The headline jumped at me from the newspapers in the morning — India is second only to Afghanistan in gender bias and consequently crimes against women in South Asia. Though it makes me mad, I am not going to write about gender inequality. There are more qualified feminist and other blogs that would do a great job of it. I am in no mood for the routine male bashing, in-laws bashing, marriage bashing, tradition and culture bashing, religion bashing, Khap…all touted as being the causes for the state that women in our country are in. I am mad at an entirely different thing. Read the post and tell me if my anger is justified or not.
Sitting by the Ganga, I feel a kinship with her. She is my soulmate, providing tranquility to my clamorous mind.
The other day an sms growled at me: ‘Could you do a guest post for my blog? You can write on anything,’ ( in corresponding sms lingo of course) Now if you are wondering how an sms can growl and if I have some latest gadget that allows ‘speaking sms’ or something, let me enlighten […]
We were supposed to be laughing or at least smiling. Crunch, crunch…The popcorn kept us awake as we waited with bated breath for the comedy scenes to begin.
Jagjit Singh took ghazals out of exclusive mehfils and brought them within the reach of the common man. His voice was like honey — flowing smoothly and soothing the heart of the listener. His demise has created a void that will be hard to fill….
While the Haves seemingly are better off and hold all the cards, the Have-nots hold the ultimate weapon to get back at them.
It is time for the saas-bahu serials to take a break. The new TRP mantra is here…to stay.
The government had better wake up and fast but it seems to be in deep slumber and lost in wonderful dreams of a victory in its much touted War on Terror. It obviously thinks that by just giving statements and visiting victims in hospitals after every terror attack it can gain ‘victory’.
My mother insisted that I sang well. Have you ever seen a mother who thought anything but the best about her child?
Even hole-in-the-wall private nursing homes and clinics often have expensive diagnostic equipment to attract gullible patients who are made to undergo superfluous tests and investigations.
As we prepare to celebrate yet another edition of Independence Day, take a look at a young boy’s coming to terms with freedom lost and regained. A lesson for us too…
Teejan Bai, the rustic, unlettered folk artiste from Chattisgarh has the distinction of being the cultural ambassador of India having travelled round the world singing her own style of Pandvani of which she is the ‘director, actor, composer and singer.’
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