Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Colour me Blue

Its been the “grand indian circus” all along…from the dramatic histrionics of the candidates to the dazzle and display of glamour and wealth under the pretext of ‘campaigning’..fromthe ring masters who have been taming the ‘wild lions’ of the political circus and finally to the audience who sits rapt and awed by the mesmerizing spectacle!

I too suffer from the same feeling of helplessness when I sift through the campaign trailstories..the “lows” of our democracy exposed in the endless mudslinging and personal attacks during the campaigns..the horrendous appalling statements made by our ‘so-called’ leaders of tomorrow..the moneys flowing through declared and undeclared circles! The ‘real burning’ issues have been sidelined and trampled upon in the final race for ‘power’!

Take a look at the regular recruitment process followed for any post be it a data entry operator or the CXO..a job description agreed with the candidate, a minimum set of requirements, detailed background verification, multi rounds of interviews testing the technical abilities, attitude and other skills of the candidate ..a rigourous process followed uniformly by all entities and for all posts…However, when it comes to the recruitment of probably “the” most important job – that of running a nation of billion people – there is absolutely no desired requirements, no assessment, no appraisal of past performance and not even a minimum set of ‘disqualifications’! It is ironic we will not employ a person with a petty criminal record as even a ‘teaboy’ in a company but will field, support and elect politicians with a history of criminal records!

What is the vision, strategy and plans of the people vying for the top post this election? Do they have a concrete plan of action to take the country to their stated goals? But in the cacophony of communal issues, petty caste politics and personal vendetta, what remainssilent is the ground level issues of humanity – water, shelter, education and sometimes even the basic right to defecate in private! All the parties are happy and content tom-toming or beating each other up over events that took place years back!

This election is the most sought after event of the year and each of us await the ultimate results which shall break or make this nation. Tomorrow is probably our day of redemption, our day of vengeance, our day of ‘one final attempt’ to save the nation or it could be ‘another wasted day’ in our lives depending on how you construe this entire election.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

A year passes by

The term “birthday” took a new meaning this week with my daughter turning one and it brought me memories of that “mother of all” moment called giving birth! Yes birth day probably is more a celebration of that moment of “giving birth” rather than of being born…or atleast for me till such time those “stretch marks” vanishes from my mind!

Customary as it sounds– I did walk down memory lane..thenauseating mornings…the creeping days when I literally pushed a 3kg luggage around…the perennial “ holding on to tummy” gestures.. the multiple entry and exit into scanning centers…and the final run up to the mega day of my tryst with motherhood!And lo and behold.. the miracle moment when another heart beat emanated from me!
My thoughts then moved towards the dramatic transformation to the terms “family”, “we”, “me”, “dependent”, “status” and coming to terms with those earth shattering changes! The lingering presence of the so-called “baby smell”  that invaded our home..of wet diapers, of baby cream, of milk, of fresh out of shower baby skin! A tiny little being who graduated physically from staring to turning to crawling to “almost standing”  andemotionally from smiling to recognizing to responding! And that growth is too quick..too aggressive and too difficult to cope with!

It is but a small milestone in the overall engagement with bringing up a daughter but a look back at “me” and I realize that after all the twists and turns..it took a year to settle down to the term “Nanda’s mother”, a year to naturally add a “kid” to my family status, a year to mechanically clean the mess created by a baby, a year to accept a few sleepless nights and a few “cold dinners” as a part of “normalcy”!

But a year past and I confess not fitting into the “mould of greatmothers”..I confess that I feel relieved when I read a book away from baby cries and sounds… I confess that I love stepping out and letting my hair down with friends…free of baby and associated baggage… … I confess I want to make my way back into the cut throat career battles of life..I confess that sometimes my thoughts are just “me”, “mine” and “me only”..I guess it takes many a year to get to the next milestone of “selfless mom”! And I guess maybe I don't want to get there.,,,,, I am sort of at peace with the “demi-mom” status!