Precisely at 3:30 every evening, when I step into my home, I find my mother’s warm, welcoming smile greeting me. The following cup of coffee, the snacks she makes and her patient listening is all a child requires. At precisely the same 3.30 in the evening, when the door is locked and I have to unlock it and make myself a cup of coffee, the steam does not come from the coffee but my ears! Anger, irritation and all the other negative emotions take over the system.
“Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own”, said Aristotle. Ignoring the pun, one sure knows what value our mothers hold.
Even if we belong to the middle-aged group, our mothers will be the same and I am sure we hear the common dialogue from them, “You are my baby even if you are this old!”
Our movies have portrayed the ‘mother sentiment’ countless times. Be it the ‘Mere paas maa hai’ dialogue or our Southern super star’s take on the importance of mothers in every opening song of his.
Forget those who deny their parents the basic love, but in general, most of us depend on our mothers for almost everything in life. When a single day without her can be so alarming, what if she leaves us for good?
Such is the looming fate, the unfortunate fate of a mother who nurtures her kids for 16 weeks in her womb with all the love and affection just as ours. But her life hangs on a wire and the possibility of she being able to see her kids grow is bleak. The mortality rate of her kids is also high; approximately 50% do not survive to reach two years. Even if they do manage to survive, her own likelihood of survival is weak.
The cause for her and her poor babies’ premature death- US! Yes, in a way, through illegal trade, as means of subsistence and many more reasons, we are contributing to the extinction of the beloved mother and her family; the family of tigers. Thanks to us, we have already contributed to the extinction of 3 of her relative species; The Bali, Caspian, and Javan tigers and the fourth, the South China tiger is on its way to becoming extinct.
What would a husband do without his mother and wife? What would children would without their mother? The same rule applies to them as well. We, as humans, have absolutely no rights to deprive them of their loved ones. One mother gone, the entire family loses its backbone. With no mothers, what will the males do? Where do the offspring come from?
Let’s give these babies the joy of having their mothers around. SAVE THE TIGERS!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Wedding Vows...
Love stories are not new to our country. Be it movies, TV serials, participants of a reality show falling in love, anything; cupid never fails to strike! On screen, in books; it seems very gay so much so that we’d cry if the ones in love do not have a happy ending! ‘They lived happily ever after’ is a mandatory climax!
However, when you go back in time, cupid has been successful, but fate intervened and had in store some very bad things. No, it is not just about Romeo-Juliet, but our very own Laila-Majnu, Devdas-Paro and so on have either met tragic deaths or succumbing to self-imposing death.
In India, the system of ‘love marriage’ did not exist at all till up to 2 decades maybe. Only actors and actresses could fall in love and get married. Otherwise there was no such concept at all. Reasons were plenty; women were never allowed to study. So where could men actually find their soul mate in someone? And most families preferred to find prospective grooms/brides within the family so that the ties in the family prolong. In the case of child marriages, if the boy was to die for some reason, the poor girl child was confined to her in-laws’ house for the rest of her life.
Reasons can be plenty, but when it comes to love marriage, the change from then and now can be attributed to women education. As mentioned earlier, women were not allowed to be sent to schools, or if they ever did go, not beyond class 10. Hence the concept was almost nil. Parents would find the entire process of groom/bride searching very exciting and innumerable ‘tables’ with the 9 planets’ standings would be exchanged and matched. Unfortunately, the people in question had to make do with mere looks, sometimes at the time of the marriage even! Some even today stand by this tradition, calling it a system with lots of excitement in store!
Next came the trend of women being sent for higher education where interactions with the opposite sex began. What may have stated as something new, had turned into a daily affair now. Amidst the concept in question came platonic relationships, one night stands and what not? This reminds me of Chetan Bhagat’s latest read, “2 States: Story of my Marriage”, where, in four simple sentences, explains what love marriage is in India. It could not have been portrayed better.
“Boy loves Girl. Girl loves Boy.
Girl's family has to love boy. Boy's family has to love girl.
Girl's Family has to love Boy's Family. Boy's family has to love girl's family.
Girl and Boy still love each other. They get married.”
In general, the above still holds good today. Parents are open to their kids falling in love but with a lot of strings of course! For example, I knew of a household whose parents would advice their son that he was free to find his better half provided she came under the main umbrella of the caste! Ex: A Brahmin was mandatory; a Tamil or a Kannadiga didn’t matter!
