Thursday, November 29, 2012

Dear Uganda

Dear LGBTI friends in Uganda,

we would not silently watch you die.
And organise intellectual mourning discourses after that.
picture  from the internet
Consider India a part of your struggle for a decent life.
Consider us a part of your struggle. 
Consider me a part of your struggle.
The struggle  for a life free of discrimination.
We understand your pain. We empathize.
We know how it feels to be considered a criminal in your own country.
We know how it feels to be discriminated. 
To be made fun of. 
To get married without consent.
And to live a life of lies.
A life where you can tell no one about your feelings.
we know the sounds of silence.
We know they could be deafening.
We know how it feels to be the subject of ridicule.
And not finding the strength to object it.
We know how it feels to be unloved in a fraction of a second.
To be hated.
To be spat on.
To be discriminated.
We know how it feels when you witness bloodshed.
We know how it feels to see our loved ones dying.
We know how it feel when even after death,   the reason of their death is not revealed.
It is not revealed that they died of shame because they couldn't deal with the pang of societal prejuidice against their sexuality.
It is not revealed that the dead know that death was not the answer.
But they would rather die, than to live a lie.
We know the word Murder is a reality, not just a mystery novel idea or a film genre.
We know how it feels to be seen as the OTHER.

We know.
Hence we know that there are no two worlds - that of yours and of ours.
That's why we know that the world is one, and our struggles are one.
 Just the difference is that you are called Uganda, we are called India.

With you, all through.

In pain,
and In Joy,
Your Indian Friend


Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Creating Kasabs

"We were told that our big brother India is so rich and we are dying of poverty and hunger. My father sells food on a stall in Lahore and we did not even get enough food to eat from his earnings. I was promised that once they knew that I was successful in my operation, they would give Rs 1,50,000 [almost USD 4,000] to my family. Please do not tell anyone that I am caught alive otherwise they will kill me. They had told us that they would shoot us even if we returned to Pakistan. If you give me regular meals and money I will do the same that I did for them. Jihad is about Killing and Getting Killed and Becoming Famous. Come, kill and die after a killing spree. By this one will become famous and will also MAKE GOD PROUD 

Confessional statement of Ajmal Kasab, the 26/11 Mumbai terrorist attack convict who had been sentenced to death and has now been hanged at 7:30 am today. 

Yes the devil is hanged. Did he deserve it? - yes of course for the deeds he committed - are not pardon able by any stretch of imagination or human sympathy. And as the supreme court mentioned that. death sentence is awarded in the rarest of rare cases, and if this is not that case then which one". It also made no sense spending lakhs to house a prisoner, isolated with extra security in an event where our police force is extra stretched in bandobasts and seasonal local dramas by fanatics.

Having said that, I would also like to add that there are several kasabs breeding in our midst. And we are feeding these kasabs with our malicious thoughts. It is easy to get starving impressionable indoctrinated minds. Kasab is an example of the ill effects of indoctrination and how it could kill the innocence of a child forever. Every moment, we kill several young minds throbbing with enthusiasm with our thoughts and practices. We poison their minds using twisted base less unproven philosophies of religion which, if we look at it from a different angle, is nothing but "batman-superman-spiderman-tarzan-the lion king" stories of the pre historic era.

As my friend Hardik S says "honestly, religion was supposed to a unifier. Now all it does is divide humans."  Nothing wrong in following a good regime as set by religion. All of the religious practices that stems out of the intent of putting good  science in practice is indeed good. The problem is when religion rules over science. All the religious drama is a good "moral of the story" kind of children's book. No wrong in following fables of myth and taking the good values out of it. But when we take a twisted logic of mythology, kasabs are born, humankind is doomed. The big question is "How many kasabs would it take for humankind to realize this?"

(Kasab quote and pic chorried from Indian Quotes on FB) 

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Tuesday, November 06, 2012

The Divine Misogyny Marathon!

 I'm not an atheist. I am a realist. And I am picky and choosy when it comes to the gods who come in all colours and shapes and sizes. All my childhood I have been raised on a staple diet of God Movies. Temple was my playground. And bhajans have always been my lullaby. When I was scared hanuman chalisa came to my rescue. I dreamt of hanuman flying in from the branch that protrudes into my house  to drive my fear away.  You know, those little childhood fantasies! He never came to my rescue in reality. But the illusion did help me. When I had my exams, I suddenly remembered saraswati. And I was damn sure that taking 108  rounds of the siddhi vinayak temple would give me what I want from exam results to my man-mandir-ka-devta boyfriend to the guys whom I wanted to make my tan-badan-ka-swami. When I got what I wished for, I gave my brisk walk around an idol the credit, when I did not, I either blamed myself  for getting deviated,  or simply changed my brand of god.

