was totally shocked the other day as i sat and read the paper.having been born and brought up in the city,didn't even think that such cruel acts like SATI still exist in the villages of our country.
as recent as this year ,there have been two incidents of sati in north india.one of them just the other day on september 20th.a 95 year lady,Kariya Devi,jumped(rather was forced) into the pyre after her husband.this,with her sons carrying her and placing her into the burning fire!!!i also read that her 4 sons who abetted such a crime were arrested by the police.but is that justice enough for what happened?such barbaric customs still exist,i was shocked to know.and this was not the only instance.in august,a 50 year old lady committed sati.this was also witnessed by all and sundry in the village.totally,totally unimaginable in this day and society,don't u think?i mean,how barbaric and henious.
our government has also got in place a 'prevention of sati' act.but is this any use?we are sure to read soon enough that no case was made against kariya devi's sons.is this what we expect in free and independent india?
wikepedia defines Sati as a Hindu funeral custom, now very rare, in which the dead man's widow immolates herself on her husband’s funeral pyre.
sati had it's origin in the 1800s.it almost died out by the time the mughals started ruling india.but stray incidents were always reported.the term is derived from goddess sati who immolated herself as she could not bear the humiliation her living husband was suffering.it was then twisted and turned by the scholarly and supposedly learned men of that time and came to stand for a custom in which a widow jumps into the funeral pyre of her husband.these men encouraged sati and thought it to be an exemplary conduct by a pious woman.this was not considered as suicide,but was considered as a selfless act and was said purge the couple of the sins that they may have accumulated in their life and also ensured that the couple would be together in the afterlife!!!!how bizzare.....who cares who u r with after u are dead?well thats whole new debate in itself!!
even our scriptures and vedas defend the practice of sati,they even call it an act of self defense.but is it really that?i wonder....
but till these kind of weird and inane practices become a thing of the past,and the mentalities of the people,the way we think etc.change,the treatment meted out to the widows of our country by these narrow minded people and their fate may not improve.....
Friday, September 29, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Hmm...........
was reading an article on the net today about how men and women have different brains!!as i was reading it,i thought this is sooo true!i mean just as we are different on the outside we must be different on the inside too...
like,did u knw that women can speak faster than men,it's 250 words/min for us(weehee women)to just 125 for men.thats rather less and slow don't u think?a lady uses 20,000 words a day and men just a meagre 7000.she(the researcher) calls women 'weather'where her mind keeps changing and is rather hard to predict and men a 'mountain',and maybe we already know that;)(to use her own words).
but it's there,definately.the way we think,the way we do things,or even things which matter more to us,the way we emote.we may talk more and to such an extent that they will say,oh god lady!can u just keep quiet for like 2 mins.i have heard that line like n no. of times.and it hardly ever bothers me,cos that is me!!i have to talk,talk and talk and i would just love it if the guy just listened.he doesn't even have to really respond all the time(except at those right moments;)
i went to meet this guy once(for the marraige business teehee),and first of all he showed up late,really late,so i was already fuming and then when i just thought well he ain't that bad,except for his time sense,he drops a line saying"man!u talk sooo much".i thought this is it!forget it,imagine spending ure life with this bloke who keeps telling u that u talk too much (read why dont u shut up).i actually wanted to pour the coffee on his head and up and leave.
but i have heard this so many times.girls,women,ladies.they talk so much.always have to give their 2 cents worth to everything,have to butt in.well now we have an excuse(ehm,not that we need one),it's proven.we don't do it,the gray matter b/w our ears does it for us.
atleast we can have a good cry and get on with life if something goes wrong.we dont have to act all macho and show that nothing is wrong,we dnt need to hide our sorrows and problems in a bottle or go and hook up with somebody just to get the frustrations out.our medicine is definately a good,whole hearted cry!!!!
and thanks to our brains,we also make better friends:).no wonder so many guys have girls as their best friends.
we dont get lost all that often either.u knw why?well it's cos we have the sense to stop and ask for directions.the men folk usually let their ego come in the way and go about round and round in circles.
we are also more emotional(not just during pms).i mean not just about the crying...we remember all the small moments,tender moments,romantic moments.i dont mean ala dil chahata hai geek kind like the time we first met to the second,the date etc.no,not such things,but rather things that mean something,good times,bad times,funny things or just an evening spent with somebody who matters to you.we know when to say the right things at the right moment(usually).
well so this is WHOA to the women folk out there.keep going and keep talking ladies!!!!life's too short to keep mum.i mean there is nothing,absolutely nothing better than being a woman.leave u with the song
"A Woman's Worth" by Alicia Keys.
