Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Shame on you!


Three girls met an old acquaintance and his friends at a rock show.. The guys ask girls to join for dinner after the concert and they agree. A few drinks were poured, a few jokes were cracked, everything was moving along as normal. One guys started forcing himself on one of them girls.. In a panic she grabbed the first thing she could and smashed it into his head. This is the thread of one of most influential woman oriented movies released recently - Pink. The girl was shamed as a prostitude for being open minded and drinking with guys.
This is the story of modern girl everywhere. We live in a world where still majority of people considers a girl who talks to boys, wear short dresses or drinks as "easy". And when these girls say no the other party gets offended like we have insulted them in some way.
Recently I have come across an incident where a girl was blackmailed by a guy who agreed to fix her phone that he would post her nude pics public which he obviously searched in her phone. And she being the epitome of feminism that she is asked him to go ahead and do it. Being a person from an older generation than hers and being brought up with all the Indian standards which says girls should not even talk loud, my immediate reaction was shocke and I was worried for her. But I was really surprised and impressed with what she and her friends achieved next. They were ready to take this incident public and started roasting this guy on social media. "We do not negotiate with perverts." And we should not.

It's high time we reverse the way we teach our girls. In the name of culture and community we have sacrificed a lot of girls, because from what we have been taught so far if anyone touches you without your permission it's still your fault. We have always silently beared the stares, the whistles, the brushing, the stroking, the grabbing, the list goes on. And suffering in silence has not provided any benefit so far. This silence has given these degenerate people courage to do more atrocities.
Where does it all stop? Why does being a female means suffering in silence? Why are there unnecessary restrictions for women when men can freely flash their "thing" in public? Why is virginity only sacred for girls? Why is masturbation only allowed for boys?? Why is breastfeeding in public such a shameful act? Well there are a million questions if you start asking. It's not possible to find a solution to all these in a day. But there should be a start somewhere. And I found that glimmer of hope in the courage of these group of 'New gen' kids. Say whatever you want about them but they know one important thing, to respect a someone's personal choice, let it be a or a girl. Gender should not be a matter here. And I applaud these gentlemen and ladies for their courage to go public and roast that pervert.
I am not saying that men do not get molested or abused. But they don't get tortured as much as the girls, they don't get shamed as much as the girls. Because we live in a world where men think they can do whatever they want and all their actions are always justified because they are MEN. I mean isn't that the most stupidest thing you ever heard. An innocent girl child gets gang raped and there were still some people saying she deserved it because she would have grown up to be a bitch or a terrorist. Seems like these perverts can tell fortune too.
Just think who you are before you judge anyone. Just ask yourself will it be wrong of you if you do the same thing that you shame someone for. Being a man does not give you the right to do anything. And personally I do not care about your moral wellness. By this writing I do not expect you to change because you are wired this way. But if you feel even for a min, when you put aside all male ego of yours, that you are wrong then maybe you should try to change. Your mother, sister, wife, daughter would appreciate it.
I hope the next generation continues to develop this sense of self respect and educate the rest of us. Maybe there will be a day where every human are treated equally and not shamed by self praised superior beings!
-M

Monday, March 7, 2016

Glee



Glee

Words are whooshing out, trying to say what I know nay
Music is wobbling in my mind, playing in its own way
Feet is tapping to every tune, dancing like a fay
Swooshing and twirling like a crazy lad on hay

As long as I do not care for your insolent ways
I would be singing and dancing
As long as I do not care for your ignorant bates
I would go chirping and bopping

Words are thumping in my mind, trying to be ballad
Music composing along the way, making a triad
Beats are added up, to every note so hard
Tapping and swaying I go with every chord

I would be singing and dancing
As long as I want to be on my own way
I would go gleefully dancing
As long as I do not care for your insolent ways

                                                                    -M

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Droplet



Just a moment ago, I did not exist
Just a moment ago, I was only a mist;
I belonged to the wind only as a feel to you
Afraid to be, wanting to touch you.

And when I touched you, I felt me condensing
A pain in my soul, which I felt pleasing
Grasping my sense of actuality, this miserly feeling
Doubting my reality, existence of my being

Now I know, I would have been even without you
Now I know, I am here not because of you
I will exist, without you, I do not plea
I will exist even if I meet the sea.
  

