tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63079523713583825702024-03-13T07:57:38.362-07:00the journey never endsThe Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-88157140979876639402015-02-18T22:10:00.001-08:002015-02-18T22:10:47.823-08:00Little rambling<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It has been really long since I wrote something and I have missed it terribly. I came across somebody's post recently where this person talked about how women take the second name of their partners after marriage and why it doesn't make any sense to them. And then everybody else jumping in giving their 2 piece including me. It amazes how we demand freedom of choice against a particular tradition, custom etc. but are quick to criticize the person who chooses to follow them. Doesn't that person have the same freedom of choice to follow the tradition? Just like the ones who do not want to follow! Freedom of choice is a very vast term where we must respect each and every individual's life choices as long as its not something illegal or is not harming them. How about we think twice before judging somebody else's life choices when we don't want to be judged for ours?</div>
The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-27931955954827181702013-09-17T08:01:00.000-07:002013-09-17T08:01:25.337-07:00Rape and Patriarchy in IndiaWell, it may seem to readers(the occasional ones that i get)that it has become my favorite topic to explore. Well the thing is - its not. Its just that, the topic refuses to leave the public sphere. Its always there. And why would it - in a sex deprived nation like ours, rape remains a reality that we conveniently would like to put viel on. However, that;s not the point i want to discuss today. Today, i would like to explore a different point of view - that why Rape remains such a powerful issue. In India, where the setup is predominantly patriarchal social system, rape is not just a crime - its a tool for men to show their supremacy over women, tool for upper cast men to wield their power over the lower casts. Rape is still referred as "Izzat lootna"(dishonored) in hindi newspapers and in general discussions as "Ladki kharab kar di."(Couldn't find english for this, similar to being dishonored though). Some of you may be laughing over these sentences but it remains a reality for a larger population.
Women are still supposed to preserve the honor of the family by staying virgin till they get married. Don't bother asking what happens next. After marriage she becomes the property of the husband and it doesn't matter if he rapes her everyday. The absence of recognition of "Marital Rape" in Indian law is a reflection of how entrenched patriarchy is in the society and among the educated people.
So the question that I want to ask is - What do we want to prove by asking "death for rapists"?
Aren't we reinforcing the idea of patriarchy by doing so? That rape is such a powerful crime and the perpetrator has so much power over the victim that he must be killed?
Why nobody talks about empowering the victim by taking away all the importance to it? I agree that the damage to the psyche of the victim is huge and it takes her years to get over it. And i can only imagine the level of violation she must feel!! However, if we give her more power, put her on the path of recovery and treat her like any other person and not as a "Rape Victim." She doesn't need your sympathy, she needs your support. if you can give her that, stay around. Else, get lost. Her life doesn't end because of one incident that happened.
Yes, she will take a long time to recover, but what we need to do it to empower her by treating her as if we would treat any other person and not by treating her as a victim!! That's just your patriarchal mindset working. The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-79211456955266583272013-02-28T08:26:00.001-08:002013-09-17T07:34:06.597-07:00Rape, Media, Society and Us.So much has been said about rape, its causes, who is responsible for it, how govt. should take extra steps and what not. I wonder if there is anything that has been left unsaid. I would still like to go ahead and express what i think on the issue. My firm belief is that we should stop blaming govt. for a rape. Not that i am trying to absolve them of their duties or responsibilities. But think again, is it really the govt. who is doing it? Is it them who will stop it? Are they the ones who are encouraging it?
Do you have answers to these questions? My stand on the issue is that whenever a rape happens anywhere in the world, it's society's collective failure. One of the prime reasons that society was formed was that it provided us a sense of security. Rules were made and people obliged by these norms because they used to feel secure. Is it still happening? A six months old girl child, who is raped by her own father or uncle, what rule did she really break? We often hear people saying: oh why was she out so late at night, why was she hanging out with a man! My question to these people is- How safe is the girl who dresses up in the most conservative way and doesn't go out after 6 in the evening? Are we as a society able to guarantee her a safe life where there is no molestation or rape or mental torture?
