ANOU’S BLOG
I have no answer
mama and me 1954 PekingIn just a week Delhi will vote. As a responsible citizen I will cast my vote. In the recent assembly elections I was elated to know that we had a new option that seemed, if nothing else, to be the much needed counterpoint to the kind of politics...
Sophie’s choice and a touch of Corneille
From the instant I found the strength to look deep into Manu's eyes and made him part of my morrows, I took the irrevocable decision of making the dreams of others mine. From that moment there was no coming back. That was also the day I felt the weight of a...
Off with their heads and other shenanigans
A few months ago, when a new party that promised to clean up our political system arrived upon, it sounded like a breath of fresh air. Sadly the air has become stale faster than one would have thought. It has become difficult if not impossible to defend this new kid...
Ethan and Meher a fairy tale
About a decade ago two beautiful children were born at about the same time, one somewhere in India and the other somewhere in the United States. One was a little boy and the other a little girl. One was named Ethan and the other Meher! No one would have ever thought...
Happy birthday Popples
Wednesday was Popples's birthday. He is 12 now. How time flies. This was his first birthday in his new school and unlike his other school, birthdays are celebrated with style here. Something we did not know. Utpal had called me last week and given me a list of things...
How can you quit being a woman
Dear India Women, you are condemned to play second fiddle as your biological and natural constraints preclude you from attaining certain goals. These words are not mine but those of our Air Chief who believes that these 'constraints' is what makes it...
Food security
My husband informed me yesterday that he has to go to Manipur next month. I was thrilled as this means that he is back to normal, or a new normal as they say, after a harrowing battle with lymphoma. My only worry was: what will he eat, as part of his recovery has been...
No piece cake!
To be born in today's India is no piece of cake. I have been watching with horror and sadness the terrible plight of parents whose are trying to get their children admitted in nursery classes in private schools this year. It is nothing short of a never ending...
Don’t lose faith…
Don't lose faith in India were one of the last words my father said to me.Today I am finding it difficult to keep faith! It is no more a question of not losing faith but of not abandoning India. A quote from Racine's play Phedra comes to mind: Tout m'afflige et me...
Woman’s day
Today is woman's day. I do not know why we celebrate one day in 365 as woman's day! Does that mean that all others are man's day? However I have my own take on this. In India is ranked as the 4th most dangerous country for women. The ranking was done based on...
A land in election mode
So elections have been announced. Come to think of it we have been in election mode for quite some time. In the past weeks every time you switch on the idiot box, particularly in the day, you are likely to stumble upon some leader or the other addressing a rally in...
Admissions in the times of right to education
Many thought I was mad when I was not jubilant at the passage of the Right to Education Bill and particularly at its absurd provision for compensating private schools for admission of children under the 25% quota which has been compared to school vouchers,...