Monday, February 16, 2009

Cultural corruption?

Firstly, my logical brain, seriously does not understand the urgent need to have a day to express your love when you can do it all year long. Can you imagine, if you have to hold your romance for 364 days to express on 365th day. If any normal human being has to contain so much love & affection that we have around for only one day, I, for sure will implode if not allowed to explode. Jokes apart...

So, the self-appointed moral police threatened (and then got arrested) everyone who wished to celebrate v-day. They call this celebration un-Indian, uncouth, uncivilized. Agreed! I so agree...

So, what is being culturally civilized Indian entail? This, this or this?

I want to know the answer because I do want to continue to be an Indian.

I ask, where is the moral police where all this is happening.?!?! I think they are smart enough to know, where the popularity gain is! They too are media hungry and Indian media surely fulfills that greed.

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Were you abused?

At the risk of being labeled a crusader of feminism, I will explain why it is important to express, if you experienced, faced, witnessed or were a silent observer of any form of abuse to womankind. Abuse is not just physical or claims more damage but even seemingly passive abuse (I will explain this later in the post) is equally harmful. I am willing to share real life examples if need be.

Several months back, I was asked to share a personal story about my experience of any kind of abuse that I faced, as a girl. The email was sent to a close group of women (volunteers) under a cover of complete trust. Email sat quietly for 2 days begging for a response. But then, there was one response, and then the second one and by third one it dawned to me that it was not something that happened to me only, which I had completely forgotten under the cloud of shame and guilt. And that was the beginning of my self-chosen suppression, as a tiny girl, as early as being a seven years old child, without even knowing what it was. Each woman in the group had a horrid & a heartbreaking story and perpetrators were sometimes strangers but a lot of times family members, uncle, cousin, brother, husband, boyfriend & fiance'. This fact is not so important but it highlights one point, that it is everywhere and can happen to anyone by anyone.

What did this exercise do to me?

It strongly reaffirmed my faith that it is important to speak up, share and form a trusted network of people and bring out these horrifying examples to awareness, beyond a complicated burden of social pressure. I realized that there are far more basic rights to acknowledge & protect, before we go on for fancier issues. We love to dwell in popular issues and causes. Big names & popularity attracts human psyche.

I personally know a girl who even after discovering that her fiance was cheating in a relationship and had several physical relationships outside their promise, ended up marrying the guy. My guess is that the monumental pressure of society to break the engagement and speak loudly about the cheating was too big a burden. Society does not provide a very stable system to deal with such adept disrespectful behavior. Instead, we facilitate such deplorable examples with silence, indifference or its "not my problem" attitude. How many people can really do this?

I will keep my promise to explain passive abuse. We all accept that rape, gang rape, sexual assault etc. can be very damaging to a woman. Affected women are devastated and damages are more or less irreversible. But so are other forms of abuses. Groping, feeling, touching, flashing, staring, and stalking etc. can also form a sense of inadequacy and shame.

The other day I was in a deep discussion with a set of my friends and it started with Mumbai attacks, went on to economy and then ended up on physical abuse. As I started giving examples, the girl in a group announced that if I ever have a daughter, I would never want to raise her in India and her voice went heavy and eyes welled up. She recounted her own childhood story and then another friend's. It clearly means that none of us can ever forget, no matter how many years pass by and where we go and we are emotionally battered for rest of our lives. The guys to my surprise, always get surprised when they hear such revelations. His angry tone suggested that he thought of it as extremely unfair and he suggested that why do women not talk about these things more openly and form a stronger support group. I said such efforts are everywhere, its a matter of proactively joining hands and to make it more successful.

Coming back to passive abuse, anything that causes pain or hurts beyond the tangible and visible wounds are also methods of abusing. Lying, cheating, hiding facts, avoiding response, comparing, mocking, blaming, being disrespectful or infidelity of any degree can be very harmful too, it leads to emotional abuse. Since, these aspects are soft and hard to pin-point openly, it makes it even more easy for the perpetrators.

Perpetrators harbor on this weakness that the victim will never openly speak-up and they use this fact to their advantage. This makes it all the more critical that more victims acknowledge and speak-up and grow this network strong and stronger. child-abuse is a good example of this.

