Making memories
One of the reasons I decided to write Dear Popples was because I felt the need to 'make memories' for my darling Popples. I wanted him to know about his early years however difficult and dark they were, and also to know how many people loved him and stood by him. Now...
Saturday musings
Saturday is my version of Temple Run. I dutifully visit three temples. The first is the Bhairon Temple in front of the Kalkaji bus depot; the second is the Shani Temple in Govindpuri and the third is Mataji's temple in Giri Nagar. Normally if we do not leave on time,...
We are no one’s Trojan horse
NGOs are in the news and for all the wrong reasons. A recent article entitled It Is The Pot Calling The Kettle Black examines the two sides of the coin quite pertinently. The author states: not all NGOs are neo-liberal Trojan horses furthering a subversive...
No sex please. We are Indians!
On his website, our new health Minister has stated that sex education in schools should be BANNED! This of course made headline news! This is part of his 'vision' Document for Delhi schools and is item 5 of section B - Curriculum Development - . It...
Stop playing with their lives
There is a battle raging in our capital city. It concerns the debate between the three year BA course versus the four year one introduced last year. It seems that one is set to revert to the good old 3 year BA course we all passed! One wonders why the controversial...
Up for adoption
up for adoptionShe is up for adoption! But who is she you ask and rightly so. She is a blend of the old woman who lived in a shoe and Mother Courage. You remember the nursery rhyme that says: There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.She had so many children,...
the buffalo and the jackfruit
The buffalo and the jackfruit. Sounds like a Panchatantra tale or a La Fontaine fable. Not quite. One could call it a tale of a fable but not of yore times but of India today! In February the entire police force of a district of biggest State in India went into a...
Poo(p) story
For the past week I have been knee deep - figuratively - in poo! It all started when some time back a wannabe philanthropist who landed in my life via the pristine greens of the Delhi Golf Course courtesy the husband, informed me of his desire to bring about what...
Education for ALL
One thing that the a appointment of a young, feisty, articulate and gutsy woman as our Education Minister has done is given many the motivation to share their views on how to heal our moribund education system. Almost every day one sees articles, opinions, columns,...
The holiday homework saga
Come May and Maam'ji starts dreading the holiday homework saga. It is a biannual epic in numerous acts with two main protagonists: Utpal and his Maam'ji a.k.a me! It has many props: copybooks, charts, all kinds of stationery ware and more. The two yearly performances...
5000 – 208 – 3.4
5000 - 208 - 3.4. These are the number of children under five who die every day-hour-minute of malnutrition and malnutrition related disease. These diseases have fancy names: Kwashiorkor, Marasmus etc and the signs of malnutrition are many from moon and simian...
Boys will be boys and rapes will continue
Enough is enough. We are sick and third of the outrageous comments from our so called 'leaders' to justify rape. Boys will be boys, they makes mistakes says one of them. This one even shocked the United Nations Chief! So Sir, boys will be boys and make the...
53% and 600 million
53% is the number of households who defecate in the open in India. This is according to a World Bank study. So about 300 million women have no access to toilets. The two young teenagers who were gang raped and hung on a mango tree had stepped out of their homes to...
If you’re horrible to me, I’m going to write a song about it
“If you're horrible to me, I'm going to write a song about it, and you won't like it. That's how I operate.” wrote Taylor Swift and that is what two young boys and some other incredible kids have done. I guess we have all have been bullied sometimes along life. I was...
how to make a life
An educational system isn't worth a great deal if it teaches young people how to make a living but doesn't teach them how to make a life wrote activist David Suzuki. It makes a lot of sense but to reach there, we in India have a log way to go. At present our system...
And the deafening beat goes on
It has been about 5 hours since I wrote my blog about the horrific gang rape and hanging of two young teenagers and my decision to raise my voice against such shameful occurrences till someone finally breaks the deafening silence. Five hours is all it took to be at my...
Music to my ears .. I hope and pray
The new dispensation has fixed its top priorities, ten of them reminding us of the ten commandments! Priority number 2 states: Prioritise education, energy and water. Mr Modi has repeatedly during his campaigns said that the expectations of the education system remain...
jus primae noctis
This picture is not from some old western. Nor is it a shot from a movie set in medieval days. This is a picture that was taken a week ago, 214 kilometres from where I sit and write. It is making world headline news and simple Googling for the words - cousins -...
degree or no degree.. that is the question
The latest polemic in town is the issue of our new Education Minister not having a degree, the hallowed piece of paper that opens doors in India. To me is it is absolutely a non issue and will elucidate my take as we go on. However it has become a free for all that...
