Mournful silence pervaded the room. The gloom was palpable. The sole bread earner had gone, leaving a pile of debts for the living. The gloom was not so much for the loss of a human being as it was at the thought of clearing the debts. Life had become a punishment.
Death a reward.
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Vulgarity
Corporate Affairs Minister Salman Khurshid has announced that CEOs should not be paid ‘vulgar’ salaries. This from a minister of a party which has announced spending Rs.350/- crores on building a statue in the Arabian sea off the Mumbai coast!
And this at a time when the state is reeling under severe drought conditions and farmers are committing suicide. There is a severe power shortage and is in dire need of power generation and distribution in the financial capital of the country – Mumbai which also happens to be the capital of Maharashtra.
Why are we or our politicians so obsessed with doing something for the dead at the expense of the living?!
What is vulgar? – The CEO’s salary or the money being spent on monuments for the dead and gone?
And this at a time when the state is reeling under severe drought conditions and farmers are committing suicide. There is a severe power shortage and is in dire need of power generation and distribution in the financial capital of the country – Mumbai which also happens to be the capital of Maharashtra.
Why are we or our politicians so obsessed with doing something for the dead at the expense of the living?!
What is vulgar? – The CEO’s salary or the money being spent on monuments for the dead and gone?
Sunday, October 4, 2009
The red dot
The red dot on a woman’s forehead is a display of marital bliss. The violence with which it is erased on the death of her husband reinforces this belief.
Sumedha smiled at the thought of how the red dot was like a beacon of hope to all those lecherous old men who thought nothing of hugging her lustily in the garb of fatherly love. This was particularly evident when Suraj was away on a business trip.
There was no way she could complain about it as there was nothing in their action of hugging that seemed inappropriate. Only the person being hugged would know. She tried resisting a couple of times but was misunderstood as being disrespectful! To maintain a harmonious ambiance in the family she gave in.
She blogged and vent her frustration against all of them, thanks to the anonymity the blogging world offered. And thus maintained her sanity to live and carry on the fight to another level someday.
Sumedha smiled at the thought of how the red dot was like a beacon of hope to all those lecherous old men who thought nothing of hugging her lustily in the garb of fatherly love. This was particularly evident when Suraj was away on a business trip.
There was no way she could complain about it as there was nothing in their action of hugging that seemed inappropriate. Only the person being hugged would know. She tried resisting a couple of times but was misunderstood as being disrespectful! To maintain a harmonious ambiance in the family she gave in.
She blogged and vent her frustration against all of them, thanks to the anonymity the blogging world offered. And thus maintained her sanity to live and carry on the fight to another level someday.
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