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Monday, February 27, 2006
Which society we are living in?
Today I was startled by a picture published in Deccan chronicle..It was not a pretty picture of display of affection of a baby and pet dog which it could have otherwise been.
One-year-old Shivani , daughter of Diku Mai Munda, 30, was married to a stray dog at Mundadhowra village in Jharkhand on Friday. this strange inhumane ritual was performed on February 22 to ward off evil, as part of tribal beliefs. Shivani’s teeth first appeared on the upper jaw which, according to the tribal tradition, is extremely inauspicious (Source: Deccan Chronicle)
Which society we are living in, I am writing all this a day before the "National science day" and being a part of scientific community , feel ashamed at the sorry state of affairs. What could be the reasons for the continuation if not prevalence of the medieval practice of superstitions?Just on Friday as a regular idiot box fan, we were watching a TV serial on Star one" Mano Ya na mano" which showed a Lord Hanuman devotee , prating for kids who are incarnations of Hanuman, and his prayers frutifying as three of his kids out of seven showed clear resemblances to apes. These kids can not talk , have low IQ, and are dependent on their step mothers for performing even day to day activities. And to top it all, they are worshipped at places, are invited for religious processions.Anchor was questioning what are they? Aadimanav, Lord Hanuman incarnation , or a link between man and devils.This is the stupidity what we are served on these channels . Is it not promoting the vey superstitions they talk about warding off? These were clear cases of
atavism , a phenomena in which ancestral characters reappear in the offspring . It may be some vestigeal organ like pointed canines, more hair, tail.and this practice is not new, remember Tulsidas, who wrote "Rama charit Manas" was abandoned by his parents bcoz he was born with teeth.
How long the people will be tortured in the name of superstions? Lets join hands in spreading a word against thes superstitions and to impart scientific knowledge.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 12:21 AM :: 10 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Sunday, February 26, 2006
mera jawab
Vivek asks his reader what they would do in given cricumstances.
Lets say that you are a key witness in a murder case. You saw the accused kill the victim right in front of your eyes. The facts of the case are absolutely clear to you, and fresh in your memory. Now, your testimony is up for tomorrow. You get a call during the night before the fateful day. The caller threatens to kill/harm either you or your wife/your kids/someone-very-dear-to-you. Alternatively, the caller could make you a different offer - that of money. Say Rs. 1 Crore (a little over $200,000). You know for sure that the accused can indeed shell out that much money. The condition is obvious. You must become a hostile witness. What would you do? And why?
jawab aasan nahin tha.
Visheskar tab , jab aap kabhi in paristhitiyon se na gujre ho. bas dekha ho inhe film ke rupahale parde par, ek nange sach ki tarah ya upanyaso ki ibarat mein, aur jin sab mein trasit hota hai parivar, aur dekhte hai ek rookha nakaratmak ravaiya apne aas paas ka, napunsakta sarkari dhanche ki, aur apne hi andar ke khauf aur kamjori.
adhiktar in sabhi paristhitiyon mein vivash ho jaatei hain gawah, kabhi bikane aur kabhi jhukne ke liye. haan , naitikta ka jhanda uthaein sab kah sakte hain ki gawahon ko bikna nahin chahiye par jab khud ko unhi paristhi unhi dabawo mein paate hai, to bahut se sar jhuk jaate hain, himmatein ghutne tek detei hain. dridhtapoorvak kah sakti hoon ki paisa mera jameer nahin khareed payega par jab parijano ki suraksha ki baat aati hai, to kya jaane unhi jhuke siro mein ek sar mera bhi ho.yeh kahte hue bilkool bhi sharmasaar nahin hoon, kyonki ab tak yahi hote dekha hai, police aur judiciary ka bikna aur piste hain to bas aawaj uthane wale log. gupt rah kar bhi soochna dene walon ka kya hashra haota hai kisi se nahin chipa, is liye mera nirnay beshak naitikta aur aadarshon par adhik aank na paye, practical yahi rahega.
Hostile Witness
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:38 PM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Monday, February 20, 2006
Another sleepless night
Poem in mind:A poem read long back somewhere .
"Shabdon ki Chadar Bicha kar,
Vicharo ka takiya laga kar,
bhala neend aati hai kahin
phir bhi is raat mein,
dhoondhna padta hai mujhe
vo neend ka tukda ,
jo mere hisse ka hai"
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 1:25 AM :: 10 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Sookha darakht
Kal se kuch kuch khoya sa lagta hai. Shayad ek panapta rishta jo ek bel ki tarah mujhse lipate tha. bachpan mein maa kahti thi mamta aurpyar ka amrit kitna bhi udenlo, kalash khali nahin hota, par ab kai baar mujhe lagne laga hai ki ye unka sach tha. main to kai baar koshish karti hoon, mamta udenlne ki , us sneh ko jo baadh aayi nadi sa umad padta hai, meri is choti si sakhi ke liye(jis mein sakhi kam , bahan aur ek bacchi jyada pati hoon)ke liye par jaane kaise hriday se aate aate , kuch boondein bhi nahin gir paati, kahan shushk ho jaata hai ye sara vatsalaya, kahin mere shabdon ki ushnata pa, vaashp ban ud jaata hai, ya vahi sab samet kar bhi ret se sookhi hi rah jaati hai. par us ki uljhane uthate suljhate main hi ulajhati ja rahi hoon, aur saath hi ulajhata ja rahahai, ye sambandh.