We are so intricately and organically connected to each other and the issues that we simply cannot work with the mindset that "oh but it doesn't affect me so it's not my problem." Injustice anywhere is injustice everywhere and explicitly or implicitly it will make itself clear. So our isolated "just" presence can be temporarily soothing and can make us short-sighted & prevent us from looking at things more holistically, beyond the "I" zone.

With all that said, I hope none of us will suppress the wrong under the garb of guilt and shame in future. Don't go silent and accept it as your destiny because you were born as a girl.

I will sign off with something Ms.Roy said:

To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget. ~Arundhati Roy

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Rozaana......

Rozaana..I like..do not particularly dig the start of the song (may be it's got to do with B's voice..was never a fan of neither his acting nor his voice and never really could understand the hype about him. No, seriously!)..but as it picks the pace...love the lyrics...it forms a great song for my runnin'...[which I have been royally ignoring...(sheepish grin)...] collection!
Rozaana - Nishabd ...

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Big guys...

Gandhi, Tagore, Ambedkar argued..

"that it is our capacity to be moral that allows us to constitute ourselves as a people and nation.The purpose of democracy is to widen the scope of virtue in the public realm. A modern corporate, however ethical, is not a civilisation whose objective is to allow each person to elevate moral life."

But what the heck did they know....Narendra Modi is on the roll (& [in]sane peeps keep nagging him) and that is why we love him..and can never get enough of him.

Because after all, we don't like barbaric killing to soothe our conscience and it's too much on your face kind, you know but soft killing and sleek corporate cleaning of tribal and farmers is acceptable, since they constitute waste anyway and form stigmatic presence to our modernity. Yes, I love to be modern!

P.S.: Something terribly wrong with my blog formatting setting. Help is welcome or else hold your peace till I figure it out!

Friday, January 23, 2009

AIDS Sutra: Dark side of the night

Array of emotions race through piecing together vignettes of untold stories of nights filled with wretched desire, power, ostracized and suppressed emotions and a glimpse of fractures of alienated society. Some familiar, some eye-opening but mostly unacknowledged stealthy existence as we hear about AIDS epidemic, moving as swiftly as the speed we are diluting our value-system. Each voice in stories carries a resigned acceptance through broken spirit and sends a reminder of societal follies and failures we have chosen with arrogance of ignorance. AIDS Sutra, Untold Stories from India carries deadweight of all this and much more from isolated world of “India Shining” development.

Human dominance over nature, technological breakthroughs and other human beings has been a running theme over generations. Slavery is a direct consequence of it and so is thriving prostitution and coerced sex industry. With time, hierarchical power structure has exchanged role with monetary power. Hence Devdasis have been renamed as sex workers/prostitutes or something fancier I am not even aware of. I see AIDS epidemic as merely a consequence of something deep rooted in a pretentious model of precarious civilized society. Spread of HIV is directly linked to one of most persistent propensities (but widely undermined and lacking explicit acceptance) of repressed egos of human beings-sex.

Snippet from introduction of the book, “There were about a dozen women there, wearing their best saris, gold necklaces, flowers in their hair and bindis on their foreheads.” “This group of women had all been ostracized by their families and neighbors. One woman had hoped to keep her work a secret from her husband and children. But when word got out, her daughter was disowned by her friends. The girl was so distraught that she committed suicide.”

As I see from “society” perspective on flesh business, we cannot live without your existence but we cannot accept your presence of services you provide. Such is the dogmatic hypocrisy we have become comfortably numb with. Calling it shamelessness would be too harsh because after all, women are born to titillate the libido senses with good looks before they surrender their body.

Amartya Sen points out in his foreword of this anthology, “ since epistemology is so central to a well founded ethics- to informed reflections on the social and political commitments that the calamity inescapably demands. If we move from depiction to perception and from reflection to compassion and resolution, all this happens, as in good literature, without self-conscious effort. This is a huge achievement.”

Kamathipura (Mumbai), Sonagachhi (Kolkata), Peddapuram (Andhra Pradesh) are all different hues of the same pale shade of diseased poverty. And contemporary authors like Kiran Desai, Salman Rushdie, Sonia Faleiro, Siddharth Deb and many more have traveled, heard, experienced the dejected side of dark & small rooms and prettied/decorated faces to bring out pulsating and deeply moving stories.

