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April, Autism, Awareness

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Here comes the April exclusively for the Autistics. This post is dedicated to my friend’s autistic brother and I know, though it’s bit difficult to put up with them but you love these innocent harmless and intelligent beings.

                                                       Accept them, Love them, Understand them.

Concept of Gender’s Equality Day

Now that the Women’s day buzz has settled down, it’s time for some logical ranting. It is odd to celebrate Women’s day.  It makes me feel like I or my gender has some special powers as if we are unusual and out of this world. But the question is are we any different from men?. I don’t think so. I am like any other guy of my age would be. I don’t think I am superior or by any chance inferior to them. I do not consider them different from me and nor would I want them to think that ways about me.  To cover up our shortcomings in maintaining relationships we have days allotted to some important relationships in our lives such as Mother’s day, Father’s Day, Grandfather’s Day, Daughter’s Day, Friendship’s Day but Women’s Day !! Why? to remind me of my gender?  This day indirectly tells me “Hey you weak, gather your strength and stop living an inadequate life.” Do we really need that?

I am not feminist talking here but in fact I feel women and men face equal dejection and hardships at some point of time in their lives. It’s just that the intensity of each others suffering is undermined by them. So for instance (in Indian context) if a guy of marriageable age is sitting at home, unemployed, it is equally stared at as a woman above 30 sitting at home unmarried.  The Indian parents would be equally worried for both son and daughter. But yes it’s a scenario of an urban household that may vary if I go much deeper in society. Now I don’t understand how would the concept of celebrating Women’s Day make females of not-so-urban society realize the power of their own self. For many women I know it’s just a day when they wish each other, go out in a group but that’s about it.  There’s no real awakening. In short celebrating this day makes me feel strong and proud only for a day and meek all other 364 days.

My point is we don’t need a day dedicated to only women. We need to incorporate a mentality within our social and even human brains that man and woman are just different in physical forms otherwise there is no huge difference in their thinking and living. I feel if women are so important to the society then why not just blur the discrimination between both the genders right through their upbringing and in jobs, marriage and other facets of life.  Rather I feel we should come up with a day celebrating as a ‘Gender’s Equality Day’ when no woman is left wondering if she has done anything special to deserve this because we have not, we are just like men.

A new year comes with new energy

For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice.” – T.S. Eliot

Today is the last day of 2013. If I had to put this year as good or bad, I would have to think. A lot. Nothing too amazing happened with me that changed my life nor something awfully bad happened that I would regret all my life, so in a way quite a balanced year for me. I had my own moments of good and bad which I dealt in a very casual way. (Yawn)….Boring, I know.

This blogpost will be posted somewhere in between 2013-2014 as a wish that 2014 be a remarkable year for me.  I don’t want 2014 to be a balanced year. I wish something exciting happens with me this year that would change my life. I hope 2014 be a milestone for all those who are looking for a change in their life; I wish it to be a year that’ll bring positivity and stability for all those who had rocky 2013; And I wish 2014 be a bundle of hope and happiness who thinks it’s just another year.

Well before writing this post I also had a notion of it being just another last year night and midnight of just another new year. But then I thought if I don’t welcome 2014 with open hands and warmth in my heart, it may just not accept me too.

So set your resolution list, don’t bother if you can’t live up to it. At least you’ll have something positive to start with. Here I am, reinforcing my faith in goodness in everything, wishing you all a very Happy 2014.

I hope you like the makeover of my blog. Do leave a comment on that 🙂

Saturday wisdom

Sharing with you this simple cockroach theory for self-development.  I think this is something which everybody can relate to.

React v. Respond

At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. She started screaming out of fear. With a panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach. Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky.

The lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but …it landed on another lady in the group.
Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama. The waiter rushed forward to their rescue.

In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter. The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt. When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant.

Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior?
If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos. It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.

I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but it’s my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me. It’s not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me. More than the problem, it’s my reaction to the problem that creates chaos in my life.

Lessons learnt from the story:
Do not react in life. Always respond.
The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.
Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of, just and right to save a situation from going out of hands, to avoid cracks in relationship, to avoid taking decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or hurry.

In the moment of peace

Shared from Facebook. A peace activity in Israel showing two Israelis and two Palestinians hugging each other. How I wish this activity gets spread to other parts of the world. Religion or Land is secondary, we are humans first. Respect each other’s lives before their religion.

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One man and his pen

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August 15th is the day of India’s Independence.  I would like to dedicate this post to him who gave India its national anthem. A Japanese Nobel laureate described his appearance as:

“His white hair flowed softly down both sides of his forehead; the tufts of hair under the temples also were long like two beards, and linking up with the hair on his cheeks, continued into his beard, so that he gave an impression, to the boy I was then, of some ancient – Oriental wizard”

Rabindra Nath Tagore’s contribution to India is an example of how some fights can be won by strong writing.  Gitanjali, a legendary book that is a compilation of his poems would touch anybody’s soul. The poems have based on humanity with shades of spirituality.

 “Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?
Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the path-maker is breaking stones.
He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust.”

I feel fortunate to have learnt about Tagore and his writings that fills me with immense pride and love for my country.

“Where the mind is without fear
and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been
broken up into fragments
by narrow domestic walls; …
Where the clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the
dreary desert sand of dead habit; …
Into that heaven of freedom,
my Father, let my country awake.”