Aluva River.....

October 2nd 2012

.......caught while coming back from thrissur in a train.

Caught while Travelling to Thrissur to wish my cousin "happy birthday"

 My camera had trespassed an unknown guy's land while I was travelling in a train  to catch some of these sensitive pictures...Yet, I'm not in jail... Now thats how you should trespass...!! Approach me if you need further training......

 Route: Ernakulam - Thrissur

Date: 2/10/2012

 

 

Youth! Don't read this blogpost: Its the note of a Crazy 18-year-old Grandma

So, I was wondering about what to write and that's when a name came across my mind.."MEENAKSHI MADHAVAN".... The symbol of new Urban India..? Is that really true??.. If it is true, then I should say that you are reading the blog of an 18-year-old- Grandma.... Because, I'm going to refute your opinion ... So, either leave or debate.......

My God! I guess my last line sounded me like a Hitler or Hosni... Just cool down... Anyway, lets get talking about the point...

1) I don't agree with Meenakshi because of her Emanicipated Woman's View.. Its not a view over which she has a patent or something .. Millions share this view and it goes like this:

You have a mini-skirt in your closet? You party at nightclubs? You had a 1000 ex-boyfriends/girlfriends? 10000 one night stands and if you are living-in right now?  WOW! You should lead the feminist movement of the country ...


Honestly, whats gotten into you? Is this what feminism is all about..? Freedom to flirting and to lecture flirting??...

If so, then, this 18-year-old Grandma and you are not on the same page..

For this Grandma, feminism is not about one night stands and living- ins .. For this Grandma, western culture is not about dating and miniskirts...
This Grandma, believes that feminism is acheived when women starts respecting each other and when mothers teach their sons and daughters  to respect another woman. And this stupid Grandma thinks that western culture firstly, taught their men to see women as human (not sexual) beings and then, introduced the miniskirts rather than the other way round. And this brainless Grandma thinks that western culture is not only about dating, boozing and miniskirts but also about, hardworking, dedication, cleanliness (espectially on the streets), altruism and many such values

But what this Grandma is not understanding is that why is today's children not writing about the other values that we talked about... Well, whats a Curry without Masala, right?????? HAHAHA...


Don't take it seriously Meenakshi Beti and all other teeny-tiny cutie children... I am an 18-year old Grandma..What do I know, afterall???  

My day in the hospital

              This was a poem that I wrote for Reading Hour Magazine. Apparently, It didn't got published but unlike my previous two attempts, I got a feedback by email. It said, ''Dear Jane, Thank you for writing - am sorry we can't publish the poem. All the best..." .. Was that a great feedback, I don't know.. Anyway, here's my poem about a typical Indian government hospital .....

 

                           My Day in the  Hospital…

                                                                                     

                                                                              By Jane Mary Kurian

A  cough,  A sneeze. And-

I  knew  what  I  was  looking  at.

A  Hospital, with  floors  swept  in  Eve’s  time,

walls  boasted  of  cobwebs,  Paans  and  gums .

“A  government  hospital  indeed,” I  said.

I  joined  the  queue  to  consult  the  doctor,

But  the  queue  grew  larger  and  larger

Yet  patience  lived  among  the  patients.

It  might  be  dusk  when  the  name  gets  called

Yet   there’s  hope  that  it  would  get  called.

Hence,  I  stood  there  with  all  my  neighbours.

The  time’s  ticking  away, faster  and  faster,

So  did  the  casualty  room  near  me  grew  larger-

With  bruises  and  fractures  and  deaths  by  night.

So  did  new  friendships  in  the  Queue-

 Starting  from  what’s  your  disease   to –

What  might  be  your  disease  tomorrow..

While  the  disease  horoscopes  and  theories  got  busy,

The  day  ran  faster  crossing  its  24hour  limits.

Finally,  my  name  was  called. “Breathe..”

I  stepped  in  and  came  out  with  a  list,

Yet  still  confused  on  whether  the  doctor-

Had  cared to  look  up  from  his  note  to  my  face.

“I  don’t  know. Still  I  got  a  list  in  my  hand.”

But  Before  stepping  out  of  the  premises,

 I  turned  back  and  offered  a  smiling  goodbye-

To  my  new-found  friends. Then,  I  stepped  out,

To  find  a  shop  working  27hours  a  day..

Because  my  day  in  the  hospital-

Had  crossed  24hours  limit,  my  friend!!!

A letter to Sonakshi Sinha

Sonakshi Sinha...

And why exactly, I prefer Sonakshi Sinha to all other Bollywood Gals???...

 Thats the topic of today's discussion..

Apparently, bollywood actors are not anymore Actors and Actresses.. They are Six-Pack men and Item Dance Gals.. Not to mention, the Bollywood Scripts, which only talk about the much-cooked-up Super-rich urban class's story which would sound alien even to Bill Gates and Ambaniss....