Few snippets from the stories:

We are famous because we are the descendants of courtesans and royalty, so we have that poise, those fine looks,’ the Kalavanthalu women say. No special tricks? No Tricks. We are known for our good manners. We treat a man like a king. We’;; cook non veg, we’ll give oil massages and baths. We turn on the fan. The men bring the whiskey, the McDougal’s-but everything else we provide, and when they leave we beg, Don’t go, please don’t, oh, don’t go, oh..’ we do all of that play acting. We spoil them.

Night Claims the Godavari- Kiran Desai


It’s worth emphasizing the way prostitute was regarded at the time, and indeed in ancient India. If a woman was beautiful and talented; if she could sing, dance or converse intelligently, why should she waste her skills on one man alone? Why shouldn’t a number of men enjoy her company? That is why a prostitute was called barnari or barangana- meaning public woman.

Return to Sonagachhi- Sunil Gangopadhyay


Of course, there are times when there is pleasure,’ said Rani Bai. Who does not like to make love? A handsome young man, one is gentle..’ She paused for a moment, looking out over the lake, smiling to herself. Then her face clouded over: ‘But mostly it is horrible. The farmers here, they are not like the boys of Bombay.’ And eight of them every day,’ said her friend Kaveri. ‘Sometimes ten. Unknown people. What kind of life is that?’ ‘We have a song,’ said Rani. ‘Everyone sleeps with us, but no one marries us. Many embrace us, but no one protects.’

The Daughters of Yellamma- William Dalrymple


Friday, January 16, 2009

Allow me to shake your faith...

She says and she does if you happen to read Greater common good. Fight for justice, Narmada Bachao Andolan, which has made to become symbolically a solemn farce for decades in name of developmental jargon promises to millions who get affected. I will leave the rest but couple of things as Roy puts it, are worth reiterating ...

Misinformed Emotionalism is about our presumptuous paradigm for development that it's based on inherent morality. It would work perfectly, if only we were better human beings. If only we all wore khadi & suppressed our base urges- sex, shopping, dodging, spinning lessons & being unkind to the less fortunate.

Assumption of inherent morality is a very risky path, I realized it. I do not deny that few don't have it. But large numbers are driven otherwise.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Revolutionary Road ahead

She surprised love. All grand serene romance, she held closely....tucked in those warm moments...some spilled out of her hands...some contained tight. Sure she was...confident not.

Snow didn't seem so white...melancholy was pristine. She shrugged off those romantic gestures a few times or so she thought.

She dived deeper in those brown eyes looking for the man she had once, ecstatically fallen for. Surprise! Conviction was missing this time, convincing could do little. She did not know, time role-played in emotional erosion, covering with those layers of not so sanctimonious gestures.

She penetrated truth, raced ahead, ran away or did she? She is at the finish line, all by herself, though. She is afraid to turn her head...his warm, amber, sparkling, sand-grains filled smile she wants to hide from.
........
Saw this movie, y'day...
Echoing similar sentiments was Revolutionary Road...a couple once fell deeply in love in a quick glance. He (Frank) settled for less, is weaker, but winds up disappointing his wife, April, who is ambitious, emotionally trapped and struggling with a man whom she wants him to be but he is not. Sensational and dramatic turmoil of human emotions for wanting to love or be loved in their own way, where, neither are sure. Not sure, Whether they are running away from the perfection of suburbia life they have or from each other. Poignant desperation leads to void attempts of exploring..explore, they do. They were not made for each other, she could not salute the fact her man is not the best self and cannot be his best self, ever.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Raj Thackeray...

Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!! If you are left with any shame and tiny bit of "Marathi madoos" blood..dont ever come out of your hiding. We have heard enough of your crappy nonsensical bull, so I think now you can take a break and may be go for some meditation or rehab center (which I think you really need) and let the real brave "Indians" take charge of nation just the way they remarkably did in controlling the terror attacks and rescuing all those valuable lives in which many were from Maharashtra too. For them they were just Indians or human beings. Get it?

Raj Thackeray, while you are at it, I mean shutting your trap process, do some good to humanity & ask Narendra Modi to shut up too, who thinks offering 1 crore rupees to brave soldiers will wash his sins.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

My Mumbai mourns..

yet again, as I write this! All those spots Nariman house, Oberoi's, Taj, VT station, Metro theater and Leopold's cafe where I hung out in college days. All these places and many more and my city bleeds again, screaming for justice and humanity. Mumbaikers are forced given this shock therapy that their lives are under constant menacing terror. The terror strikes are not confined to any one area, it's not just South Mumbai but has gone as far as, far suburbs of Borivali giving sense of depth & breadth of strikes.