You could buy me diamonds, you could buy me pearls
Take me on a cruise around the world
Baby you know I'm worth it
Dinner lit by candles, run my bubble bath
Make love tenderly to last and last
Baby you know I'm worth it
Wanna please wanna keep wanna treat your woman right
Not just told but to show that you know she is worth your time
You will lose if you choose to refuse to put her first
She will if she can't find a man who knows her worth, mhmn
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
If you treat me fairly I'll give you all my goods
Treat you like a real woman should
Baby I know you're worth it
If you never play me, promise not to bluff
I'll hold you down when shit gets rough
Baby I know you're worth it
She rolls the mile makes you smile all the while being true
Don't take for granted the passion that she has for you
You will lose if you choose to refuse to put her first
She will if she can't find a man who knows her worth, oh
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
No need to read between the lines, spell it out for you
Just hear this song cuz you can't go wrong when you value
A woman, woman, woman, a woman's worth
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
Mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn….
like,did u knw that women can speak faster than men,it's 250 words/min for us(weehee women)to just 125 for men.thats rather less and slow don't u think?a lady uses 20,000 words a day and men just a meagre 7000.she(the researcher) calls women 'weather'where her mind keeps changing and is rather hard to predict and men a 'mountain',and maybe we already know that;)(to use her own words).
but it's there,definately.the way we think,the way we do things,or even things which matter more to us,the way we emote.we may talk more and to such an extent that they will say,oh god lady!can u just keep quiet for like 2 mins.i have heard that line like n no. of times.and it hardly ever bothers me,cos that is me!!i have to talk,talk and talk and i would just love it if the guy just listened.he doesn't even have to really respond all the time(except at those right moments;)
i went to meet this guy once(for the marraige business teehee),and first of all he showed up late,really late,so i was already fuming and then when i just thought well he ain't that bad,except for his time sense,he drops a line saying"man!u talk sooo much".i thought this is it!forget it,imagine spending ure life with this bloke who keeps telling u that u talk too much (read why dont u shut up).i actually wanted to pour the coffee on his head and up and leave.
but i have heard this so many times.girls,women,ladies.they talk so much.always have to give their 2 cents worth to everything,have to butt in.well now we have an excuse(ehm,not that we need one),it's proven.we don't do it,the gray matter b/w our ears does it for us.
atleast we can have a good cry and get on with life if something goes wrong.we dont have to act all macho and show that nothing is wrong,we dnt need to hide our sorrows and problems in a bottle or go and hook up with somebody just to get the frustrations out.our medicine is definately a good,whole hearted cry!!!!
and thanks to our brains,we also make better friends:).no wonder so many guys have girls as their best friends.
we dont get lost all that often either.u knw why?well it's cos we have the sense to stop and ask for directions.the men folk usually let their ego come in the way and go about round and round in circles.
we are also more emotional(not just during pms).i mean not just about the crying...we remember all the small moments,tender moments,romantic moments.i dont mean ala dil chahata hai geek kind like the time we first met to the second,the date etc.no,not such things,but rather things that mean something,good times,bad times,funny things or just an evening spent with somebody who matters to you.we know when to say the right things at the right moment(usually).
well so this is WHOA to the women folk out there.keep going and keep talking ladies!!!!life's too short to keep mum.i mean there is nothing,absolutely nothing better than being a woman.leave u with the song
"A Woman's Worth" by Alicia Keys.
