Monthly Archives: November 2008

Can We Do This ?

I read this at blogbharti. We follow lifestyles of westerners and Americans when it suits us.We can copy the following from them too. Its not that difficult.

For the protectors of Mumbai / Bombay

With respect and gratitude.

Our brave police, armed forces and firefighters have been putting their lives at risk to bring our city back to normal. Many have died.

We often criticise them vociferously; we probably will do so again. And we should. Later.

But now is a good time to show our gratitude and respect for what they’ve done since the night of the 26th.

Go over to your neighbourhood police station, fire brigade or army post.

Light a candle or a diya and leave it there.

Or leave a card, or a note of appreciation.

Or a flower.

Shake the hand of any police, army or fire brigade personnel on the spot, say thank you, and explain why you’re doing this.

Do this whenever you can, wherever you can. You don’t have to be in Bombay. This could have happened anywhere in the world.

(People in other countries and Indians abroad: you may want to do this at your nearest Indian embassy or consulate.)

Where are the Thackerays?

You might have read this on net or as sms. I find this sms in TOI.

"Where is Raj Thackery and his `brave’ sena? Tell him that 200 NSG commandos have been sent to save Mumbai and fight terrorists so that he can sleep peacefully. The Indian army has Indians and not marathis, UPites or biharis alone," said a message with sender requesting to forward to all Indians so that it finally reaches the coward bully Raj Thackeray.

I wonder where are they? Holed up somewhere to save their skins? When their own Mumbai was held captive by the terrorists. Why didn’t they and their workers came out in open to save their "beloved" city and protect their reputation? Shouldn’t they make a claim that it must only be protected by marathi manushs and not by bhaiyaas from Bihar and U.P? Or better only marathi police officials should be sent here, Your Mumbai doesn’t need rest of the Indians? First Marathas should be out there? Or their bravery comes out only against Bachchans and Bhaiyyas? Where are Mr. little boy Thackeray who proclaimed probably last month proudly "Mumbai mere baap ki hai" Why his Baap has abandoned his children and is hiding in his hole?

I think we at least the educated one stops viewing ourselves as regional entities and see the larger picture. I was reading at a blog that singing Hindi songs was considered blasphemy. Just imagine those psychopath parents and teachers who were so blinded by regional glory that they have stopped exhibiting even the basic human traits. They don’t hesitate to fill the clean mind with hatred (Well few movies, songs and books can be vulgar or cheap but it is true for every language). If you can teach small children hatred for a language, songs, movies and people, you are not fit to shoulder the responsibility parenthood brings. If your language, culture and food are REALLY so great then why this insecurity? Why feel threatened by other people, languages, food and culture? Greatness never inspire insecurity. Greatness is inclusive not…

Where is my country?

Update: I realized it a bit late. At least the green color in my blog post doesn’t represent a particular religion. Here I want to say that same chaos and anarchy that Kashmir is facing is spreading and enveloping the rest of India.
Old Post:
I get this at Barbarindians blog. It is really true that a picture is worth thousand words. Today what is happening is Mumbai is the mirror of the future we and our children will march forward to. Or maybe when we won’t be find enough places to chill out, when terrorists will take hold of discs and pubs rendering us unable to move our a**es to “cool” beats, when we don’t have enough safe places to sip and discuss the colors of classy cocktails, we might start “THINKING” about this problem called terrorism and start thinking about how to make our political bosses feel uncomfortable in their bulletproof jackets purchased with our money.

terror attack in Mumbai

Source:barbarindians.blogspot.com

Intimacy – the Best Stress Buster for Couples!

The result of this research finding is not very different from the obvious. BUT I think that findings hold an element of universal truth. We often feel relieved after sharing our woes with parents or siblings. Kissing, embracing, holding hand, a warm glance of our parents, siblings or friends blow away our blues, no matter in what stage of life we are in.

Results of a recent study have said that couples who hug and kiss have lower stress hormone levels in their bodies especially if they are married.

