Sunday, March 15, 2020

Back to the roots


It takes a virus to let go of the trappings that have cobwebbed our life over a time that we have lost count of. While we are lost to the rioting, sedition accusations, the politics of politicians and the economy mombojumbo on one side, the world is gripped with a virus that has no cure and a greater fear of the unknown.

Through the year, people died and killed in the name of gods and religious sanctums..we fought to enter religious sanctums and we rebelled to expel people from various institutions…and now ironically the very same institutions and religious sanctums lie vacant…could we have said our prayers and indulged in good thoughts without this carnage?

Social distancing- the new buzzword that we now need to live by – can our country be finally cured of molestation and murders as these cannot be usually conducted at three feet distance? Where justice and courts could not distance criminals and crooks, the virus can finally unleash fear of consequence to the ravenous perpetrators of crime in our country?

Our consumer indulgences and entertainment lines had blurred and shopping and splurging became synonymous with ‘pastimes’ and now when malls, cinemas and shops put their shutters down, we stuffed our tail between our legs and picked up things to do within our home and with family. A little book, some home cleaning and simple conversations with family can also help us pass time without breaking our bank in a mall.

And for all the attention we showered on our gadgets and all the respect we offered our wifi speed, social interactions within the precinct of our homes was more challenging that social distancing.  The food without filters and family conversations that didn’t need broadcasting on social media suddenly seemed a novel idea to our whatsapp obsessed population.

We don’t now need to have a day that is instagrammable at home, we are now free of the pressure to look good as we no longer step out of our homes and our namaste feels cooler and peace and happiness could be simply achieved by washing our hands with soap.  The virus reeks fear but also oversimplified our complicated lifes!

Saturday, March 7, 2020

You are More

You are not your pay check
You are not your waistline
You are not a diversity statistic

You are More
More than the flawlessness of your “fair and lovely” skin
More than the Michelin stars in your gourmet kitchen
More than the “spic and spanness” of your home

You are More
More than the sweat and perfectness of your child rearing
More than the shards of the broken “glass ceiling”
More than the alacrity of your daily chores

You are More
More than a well fit wife of your husband
More than a martyrium mother of your child
More than a decorated daughter of your parents

You are More..not Less…Woman you are More!