You could buy me diamonds, you could buy me pearls
Take me on a cruise around the world
Baby you know I'm worth it
Dinner lit by candles, run my bubble bath
Make love tenderly to last and last
Baby you know I'm worth it
Wanna please wanna keep wanna treat your woman right
Not just told but to show that you know she is worth your time
You will lose if you choose to refuse to put her first
She will if she can't find a man who knows her worth, mhmn
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
If you treat me fairly I'll give you all my goods
Treat you like a real woman should
Baby I know you're worth it
If you never play me, promise not to bluff
I'll hold you down when shit gets rough
Baby I know you're worth it
She rolls the mile makes you smile all the while being true
Don't take for granted the passion that she has for you
You will lose if you choose to refuse to put her first
She will if she can't find a man who knows her worth, oh
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
No need to read between the lines, spell it out for you
Just hear this song cuz you can't go wrong when you value
A woman, woman, woman, a woman's worth
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
Cuz a real man knows a real woman when he sees her
And a real woman knows a real man ain't afraid to please her
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first
And a real man just can't deny a woman's worth
Mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn mhmn….
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
burden of weights...
i have been hearing these weird opinions from people about my doing a bit of strength training recently.i mean what's d big deal!!don't get it really.it's not that i am going to look like the next K.maheshwari or anything,with those bulging muscles.am just trying to get a nice toned look.whats so wrong with that??all around i hear things like "r u crazy,why do u want muscles?" or"it doesn't look good when a girl has muscles",whats with it..it's not like i am lifting 200kgs or something.am still in the measely 5 kgs category and that too with great difficulty.and anyway it's helping my tennis.can safely say that the only person,actually make that 2 people happy with my weight lifting are my gym instructor and my tennis coach!!!
and ofcourse i,me ,myself.have actually started feeling and looking good.bye bye to those flabby arms and a big hello :)to a well toned look.and anyway isn't that supposed to be the "in" look.am totally happy with it,giving me a new high !!!
so cheers to weight lifting and a big thumbs down to those discouraging people out there(me thinks it's just sour grapes talking;))
and ofcourse i,me ,myself.have actually started feeling and looking good.bye bye to those flabby arms and a big hello :)to a well toned look.and anyway isn't that supposed to be the "in" look.am totally happy with it,giving me a new high !!!
so cheers to weight lifting and a big thumbs down to those discouraging people out there(me thinks it's just sour grapes talking;))
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
A baby at home!!!
Having a baby at home seems like the single most tiring thing in the world.When I say this,I am sure loads of moms and dads world over will agree with me!!!
This is a new experience for me and my mom.We got her home when she was barely 5 weeks old,this cute thingy,so tiny and helpless, I could hold her in one palm...Like any proud mother,my mom held her close and showed her off to all and sundry.Actually,all the neighbourhood kids were waiting for her arrival that day.My mom I believe had announced to almost every person she knew that we were getting her home.
She was soo cute,a little ball of black fur,with hints of tan here and there,black beady looking eyes,flip-flop ears,man was she a BABE!!!We christened her Pepper after contemplating forever. Had suggestions ranging from bubbles,cleo,rani to laila etc. but then decided that she was a Pepper and Pepper she was.So innocent she looked that day we didn't even think of the terror she would become in just a few days.She looked so meek and cute and just ate and slept and ofcourse left piddle puddles all around the house.Mom and I were so taken in by her good behaivour we didn't stop to think of what lay ahead.
Suddenly her tiny sharp teeth and claws all came out,then started the games,slowly but definately she gained confidence day by day.She started running around the house,exploring bit by bit,part by part on her tiny fat paws,so softly we could harly hear her move around.And when she was going about her buisness quitely,you knew that there was trouble with a capital T.She started with pulling our clothes off the beds,pulling and tearing the morning paper,our slippers ofcourse being her fav past time.All this we could take but then out came her pincers,she started targetting our toes, nibbling away at them all day,lucky for me i am not at home most of the day,but needed to have my defense tactics in place before i got home.
Her first victim of destruction was this clay ganesha idol that has been in our house from a long time,just grown with us i guess,always wanted to get rid of it but just let it be.well she gave us just the excuse we needed.one day she happily jumped on it,dropped it down and broke not one but both the hands!!my mom,ever so proud of her ward's achievement of the day announced this to me as soon as i got home.i was like oh my god,what did u do pepper?i thought ma would punish her like all the times when we were kids,but like i said,it seems the rules differ for us and for pups!!
Next came a beautiful, painted vase that stands (or rather stood)tall in one corner of our living room. The wires at home needed to be out of reach,we thought and we did just that.Didn't realize that by doing that the only remaining target would be our feet!!!!