The week long Swiss study by researchers from the University of Zurich in Switzerland, of 51 German couples who were mostly married checked the cortisol levels in their saliva. Cortisol, a hormone in the body, also responsible for several stress-related changes in the body, is secreted by the adrenal glands, has been termed “the stress hormone” because high levels of it are secreted during the body’s ‘fight or flight’ response. Small increases in cortisol have positive effects on the body like helping in proper glucose metabolism and regulation of blood pressure. Higher levels of cortisol are seen in the morning with its lowest levels at night.

What is more important is we HAVE to nurture, develop and protect this kind of intimacy. It doesn’t spring up naturally. Now the million dollar question is, do we have time for such nurturing and caring?

Beate Ditzen of Zurich University, who conducted the research said intimacy seemed to improve the hormone levels by boosting the mood. She stressed that it was not intimacy per se that was needed but couples finding things they could do together that would create positive feelings for each other. The definition of intimacy differs from couple to couple and Dr Ditzen said. “This means that there is no specific behavior that couples should show in everyday life. Rather, all kinds of behavior which couples themselves would consider intimate… might be beneficial,” the expert added.

I wish next they find out how couples develop such kind of intimacy. Because its not a sum total of physical acts only. That will go kaput soon.

‘Hotties’ Not So Hot?

Is it really true that love is blind? Whatever articles or fiction I read on love paint a rosier than rosy picture of love. But what I have seen in real life is more of a bizarre kind of emotions than actual love. Love makes you think and do many awkward things that you won’t do when you are thinking normally. I have seen sane headed persons behaving in most illogical manner. But a recent online study tell the same thing.

In an experiment with college students in long-term relationships, researchers at UCLA and the online dating service eHarmony found that asking coeds to reflect on the love they felt for their boyfriends or girlfriends blunted the appeal of especially attractive members of the opposite sex.

When people are in love they don’t remember the USP of the hot alternatives presented to them such as curvaceous body or toned muscles. Then what do they remember of the “other” hot prospects?

“These people could remember the color of a shirt or whether the photo was taken in New York, but they didn’t remember anything tempting about the person,” Gonzaga said. “It’s not like their overall memory was impaired; it’s as if they had selectively screened out things that would make them think about the how attractive the alternative was.”
“One of the biggest threats to a relationship is an attractive alternative to your loved one — or that attractive woman at work or the hot guy you meet in the bar,” Gonzaga said. “In subtle ways that you might not even notice, the gushy feelings you get when you think of your partner help you fend off these threats.”

So it really seems true that love triumphs all or most of the obstacles. :-)

Success!

I just want to thank Dr. L.B. Verma sir for treating the subject history the way it should be treated. Whatever understanding I have of history, is solely due to his way of teaching. I remember students from other disciplines used to come and attend his class and if there was no place to sit, students preferred to stand at the back of the class and listened to him. Its because of him we used to understand how a mere common man defeated mighty emperors and church priests and they had to give up their power to the common man in the form of democracy. I don’t know where he is today. But I know one fact, a teacher affects eternity. Its really true when I think about Verma sir. I wish he can read my poem. He will perfectly understand what I am trying to convey.

Success!

Another reason to float on cloud nine
World’s most envied automobile, at my doorsteps!!
Father! Come & look at your birthday present..

Later my son later, right now I am busy,
Busy?
Father, talking to a perfect non entity and
Busy ?

Father! You will never be a success!!
I can’t thrust it upon you anymore
You refuse to join the list of also arrived!
I shouted down the frustration of my entire life..

Calm down my son. Calm down.
I always defied those instruments which,
Standardize me, classify me, categorize me..
I laughed out loud,
Always!

Just crosscheck, my son, when the King tried
To dictate terms on me,
I’d proclaimed proudly
Liberty! Equality! Fraternity!

Crosscheck, my son what happened to the priest,
When the priest issued the passport to heaven,
I have confined him to the pages of books
Today you have to sit in the lap of history
To search for his power!!

If the circumference of the human intelligence
Has shrunken so miserably, then
It is high time, My Son! Learn from history,
And don’t decide for me, overtly or covertly,
What is success!
Because History ever repeats itself!!!