I am sick of hearing that spirit of Mumbai will rise again within days. No, it will not! I know that Mumbai is a very lively city but it's not resilient to all that it goes through. We have to stop this farce! People of the city do not have a choice but to get up and gulp this bitter concoction (of dirty politics & religious divide) and get moving. Its not the spirit but the irony.

I was in Mumbai in 1993 and was close to one of the bomb blast locations. We were told to head back home and only after reaching home I realized the magnitude of what I had escaped. Sure, none of my family members were affected. Is that what we have to look for every time? Narrow escapes & safety for your own family and relatives? There were very valuable lives wiped out. What ensued after the blasts were horrific riots and days living in confinement of our home for many days.

And here we are, again! We are not able to recover from one and we are already into another mayhem. Every other year there is something to escape from. Haven't we maxed out with tolerance to get our voices together for peace? We cannot afford these losses anymore, can we?

Is this the event that is going to bring the political divide to unite & fight together as one nation ?

Amidst all the depressing news, Shashi Tharoor speaks bravely to sum up the sentiments of Indians.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Inequality will always lead to imbalance

If we look at any kind of national, international or local inequality in distribution of any aspect, it will always lead to imbalance. It sort of relates to the law of nature as well. This imbalance will always lead to disturbance and depending on the magnitude things will fall apart, eventually, if not sooner than later. Be it America claiming its supremacy over the world or Raj Thackarey claiming his ownership over Maharashtra hence Mumbai, racism, suppression of genders, wealth & slavery. The list is long! If there is uneven distribution of resources, wealth or well being, it is bound to collapse the system. This talk by P.Sainath resurfaced again and he is so right about the disparity which is flourishing.



His point of how the generic notion of charity is perceived is remarkable. He says, charity, generally is a thing perceived as a favor towards underprivileged and its not identified something fundamentally wrong in the system which led to this inequality. Till people accept that I am hoarding more than I need, it will never lead to harmony. And unless we share things as a "right" to everyone rather than rich or strong providing it as a favor to less mighty, we can keep fighting!

Friday, October 31, 2008

Money & the crisis of civilization

Read this intriguing article on Charityfocus. Striking, how we are now constantly growing around the concept of money so much so that everything we do or think of doing should somehow translate to generation of money. We have now done this long enough that our thinking is shunned and its dire consequences are showing in the form of global crisis we are in. We have commercialized our happiness, education, food and anything you name it. Now we are running out of ideas for things we can monetize. We have accepted that as a form of bestowed culture, as a way of life. So, beware, if you do not hold monetary value in your existence, you probably have no value in the current system!

Think for this for a minute (snippets from the article),

"Essentially, for the economy to continue growing and for the (interest-based) money system to remain viable, more and more of nature and human relationship must be monetized. For example, thirty years ago most meals were prepared at home; today some two-thirds are prepared outside, in restaurants or supermarket delis. A once unpaid function, cooking, has become a "service". And we are the richer for it. Right?"

Or

"Today we sell away the last vestiges of our divine bequeathment: our health, the biosphere and genome, even our own minds. This is the process that is culminating in our age. It is almost complete, especially in America and the "developed" world. In the developing world there still remain people who live substantially in gift cultures, where natural and social wealth is not yet the subject of property. Globalization is the process of stripping away these assets, to feed the money machine's insatiable, existential need to grow. Yet this stripmining of other lands is running up against its limits too, both because there is almost nothing left to take, and because of growing pockets of effective resistance.
"

There is a risk that developing countries are facing now, if they don't board this fast train of "development" they are being labeled and libeled as third world countries.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Tuesdays with Morrie

I read this book in one go! It's a wonderful read. You will agree with me if you have already read it..if not, here are few quotes by Morrie, a terminally ill professor on various facets of life:

Have you found someone to share your heart with?
Are you giving to your community?
Are you at peace with yourself?
Are you trying to be as human as you can be?


Well, for one thing, the culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. We're teaching the wrong things. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it. Create your own. Most people can't do it.


So many people walk around with meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they are chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself in loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.


You closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too- even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling.


Do you take care of others or take care of your "inner child"? Return to traditional values or reject tradition as useless? Seek success or seek simplicity? Just say No or Just do it?


