Holi Hai….

These days wishing holi by saying happy holi is no enough, you have to add, SAFE hol

Happy holi people, I know it’s happy time, colour time, but then what if you are not in the the mood to celebrate holi?

How do you feel good when you know these colours will harm you, these celebrations will injure your lungs, damage your skin and cause lots of destruction to the nature too.

ImageI wasn’t like this before but I guess some things come with age. As a teenager living in we played holi with the best of colours, t a specifically designated place, a plain ground away from the city, so that who all wants to play come there enjoy with like minded people and go home happy. People who don’t want to are not made to participate forcefully.

But after shifting to India, I was made a shooting target with water filled balloons, oh I meant coloured water, street children, (age range could vary for 5 year olds to 50 year olds). These so called kids would start practicing a month in advanced to perfect their shooting skills. Local cops and other authorities would laugh it off calling harmless mischievousness. But ask that to a girl or a lady who’s on her way to school, college with papers on her hand, or someone going for an interview, who’s clothes have been dirtied and compelly messed up.

At the time of writing this blog, I’m watching a news being telecast, about how some people have been severely injured due to the poor quality of colours being sold in the open markets. Access to good quality products is so difficult that most of the times, we are forced to buy these inferior colours by default.

It’s a common occurrence in Indian cities to be cheated under the name of herbal and pure. I used to buy herbal organic colour thinking that they were good and would not leave scars on my daughter’s sensitive skin, but everything I was mistaken and in for a rude shock. Till recently I decided its best to play only with water.

So for us, holi is no longer a festival of colours, just wet fun.

I know wasting water is an equally big crime in India where drinking water in so scarce, but then what to do, how can I not let me kid play and enjoy, I can tell her not to waste excess water, maybe limit it, everything in moderation works. So I guess this too shall do.


Ek Mein aur ekk Tu, with an extra K.

Ek Mein aur ek tu, no not you and me, but the movie, staring Imran Khan and Kareena Kapoor.

I know it’s been a long time since the movie released but ever since I saw the movie it’s been in my head. It was a new awakening, a new era in Hindi cinema, no not technologically (I’m no judge on that), but content wise and the social message it brought across was a good one. I hope it has the right impact too.

It finally murdered, or has started the slow killing or the age old “ek ladka aur ek Ladki kabhi dost nahi ho sakte”, a girl and a boy can never be JUST FRIENDS.
Yeah I know people like you and me were always aware of these things but in rural and even some parts of urban India, people are still under the influence of our conventional thinkings and mind set. Each parent worries how their daughter or son will be perceived by the society’s tough screening eyes.

Why go so far, even in our societies, we see people being labeled cause they share a house, a vehicle or maybe just spend some nice time together at a cafe with someone from the opposite sex, siddha siddha character dhilla ho jata hai! (they individuals character is completely assassinated)

The movies shows that just cause a girl and boy sleep on the same bed does not imply that they are sleeping with each other.
Just cause a guy likes a girl she does not have to tie a rakhi to him, nor does she need to shun him or avoid him, most boys get out of their infatuations or crushes and even if it’s love they can take rejections. Not all guys will turn rapists or murderers when rejected.

A guy and a girl can still be JUST friends, platonic relationships do exits.
Friends can call each other darlings and sweethearts and still not be in a physical relationship. It’s possible.
Just cause a girl hugs or kisses her guy friend he does not become her boyfriend and she does not become a slut!

Times have really changed. Today, a guy-guy , or even a girl-girl relationship is more suspicious than that of a ladka-ladki, (boy-girl).

Times have changed and we need to change things too. The age old trend of finishing off all love stories, the good the bad or the ugly, with a marriage, which are equally worse, has finally begun to end.

As we see in real life, very few love stories, or affairs end up in marriages and even lesser are happily ever after, it happens only in fairy tales and out Hindi movies. But finally a fresh breeze of air I felt.

Its been an unsaid rule that the leading couple has to be married off in the end, or killed like in Qayamat Se Qayamat tak, or Sathiya, but they for sure could not be left untied. Hence amongst all the drama, dialogues and dhishum dhishum, the end result was always “just married, happily forever.”

This trend was worse in cases of rape victims, if a female was raped also, the right to do was to force the bad man to marry her, and so she could be raped for the rest of her life without any consequences on the husband.
It boils my temper when I see such cases, what could be worse for the girl? You are rewarding him and instead giving her a death sentence.

Our movies are not just a source of entertainment, they are not just a mirror of our society, many a times, they are also reference points in mane places. Actors and actresses are considered Gods and temples have been created for them. The general public looks upon then and their practices on screen are like lessons to live for most of our rural public.

We have statutory warnings for smoking, violent scenes or even sexual content, but there is nothing telling the public that this is a movie, it’s fiction and it should not be followed in real life.

People look upon the society through movies and television shows now a days, best example is that of the saas-bahu relationship, it was never as strained as it is now, nor was it so notably a negative relationship, if you say something good or nice about your own mother in law or vice versa, it’s almost a crime!
But this was not there per-saas-bahu sagas, it’s only after all these series that the terms have become so tainted.

So all in all, I loved the efforts of the Ek Main Ek Tu ‘s team, kudos for putting up the urban youths point of view, for telling people not to judge someone on the sex of their friends, just be and let others also be.

But then having said all those nice things, they had to put in an extra K, to bring in the good luck through numerology to the title. Offhhh…

But still Cheers to a new bollywood!!!

Teeth and footing days.

Starting this journey with WordPress is nothing like starting blogging all over again. It’s much more complicated. I can compare this feeling to how I felt when I got married and arrived in this new house, a new city, new people, new rituals and all.

I dint know where to go, what to do, what was right what was wrong, their routines their expectations and my role in all this. It looked chaotic, but had a well oiled system to it all. They all knew their roles their functions, and gradually even I found my place, similarly I hope to find my foothold here too.

Looking at the new interface, I don’t know what to do and what not. I don’t want to make ny mistakes, mainly caue I can’t call them my tooting mistakes any longer. Like I did when I started wit blogger. But now, Im expected to know, to be aware, but I’m not and soam tensed.

The whole look and concept of WordPress is very formal,serious as opposed to the of blogg, which is very causal, relaxed, or maybe that’s how it seems to me, maybe it had become familiar to me, like my parents house, no matter how rushed or out of place the place was I used to be at home, but at my in-laws a place, even though it’s more organised, I find it chaotic.

Not just me, most of the Indian girls, find their in-laws house, which she shares with other members of the family, not so homely, not so comfortable. Even after being married for more than a decade, it’s still her “Sasural”, her inlaws a house, never her own.

Hopefully in some time, more sooner than later, a balance would be strikes, and rhythm shall be maintained Rhythm to blog, to communicate, to develop and build new relationships new meaning to all things chaotic.

Life becomes easier if there are people to travel with, to talk to, help me make this journey of mine easier, more joyfull,come along lets do this together.