There is no guarantee. Statistics show that in 70% rape cases, the perpetrator in known to the victim. What are doing? What are we teaching our children? What values do we give them when we raise them? The objectification of women as a means to satisfy a man's need? Most of the media around is filled with examples. Why just single out Honey Singh and ignore the advertisements and 'Fevicol' song? Wherever you look, you will find that the general portrayal of women in the society is that of an object. Whether that object is to fulfill sexual needs or false ego is irrelevant. Just saying that hang the rapists and improve the police force is not solution. Policemen, they are one of us. Their attitude is reflective of that of society at large. Why blame only them? Why not take a good look inside us and evaluate what are we made of?The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-30819140404755978232012-05-15T08:41:00.002-07:002012-05-15T08:41:56.066-07:00Satyamev JayateThe latest show to create a buzz is 'Satyamev Jayate'. A lot of people are talking about it. Its there on twitter, Facebook, newspapers, TV channels, everywhere. It was a much talked about show even before it started because of the host Amir Khan, the format of the show, the marketing strategy it adopted, the unique approach Star network had regarding the broadcasting of the show. A lot of it was new for Indian television industry. However, no one knew what the show will be about!
Now that two episodes are already out, we know it is a show that talks about sensitive social issues which have, till now, been easily swept under the carpet thinking,"it won't happen to us or to people we love". The show touches all the aspects of the issue at hand, bringing out all the implications it has over the individual and the society. The first episode was really informative as it discussed concrete facts and data. Female foeticide, though a known fact, has hardly been discussed in India. And even if it has been discussed on TV shows on Doordarshan, the reality is that no-one watched it.
The reasons may be many-that they didn't have the star power or lacked the sensitivity that is a prerequisite for a topic like this. But when somebody like Amir Khan talks, people listen. They pay attention. Its a tried and tested formula in marketing and i am really glad to see that it is being used for a good cause.
It was a relief to watch a show that talked about Child sexual abuse-a topic that needs immediate attention by parents and children alike. Finally, somebody realized the need to bring it the fore.
I wish they will not bring the star guests in every episode. Its a real turn off. It has a potential bring a change. I hope it is able to bring one.The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-1985152647024093442010-09-29T10:33:00.000-07:002010-09-29T10:34:48.036-07:00thoughtful...........Women empowerment! We often hear this term but do we ever pay attention to as why do we need it? What is the significance of this term? What do we mean by women empowerment? What groups do we target when we talk about empowerment of women? And what do we actually mean by ‘empowerment’?<br />Dictionary meaning is ‘to give power or authority to’. Government often talks about women empowerment through various schemes launched by state or central govt. The most recent one was introduction of “Women reservation bill”. All the parties differed in opinion as to whether to support it or not. There were disputes and difference of opinion within the ruling coalition itself. Even Sonia Gandhi failed to gain the required number of votes to get the bill passed in Loksabha. Yes, the bill was passed in Rajyasabha, may be because the members are the people who are specialists in their respective fields and are the intellectual property of the country. They are not concerned about losing their vote banks and are not chauvinist. <br />But the government should understand that by reserving 33% of seats in parliament for women is going to empower them theoretically. Reality at the grass root level is going to be the same. We have the example of Panchayati Raj institutions where 50% seats are reserved for women. The women candidates on these seats are just the puppets whose strings are in the hands of the male members of their families. Even after so many years these institutions were christened, situation at the ground level remains same. Child marriages still take place. Female foeticide remains a bitter truth, women are bought and sold as the sex ratios are skewed, and they are still treated as a commodity rather than a human being. Rape victims are looked