                                                                                                -M

Thursday, July 18, 2013

You think you know me??!!!!

I have asked this question a million times to most of the people I have met, even they probably haven’t heard it as I didn’t have it in me to ask it out loud.  It was the fear that no one would understand me or even worse the fear that everyone would hate me if they know me that kept asking this question, I guess…

It is the reason why I am scared to be myself in front of everyone. I am terrified of the judgemental stares. The heights of Social Anxiety disorder that I have managed to hide well from others, coz I really don’t wanna be judged…

And thus began my life as the human chameleon… Everyone who met me thinks they know me, they believe we have the same wavelength of thinking… But in fact, it is me who adapting your wavelength of thinking, it is me trying hard to fit into the social stigma around me… And after years of special training to be a chameleon now I
lost my true identity. I have become a fusion of all those I have met.


 Now who am I?? I am you; I am every one of you…
 
At some point of our life we all ask “Do you know me” to someone. Mostly it is because we want a confirmation that someone in this world to know us and to understands us. No matter how much we pretend that we are different and difficult to be understood we all just want someone to know us at the end of the day.

And thus we all turn into someone else without even realising the transition we are going through... Losing our true identity… Becoming a Human Chameleon…


And the day you start to believe in yourself is the day you can truly liberate yourself from such fears… And believing doesn’t comes easy as all this while all we did was to doubt yourself and looking for other’ approval. And the moment we try to be ourselves, all our loved ones turns around us..  As they don’t recognise us anymore… The truth is we don’t recognise us anymore…


And after a life crisis of lost identity and search for the soul and passion finally we define ourselves… Most of the time, this happens in your late stage of life, called as Midlife crisis by many… But if you are lucky enough you would have recognised yourself by now….
 


“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”
 

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Little things that makes you happy


All I ever wanted to be is happy.. All I ever wished to be is happy...

Actually I would like to correct that.. All anyone wants to be is happy... Each has their own different way to be happy.. For some being happy is about eating their favourite food, for some it’s about owning the branded merchandize, for some its cars and for some its bikes, and for some it’s about being with the person they love..

But does doing this makes anyone truly happy??? If so, for how long??!!

When living a busy life one forgets how to be happy.. and knowing the secret to be happy is the biggest achievement.. Everyone just holds on to what we lost and the pain endured in life instead trying to be happy about what we have achieved. Even though it might not be anything significant like owning a BMW but if u start to cherish little things that can make you smile, you will be happy for that day...

One smile at a time, one small moment of happiness at a time, u will step into a sunshine of happiness..

I have always ignored these little things when i was down.. Drown myself in a buck load of negative judgements and hateful thoughts... All I felt at that moment is life is screwing with me again and again... Nothing could make me happy..



"It is in this darkness that I have found all light— somehow become so bright, a shooting star on a stormy night.” - Coco J. Ginger

Unexpectedly, out of nowhere I saw a shooting star that night... I couldn't really believe it was a shooting star, never saw one before other than in movies.. I was sure no one would believe it if i say them, heck I didn't believe it at that time... I tried to convince me it was a small lightening probably.. It made more sense.. After a few minutes I saw another shooting star.. This time I was even more unsure whether I am seeing a real shooting star.. Me going crazy sounded a little more sensible to me..

Another shooting star passed by which left a beautiful shiny trail.... I was dumbstruck, I was sure, I was excited and grinning.. For a moment there I felt like I could be happy.. Coz I have seen something I have never thought is possible... And to my surprise I saw seven shooting stars that night...

May be I was going crazy that night.. But it gave me something I didn’t have before... Hope... A hope to find happiness...

From that day I decided to look for things that make me smile and be happy about it... And it worked... It gave me a sense of peace I have lost before...

Nowadays I don’t have to look for things to make me smile.. Its finding me... Smile of a kid.. dancing in rain.. going crazy with cousins, genuine laughter with friends, being remembered by people who tries to forget me or the ones I am trying to forget.. and most important.. Diary milk.. 

Probably this is real happiness... I just realised it late...

If someone asks me whether I am happy with my life, the answer may be no.. But I am happy today.. And will be everyday as long as I keep finding my little thing that makes me happy...