Why oh Y
In India's capital city which is in celebration mood with the arrival of a new government, a man killed his wife and two daughters aged 2 and 6 months. Their crime? Well the former had not given him a son, and instead born two girls that also needed to be killed. The...
Coronation Countdown – one more letter to our new PM
Dear Prime MinisterCoronation Countdown is what of the news channel has chosen to name the hours before your swearing in today, May 26th 2014, 18 00 hours. As I write these words, the clock is ticking and we are about 8 hours away. I like the use of coronation for...
The law of the land needs to be respected…
Whenever a person in uniform with his cap on enters any space where I happen to be, I normally get up. It is what I have been taught by my parents: RESPECT. If it is someone dear to me then I am quick to ask him to remove his cap so I can give him a hug. I know how...
We cannot wait Mr Prime Minister
Everyone is busy giving their bit of 'advise', probably unsolicited, to the new Prime Minister. I guess in a democracy that is what you do. You find these in debates on TV, in magazines and newspaper and of course on the social media. I often read them hoping to...
And the winner is…..
And the winner is... we all know who. Curtains have fallen on the biggest reality show ever and one must admit the silence that follows is nothing short of defeaning even if during the past months we have been wanting all the din to end. Come on, let us be honest we...
Woman
As I mentioned in my previous blog I have not been out on my bi weekly peregrinations for a week, as my man was away so food becomes the least of my concern. I guess it is a counterpoint to the obsessive food management needed for Ranjan. I cannot count...
Reflections post elections
The whole of last week, I have been happily housebound as the husband is away. This meant that I did not have to go to my sundry treasure troves of organic goodies spread across town. The last week was also the one that changed Indian politics forever and for the...
A vote for India
India's extraordinary mandate given to one man is a watershed moment in India's history. It is a vote for India. It is a vote that transcends social strata, caste, religion and political ideologies. India has voted for a man who has managed to instil a sense of hope...
An open letter to the Prime Minister of India
Dear Prime MinisterPlease accept my congratulations on your resounding victory. The people of India have risen above caste, religion and all divisive groupings to elect you to lead our Nation. Some follow your ideological views but there are others who voted you in...
What is wrong with us
A few weeks ago we got a huge shock. One of our most important funders informed us that come September they would be reducing their seizable contribution by half! The reason: India was now considered an unsafe place for tourists and as our monies was dependent on the...
What is so scary about smart girls
I have borrowed the title of this post from an article that appeared recently in the New York Times: What's So Scary about Smart Girls and chose to illustrate it with a picture of the 1936-1937 batch of girls from Benares Hindu University. One of them is my...
Jaded rantings and a funny sense of deja vu
This afternoon I caught bits and pieces of one of the last election pitches of the star candidate of the ruling political party. This party has been in power for almost 6 decades. However to me the substance of the speech was 6 decades to late. Actually I was reading...
Where have all the gentlemen gone…
RG and my teamAn article in a leading weekly bought back memories long forgotten and if that was not enough to jog the memory hard another article did the needful: making me decide to share one part if my life I had chosen to keep to myself for my own reasons. But it...
Capital Shame
Amidst all the inane news about election 2014 that has turned out to be a circus of the absurd with Chandni is 3, weighs 3.7 kilos. This tiny soul lives in our capital city, a city where famous for its gargantuan parties and its brazen and unabashed habit of throwing...
Waiting for Godot
Today I would like to give you a glimpse of how the other half lives! The images of the over the top house I visited a few days back compelled me to browse the bazillion photographs taken over the last 14 years. They all are from across the divide. What I was looking...
Yakitori in a martini glass and a gentle knock at the card window
Yesterday I went to a party, yes me the recluse put on her best clothes and best face and accompanied the husband to the engagement party of a golfing buddy of his, the same person whose house I visited a while back and wished I had sunglasses on to protect me...
Cancer should be a word, not a sentence
M died yesterday. Another victim of the dreaded crab. Another unsuspecting victim of the medical system that feeds on the patient's trust and panders false hope. M was not even forty, a mother of 4 children the youngest being just 2. I have known M for almost a...
What do we truly want
I am quite baffled by these elections as I do not think most of us know what we truly want. Early this year the capital of our country took a bold step and decided to vote for a new political party in spite of its being in its infancy. What was remarkable is that the...
Its India
The din of the elections is getting unbearable! More so because every day we are assaulted with speeches that sound more life a verbal warfare between individuals that often reach levels that are unacceptable. One would have hoped to hear about visions and plans for...