down upon and men look at us as an object. You can tell by the way a man lurches at you. Whether you are in a bus, a train, roadside, in your own car, or may be in the vicinity of your own home, they can rape you with their eyes. Govt needs to realize that before thinking about empowerment, they should aim for equality. They should start from the basics where a girl is not killed in the womb just because she is a girl, a girl is not denied food just so that her brother can have four meals a day, she should have the right to education, is able to go school because she wants to. <br />We should spread awareness among the male brethren that if the women of the country are not well fed, is not educated, is not taken care of; it would not be long before we see the society rotting into the gutter. Women are the basis of a healthy society and a successful nation. They are the ones to take the society forward by giving birth to a child, nurturing till the time he/she becomes independent to start their lives on their own<br />Before aiming for sky, we should ensure that the foundation of the rocket launching station is strong enough to sustain the pressure. Then only we can look forward to the next stage.The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-39425289597456533982009-11-30T01:02:00.001-08:002009-11-30T01:11:41.567-08:00Nothing NewWell well well!!<br /> <br /><br />There is os much t owrite and i just dont know how to start. A lot is to be taken care of. Everyone is so concerned about me that it scares me at times. I hop ei'll get through the times as always.<br />What to say and what not to say. While travelling i met this old man recently. He was trying to start off a conversation and i found him a bit intimidating and irritating at the same time. And suddenly he asked if there was any job in my office which required paperwork. That one moment made me realise the impact of recession in no time. He was no less than 65 or 70. Living in my comfort zone, i never realised that things could be so bad. I always found those persons irritating who fight for a rupee or two. But now i know that even that one rupee comes to your pocket after working really hard. Every penny you earn counts. <br /><br />Lesson learnt, i still m a spendthrift and m trying to control my habits. Hope God be kind upon me this time!!The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-12357563789701647212009-11-30T00:37:00.000-08:002009-11-30T00:48:57.753-08:00My life at present<div>Finally i am here,</div>
<br /><div> writing after almost four months. At one point of time i thought i would never be able to write again on my blog. But here i am, back from the ashes of time as they say. I am writing this post sitting in office. I mean this is unbelievable. At times i feel that all the money i pay to my internet connection provider is going as i hardly have any time. After 12 hours of office, you just don't feel like doing anything and in my case, i don't even watch TV.</div>
<br /><div> Though i've been longing to read 'EMMA' by Jane Austen and even started it but somehow couldn't complete it.
<br />Life is in a real mess at this point of time.
<br />However, there are some things that are really good have happened to me.
<br />Well m not gonna talk about it here( its a secret). Only people close to me would get to know it.
<br />The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-14599095070173149162009-07-17T11:13:00.000-07:002009-07-17T11:15:33.009-07:00<em>you don't miss me the way i do,</em><br /><em>I know that and i am not blaming you.</em><br /><em>Tears run high when i think of you,</em><br /><em> can't help but will stop telling you.</em><br /><em>Oh! i miss you and that's so true</em>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-14538465090115748492009-06-26T09:23:00.000-07:002009-06-26T10:51:16.274-07:00This one is for my friends<em>You made me laugh,you made me cry,</em><br /><em>with you time passed, as birds fly.</em><br /><em>I'll miss you,i'll mis you all.</em><br /><em>moments gone by,when i'll recall.</em><br /><br /><em></em>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-45430932767118693292009-06-26T08:17:00.000-07:002009-06-26T09:22:54.254-07:00Change is the only constant.Today i realized true meaning of nostalgia. Never before in my life have i felt like this. Today when i walked the road to my college seemed longer than usual. At one moment i thought that its not gonna end at all,or did i miss my college and left it behind!!!. Then i realised that i was walking alone,without my friends and then i became conscious of the fact that m never going to walk that road with them,not in near future atleast. Not by any means i'l be sitting with thwm at the stantard pastry shop, talking the same stuf or bitching about the people irrespective of the fact that we'll be making a lot more money than we can now think of. Not again will we haggle with each other over the bill, or what reataurant we should go because we will be able to afford any restaurant.