There are certain things about her that are so endearing and make everything worthwhile, like the fact that at exactly at 11 every nite she disappears behind the sofa(her bedroom)and goes to sleep,love the way she goes to the kitchen and sits in front of the grinder whenever she is hungry,the concentration with which she nibbles at the chairs,or the way she loves to sleep in ma's bathroom,behind the sink,or the way she pulls the broom when the maid is sweeping:)),or the fact that she is so scared to come into my room,the way she loves to putter around in the garden,oh,the list is endless!Naughty little mutt that she is..these are the things that make u laugh and things that remain in ur mind after they grow up to full size and become scary devils!!!
Well one thing i'll say,she needs the same amount of TLC that any baby would need and we definately need the same energy.it's a full time job and it's tough.But it definately gives u the same pleasure as having a cute little baby at home and the added advantage that they become gaurds and the loyal friends they are known to be!!!!
This is a new experience for me and my mom.We got her home when she was barely 5 weeks old,this cute thingy,so tiny and helpless, I could hold her in one palm...Like any proud mother,my mom held her close and showed her off to all and sundry.Actually,all the neighbourhood kids were waiting for her arrival that day.My mom I believe had announced to almost every person she knew that we were getting her home.
She was soo cute,a little ball of black fur,with hints of tan here and there,black beady looking eyes,flip-flop ears,man was she a BABE!!!We christened her Pepper after contemplating forever. Had suggestions ranging from bubbles,cleo,rani to laila etc. but then decided that she was a Pepper and Pepper she was.So innocent she looked that day we didn't even think of the terror she would become in just a few days.She looked so meek and cute and just ate and slept and ofcourse left piddle puddles all around the house.Mom and I were so taken in by her good behaivour we didn't stop to think of what lay ahead.
Suddenly her tiny sharp teeth and claws all came out,then started the games,slowly but definately she gained confidence day by day.She started running around the house,exploring bit by bit,part by part on her tiny fat paws,so softly we could harly hear her move around.And when she was going about her buisness quitely,you knew that there was trouble with a capital T.She started with pulling our clothes off the beds,pulling and tearing the morning paper,our slippers ofcourse being her fav past time.All this we could take but then out came her pincers,she started targetting our toes, nibbling away at them all day,lucky for me i am not at home most of the day,but needed to have my defense tactics in place before i got home.
Her first victim of destruction was this clay ganesha idol that has been in our house from a long time,just grown with us i guess,always wanted to get rid of it but just let it be.well she gave us just the excuse we needed.one day she happily jumped on it,dropped it down and broke not one but both the hands!!my mom,ever so proud of her ward's achievement of the day announced this to me as soon as i got home.i was like oh my god,what did u do pepper?i thought ma would punish her like all the times when we were kids,but like i said,it seems the rules differ for us and for pups!!
Next came a beautiful, painted vase that stands (or rather stood)tall in one corner of our living room. The wires at home needed to be out of reach,we thought and we did just that.Didn't realize that by doing that the only remaining target would be our feet!!!!
There are certain things about her that are so endearing and make everything worthwhile, like the fact that at exactly at 11 every nite she disappears behind the sofa(her bedroom)and goes to sleep,love the way she goes to the kitchen and sits in front of the grinder whenever she is hungry,the concentration with which she nibbles at the chairs,or the way she loves to sleep in ma's bathroom,behind the sink,or the way she pulls the broom when the maid is sweeping:)),or the fact that she is so scared to come into my room,the way she loves to putter around in the garden,oh,the list is endless!Naughty little mutt that she is..these are the things that make u laugh and things that remain in ur mind after they grow up to full size and become scary devils!!!
Well one thing i'll say,she needs the same amount of TLC that any baby would need and we definately need the same energy.it's a full time job and it's tough.But it definately gives u the same pleasure as having a cute little baby at home and the added advantage that they become gaurds and the loyal friends they are known to be!!!!
food for thought!!!!
We never have what we like,
We never like what we have,
still we live,love and hope
that someday we'll get
what we love,or,
love what we have
that's LIFE....
We never like what we have,
still we live,love and hope
that someday we'll get
what we love,or,
love what we have
that's LIFE....
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