Home Archive for August 2012
3 years ago, I had to make a decision which way to go. Should I join an Engineering College which offered a sure job and excellent career prospects? Or should I consider joining Delhi university which ensures joblessness but offers something more than just a job(will come to that)?
I calculated a lot and finally decided to join an engineering college. And now just 6 months away from turning marriageable, I again stand at the same escarpment. At the same day an year later, I would have a great job, bungalow, car-shaar but then comes the same question. Have I made it large? Cut! Why do we study at all? Why do we want a job? Why do we want money? Let me explain this using UML, something I learnt in Software Engineering.
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I wonder what drives people more. One word - media. The news which is rich with tastemakers hits the head hard. I am really surprised to see everyone talking about this very topic "Guwahati Girl Molested by 20 men". No one wants to know the reason why it happened. No matter who, why, when, where did it. If the women is at the receiving end, we all term it an act of misogyny. Why would a man beat a girl? No one bothers why.
- Do you consider it a case of misogyny?
- Why they were beating her?
- Imagine a man being beaten by 20 women. How will you interpret it?
- What hurts more a person being beaten by 20 others, or a woman being beaten by 20 men?
- Are women weak?
It isn't an act of molestation.
Harmony is one thing just too hard to find among us. We are so amazingly different. Two kids of the same parents are so different (don't blame Darwin for that). We people are so unsynchronized in our way of thinking that even understanding each others' point of view becomes a herculean task at times. Communication gaps, generation gaps, I wonder how are we able to live with so much of gaps in between when we have to cut trees to make space for homes. You see a lot in trains, 5 men sitting on a seat meant for three. And suddenly a friend comes in and there's always room for him. Jagah seat pe nahi dil me honi chahie (you need space in hearts not on seats). Consider an aunty sitting alone on seat for two, trust me she's always overflowing and cribbing at people leaning over(no sexism intended).