<br />We'll have many vacations in our lives,not one like we had together in goa. Dont know when will i see jaya doing her trademark,"b'day present"thingi again,meghna talking at the top of her voice and confusing strawberry with vanilla.<br />It feels like they are taking a part of me away from me and nothing will ever fill that vaccum.<br />But thats how the life is and as i believe Change is the only constant.The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-22278575285647871862009-06-25T09:05:00.000-07:002009-06-25T09:11:01.520-07:00callWherever you go,wherever you are,<br />there is someone waiting for your call.<br />Mornings or evenings,day or night,<br />your soothing voice takes away my disquiet.<br />The only way i can show i care,<br />is to call you up and ask,"how are you dear!!!"The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-91877516158771038462009-05-30T08:57:00.000-07:002009-06-25T09:02:56.983-07:00why is it happening to me???I wanted to write something but m just not getting enough material in my head. Not that m ill informed about the subject or i dont have proper understanding of the problem m trying to write about. It's just that m not being able to put my thoughs into well arranged sentences in a readable manner. May be m just out of practice as i haven't been writing for long. I wasn't too occupied with things and i always had enough time to write something, but everytime i thought of writing something i would feel too lazy to type. In case i was sucessfully able to pursue myself to the computer,i would be short of topics. I just started reading again as thats what i have to do for coming few years. Reading books is actually very very refreshing. You get to know about someone else's point of view on something or the other, assessment of a problem which you might had been longing to know and a lot more.<br /><br />I just finished reading "My bleeding Punjab" by Khushwant Singh. The book is more of a historical account of whatever happened in punjab in late 70s which further intensified the problem, how govt. mishandled whole situation. The best thing about the book is that its very impartial in its treatment. One would expect that being a Sikh, Khushwant Singh would have a partisan attitude towards the problem which is so not the case.<br /><br />If someone really wants to know what happened during the Operation Blue Star,the book is a good reference..........The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-42924079080835657242009-03-07T20:48:00.000-08:002009-03-07T20:54:52.473-08:00Its nothing<p>here is another piece which i wrote, people may find it saddening but i like it.</p><p>As the days pass by,as the sun goes down.</p><p>When you feel dejected, and nobody is around.</p><p>You feel like dying, beyond the pain.</p><p>But soon you realise,there ain't no gain.</p><p></p><p>Thats it, i couldnt find anything more to write with this.</p><p>Thank you and Have a good life.</p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-50196206446031074452009-02-27T08:53:00.000-08:002009-02-27T09:15:22.346-08:00<p>M just wondering how to start this post. I just want to write something desperately.</p><p>I've ben watching a lot of movies lately n i just wonder what makes Slumdog millionaire so special!!</p><p>I watched ther movie n its an averasge movie,made in typical bollywood style.There has been much better movies made by indian directors better than Slumdog,but they never got any oscar nominations either. Not that we need an award to prove that we make good movies. And not only the Oscar jury has gone mad, we Indians just cant get over with our colonial past.Anil kapoor was so happy that Will Smith was polite with him n congratulated him. </p><p>Frida pinto was going ga-ga over the fact that Angelina jolie walked upto her n appreciated her performance. Had Shabana Azmi have said the same to her,she would not give a shit to it......</p><p>But you see,it was Angelina :P, this too when the girl hardly has 8 to 10 shots(it might be less but definitely not more)</p><p>Moving ahead to music, Rehman's music is good but definitely not his best.But i guess its the first time they took notice of a Brown man's music</p><p>Congratulations Rehman.