This is not the end however! Trends are changing further! Just recently I overheard my mother and her friends chatting. One of them was in the process of groom searching and she was supposedly having a tough time. If the boy had looks, his income wasn’t enough and vice versa. Further, the girl was clear that will not be marrying if she was to live with her in laws, was not allowed to work and so on. The poor mother suffered from peer pressure, family pressure that she was not marrying off her daughter at the right time, pressure from her own daughter who had her own list of terms and conditions.
What she said at last surprised me instantly! “How I wish these girls just find their own men. These days they get mature so soon, I am sure they would not make the wrong choice when they have already made their conditions. It saves us all the trouble of having to find a groom, making sure his family is good and so on.”
Though what the mother said is not applicable to many families in the country, the trend is surely changing. More and more parents are now open and are ready to take a chance of letting their kids choose their partners. In the world of live-ins and homosexuality, those who choose to be straight and make plans of living with the opposite sex, marriage options are surely becoming broader in our country!
However, when you go back in time, cupid has been successful, but fate intervened and had in store some very bad things. No, it is not just about Romeo-Juliet, but our very own Laila-Majnu, Devdas-Paro and so on have either met tragic deaths or succumbing to self-imposing death.
In India, the system of ‘love marriage’ did not exist at all till up to 2 decades maybe. Only actors and actresses could fall in love and get married. Otherwise there was no such concept at all. Reasons were plenty; women were never allowed to study. So where could men actually find their soul mate in someone? And most families preferred to find prospective grooms/brides within the family so that the ties in the family prolong. In the case of child marriages, if the boy was to die for some reason, the poor girl child was confined to her in-laws’ house for the rest of her life.
Reasons can be plenty, but when it comes to love marriage, the change from then and now can be attributed to women education. As mentioned earlier, women were not allowed to be sent to schools, or if they ever did go, not beyond class 10. Hence the concept was almost nil. Parents would find the entire process of groom/bride searching very exciting and innumerable ‘tables’ with the 9 planets’ standings would be exchanged and matched. Unfortunately, the people in question had to make do with mere looks, sometimes at the time of the marriage even! Some even today stand by this tradition, calling it a system with lots of excitement in store!
Next came the trend of women being sent for higher education where interactions with the opposite sex began. What may have stated as something new, had turned into a daily affair now. Amidst the concept in question came platonic relationships, one night stands and what not? This reminds me of Chetan Bhagat’s latest read, “2 States: Story of my Marriage”, where, in four simple sentences, explains what love marriage is in India. It could not have been portrayed better.
“Boy loves Girl. Girl loves Boy.
Girl's family has to love boy. Boy's family has to love girl.
Girl's Family has to love Boy's Family. Boy's family has to love girl's family.
Girl and Boy still love each other. They get married.”
In general, the above still holds good today. Parents are open to their kids falling in love but with a lot of strings of course! For example, I knew of a household whose parents would advice their son that he was free to find his better half provided she came under the main umbrella of the caste! Ex: A Brahmin was mandatory; a Tamil or a Kannadiga didn’t matter!
This is not the end however! Trends are changing further! Just recently I overheard my mother and her friends chatting. One of them was in the process of groom searching and she was supposedly having a tough time. If the boy had looks, his income wasn’t enough and vice versa. Further, the girl was clear that will not be marrying if she was to live with her in laws, was not allowed to work and so on. The poor mother suffered from peer pressure, family pressure that she was not marrying off her daughter at the right time, pressure from her own daughter who had her own list of terms and conditions.
What she said at last surprised me instantly! “How I wish these girls just find their own men. These days they get mature so soon, I am sure they would not make the wrong choice when they have already made their conditions. It saves us all the trouble of having to find a groom, making sure his family is good and so on.”
Though what the mother said is not applicable to many families in the country, the trend is surely changing. More and more parents are now open and are ready to take a chance of letting their kids choose their partners. In the world of live-ins and homosexuality, those who choose to be straight and make plans of living with the opposite sex, marriage options are surely becoming broader in our country!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Metro blues continue…
If there were a hundred reasons for the citizens of Bangalore to frown upon the ongoing metro work, I just found another!
Just yesterday in class, discussions as to how the metro rail works were faring was on and it all boiled down to the most essential problem – traffic, quite but naturally. Some call it the most overrated topic at present but also imperative in more ways than one. Hard to believe, but it took me over an hour to reach Rajajinagar from Malleswaram! (For those who are not aware of these areas and their distances; Malleshwaram and Rajajinagar are residential areas situated in the north of Bangalore and they are at a distance of about 4 kilometres!)
