Hero In Your Mind

It is 1.30 a.m. and can you guess what or who I'm thinking about? Trust me, I've been thinking of a man who passed away 14 years and 26 days ago. I was a nine year old kid while he expired, which I would say was not even the age to understand a person or what death meant in this world. Though I haven't spent much time with him, he is the one I relate to myself the most. I don't really have any analytical explanation for this sense of belonging. Thinking of him, surfaced a couple of incidents narrated by my mom and aunt. As always, I would like to get into both of their shoes to narrate the incidents. Early 2000's  It's just another hectic day at the office only to come back home to do household chores and manage children. One of them is nine and the other twelve. Whatever I'm today is because of the education I pursued and the job I earned. What can I say about life? It is constant hustle at office and house while aspiring to build a new house. Though m...

While I had the trait of voicing out my opinions right from my childhood, there are times that I stayed calm even when something was troubling me. I assumed both Type A and Type B persons' traits. A: The one who doesn't believe his/her voice doesn't matter. The one rather prefers to stay calm rather than deny or challenge the other person who is causing trouble in some way. The one who'd rather be a silent victim than face it. B: If something doesn't align with what they believe, they question. They ask for what they want. They stammer, yet are loud. As humans, we want to feel belonged and any disturbance caused  in the process of becoming one among everybody is excruciating. To stand out from the crowd means being a criminal. Forget the criminal act, what if you're ridiculed or mocked at? You might also lose the advantage that you're to receive if the other person's view is denied. Gauging all we might lose and fearing all the unfavourable circums...

There were times when people adhered and lived by their ideas, social norms and customs. And, we started calling it 'culture'. In India, especially in the past, a foreigner would have experienced a cultural shock for every hundred miles s/he traveled. Such was the case in most of the continents. But the only downside of the diversity was that people were less open to other cultures and considered their own culture as the supreme one. There was celebration within the people of one culture but not between cultures. But what do humans do? Evolve. A human is said to be more evolved than he was a year ago or just yesterday. Thanks to the technology and globalization that made the strings that are connecting all of us stronger and making us more unified. In the process of amalgamation of cultures, we forgot the distinctiveness of each culture. What we adhere to now is totally chaotic to persons we had been as children and what we are being as adults (Refers to the people born in ...

As I retrospect, there are few thoughts I started adhering to because of the tough times that had come on my path. Tough times could be different in different people's lives. It could range from your work not being recognized to being overloaded with work. Also from, almost dying to worrying about the acne that just popped up. It is rude to judge other's own pain. It could be a tiny thing to you but it is obviously something gigantic to the person experiencing it. If there was a universal way to categorize what pain is inconsiderable or what pain is excruciating, there would be no psychiatrists on this planet. I really think that the term 'healing' is misinterpreted. To some, throwing up their whole responsibility on someone is healing and this especially happens in intimate relationships. To some, complaining or getting addicted to a thing or feeling is healing. If someone or something could heal your pain, what are you here for? It is dubious to believe that som...

It's absolutely heart wrenching to see a newspaper article that read out ' A five year girl raped'. I've always wondered what it's like to have the sexual drag towards someone they just saw. Is it the person walks alone in spite of knowing it's dangerous. Is it because of the so called provoking attire. Is it because they look weak and vulnerable? Is it because they neither can hurt you back nor can go legally against you? If attire is to be blamed, what has a five year old girl got to do with it? If walking alone is to be blamed, what for are the terms development, advancement and civilization? It's sheer shame putting the blame on the victims rather than halting the catastrophe at the origin. It could only be another bunch of lines in the newspaper for the day, or one more. The little letters matter littler than it's size to us. Apathy? Sympathy? Dear grown-ups I'm a five year old girl Waking up to the sunshine is all I know Tantrums and g...