Thank god I didn't have any psychologist in my family, else I would have been called a schizophrenic.

So basically I was shoved in with a lot of divinity about every god in my vicinity. Much that it is somewhere engrained in my mind. I like god stories. Rather, I loved every story. I was a good hindu boy. All was fine, until I developed sense and logic. I realized that god stories were only as exciting as spiderman or he-man or Giant Robo that came on TV. I hated the asuras. And the kauravas. But hated the pandavas more for being as blind as the public that watched keenen reuben being stabbed. I remember playing draupati at home roleplay with my sister and brother. I would drape a saree around me, my brother was dhirdharashtra and my sister was sometimes dushasan and sometimes krishna. For fun sakes, when I lived the character, and while there was joy in playing draupati, there was also sinking feeling. That's when god stories that demean women went off my list.

My dad is a frequent visitor to ayyapa mandir.  A few days before visiting the temple, my parents used to start distancing themselves from each other. As one of the essentials - the male visitors need to abstain from sex. I always thought that women were not allowed as men having suppressed their sexual desires, would be high on libido and will pounce on any woman. It is also said that this god is a bhramachari, hence he stays awayy from women. Fair enough. But I fail to understand how gods with magical powers couldn't moderate their sexual prowess. Menstruating women arnt allowed to enter the temple. My granny tells me that they are said to be impure.

I'm sure there are a hazaar million more anti-women rules as the number of gods are many many.

Muslim god Haji Ali is the next to ban WOMEN from entering the mosque.
Mmm. So, Hindu god Ayyapa type diktat. 
Looks like a divine misogynist marathon. 

If i were to believe that our (mostly imaginary) gods made women, why did S/He/T/it make them. 
Just to be prayed and preyed upon?
Just to be put on a pedestal as a devi or to be a whore?
Just for sex and making babies and helping in domestic chores?

when myth-o-logy rules over science and logic. 
when religion rules over empathy and humanity... 
the world becomes a dangerous place.

Have my questions caused discomfort? I didn't intend to hurt any religious sentiment. But I believe India is a free country. And I have excersised my free will to share my perceptions. Whether you are a rational person who would sit and listen and reason and share or be one stupid religious fanatic who blabbers with no base to your logic in my comment section is up to you. Everyone has all the right to be foolish. How can I take it away from you?

(P.s. Pardon typos. This draft is : Thought-to-type will edit later)
Sent on my BlackBerry® from Vodafone

Sunday, November 04, 2012

People talk, they always will #justtoldsomeone

It may take you years to do it.
It took me years too.
It took me years to find my ground.
And stand there with a different opinion,
But with confidence and elan.
Even  if I was  Standing alone there in front of a mob.
A mob with a contrary view.
I had been quite quiet for quite some time.
My voice was lost in the chorus.
And now it was strong. Loud. Loud enough that it echoed.
After that prolonged silence, when I spoke, they thought I was arrogant and that my new found success has given birth to some air beneath my wings.
But my confidence, in reality, was and is the result of them.
I yearned to feel the music of my words.
To stand true to what I feel.
And to not lie to myself and the world, just to sound unanimous with the world.
The yearning was always living in me. to speak my heart out on issues that I heart.
But the confidence, and the power to say " And though I respect your opinion. I think differently. My view is..." I got after I found success.
Success gives you confidence to say NO.
Like a "No I am busy can't join you"
Or a "Sorry! I have other engagements"
And yeah ... a " I disagree with you. And I dislike that place. Sorry can't join you"
And when you suddenly say "no", like I did, you will be labelled as someone who is "arrogant" and someone who's "success has gotten into the head".
But chill, you can't submit yourself for eternity.
They would call you names.
Gain  energy from it. Let it not bog you down.
And don't be a sissy. If they know you. They will understand.
They will stand with you if they understand.
And if they don't, remember that they are not obliged to behave good with you.
People talk, they always will, they always do.
Let me end with this popular quote, that should become your email signature, just copy-paste it, I say -
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."


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