The auto rickshaw driver couldn’t hide his frustration and so couldn’t I! He made the following observations and they did make lots of sense:
1. The number of vehicles on road are just increasing and by 2012 which is supposedly the deadline for the Metro rails to begin functioning, the number is sure not going to decrease. Nobody is going to sell his vehicle and commute by these trains.
2. The Volvo buses running in the city currently have seen a decline in the number of commuters. By paying an amount more than the fares of normal buses; say they do not get a seat to sit, why would they want to take the Volvo then? They rather pay 5 or 10 bucks lesser and travel comfortably in our autos.
Travelling comfortably is what he claims and vouches for; safety I surely can’t vouch for! Anyway that apart, what he said did make sense to a large extent.
With all the collapses witnessed, Bangalore is sure apprehensive about the entire project. Moreover, my lecturer informed us that recently a study was conducted where it was found that the authorities in-charge were not even aware of who actually initiated the idea of having the Metro Rail in the city! Yes, we have the developers and the planning body, but under whose initiation, they were not aware of.
The 101st reason I was talking about came in the form of my domestic help. She lives in an area where the Metro work has to begin. The authorities have allocated houses for them in another locality and they are to move out within a deadline.
My domestic help is just 24 years old with 2 children; the boy who is 5 and is studying in an English medium school and a girl who is just 2.5 years old. It is a matter of pride that at 24, an uneducated woman with 2 growing children and an alcoholic husband is working really hard so that her kids can afford an English medium school!
Many domestic helps are sending their children to schools run by the government and due to lack of facilities, lethargy from the authorities’ side and so on, most kids eventually drop out and take to other odd jobs. But this lady from the very same community is ready to spend that extra hour, stretch that extra muscle to earn that extra rupee to send her kids to a good school. And here comes a railway project asking her to relocate.
Yes, one may say just ask her to get her children admitted to another school in the new locality. But we are all aware of how our system functions and I do not need to elaborate. It is not about questioning the system right now, but I really pity the poor woman. Her alcoholic husband and mother-in-law have absolutely no issues in relocating, but she fears the near future of her kids and rightly so. She says she’s rather look for a house in the same area again and pay rent by renting out the house which the government has allocated for her family.
It is first of all rare to see this section of our society coming forward and trying to brighten their kids’ future and now a project as this is just turning out to be a hurdle. Like adding feathers to one’s cap in terms of achievements, the ‘Namma Metro’ project is adding many feathers for the wrong reasons.
Just yesterday in class, discussions as to how the metro rail works were faring was on and it all boiled down to the most essential problem – traffic, quite but naturally. Some call it the most overrated topic at present but also imperative in more ways than one. Hard to believe, but it took me over an hour to reach Rajajinagar from Malleswaram! (For those who are not aware of these areas and their distances; Malleshwaram and Rajajinagar are residential areas situated in the north of Bangalore and they are at a distance of about 4 kilometres!)
The auto rickshaw driver couldn’t hide his frustration and so couldn’t I! He made the following observations and they did make lots of sense:
1. The number of vehicles on road are just increasing and by 2012 which is supposedly the deadline for the Metro rails to begin functioning, the number is sure not going to decrease. Nobody is going to sell his vehicle and commute by these trains.
2. The Volvo buses running in the city currently have seen a decline in the number of commuters. By paying an amount more than the fares of normal buses; say they do not get a seat to sit, why would they want to take the Volvo then? They rather pay 5 or 10 bucks lesser and travel comfortably in our autos.
Travelling comfortably is what he claims and vouches for; safety I surely can’t vouch for! Anyway that apart, what he said did make sense to a large extent.
With all the collapses witnessed, Bangalore is sure apprehensive about the entire project. Moreover, my lecturer informed us that recently a study was conducted where it was found that the authorities in-charge were not even aware of who actually initiated the idea of having the Metro Rail in the city! Yes, we have the developers and the planning body, but under whose initiation, they were not aware of.
The 101st reason I was talking about came in the form of my domestic help. She lives in an area where the Metro work has to begin. The authorities have allocated houses for them in another locality and they are to move out within a deadline.
My domestic help is just 24 years old with 2 children; the boy who is 5 and is studying in an English medium school and a girl who is just 2.5 years old. It is a matter of pride that at 24, an uneducated woman with 2 growing children and an alcoholic husband is working really hard so that her kids can afford an English medium school!
Many domestic helps are sending their children to schools run by the government and due to lack of facilities, lethargy from the authorities’ side and so on, most kids eventually drop out and take to other odd jobs. But this lady from the very same community is ready to spend that extra hour, stretch that extra muscle to earn that extra rupee to send her kids to a good school. And here comes a railway project asking her to relocate.