Love each other or perish. And its so true. Without love, we are birds with broken wings.


There is no experience like having children. That's all. There is no substitute for it. You cannot do it with a friend. You cannot do it with a lover. if you want to experience of having complete responsibility for another human being and learn how to love and bond in the deepest way, then you should have children.


I thought about how often this was needed in everyday life. How we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry. Or how we feel a surge of love for a partner but we don't say anything because we're frozen with a fear of what those words might do to the relationship.



I don't want to leave the world in a state of fright. I want to know what's happening, accept it, get to a peaceful place, and let go.


On Morrie working with mental patients:
Morrie observed that most of the patients there had been rejected and ignored in their lives, made to feel that they didn't exist. They also missed compassion-something that staff ran out quickly. And many of these patients were well-off, from rich families, so their wealth did not buy them happiness or contentment. It was a lesson he never forgot.


All this emphasis on youth- I don't buy it, he said. Listen, I know what a misery being young can be, so don't tell me its so great. All these kids who came to me with their struggles, their strife, their feelings of inadequacy, their sense that life was miserable, so bad they wanted to kill themselves...


Its all part of the same problem, Mitch, Morrie said, we put our values in the wrongs things. And it leads to very disillusioned lives.


We have got a form of brainwashing going on it our country. Morrie sighed. Do you know how they brainwash people? They repeat something over and over. And that's what we do in this country. Owning things is good. More money is good. More property is good. More commercialism is good. More is good.


Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not substitute for tenderness.


There's a big confusion in this country over what we want versus what we need. You need food, you want a chocolate sundae. You have to be honest with yourself.


Do the kind of things that come from the heart. When you do, you won't be dissatisfied, you won't be envious, you won't be longing for somebody else's things.


We are great at small talk: What do you do? Where do you live? But really listening to someone- without trying to sell them something, pick them, recruit them, or get some kind of status in return- how often do we get this anymore?


I've learned this much about marriage, you get tested. You find out who you are, who the other person is and how you accommodate or don't.


There are few rules I know to be true about love and marriage: If you don't respect the other person, you are gonna have a lot of trouble. If you don't know how to compromise, you're gonna have lot of trouble. And if you can't talk openly about what goes on between you, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. And if you don't have common set of values in life, you're gonna have a lot of trouble.


Biggest one of those values: Your belief in the importance of your marriage.


I think marriage is a very important thing to do, and you're missing a hell of a lot if you don't try it.


Love each other or perish.


You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.


Death is as natural as life. It's part of the deal we made.


Death ends a life, not a relationship.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Big Power Question

When two "intellectuals" ( I should actually say American Intellectuals, yes, with all the sarcasm intended) present their point of view on current political and economical issues and its outcome on America's power struggle, the tinge of self-centered thinking is hard to miss beneath the layers of intelligence. Here

Yes, I have trouble with this statement!

Zakaria: Are we going to run second in this race?

or this for that matter...

Friedman: The game is still open. I want my country to win it--I'm not sure it will.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Misled

Are we...in name of liberation/freedom? How did we ever come up with a ruthless concept of war? I am in tears & speechless after watching this documentary..!! I wanted to scream WT* and I did but it was a helpless one as these misled girls are...Who says human beings are humane?

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Go Blue!

Like any other alien in US I also saw all the presidential debates including the one that took place yesterday. Now, you may ask why? Well, you don't want to be a social outcast when the whole of United States is going bonkers with analysis and over analysis of upcoming elections. Kidding! I have recently developed interest in politics. Kidding again!

Now you don't want me to write my lame reasoning of why I was disappointed with Ms.Palin and McCain's ever growing negative allegations on Obama and why I am a true-Blue democrat. But there is something about Obama's striking composure & intelligence and something very real & earthy and radiating the shine of person who has seen hardship in life.. You may agree with me more if you read his book- Audacity of Hope. Thank you Sud for insisting that I read it!

What I noticed yesterday was that Barack is a left-hander..:)..I have more reasons to be biased now. This post is soon going to turn as a whine. Why? I was born as a left-hander and since for some God forsaken reason, it was considered bad, my mom insisted me to be a right-hander. I still remember my childhood days when I used to draw on the wall with my artistic left hand.. I got scolded for both, writing on wall and with left hand. So in the process, I forced switched my hand for writing with right but rest of the work is still with left hand. I am now one of those artificial hybrids who are neither here nor there. I am not even truly ambidextrous since I cannot write with my left hand. All my sports activities are with left hand. Identity crisis, you see!

