Friday, December 14, 2007

SORRY MR.VALMIKI


Like every Indian daughter, I had my 'Ramanyana narration' nights. My mother used to say:

" Sushmita, this story is of sacrifice , courage, obedience and selflessness. "

At that time I was fascinated by the selfless characters. But as I travelled more and walked more roads of life I realised that some parts are unacceptable to me.


Firstly Mr. Dashrata. He is straight from the bollywood masala flicks.Yes when someone saves your life you do feel that you have to pay him back. Thats human. But he's so emotional that he gave Kaikeyi some boons! Ok he gave them.

Now Mrs. Kaikeyi asks him to send his beloved son to exile.

Ok she was cunning. But why blame her. Mr. Dashratha could have said no.I really don't understand this.

And Mr.Rama. Agreed that you should listen to your parents. But every individual has a right to live the way he wants. When this right is raped you can't just sit. Fourteen years exile is not a joke.


Here I'm not saying that Ram should have fought for the kingdom.

He could have left the kingdom and lived somewhere else,the way he wanted.


And Mr.Ram is not a very good husband. He asked Sita to leave Ayodhya because of 'society pressures.'

That's a shame. How can you send away your wife just because some people said something?

He is concerned about others opinions about him and Sita.His actions are not at all heroic.

And Mrs. Sita. You could have been more independent.Your life shouldn't just revolve around your husband.I would've divorced him.

Friday, November 30, 2007

LETTER TO MY FUTURE DAUGHTER


I have this weird idea of writing a letter to my future teenage daughter. i would call her sushmita.Here i go.........


Dear sushmita,


Today is your 16th birthday. on this occasion i would like to share some things with you as a mother. now i'm not going to lay down any rules and regulations and say "FOLLOW THEM OR DIE." Your mother is different from others. I'm not going to tell you how to live. who am i after all? Just because i'm your mother doesn't mean that i own you. you are not an object.


Firstly, i have seen that you are quite shy.Well there is nothing wrong in that. But what bothers me is that you have this godzilla sized inferiority complex. why sushmita? Now i'm not going to say that' how can you love others when you don't love yourself' and other quotes. i want to say onething....close your eyes and say "i deserve respect..why should'nt i?" and let me tell you one thing. This respect cannot be earned from anyone. Respect is a very important word in life. Never forget this word.When you start respecting yourself ,the word 'possible' which was your irregular guest starts coming everyday to your house. Don't you want to welcome your guest? now you might hesitate opening the door because when you peep through the hole of the door you get scared: this guest brings an unwelcomed guest: responsibility


Its unwelcomed but you can't ignore the guest. Take responsibility of your life. Try to keep your life's complain box empty.I think life is pretty impartial. It gives all of us a set of arms and ammuntions to fight the war of life. There are doors of opportunities. Its only the deaf who can't hear the knock on the door, the dumb who don't open it due to fear of unwelcomed guests like changes and the blind who hear the knock but they don't open it because they can't see the door.
open the door sushmita.

Also one thing that no one has told you. Your confidence should not flow because you have talent....your confidence should come from the fact that you deserve to walk on this earth!!! you have the right to breathe this air.....you have the right to live dear....Don't let anyone take away this right from you. As oprah winfrey said ," you are worthy because you are born."


To be continued if i feel like writing this kind of crap again... My God! how can any sane person write such stuff?

Sunday, November 25, 2007

LOSER, LOSER...LOSER

Yesterday i had the honour of attending a lecture by the vice-president of isckon (hare krishna association) mr. mukund das.he used to be a student of IIT-BOMBAY....he left IIT one day when he read bhagwad gita in his library. he discussed about mahabharatha.....though i didnt agree with god being the ultimate supersoul and all , i enjoyed his life story and one liners.....

here are some of the quotes:



  • one of the audience member asked him why radha's name comes before krishna..............

his reply: " do you say gentleman and ladies...or sajno aur deviyon?



  • how will a dog medidate?..." bow bow bow.....main gyan mein hoon.........bow bow bow"

  • do your duty and don't care about the results......this was the only serious quote

spiritual indeed!!!!...i cameout and was suddenly feeling very spiritual.....i just wanted to discuss spiritualism.but the people there were least bothered. they came out and the bullshit began.......
"bhabhi humhe abhi prasad milega na..........isiliye maine aaj khana nahin banaya"


"arre bhabhi aapko pata chala,bandana ke ghar pe naya sofaset aaya.....bahut paisewale hain na bhabhi."


"arre aap toh kafi patle ho gaye....gym jaate ho na"


i thought i should join some school going girls and some other aunties....


" yeh dress bahut accha hain....kahan se silaya"


"aunty shanti nagar mein woh tailor hain na"


"arre usne itna accha dance kiya tha....phir bhi vote out ho gayi"


bullshit...i tried to listened to the school boys


" kal wwe dekha??? Kane ne kaise mara na....."


" batista mast hain na"


i was feeling so sick. i wanted to get the hell out of there. i tried to stand as if i'm involved in the conversation ( to make my parents happy....they feel very happy when they see me in a group). Then for a few minutes i was left alone with one of the loudmouths and who has done her phd in gossiping......


she asked me.."hmmmm...everyone here is talking........i haven't seen you open your mouth"


i said "well aunty.....i would love to talk something related to this lecture...but all of them are talking about some other stuff"


" ohh well...so what dear......hmmm you don't like friendship??"


"of course i like friendship"


" oh but dear you are not talking with anyone.....so i thought........"


"ohh thats because i feel bored talking about the regular gossip....."


" ohh so what you can pretend that you like it........you know sushmita otherwise what people will think???.......that sushmi is a very dumb girl........and some people here think that you are very arrogant"


" oh really???....but aunty thats their opinion......thats not who i am"


"but don't you care about others opininions about you?"


"well no... look i'm not arrogant....its just that i enjoy talking about books music....etc rather than talking about abhi-ash wedding"


"ohhh..well looks like someone is calling me....before going an advice.....if you don't ACT you are gone........you'll never succeed..........you have to play the game whether you like it or not......you'll still be here girl.....the others will go very far....so far that you cannot see them....better change now than later........why is it hard for you to be like other girls of your age?"


i'm a loser....i'll never succeed.........i don't have the skills to play the game......damn i'm in deep shit


holy shit......i was lying on my bed at 12 am and laughed......she said the truth..the truth that i wished was a lie....the truth is we have to lie...PRETEND