Yes, one may say just ask her to get her children admitted to another school in the new locality. But we are all aware of how our system functions and I do not need to elaborate. It is not about questioning the system right now, but I really pity the poor woman. Her alcoholic husband and mother-in-law have absolutely no issues in relocating, but she fears the near future of her kids and rightly so. She says she’s rather look for a house in the same area again and pay rent by renting out the house which the government has allocated for her family.
It is first of all rare to see this section of our society coming forward and trying to brighten their kids’ future and now a project as this is just turning out to be a hurdle. Like adding feathers to one’s cap in terms of achievements, the ‘Namma Metro’ project is adding many feathers for the wrong reasons.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
A very happy birthday indeed!
When in college, any friend’s birthday coming up will be preceded by tonnes of planning in terms of gifts, where to go out, where to hang out later and so on. Budgeting would creep in, testing both the friends’ and the birthday baby’s finance managing skills! I remember in school, it would just be a one-to-one basis; one buying a gift for the one celebrating his/her birthday and there was no concept of pooling in the resources! I am sure kids these days may be following it, but I am talking about say 6-7 years ago!
Eventually the brunt of paying the bill has to be borne by the one celebrating the special day! One’s own money or the dad’s is another matter. After the lovely college days, most of my friends got into jobs and the only time we’d catch up or at least I did so was during their birthdays! So we’d get together and spend loads of time at a coffee shop, meet over lunch and do the usual stuff!
Why talk about the money? It really doesn’t matter when it has to do with sharing lovely moments with the people you want to, but I think it would be great to channelize the financial resources in a meaningful way, at least on a day as this!
One fine day, three of us who shared our birthdays in the same month decided to spend our day, of course, with the rest of them as well, in an orphanage by providing a meal for all the kids. One tends to get emotionally weak while visiting orphanages, old age homes etc and so were we. The happiness on the kids’ faces of being able to eat a piece of cake, munch on yummy chocolates was a delight to watch. It seemed like an extravagant feast for them.
We all go out even otherwise to posh restaurants, on the umpteen movie tickets without thinking twice. On a birthday, the run of the mill going out and chatting sessions can surely be made different by spending time and other resources in other meaningful places.
An eye opener was when a kid threw a question at us. “Akka (sister), you all come just on one day and spend time with us, feed us; then for days you are gone! Why don’t you come more often?” It was not exactly a slap on the face but it definitely was something to think about. Today, where corporate social responsibility is being highly placed in every organization, various ways of helping the socially deprived has arisen. Some people fund children’s education for some years, some feed them on special occasions, buy them stationary and so on. But as the kid mentioned, we are there in a jiffy and gone the very next instant.
Yes, time is a big constraint but there are people who take time out and visit such places; read out the aged, write answers for the blind in exams and so on. We can start on our birthday and surely take time out on not so special occasions too and make a big difference in such people’s lives.
We started on our birthdays and will surely practice, to our capabilities, what I preached till now!
Eventually the brunt of paying the bill has to be borne by the one celebrating the special day! One’s own money or the dad’s is another matter. After the lovely college days, most of my friends got into jobs and the only time we’d catch up or at least I did so was during their birthdays! So we’d get together and spend loads of time at a coffee shop, meet over lunch and do the usual stuff!
Why talk about the money? It really doesn’t matter when it has to do with sharing lovely moments with the people you want to, but I think it would be great to channelize the financial resources in a meaningful way, at least on a day as this!
One fine day, three of us who shared our birthdays in the same month decided to spend our day, of course, with the rest of them as well, in an orphanage by providing a meal for all the kids. One tends to get emotionally weak while visiting orphanages, old age homes etc and so were we. The happiness on the kids’ faces of being able to eat a piece of cake, munch on yummy chocolates was a delight to watch. It seemed like an extravagant feast for them.
We all go out even otherwise to posh restaurants, on the umpteen movie tickets without thinking twice. On a birthday, the run of the mill going out and chatting sessions can surely be made different by spending time and other resources in other meaningful places.
An eye opener was when a kid threw a question at us. “Akka (sister), you all come just on one day and spend time with us, feed us; then for days you are gone! Why don’t you come more often?” It was not exactly a slap on the face but it definitely was something to think about. Today, where corporate social responsibility is being highly placed in every organization, various ways of helping the socially deprived has arisen. Some people fund children’s education for some years, some feed them on special occasions, buy them stationary and so on. But as the kid mentioned, we are there in a jiffy and gone the very next instant.
