Tag Archives: Delhi
Close encounters of the river kind
Though I had lived in cities with some beautiful rivers, it wasn’t till I set my eyes on the Ganga that I fell in love with a river for the first time in my life.
Are the ‘power’ful women listening?
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.
Dilliwalon ko gussa kyon aata hai?
Anger has become synonymous with power, strength and superiority. What’s more, the angry person feels self-righteous about the emotion. Anyone who is accommodating and considerate is either considered weak or the behaviour dubbed as sham. Putting oneself before everyone else is a virtue and highly recommended.