</p><p>Now m losing the track of whatever i want to say.....................</p><p>M feeling sleepy,good night</p><p></p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-2693505081427459322009-02-27T08:32:00.000-08:002009-02-27T08:46:47.878-08:00random thoughts<p>i've been missing for a long time ,but its just that i couldnt find anything to write about.</p><p>Not that i've found now but i wrote this little piece.I liked it,so m gonna put it here</p><p></p><p>Only if i could wish n get,</p><p>you had been around me.</p><p>only if i could wish n get,</p><p>you wouldnt have done what you did to me.</p><p>only if i could wish n get,</p><p>things would've remained good.</p><p>However i am afraid to say,</p><p>they were not destined to be so.</p><p></p><p>I really dont know how is it,so i would like to have comments from whosoever reads this.</p><p>Thank you n have a good life</p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-26257280375912649492009-02-09T08:57:00.000-08:002009-02-09T09:04:10.728-08:00one blessed sunset<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGwhg-rg59B2Ji-3GFQDdPPaZrmv8mZ1GEQr2jE3t3lQkymR0WpulrCLF73HLnuz6HyKnjHIE9_zwv31yzgT26cYtzCOpGwyNdyQm2hTOcAB612VrqOmx3OIq3V7xiAm-w-HXlQEH_Sbp6/s1600-h/Picture+189.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGwhg-rg59B2Ji-3GFQDdPPaZrmv8mZ1GEQr2jE3t3lQkymR0WpulrCLF73HLnuz6HyKnjHIE9_zwv31yzgT26cYtzCOpGwyNdyQm2hTOcAB612VrqOmx3OIq3V7xiAm-w-HXlQEH_Sbp6/s400/Picture+189.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-68805130914618083942009-01-21T07:32:00.000-08:002009-01-21T07:50:51.551-08:00eight random things about me<p>Meghna tagged me for this, n m really wondering what to write..................</p><p>lets see...................</p><p>1.I resemble a lot to my brother.</p><p>2.I am scared of open high places,that means i have Aeroacrophobia.</p><p>3. my room is messy n gets clean only a day before my sistes's arrival. I do that so that she wont scold me for the same.</p><p>4.I am a compulsive shopper. I always feared to accept this but then thats the truth.</p><p>5.My friends mean a lot me and i can do anthing possible to keep them with me. But they should also prove thier worth as and when required.</p><p>6.I can stitch,cook,can knit and can do embroidary. </p><p>7.I am a punctual person,mostly on time in my classes no matter how early i have to get up. But the class shoulod interest me too.</p><p>8.I am a patriot at heart. Not many people know about this aspect but i love my country more than myself.</p><p>people i wanna tag</p><p>Jaya</p><p>Tarun.</p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-60412567796359659712009-01-18T10:34:00.000-08:002009-01-18T11:05:39.361-08:00suggest me a title<p>well m in a good mood today n m gonna write something i strongly feel about.</p><p>To start with, i have very high regards for my teachers who are really good[ n i decide who is worth it n who ain't].My teachers hold a very special place in my lifesopan of 22 years. I still remember the name of my class teacher of first class n i still long to meet her .</p><p>Such a special teacher she was to me,a mother figure at time at the time as mom was working back then n couldnt spend much time with me. Her home was in the school campus n i used to visit her many times. Her husband is an artist as well as a photographer n i still remember a picture taken by him," a nude woman with lights falling on her". I saw it when i was a kid n thought to be vulgar but now i realise it was a beautiful picture[ ok, m a slow learner]</p><p>Anyways moving ahead n coming back to the topic, i really believe that there should never be a friendship between a teacher and a student n the distance should always be maintained.</p><p>because when u become friends with your teacher, he/she becomes just another person for you n u start losing respect for the person. We anyways do that quite often nowadays as teachers ain't that good enough anymore, or its just our unwillingness to learn. According to me ,you can always learn something from a person,how so ever useless a person that might be. There is always something to learn.</p><p>And the main point due to which i am writing this post is for the reason that io dont like teachers bitching about other teacher to their students . I strongly condemn the habit and discourage it. It not only have preconcieved notions about the other person nevertheless you also fall in your student's eyes.