Yes, time is a big constraint but there are people who take time out and visit such places; read out the aged, write answers for the blind in exams and so on. We can start on our birthday and surely take time out on not so special occasions too and make a big difference in such people’s lives.
We started on our birthdays and will surely practice, to our capabilities, what I preached till now!
Monday, January 4, 2010
Lament of a concerned Indian!
The death of Nitin Garg, an Indian, working in Australia didn’t come as a surprise to me. It was to happen soon. My biggest surprise is that we Indians still want to get out of our own country and settle down in such places after being fully aware of such incidents.
Personally, my own childhood friend lost his eyesight due to a racial attack in Australia a couple of years ago and I was devastated. Being my own age, he had his entire life ahead of him. Even if it weren’t his own choice to go settle down abroad, his dad got a job offer which he couldn’t decline.
What is it that we Indians do not get here which entices so many thousands and lakhs of the citizens to move out? Is it the dough, the standard of living, pride or what? Frankly, I have not stepped out of my country in the 23 years of my living, which may not qualify me to talk about this topic, but after seeing so many incidents, reading about them and so on, my questions and curiosity just keep mounting!
When I was 15 or so, a whole bunch of older guys and girls in my apartment left their homes to pursue their higher education abroad. The whole apartment went silent and for about a few months, it felt eerie actually. Most of the fun was lost. However, there emerged two sets of parents, both proud of course! One not worried about the tons of money which has gone in the form of education fees and so on, but just the sheer pride of being able to tell everyone else that their sons or daughters were studying in an elite school. The other set, proud yes, but worried if all the savings spent on sending the kids would reap them any benefits, if any.
They are all well settled now but then the yearning to come back to their own country and homes is seen quite clearly. Initially after completing their education, they’d definitely want to stay back for some years to get back what they invested or maybe more. But at what mental and emotional cost?
Other than corruption controlling the country, I frankly think our country lacks nothing. You can walk on the streets with absolutely no fear of being attacked just ‘because you’re NOT FAIR! Here in India, only women cannot get out after a certain time for the fear of being raped or whatever. In other countries, even our much revered men have to watch their backs! Men are treated like God here and there, worse than a dog!
So what if you get a salary in mere Indian rupees? So what if you have to walk down the street and buy veggies in a broken wooden gaadi? It is not about earning in dollars or pounds, going to a mall every other day and being able to afford a Gucci or a Louis Vitton. When you’re not well, it’s about getting that hot cup of chai from your loved one and not having to make one yourself.
And why choose countries which are known for racial discrimination? Half the society must be behind bars by now for all the atrocity done. There’s no point in pointing fingers at wasted people. We’d rather live where we belong, where we are wanted and where there are no uncalled-for fears.
The direct causes of suffering are desire or craving, and ignorance – Lord Buddha.
Personally, my own childhood friend lost his eyesight due to a racial attack in Australia a couple of years ago and I was devastated. Being my own age, he had his entire life ahead of him. Even if it weren’t his own choice to go settle down abroad, his dad got a job offer which he couldn’t decline.
What is it that we Indians do not get here which entices so many thousands and lakhs of the citizens to move out? Is it the dough, the standard of living, pride or what? Frankly, I have not stepped out of my country in the 23 years of my living, which may not qualify me to talk about this topic, but after seeing so many incidents, reading about them and so on, my questions and curiosity just keep mounting!
When I was 15 or so, a whole bunch of older guys and girls in my apartment left their homes to pursue their higher education abroad. The whole apartment went silent and for about a few months, it felt eerie actually. Most of the fun was lost. However, there emerged two sets of parents, both proud of course! One not worried about the tons of money which has gone in the form of education fees and so on, but just the sheer pride of being able to tell everyone else that their sons or daughters were studying in an elite school. The other set, proud yes, but worried if all the savings spent on sending the kids would reap them any benefits, if any.
They are all well settled now but then the yearning to come back to their own country and homes is seen quite clearly. Initially after completing their education, they’d definitely want to stay back for some years to get back what they invested or maybe more. But at what mental and emotional cost?
Other than corruption controlling the country, I frankly think our country lacks nothing. You can walk on the streets with absolutely no fear of being attacked just ‘because you’re NOT FAIR! Here in India, only women cannot get out after a certain time for the fear of being raped or whatever. In other countries, even our much revered men have to watch their backs! Men are treated like God here and there, worse than a dog!
