Friday, 23 August 2013

The best bunch of Idiots ever




Barely a week from celebrating Independence Day  , what news does one wake up to ? 
Gang Rapes , Murder , Extortion , Govt Scams , Child Molestation , Buildings crumbling like a pack of cards & children dying to Malnutrition. A week ago, close to 15th August, a majority of us changed your profile pictures on Facebook , BBM etc with the Indian Flag , soldiers fighting in Kargil , Mahatma Gandhi with his spinning wheel. Patriotic films being played on television. All of us gung- ho about the pride to be a citizen of this great country. I did that too.
What does being an Indian mean to any of us ?  We are the guinea pigs of various politicians vote bank dramas. We are so susceptible and vulnerable to everything these days.  Why should i be proud to be a citizen of this Country ? Rather what should i be proud about ?
- the poor state of public services - pot-holed roads injustice -ever increasing  prices of bare necessities, -poverty - crimes -  inflation - horrible value of Indian rupee . The list is never ending.
So on big days like Independence Day and Republic day , please can someone tell me what are we celebrating here.

A self respecting, moral Indian is ashamed every morning reading in the daily newspaper. I often read newspaper in the evening , avoiding news in the mornings because who wants to start a day with feeling miserable about living in this world. Today was an exception. The morning news runs a story of a 22 year old girl gang raped in Mahalakshmi , an affluent neighborhood in South Bombay. She was raped whilst she was at a run down mill in the area. She was accompanied by a male friend who was beaten up.  The police asks the girl whether did she acquire proper permissions to take photographs at the abandoned mill.  I ask, why ? If there were not permissions taken then is it permissible to be gang raped ?  What a ridiculous question! And the newspaper prints it too.

Rape has, of late, become an acute disease in the Indian society.  This is a problem arising out of a mental disorder, but there is also a larger cultural context that, to an extent, explains how the Indian male became so brutal.
Our cultural upbringing conditions male minds to behave in a cruel fashion with women. Family upbringing, societal conditioning, religious sagas and political animus, all construct our men and women into being what they are — men as aggressive and women as submissive. Which is why men here, in India, are different from men in other countries. 
Every time a gruesome rape gets reported, we all are ashamed and angry. That’s one thing; but working out ways and means to eradicate such evil is another thing. We cannot leave it entirely to the police or the judiciary to tackle such heinous acts. For, rape is also a cultural problem; and it is a more serious problem because of the extermination of the victim. We need to treat the malaise from its very roots.

Mumbai legislation bans night clubs , dance bars ,prostitution, couples canoodling in public , PDA etc.  They dont want the youth to have a life here in the city. There is restriction to express love openly to the other. And this is where the suppression leads to heinous acts like these. Radicals are known to arrest brave-hearts expressing their views on social networking sites.  Our authorities are busy shooing couples from Marine Drive , while gang rapes are taking place in stone throw distance.

As a travel professional , how do i give assurance to my clients , who btw are very worried about these crimes before visiting our country.  Our nation's tourism is suffering, our businesses are suffering.

Jungles have more order than this city.   

Mumbai MOTTO :  Crib - Suffer - Bribe - Attack - Suffocate


Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Right Place , Wrong Time

Rant Alert:

I am so out of my head these days. I am hating work. Lack of motivation , irresponsible staff and low benefits have put me down. I rather be sitting on a bench by the muddy seafront and read a book. Notice , how i didn't suggest being home. Because being home is no delight too.  People I know are behaving oblivious to their insanity.  why a total disregard to their existence ? I feel a victim of their bizarre behavior. Feels like i am at the right place at the wrong time. 

What comprises of a good holiday ? A good hotel, scenic beauty , fun activities , right company ?  I cannot help but wonder , that being in just the right place  but at a wrong time make a trip memorable ?

Three years ago , I visited Alton Towers with a bunch of idiots. After a lot of planning and who is coming , who is not ? we don't care lets just go, this short trip was planned. We were a group of 5 -6 people, a rather odd bunch. Alton Towers is Britain's largest and most visited theme park. Its UK's answer to Disney Land. I was very excited about visiting whilst all the planning. Getting there required a bus journey in the wee hours of the morning ,shuttle bus and a train ride. It was such a boring day ! I hated every second on being there. I realized it doesn't matter where you are, the right time and right company is essential to enjoy. even if the right company is just the one of yours alone.

I seek peace of mind.

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Trust thy self

July has brought in some eye opening events into light. To be honest nothing that shocks me.

A distanced family member confessed tampering with our land ownership papers. Now this person was the trusted one by our family to manage our properties. And he turned out be be a crook. It has all come out in the open now. There is no hiding place.  Now sorting out this mess is a task. 
What a sheer waste of  my time and energy !

I have been told that i m a 'closed' person. Let me explain. Friends say that i dont share my problems easily. I have this guard around me that a handful of people can peek through.  I would say that could be true. I have trust issues. I confess that i do not trust people easily. In way I believe thats a good thing.

" For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth."

Saturday, 22 June 2013

The closer i get to seeing life, I am hating it !

Next time an Indian person rants about being ill treated in a foreign country will hear a ear full from me. We are living testimony to living in glass houses and throwing stones at others. But the instant a stone is hurled at them they come out blazing standing up for their beliefs. Who wants to hear the truth ? The truth has been strangled and buried under heaps of hypocrisy. In India, we are stereotyped according to the caste and religion we follow. And i cannot keep it in me anymore but downright disapprove of this ridiculous way of living.  In this city , one can get away by smooth talking with the cops in this regions native language. It ease out the tension instantly. We dont see the credibility of the person , we don't see the authenticity of the work to be done, all one wants to do is prove it to the other that they are one of their own and get the job done. You may spend your lifetime walking straight but soon you would realize that it doesn't bloody matter what you are doing. The definition of  right and wrong keeps changing as per  situation from people to people.    We might not fight for the color of our skin, but we do based upon the God you believe in. And when pointed out this fact , i have been said that i am being  ' unfair ' (YEAH RIGHT !!)

Right from school  we are taught, God is one. People have different religion , different ways to worship but all religions preach goodness. None of  them endorse cheating , fraud or killing of the other. In India , we are made to understand (at a very early age) that multiple religions co-exist.  SO while we are given no restrictions to make friends with other communities , sit , eat , chill with   "the others" we live in perfect harmony.

And now, i notice a bias in our day to day lives. Names are not just identity of the person , but it defies their nature / profession / family lineage / and even future instantly. Its a shame. I was brought up in liberal environment. I was taught the right from wrong and then told that the final decision was left to me.  

Up until i took that final decision. Thats when everything changed. One cant live in isolation, i agree, but i also agree that isolation is preferred than hypocrisy..

Thursday, 13 June 2013

I rather..



Take  a dip in the crystal clear waters of Sameranger Lake, Austria

Camp under the Aurora Boralis

Hike to Trolltunga Mountains , Norway

Stay warm at Turquoise Ice Lake Baikal, Russia

Dance around the Lavender fields in Provence, France
Take walks at Vadhoo Beach , Maldives

Romance in Santorini Islands, Greece

Wednesday, 12 June 2013

No pain,No gain

Starting of June has changed my life. I have taken some steps that are crucial life changing decisions and now standing up to what i feel is right for me. Its been a roller coaster ride.  I realize i cannot please everyone.. that just cannot happen. Sometimes I'm a roaring lion and the other times I'm a distraught soul.  We can not be everything to everyone nor can we do everything, especially at the same time. What we can be and do is our best !'!'!'