8 March 2009

Names I've been called (on purpose, by mistake, whatever..)

Now, I realize I have a 'different' name. I do. So I never particularly mind when people decide to call me by petnames. But the things people come up with! Not least my mom..! It boggles the mind.. And they just keep on coming
  • Aradrayyar arunachalam
  • Asswoman
  • Batli
  • Bhadri
  • Bharatmata
  • Bharitimalaparzee
  • Billivedya
  • Blabby
  • BM
  • BM 6.5
  • BMC
  • BMP
  • Brat
  • Brattles
  • Bratty
  • Bratty-poo
  • Cat
  • Catty
  • Catwoman
  • Chakkar paani pakkar pakkar
  • Chancellor
  • Color
  • Color malar
  • Drama queen
  • Dhoti damsel
  • Expressionslos
  • Felina
  • Flaky
  • Himalay Parbat
  • Kootie
  • Kootie-footie
  • Lungi lady
  • Maami
  • Mahabharat
  • Malada
  • Malan
  • Malaree
  • Malli
  • Mallu
  • Mallu papu
  • Manda
  • Meowlar
  • Mighty wonderwoman BM
  • Mobo
  • Mundu Malar
  • Mylove
  • Parvati Color
  • Periyamaami
  • Pipsqueak
  • Saapad-rani
  • Sammy
  • Stoopy
  • Talumbharsee
  • The-lanky-one
  • Veshti woman
  • Wonderwoman

5 March 2009

Coming soon to an elevator near you..!

I stepped out of an elevator today, and the person waiting outside shrieked. I looked at her but she just ran inside the elevator so i couldn't read her expression. Granted I hadn't combed my hair, but then I never do.. So do I really look scary enough to evoke shrieks of terror in people?!

4 March 2009

My two cents (chaar anna?)..

It's only upto a certain point in life that others can dictate what is best for you (well, somebody's got to when you're too young to know better right??). But everyone comes to a point in life when you know your own mind and are capable of deciding for yourself whats right and wrong. Its at this point where you decide what (values, morals, ideas, pieces of wisdom, whatever you wanna call em), out of everything people have laid down in front of you, you'll actually keep, and what you'll toss. Even if you have a twin sibling, who's grown up with you, been influenced by the same things, who's to say you'll both adopt the same principles? 

Morals are important to us. And not just because people are beaten up, stoned, set alight, ostracized, threatened, etc in the name of morality. Even if we've never thought about it or refuse to admit it, we do need our own set of morals - things that we're cool with and those that we're not. Because at the end of the day, even if we don't care what the rest of the world and even God may think of us, we'll always care what we think of ourselves. Could you ever be happy, when you don't like yourself?

And so morality is personal. You decide your own boundaries. Set your own limits. 

There are of course, laws that have (for the most part) been laid down for peaceful co-existence of our species. Fail to abide by them and you're punished. Period. Obviously, whether murder is okay if you think its okay, is not something I would question. I stand by this: if you want to push the rules a little, do things society frowns on, I think its okay if you think its okay - as long as there aren't any casualties. Nobody should be hurt. Because you do not have the right to hurt anybody but yourself.

Go ahead that is, if you can take all the judging. And there will be judging. 'There's all kinds of people in the world' as the song goes, and the majority seem to think that if they think its wrong, it damn well is wrong! If they wouldn't do it, you sure shouldn't either! If they don't believe it, why the hell do you?? Everyone's got a different opinion and everyone's convinced what they think is all that matters. No room for different beliefs/opinions/ideas.. Judge judge judge..

Judgement is often unconscious. We don't even realise we're doing it. You usually just act on the verdict - you know you don't like that cheapo guy or that slutty girl or that annoying kid. For all you know though, someone out there thinks you're cheap/slutty/annoying. When you know you're not.. am I making sense here?!

Who are we to judge after all? Like good ol' Jesus said, "Let him who is without sin cast the first stone." There's only one person each of us can judge and that's ourselves. For you're the only one, who knows what is okay and what isn't for you. 

So, to each, his own. You live your life, I'll live mine. You don't judge me, I won't judge you..

Ha! 

Good luck with that..

23 February 2009

There's music everywhere..

I get into a crowded bus and am focused on finding a nice 1 square foot of floorspace without (too many) intruding elbows to occupy for the (thankfully not long) ride, when i hear a male voice at my ear sing out "helloo-o-o-o-ooo". I freeze for a moment in disbelief. Am i getting hit on?? Turning around (and it was quite the task, mind you) with eyebrows raised as high as they go (pretty high, in case ur wondering, i have a big forehead u see..) i look the singer-wannabe in the eye.

Well, look who it is..

Its the friendly bus conductor, waiting (not very) patiently for me to buy a ticket. Well he certainly got my attention, alright.. I buy my ticket. He moves on serenading anyone (men, women, children) who hasn't yet bought their fare with hellos. And I'm left wondering if they're taught this in conductor training academy. Maybe they have an optional music course.. or something like that :)

17 February 2009

Incredible India?

The following is an extract from the article 'Taste of India' by Vir Sanghvi, dated 15 Feb '09.

Local councils in the Italian city of Milan in the Lombardy region are considering whether to impose a ban on restaurants serving non-Italian food. In one town in the region, four kebab shops have been denied licenses on the grounds that their cuisine is against the traditions of Italy. This bizarre move appears to have the support of Silvio Berlusconi, the equally bizarre media magnate who is the current Prime Minister of Italy. 

Of course, there are all kinds of subterranean agendas at play here. One of the councillors supporting the ban made the point that the owners of kebab shops tend to be foreigners who work very hard and stay open for long hours. This, he said, posed unfair competition to native Italians. Presumably, hard work is also to be regarded as un-Italian from now on. (Or was it always so?) The real agenda, of course, is one that our friends in the sangh parivar will recognise immediately. Each time I am invited to a serious seminar in Europe, the discussion always veers towards diversity in society. After ten minutes of going around in circles, the Europeans get to the point. How do we in India cope with our Muslims? 

Aren't they all fanatics? Don't they refuse to integrate? Aren't they all too obsessed with insults, real or imagined, to their religion? Could they ever fit into any kind of liberal society where people are not expected to wear headscarves? It is at this stage in the seminar that I begin to look superior and lecture Europeans on India's triumphs in dealing with diversity. We've never had that sort of problem with our Muslims, I say. Of course the Muslim community contains a fair share of fanatics and religious psychopaths. But then, so does the Hindu community. You do not judge religions or communities by their nutcases. 

I note that the Council that has denied licenses to the kebab shops has also opposed the building of any mosques within its precincts, presumably because these are also un-Italian and unable to host little snack bars selling Chianti and pizza con salumi. So the real agenda is not about food at all. It is about making life tough for Muslims. 

Think about that the next time some European politician comes to lecture us on the condition of India's Muslims, the need to solve the Kashmir problem and the importance of religious equality. It's all very easy to preach tolerance when the majority of your people belong to one religion; much more difficult when you face the kinds of problems that India has coped so magnificently with.

I can't recall reading anything as simple, to-the-point, perfect as this when talking about the religious issues that are practically everyday occurrences here. And there's just something about seeing your thoughts so awesomely put into words by someone else.. right down to the use of the word 'nutcases'!

When i read the article, I thought about cutting out the article and keeping it someplace, but knowing myself, I'd probably forget all about it or lose it or my cats would get at it, and so on. This way it's safe and i can make other people read it too.. win-win.. or something like that :)