Surprisingly, in the midst of all these fanfare, there exists a Gal - Sonakshi.. Who is, fortunately, nowhere near the manly muscled Size-zero body (why raising the eyebrows?? Haven't you seen Bipasha yet???) . Neither is she , the I-will-speak-and-wear-only-English Type.
She doesn't feel ashamed for acting the role of an ordinary Indian Gal who isn't civilised enough to understand the 21st century moral values comprising of one-night stands , living -in,...etc..... In her films, there is something about an ordinary Indian... I guess, she is not coming from Planet Bollywood then.

And thats why I love her.. Now-a-days, when I sit with my family  to watch a bollywood movie, either I am left wondering  about the planet from where that scripts and the surroundings were drawn or I am rushing to shut my childrens' eyes from watching the Item Gals' Home-Delivered- Bar-Dance-cum-Porn...

Anyway, Sonakshi has not decided to entertain India with Home-Delivered- Bar-Dance-cum-Porn...Thats one good news... She is neither scorning at the Indian culture for its boring (or so did planet bollywood think)mere-sapnom-ka-rani-ka love and marriage  .. And ,Thats two good news..

 My dear Sonakshi Madam, my only request to you is don't leave India for Planet Bollywood.. Don't reduce your pounds to become the skeleton-muscle-protruding size-zero Item Gal ..Teach the Six-pack-Men and Half-Naked Gals that you need not be a stripper to get a few fans on twitter....

And I'm sure a lot of Indians would nod with me when I say this-**** Sonakshi Mam, with all due respect, Plssss, don't shed those kilos...  You look absolutely cute, beautiful and chubby in this form and espectially, when you are in your desi avatar..  ***

 India will always love you for your gorgeous Indian face and amazing personality.. Keep it alive... Won't you????????

When the David didn't have his slingshot ; When the Emperor fiddled while Rome burned

I don't understand a few things about this world....


First,  why do our 21st century Davids go to war with Goliaths , if they lack their slingshot, afterall.....???????


Second, why is that the people who had fought tooth and nail to become the Emperor of Rome, fiddle while Rome burns???????


And these questions are not aimed at you but at Pakistan and India, respectively...

I simply don't understand why Pakistan is keeping on scratching India like a headless chicken.. I know that they are desperate for a war but what is itching them so much to declare a war right  now??.. Don't take offense... But the whole world knows that India is superior to Pakistan, in terms of defense strength and she can fight it out.... I guess PAK is expecting China to back her and so will China.....

 But Remember this though-  David maybe supported by the whole Israel army, but if he lacks his slingshot (in other words, the wisdom that takes down the stronger men), Goliath will beat him up... For Sure....


And my second question is to India... Mr. Manmohan and Mrs. Sonia, what in the hell are you doing? Watching TV? ? No... You might be engaged in the Debate about Reservation Quotas .. Am I right???... I haven't ever heard about such a weak government ruling India.. Sorry, I think I made a mistake.. I should have said weak leadership, not government.. Its because, the country has excellent educated corrupt-clean ministers at the centre but they are either withdrawing themselves or being pushed back , letting the tainted ones like Chidambaram to hold the important portfolios...

 Now, back to our topic...Your jawans were not only killed but beheaded.. What else do you need to take a tougher stand??? I won't blame AK Antony though.. Because, I have read about his past and he is a man known for his stern, clean actions.. But he could take a stern decision only if you allow him Soniaji. So, please Soniaji, this has came way too much... Please, stop worrying about your Vote-bank and let the clean ministers rule the country atleast once... Allow the defense forces to take a stern stand.. And Mrs.Italian, if you have the kindness to look back at how India was ruled, you would find that this nonchalant approach (even after so much humiliation and provocation from PAK) is unprecedented in the country's history...... I should say here that, Pakistan is more sincere to their people.. Don't you think so??? When one of their jawans died, they summoned the Indian Commissioner and questioned him.. But what did Indian Leadership do, other than "considering other options"....

All I am asking to you is ......
"Goddamn it!!!!!  Stop fiddling While Rome Burns..."



P.S.....Oh my Indian government!  if you had moved your pace in the way you did for rushing the cremation of our Nirbhaya (shame on you , cunning wolfs to do such a disrespectful act towards her soul) , Pakistan would not have even dared to behead those soldiers.....

finally, The End of My Exile begins

Its been a decade , I guess, since I have scribbled something on this blog. .. Phew! what a shame!.. Shame, not only on my self-imposed exile but also on my old posts..  When I read those posts now, I feel like calling myself a  "freak!!!!!!".......  Seriously, I can't imagine what provoked me to scribble all those stupid things.... But I am not prepared to delete it..  It feels definitely stupid and awkward to read your Crazy Past Thoughts .. but the good thing is that it gives you a revelation about how much you changed and also, it helps you to evaluate yourself in a third person's perspective.....

Right????????????????????????