When the Blog Bully goes calling, even the mightiest bloggers quake in their shoes. Have you been struck — yet?
I have no choice in the matter,’ is an oft heard statement uttered in various contexts in varied states of helplessness. But contrary to belief, we all have choices, more than we can ever imagine. It is when and if we make them, that determines how we shape our lives.
Our sisters from rural India are sadly relegated to the periphery of social and economic development despite their vast and untapped potential. And yet they hold on to their dignity and spirit through the struggles of life, fighting to find a toe-hold — if only they could only find one!
Festivals need not be tension-ridden because they come with a whole lot of rituals attached to them. Why not follow our own rituals and make them enjoyable and meaningful?
An entire nation held its collective breath for a win in a sport other than cricket when Mary Kom, took on Nicola Adams in the semi-finals of the inaugural event at the London Olympics earlier in the evening. Her loss still earned her the bronze medal and gave the country its biggest haul of medals in an Olympics.
We take a lot of things in life for granted, the most important being life itself. Not just ours, but even that of others close to us. We forget that life comes with no guarantee and no expiry date and so we merrily take people and relationships for granted.
Far from feeling carefree like butterflies and enjoying their childhood, our kids might actually be glad to leave their childhood behind them, considering how many of them are being pushed to excel by their parents!
Time hangs heavily on our hands some times, but when we want to hold on to it, it fleets past – as it did in the last couple of months while I jealously hoarded the memories….
A child is a child, no matter if she is born in a slum or in a palace. She deserves the best. So if you cannot give her the best, at least do not let her have the worst. Or is it asking too much?
I can understand the need to protect children from visuals of violence and perversion that are aired and published with such impunity by the irresponsible media. But the plight of the poor and powerless is not something that needs to be kept hidden from our children. How else would they come to know of the other side of the society? Wouldn’t they grow up into believing that only Chhota Bhim and Dora’s world are real and cute and the maid’s child is ‘dirty’ ? And wouldn’t they thus grow into insensitive adults who shun such realities to avoid being ‘depressed’?