Monday 30 July 2012

Ode to the daily debasing of women and lack of action

Where have all good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where’s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need

I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life

Up Where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there’s someone somewhere
Watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like a fire in my blood

I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life...


Courtesy : Bonnie Tyler

Sunday 29 July 2012

And I wonder

We Indians at some level have just accepted that nothing good can happen to us; to an extent that when something good does happen we feel its a plot of a grand scheme of things. Whether its the media or our own paranoia; that it makes good things feel like an unaffordable luxury is still an enigma.

Case I: My brief time period in UK I had bought a phone with a T-mobile connection. After a year when I was back it had barely been a few days that I had got my new BSNL sim than I got a text from T-mobile that I had won £750,000. I was shaking in my boots as I took this text to show to my mom. I had already started planning how I'm going to start my own cafe in a quiet forest and what not, which all came crashing down as my mom smirked and said,"Welcome back! It's a scam!"

Case II: Desperately looking for a job mode was ON and I got a mail from None-other-than GE Healthcare EOU and I was like Europe here I come! All this came to a premature tragic ending as they asked for money too early on. I Google-d the offer letter to find so many consumer complaints.

Like Kelso said in That 70s show, "You know..For once I want the right thing and the topless thing to be the same thing!"

For once I want the letter thing and the real thing to be the same thing. Even by law of rarity the number of spams that attack every Indian everyday (and going by India's population that's quite the amount!) someone needs to uselessly get sick rich or get way lucky by taking hook line and sinker at an awesome job or just worthlessly get happy!

Have you ever wondered that even one of these texts or mails that you get every off day, if even one of them is true you are in for a real jolt. But what are the unreal chances of that happening when you have already warranted off the fact that you can't get lucky.


I wonder if one day you check your mail and you get a mail that says, claims and delivers, "The solution to all your life's problems"- At this point would you be happy that this life comes with a troubleshoot manual or, would life have blinded you to such an extent that you wouldn't be able to see the good in anything or believe in anything, even if it came up and bit you in the ass; cause by default nothing good can cross your path remember?

Do you ever wonder...

Sunday 15 July 2012

Molestation.



Did the country whose cultural heritage developed kamasutra, where females have ruled empires, which developed “swayamvar”, the country with second highest population almost neck to neck with China’s population count sure to overtake in the near future, that devoid of sexual satisfaction; that it can only be sought by beating, harassing, molesting a girl on a street in a group fashion? Where I’m sure half the number of the people started then the rest of the bystanders instead of stopping it saw and thought,”Chalo beheti Ganga mein haath dho liya jaaye?” Somebody brought to my attention the ‘bystander effect’ which states that the more the number of people around an incident the lesser the probability of the heinous activity getting intervened; something normally known as mob mentality.

Women generally produce about two-thirds the amount of total strength and applied force that men produce (Read: http://www.livestrong.com/article/509536-muscular-strength-in-women-compared-to-men/#ixzz20hJaJPKb) does that mean that you abuse that fact that brutally? Your mother could have not sent you to school, college, provided you with medicines or just sold you off and earned a lot of money – but did she? No? Did these men ever think why? Of course not, these men are too busy praying to the Lord above that their strength be intact so that they can scar more innocent girls’ lives forever.

Let us for some time consider that she was drinking, that she was enticing people in that bar and that she wore exxxxtreeemely provocative clothes; does that give them the right to shoot the first episode of ‘Vigilantes gone bad’? I’m not surprised that people are pointing fingers at the fact that she was out at “late” in the night! 11pm, of course it is late; for we have been taught since the first day we stepped into adolescence that some men are vampires: who turn into clothes-tearing, groping, women-lashing people post sun down and we should be well shut in our rooms and if anyone were to even seek a sniff of our womanhood turn into a man, Voila! The only possible way to save yourself when they try to break your dignity. It is every woman’s ultimate dream to electrocute every man who tries to harass her on a day to day basis hence, the development of pepper spray! Almost, as old as the ancient art of alchemy.

Till then we are relying on the indeed “Aandha kanoon”! Rest assured my friends, Chivalry, is long dead. If you are reading this at work, be damned its post sun down; rush back rest the vampires seek you.
Run Run Run, like the wind....