"Fir se upaja
ankur ek rishte ka,
fir se sameti maine apni aasteene
ki seenchoon unhein prem ke ras se
fir se samjhaya,
man ki retili jameen par ,
khade us sookhe darakht ne
mat seencho rishto ko, ye badhte hain,
hare hote hain, fir thoonth ho jaate hain
meri tarah"
(a poem by Ashutosh)
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 1:07 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Yesterday we went to All India Industrial Exhibition at Nampally .Ash had decided just to window shop, how I wish I could curb my temptation, always I get lured with some thing or the other, a small flower, may be ek choti si Ganesha ki idol, Clothes and anything.Always I go with a mind set that I am not going to buy anything but end up buying , always coming with hands full. May be this shopping , to add some beauty to my abode gives me a pleasure an addict derive after intoxication.
We took along Mom, to put her bargaining skills to a test, and she was so full of confidence.Every time I buy anything, her experienced eyes disapprove at the slightest mention of price.Always she will tell tales of " Hamara jamana............".Still she consider me a kid who does not the ABC of bargaining, who can be duped anywhere, who does know quality. So, I thought of letting her do all the bargaining and see the result.
So much of crowd was there at the entrance, She wanted to come back.We were seeing all the shops, with a cursory view, scanning all dresses.I had planned to buy some chikan dresses(yes chikan, not chicken, its a lucknowi art of embroidery)and mom was like you and your chikan fetish.Whole market was flooded with Kashmiri work, shawls, lot of glitters, intricate work. The aroma of food, and my hunger pangs forced us to look out fotr a food joint.
Ash wanted some mouth watering Pani puri.After ordering pav bhaji for mom, we came out to see a big crowd at the stall, women of all age groups, few just out of the teens, few married, grown up ladies, relishing pani puri while their hubbies enjoying the sight.Just a look on plates, and you know that they are not going to be washed , simply rinse with water,that too if hawker gets time.We turned away, but ash looked disappointed, we asked for Disposable "Dona", but the time he took in getting it out was enough to notice the dirty hands of boy serving, dipping every time in pani, and adding a fresh quota of microbes. I thought at least this will be enough for Ash to reconsider her decision but she wanted it , so we had it served on table(same pani puri, same pani, I fail to understand what difference does it make).So free Amoebiasis and infection at a cheap price of Rs 15 per plate.
While surfing through the shops, fighting our way in crowd, losing the way several times, we could not find any chiklan shop. Lately, we found that amidst kashmiri work, there were few chikan shops we were missing out. See, this is life, while on our way to life, we miss out those very things we were looking out for.
Itra ki mahak, khilkhilate chehre, kuch na kuch dhoondhti nigahein, jid karte baccho ko bahlati maaein, lalchai nigaho se dekhte bekaso ke armaan, every thing was there at the same place.But there was something common to all, an urge to get more, a satisfaction of getting something or at least a hope of buying someday that particular doll, that particulat Tv, or that expensive dress.Hope is something that remains.................While on the way, saw many beggars, one lying on the road with some disability, and saw people not giving a look also .
This is an irony. jeevan ka ek vibhats roop, jindagi ki khubsurat shakl sabhi dekhna chahte hai, bhoutik sadhano ke peeche bhagte hai, indradhanushi sapne bunte hai, aur un shanbhangur cheezon ko hasrat se dekhte hai, jo aaj hai, kal nahin, par apne aas paas bikhare jeevan ko dekhne ka samay hi nahin milta, milta bhi hai to hum mud kar nahin dekhna chahte us rukh ko jo jindagi hume kabhi kabhi dikhati hai, sach ka.........
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 10:18 PM :: 8 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Vo shan
Vo shan jinka maine upyog nahin kiya,
vo shan jinse maine yog nahin kiya,
vo shan jinhein kho diya,
vo shan , jinhein banjar mein bo diya,
vo shan , mere khilaf khade ho gaye,
isiliye mera sapna sapna hi rah gaya,
aur mera bhavishya ajanma hi rah gaya.
(Vijay Nirbadh)
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 7:08 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Seeing the world from a different angle
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 6:39 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Monday, February 06, 2006
Chup...