Coming back to Barack the Obama man, I read this story today, I felt that may be there is still hope for Americans after all the mess (of greed and insatiable hunger of power) that Bush has royally created for his successor for past 8 years. Now, I don't expect magical/radical changes in short time since the mess is pretty messy but there is still hope in Obama's reformative thinking.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Ode to Nusrat

It took me a while to enjoy the pure form of classical qawwali rendition/music by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. I used to indulge in a lot of poppish version of his music earlier, until someone (special) pointed to me what I was really missing. For one I was missing on the true trance feeling and it gradually grew on me. It sure did! I still struggle to understand the lyrics to most of the songs but I somewhat figure out the overall feel of it..so there is no looking back from this genre which has entered my bucket of eclectic music.

NFAK - Sanoon Bhul...

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Connection between spirituality & Social action

Think about all the kindest things you have done as a result of responding to inner voice when there was smallest bit of injustice, inequality or disparity. You will soon realize the true and the most honest efforts were due to the connection of you placing in the same spot as the one who was suffering. I have to still come across a person or a medium who is truly not spiritual or compassionate and tried to work for a cause. All that superficial have often proved temporary and they dissipate before you even flutter your eyes in realization.

As Vimala Thakar says in ijourney.org "The fact of our being is that we are related, not isolated, not each a lone or lonely entity standing forlorn in this huge cosmos. We are not isolated individuals; we are organically related to the mysterious totality surrounding us."

Few things that I have tried in the past in the process to understand what it feels like to be on the receiving end of suffering. I have tried to stay hungry for couple of days. But in those struggling moments of hunger pangs I still knew that I had easy access to food whenever I felt like giving up this exercise. The thought of that ease not available is worrisome and that was a realization of my privileged life that I have and people who are forced to stay hungry.

Not buying anything for an entire year made me go through the importance of using things till they get over, recycling and reusing. I realized I have everything I need if I start looking through that I already have. There is a difference in not buying when you know you can when you want to than not able to buy even if you really need important things for survival. The whole world we have created is based on materialistic possessions and a lot of it is generated from an earnest need of that social connection. My phone, my car, my branded clothes, restaurants, movies I go to and so on. My life is a lot simpler now. I still succumb to lot of material possessions and later go through a self-questioning phase of guilt.

I have also tried staying quiet for couple of days and this was a true revelation in power I found in silence. This power enabled me to listen to my inner voice, voices of others, I was not trying to prove anything to anyone, anymore, my grudges soon disappeared, I was connecting more to people and surrounding and more importantly there was a powerful connection I found within myself and my mind.

All these that I have been experimenting have only made me realize that we need much much less than we think or are made to think from the surroundings. If we really realize all these needs and have made a conscious effort to balance amongst others as well, there will be lot more available to others. So my journey continues...

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Do you trust?

Past weekend, I had an opportunity to meet with a professor, in an informal setting. Amidst a lot of din and anxious clamor, her's was the only voice that stood out in my head vividly. She made her point calmly with conviction. I have believed in expressing one's point and let people have freedom of taking or not and hence not interfering with others cognition. Somehow, thrusting or screaming one's opinion or thinking (for that matter) seems very self oriented. And, it fundamentally loses the purpose of expressing for others.

She spoke about trust and said trust essentially is an ongoing process which you are always continuously building on. So it's not a one time concretion but a dynamic combination of thinking and feeling. Human nature is to anchor amongst others with trust and faith, which however gets disturbed in the process where things do not align and the process of questioning and re-building begins. Hence, I think, need of assurance, acceptance and expressing support (at all times or from time to time) is critical. Think about it, a child is not born with mistrust and doubts. It's the process of growing up in a complex setting and assimilating social environment which can form his/her opinion in a right or not-so-right direction.

I had once shattered my faith and trust at a much deeper level and the process of restoring and healing has been hard but to what it was when the hurt was fresh, it is remarkable to see where I stand now. I surprised myself by expressing my deepest fears and insecurities to a person whom I had not even met before ever. I felt a sense of immediate trust and comfort of friendly & trustworthy bond and next thing I know I was sharing some crucial information of my life along with many other conversations that I had. Is the dark night of mistrust and broken faith over for me?