</p><p>You no longer can think to teach your student when you start behaving in the manner you do.You lose the respect instantly[ whatever they might have for you]</p><p>I know its very human to talk your heart out or to bitch about others however you can always do that to with your colleagues or people your age. Befriending your students is one thing( though i dont believe in it) n indulging in a behaviour just to fit in is altogether a different thing.</p><p>You should( if at all) befriend so that they can learn from you, your vast experiences, your life.</p><p>I guess some people do it because their peers have grown and they want to enjoy their teenage all their life.</p><p>I might soung here like a person straight out of a sixties movie but dont u think m talking sense here!!! If u think i cant,you can always leave your comments .............</p><p>You are all welcome.</p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-12798301693046327322009-01-14T08:20:00.000-08:002009-01-14T09:56:54.104-08:00Its personal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FPpf9J8wRTMbeOn_-BIJ_hATZEAx6c23dJO9v5E3o47OCza0tb6HN-00nIhLkLWmGVxCo8xiVnFiCj3GcDmNr6q1sSW6FOQYASmvgp0FU3Se-WJKGumTJe5Un03FZ5vcuUS6UwpJ2HUv/s1600-h/pain.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FPpf9J8wRTMbeOn_-BIJ_hATZEAx6c23dJO9v5E3o47OCza0tb6HN-00nIhLkLWmGVxCo8xiVnFiCj3GcDmNr6q1sSW6FOQYASmvgp0FU3Se-WJKGumTJe5Un03FZ5vcuUS6UwpJ2HUv/s320/pain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291209832387992786" /></a><br /><p>i've been thinking of writing this for over a month now,even before i started my blog. Initially i thought of writing a letter,then an e-mail but nothing actually took off but the thought kept on doing rounds of my mind because i was hurt. I was hurt deep down my heart by someone really really close to me. N when i say really close to me,its only few people who know whom i so close to.</p><p>For all one month,i kept on waiting for the process of heeling to start but never saw it coming. For the second time in my life i was so intensely hurt that i cuold feel the pain for this long. Both times,by the same person.</p><p>However at the time of first incident,i was not mature enough to understand the impact on my life. Three four years down the line,whenever i think of it, i can still feel the scars it left on me.</p><p>let bygones be bygones. Live in present.</p><p>Today i'll talk only about the latest incident. And as i dont wanna disclose the identity of the person in question,lets keep the name Mr. X.</p><p>I dont get to spend much time with mr X nowadays as he doesnt lives in the city anymore. Shifted to another city for job n all,the same old story. Recently Mr X was in town n i happened to get some time to spend with him.It was a brief visitn purpose of the visit was not to meet me but to attend a function.Three days arent much but not that less if you happen to live in the same home[atleast for me its home,dont know abt him anymore]. He was behaving strange,wierd,rude and to be precise mean.</p><p>But this behaviour was highly restricted to family or may be just my perception,i dont know.</p><p>I felt angry for caring towards him so much, i felt angry that i kept all my time free so that i can spend time with withoght thinking that he might not have time for me.[ N please i dont wanna hear the lectures on " he was busy"] </p><p>I have been observing the aloofness for a long time but this was my first hand experience of the same. N let me tell you,it wasnt only me who felt this way,there were others too who felt the way i did.I was not the only person who was hurt,someone who keeps Mr X closer to heart also felt it[ in a grave manner though] </p><p>i never realised that living away from people can cause such serious damage to even life-long relationships.</p><p>I still dont know where this goes after this.How should i handle this.</p><p>Should i just let it be n wait for time to work its ointment on the wounds like the way i did last time???</p><p>Or should i go upto the person and ask for an explanation for whatever happened, which i fear to do the most;scared that something worst might be there which i would definitely not be able to handle</p><p>This too,shall pass.................</p><p>Let the time do its work,i lack the courage to face whats coming.</p><p>Very well said "coming events cast their shadow before"</p>The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-31330200581156244772009-01-13T07:59:00.000-08:002009-01-13T08:59:09.119-08:00HappinessToday m gonna talk about relationships and happiness.<br />To start with,i've had quite a few relationships both good n bad.<br />Every relationship was an experience in itself,with its positives and negatives.<br />but one thing was constant in all of them, when you give too much to the relationship, it starts falling apart. One should always be careful when n how much to invest in the relationship in terms of time, emotions n whatever it demands.........................