Chup si lagi hai
andar jor,
ek aawaj dabi hai,
vah dabi cheekh niklegi kab?
jindagi aakhir shuru hogi kab?
aakhir kab?
khule man se hansi kab aayegi?
is dil mein khusi kab khilkhilayegi?
barso is jaal mein bandhi
pyas abhi bhi hai, apne path par chali jaoongi
aas abhi bhi hai, par intejaar mein
dil dheere dhere marta hai
dheere dheere pista hai man, shesh kya rahta hai?
dar hai, ek din, yeh dheeraj na choot jaye
roko na mujhe , kahin ye jwalamukhi na foot jaye
vah foota to
is shri srijan ko kaise bachaoongi
vishva mein matra ek
kissa ban rah jaoongi
samay ki gahraiyon mein kho jaoongi.
( a poem by Neelkamal)
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:24 PM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Butterfly dust
Now, the interview is over. And the tension has dissolved.......I am again in mood to Blog hop.Today, I got a mail from a classmate , Gaurav , trying to ask me whether I remember him or not?A question asked many times, in many ways, from many people.I do remember my friends of past and what i have, if not memories and dreams of tomorrow. Memories of good old days, of friends, those fights and innocent patch ups, some silly competition knowing little where life will take us, which path we are going to chose, clueless about destinations.Yes, sometimes, ties are broken, we lose contacts, but can it swipe away memories.No, I think.Life is sometimes like butterfy Dust.We run after it, mesmerised by its bright , vibrant colors,its flutter , but when we try to hold it in our hand, it flies away and in the end what we gei is butterfly dust, a sign that it had been there for a while, it has touched our soul, rather we have managed to just touch it........not less that we can not feel it, not enough that we get satisfied.Just our own share.....
This space has become so important for me, I realised only on Friday when something on my template got messed up and I was on the verge of losing all the posts, I could not even afford the very thought of losing the posts and comments of fellow bloggers .Thanks to timely help of Jeet, every thing is back to normal.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 12:30 AM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Friday, February 03, 2006
On the right side of scale
Just now, I am coming after weighing myself and first time the scale made me happy. After 5 years of struggle, I have achieved my ideal weight of 45 kg, comparing myself when a skinny girl , just 32 kg came to Hyderabad in 2000 and 45 kg now, a good sign. Hyderabad raas aa gaya apne ko! My friends in modinagar used to tease me, they would just blow air and then ask” Are you still here?” They can no longer tease me……….
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 3:44 AM :: 4 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Thursday, February 02, 2006
I will wait...........
A colleague always had an onion peel effect on me and for past few days, I started giving smile, initially a fake one, no reason, simply and even I never realised that when it turned into a genuine warm smile, one that shows I care.And now I noticing the difference , difference in her smile, the way she reciprocates.
Sometimes, we have our own inhibitions , the walls we have made around us, the armor of silence which wrap us acting in play which make other people distant. I can clearly see the iceberg between us melting and the silence dissolving.
Till it become a warm spring of rejuvenating waterthat washes off all the grim of dust from our previous bitter experiences , I will wait...........
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:48 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
The Mask
"We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!"
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 11:34 PM :: 0 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Preparing for SRF interview
I am going to face SRF interview on 6th Feb.So, preparing for the interview is consuming a major chunk of my time and I am preparing to present my results for getting further extension to carry out my research.Of course, tension build up, some nervousness is there .But gathering my results and keeping them in a presentable form is my priority right now.Yes, I started things little late but I hope , I will finish this by tomorrow.Just read these lines by Emily Dickinson:
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 10:41 PM :: 2 Comments: ---------------------------------------
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Another milestone
India achieves leprosy eradication target .the statistics says so. Its really a milestone achieved. But has the fear of associated with it has changed? Strangely , the answer still lies in no.Even after knowing that only 20% cases are infectious and that too on prolonged contact and exposure that may run into years, and that it is completely curable,it still remains a social stigma. How many of us do not hesistate while even giving some donation to beggars suffering from Leprosy. How many of us do not get disgusted by deformities caused by leprosy and just try hard to keeep a distance from them?The society even had given the name "LEPERS"to people suffering from disease which is just caused by a germ Mycobacterium leprae? Had any one ever heard any such term for people suffering from more deadly and infectious diseases like HIV, Cancer and Hepatitis? This is a social discrimination against them. We may see community participation for eradication of other diseases, awareness campaigns but how many of us have seen ads for Leprosy eradication and more importantly what is being done for rehabiliation of people siuffering from leprosy.Is the society ready to accept them .Even though the medicines are provided free at community health centres but do the patients have this knowledge.
Leprosy is just another disease, like TB . Don't give them look of pity, believe me , they don't need it, just give them the right information and show, we care and that's all is needed .
[Leprosy]
[National Leprosy eradication Programme]
[Mycobacterium leprae]
[India]
Posted by Neelima Arora :: 10:02 PM :: 1 Comments: ---------------------------------------