie starring your favorite actor or to attend class I do know what is right but the wrong side is so luring.. This confusion when I know what is right, what when I don’t know what is right or to me both sides are right?? There comes a time when our mind fails to judge what should be done.. Decisions when no matter what side you choose you are at complete loss (choosing a side when your best friends argue) or when the choice is benefiting on both sides but it can’t be decided which side do we want more (spending time with friends or with family).. One of my friend does a thing which I find quite interesting. He tosses the coin to decide.. In both above cases its very hard for us to decide and so letting destiny make the choice is sometimes a very right thing to do. Whether it works or not, I am yet to try it. To me it sounds like asking God for help and I deeply believe He won’t make the wrong choice for us.. But is tossing coin a solution to all the problems? Can all the things be left to destiny? Won’t that be too much (reminds me of the movie serendipity. I still feel the movie exaggerated the whole destiny thing a little too much).. There are also times when we have a choice. Yes when we do have a chosen side in our mind. But we know that making that choice in real will hurt many people. So what do we do? One hypothetical example can be from the movie Hum Aapke Hain Kaun (filmy me, can’t help it). I am talking about Prem and Nisha choosing their duty over love. Can that be done in real? Are the people of this alleged ‘kalyug’ as selfless? I guess not. Choosing a side of a good career opportunity away from your family or to choose being with them and settle down for a lower career option? That’s a tough one. There always will be that opportunity cost you will regret. What does one do in such situations? In most situations it’s a choice between head and heart. And it’s not entirely on us what we choose. The choice will be influenced by our circumstances, expectations, mindset and other such factors. At the end it’s just subjective. But the condition of the person choosing sides is not easy is what I have learnt lately and am going to keep it as a lesson for life. And yeah making a less correct (I wont say bad) choice doesn’t make a person bad! 🙂 🙂 🙂