<br />My present relationship is the longest i've ever had and frankly speaking i have least contribution in making the relationship work. I always ensure that my contribution remains minimum so that i wont face any problem if i ever have to move on due to any circumstances.<br />you grow with every relationship. More you have them, more you realize that there is nothing like love in them. We al are selfish n mean creatures at heart n no matter what we say, its our happiness which we keep at top priority when it comes to a 'Romantic relationship'( the initial phase of an affair doesnt count as the feeling of being in love is too overpowering to understand anything)<br />People who've had only one relationship might not identify or agree with whatever m saying but those who've been in n out of relationships would perfectly understand what m talking about[ atleast i think so]<br />Love is still thought as a pure n divine emotion bestowed on humans by god [ bulshit]<br />Why do we hesitate to accept the fact that its the search of happiness which leads us to fall in love n then comes the realisation that love as well is a fools paradise.<br />Why are we so shallow that we seek our happiness in someone else!!!<br />why do we always fail to realise that if its not inside,its not there!!!<br />Love is nothing but a mere tactic to give human lust a dignified place in our society as well as our day to day lives.<br />The reason being; Society treats our basic physical need as a sin.............<br />So you have the concept of love and relationships..........<br />Through my experiences, i've realised that its infatuation that we most of the times mistake for love!!! If there is anything called love,m sure that its never at first sight which people claim to fall in.<br />Its the care n affection which comes through prolonged togetherness.<br />I've seen my mom n dad grow more fond of each other over the period of time.<br />They need not to say they are in love.<br />They care for each other n thats reflected through their actions.<br />N they care not because they love each other, but because they feel happy when they are together, they enjoy each other's company.<br />so ultimately, it boils down to happiness!!! so where does love figure out there???<br />See i told you, there's nothing called 'Love'(Kidding)<br />According to me,people should stop seeking love n start seeking happiness.<br />Its good for health and keeps you at peace with your innerself .<br />As far as i am concerned,i'll never fall in love with anyone.<br />Do whatever keeps you happy n give a F*** to what people think n sayThe Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6307952371358382570.post-76548434783896381782008-12-18T09:29:00.000-08:002008-12-18T10:01:57.939-08:00it just so happenedToday i was going to meet a friend of mine. I was sitting in the bus, thinking something without realising that the old man sitting next to me was visually challenged. suddenly he asked the other guy to help him talk to someone which the other guy did, the old man's name is Mr D.P.Dubey. I just ear dropped to his conversation over the phone, though i could not make out whom he was talking to. Mr Dubey started telling his story to the other guy. He is from bihar,he is here to get himself checked at AIIMS, hoping that doctors could help him. The day he was going to AIIMS, someone pickpocketed all his money n the poor old man was left with just two hundred rupees. The doctors asked him to visit on 22nd. Now he had not had food for i dont know how many days, he was all without money, going to meet an acquaintence hoping that he will help.After learning all this, i felt really bad n offered him money without realising that i've left my wallet at home.He refused, flatly refused to take any sort of financial help from me stating that his self respect would not allow him to do so. And i started wondering how a man, who has no money,without food for atleast a day,with almost nill hopes of getting any help keeps his self respect over n above everything. We everyday see these beggers, all fit n fine, asking for money sometime in the name of god, n sometime in the name of their plight. The whole incident shook me from inside, i felt like crying(though i say that emotions dont mean a thing to me). IS it really true that things like Self-respect,dignity,values have become limited to small towns !!! The Journey Never Endshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888199451970472969noreply@blogger.com3