So what if you get a salary in mere Indian rupees? So what if you have to walk down the street and buy veggies in a broken wooden gaadi? It is not about earning in dollars or pounds, going to a mall every other day and being able to afford a Gucci or a Louis Vitton. When you’re not well, it’s about getting that hot cup of chai from your loved one and not having to make one yourself.
And why choose countries which are known for racial discrimination? Half the society must be behind bars by now for all the atrocity done. There’s no point in pointing fingers at wasted people. We’d rather live where we belong, where we are wanted and where there are no uncalled-for fears.
The direct causes of suffering are desire or craving, and ignorance – Lord Buddha.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
PDA: Public Display of Atrocity!
The views below are solely mine! People reading this one are free to comment, compliment, share views but then I am not going to change my view one bit, at least in this regard :)
I was sitting at the clinic, and a lady walked in. She looked recently married; in India you can make out such things very easily. She seated herself right next to me and gave me this irritated look; a look which denoted, “Because of YOU, my husband cannot sit next to me!” I acted oblivious to her looks! After a while, space was obviously available and her dear hubby sat across her. She was just waiting! She got up in lightening speed and placed herself next to the man of her life with like a minus 0.1 centimetre gap! She positioned her hands on his thigh and gave him this utterly oomph look!
I couldn’t help but gawk at both of them. I wonder why people need to display their affection, attraction whatever so publicly! Don’t they have their four walls to see it all? How does it matter to the person next to you or passersby to see what a lovely, intimate relationship you share with your loved ones? Isn’t it enough if just the two of you know?
Similarly on bikes, the girl is almost on top of the guy! It just gives me such an ugh feeling, frankly! Once in a while, when the weather’s nice and gay, you might want to hug the special one which is fine, but not cling on to him/her with all your weight on the poor other!
There is a time and place for everything and I strictly believe in it. When it comes to physically showing your affection, you must also learn to respect others. When outside, displays of affection really needs a check. Here in Bangalore, I have read of cops catching many couples in cars and bikes and the worst part is that they expect bribes so that the concerned parents are not involved in this! Imagine what sort of embarrassment they have to go through? Actually, even before it reaches parents, the couple involved are smart enough to pay off the cops, but for those with some bad luck on that day, imagine the kind of humiliation.
In other countries, such PDAs may be common and talking about aping their culture is not new in India. I am sure many will welcome this also into our culture, rather have already welcomed it and following it ardently. Maybe I am one of those backward thinking, nerd of sorts. But I still take a big, deep rooted stand with respect to PDAs, they sure are not displays of affection but sheer atrocity! Worse of it all is when these social networking sites ask you whether PDAs are a turn on or a turn off! Lol!
I was sitting at the clinic, and a lady walked in. She looked recently married; in India you can make out such things very easily. She seated herself right next to me and gave me this irritated look; a look which denoted, “Because of YOU, my husband cannot sit next to me!” I acted oblivious to her looks! After a while, space was obviously available and her dear hubby sat across her. She was just waiting! She got up in lightening speed and placed herself next to the man of her life with like a minus 0.1 centimetre gap! She positioned her hands on his thigh and gave him this utterly oomph look!
I couldn’t help but gawk at both of them. I wonder why people need to display their affection, attraction whatever so publicly! Don’t they have their four walls to see it all? How does it matter to the person next to you or passersby to see what a lovely, intimate relationship you share with your loved ones? Isn’t it enough if just the two of you know?
Similarly on bikes, the girl is almost on top of the guy! It just gives me such an ugh feeling, frankly! Once in a while, when the weather’s nice and gay, you might want to hug the special one which is fine, but not cling on to him/her with all your weight on the poor other!
There is a time and place for everything and I strictly believe in it. When it comes to physically showing your affection, you must also learn to respect others. When outside, displays of affection really needs a check. Here in Bangalore, I have read of cops catching many couples in cars and bikes and the worst part is that they expect bribes so that the concerned parents are not involved in this! Imagine what sort of embarrassment they have to go through? Actually, even before it reaches parents, the couple involved are smart enough to pay off the cops, but for those with some bad luck on that day, imagine the kind of humiliation.
In other countries, such PDAs may be common and talking about aping their culture is not new in India. I am sure many will welcome this also into our culture, rather have already welcomed it and following it ardently. Maybe I am one of those backward thinking, nerd of sorts. But I still take a big, deep rooted stand with respect to PDAs, they sure are not displays of affection but sheer atrocity! Worse of it all is when these social networking sites ask you whether PDAs are a turn on or a turn off! Lol!
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