Stay Unfair!

Beauty lies in the eyes that behold is it??

Then,Why this obsession with fairness??

I was appalled, watching an ad that endorses a fairness cream for the armpits!!!

Blatant and subtle reinforcements that only fair is lovely. The men also have joined the community that campaigns for guaranteed fairness in just a few days. Such pressure, of all the problems a woman faces in a multi-cultural society like India,watching this ads will leave a petty person with low self esteem, facing identity crisis and very few friends!

Hmm.. Racism! If the North East people are driven out from economic hubs like Bangalore, the South Indians are portrayed always dark in the thriving movie industry with a thick Hindi accent, often made fun of! May be it is enough fun. Seeing whats on the inside of a person may be too much to ask for,and sometimes may converge into opposing what they believe in.. yup,I mean casteism and communal-ism  may be not judging them for what they are outside,staying neutral, will have much to do to boost them up! If you don't agree with me, do not comment on the Islamophobic tweets against a PIO winning Miss America(FYI, I think she would not have won over the panel of judges if she were here,she is dark!). When we say unity in diversity proudly,then why try and bleach everyone,we must be ready to take all that multi-culturalism has got to offer.

Anyways, it is not necessary to be sucked up into this statistical view portraying affinity for people to marry fair people, and gaining self worth is something worth waiting for, for one and all(Where is this coming from? -A recent tryst with my cousin's wedding plans).

Just one thing, if the others do not support, it is never too late to stand up for oneself.

Stay Unfair,Stay Beautiful!! Dark is beautiful.. 

After all,chocolate is wonderful! ;)

Girl

Tiny trenchant eyes looking around for love,
She never knew till then,
Out of the womb, a being..
Into the world, a Girl..
Who is she, the girl, really?

The father's sigh of exasperation..
The frown across his face,
Rejecting the life infront,
Reducing it to mere existence..
When the tiny fingers reached the sturdy hands
That moved away..
That she is going to be a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

The school gates open,
Oh never be coarse, never play tough..
Foot-ball is for guys,never go seek..
Educated deep into Mis-education..
That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

Home is always ardent is it?
'You cut the vegetables and lay the dining..
Your brother gets to do the market chores..
It is provocative to go out alone!
Oh yeah, That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

College are you in?
Don't utter, don't jest,
don't gander, don't like,
don't cognize, and never love,
Well who would approve assertion?
Oh yeah, That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

Get married, the only thing to draw a bead on..
The home and the hearth you are,
Be a doll.. Be subtle, surreal..
Care and serve, all you do..
We pay to get rid of you!
How they treat is mere cavalier!
Oh yeah, That she is a woman!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!


Going out is she?
Dress carefully, the other side has to approve..
Brutal is the espy around,proclivity is it?
Cruel the intentions,
Barbarous the design..
Undressed by the sight,
Molested and chevied..
Tattled to torture,
Guilty of the crime of being forced.
Oh yeah, That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

Everything being deceptive.
Taught to believe in endings and beginnings.
But the truth is, there are no Borders.
Scruples alone exist,
They lead, they resolve,
They recognize,they experience..
Oh yeah, That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

Every night,A hope, 
A desire puts her to sleep..
To wake up into a world, 
where the mind is without fear 
And the head is held high..
Will she ever stop praying,
Not to exist a girl again,
Fruition of life, and acceptance..
Is it not to be a girl, ever again?
Is she ever safe?
Oh yeah, That she is a girl!
Out of the womb,a being..
But into the world, a Girl!

'Justice' is qualitatively different from 'Vengeance'
Talking of incendiary are we? Haha..
What can laws do where the mind is astray?
Practices can be legislated, 
But can conscience ever be?

 

Yatra Naryastu Pujyante, Ramante Tatra Devata
(Though I seldom endorse Manusmriti)


PS: Start the change from your home!

Like a 'Son', not a 'Princess'..

Let me put the first things first. I am a true feminist <bold,italic,underline>. But may be I must be careful while saying that, I am a selective feminist, true to ideology.I am not at all concerned/disquieted about the so called relationship crisis that the modern and ultra modern girls (no offence meant, as I really don't care of the strict sense of word-use here) today face in their feebly defined domains of 'love and relationships'(Most of my encounters ended where it mattered till it changed their relationship status on Facebook)! Sorry if I am being too harsh,but those are the instances I came across. I really pity the guys there,trust me,I have to, as I grew up with a bunch of awesome brothers who turned out to be just fine men now! 
Well,I am truly concerned about the actual feminist issues,that are malignant in today's society based on a highly inviolable patriarchal ideologies, not that I am striving to change the conditions but I can say,my thoughts waver around those once too frequently! Woohh!! I am getting too technical and ideological on you I guess.. Well.. there is one simple issue I wanted to really talk about. This post is strictly urban centric.Not at all in intention to hurt any feminists out there. You ll know!


Here goes,

I accompanied my friend to a mall(Ugh!) the other day, and came across a really regular, everyday incident that made me ponder over a little longer than I usually take notice of.. A father with his two children, a boy and a girl,came across one of his colleagues, introduced his kids..
"Hello Sir, this is my son!" <With a pat on the back>
"and this is my little princess" <with both his arms on her shoulder, protectively>
I felt that something different happened there, you may not agree with me! But then, yeah! When their dads introduce the daughters as princesses and the people compliment on her fragile delicacy, the pride a father gets! Yeah.. that is what that made me think..
Here, when a father does that, it subtly implants in the kid's mind..
She either wants to be someone's queen someday, or
She is accepting the fact that she is never going to be treated like a princess ever again. Yeah, and what is with all the sharing on Facebook, saying 'I am my dad's little princess' ?? People are really driving me crazy(Don't even get me started on the cute baby pictures..and sweet comments on them,that is a whole other story!!)I know it is not in the literal sense that they share all those, but really.. Really, what is this craze for the fantasy of being a princess?? They don't have a lot of fun, they don't have to 'earn' anything, all the things are destined to come to them. Fabricated socialization with ornate surroundings where there is never a hint of 'pain'(except for a rare few).. All that is there, is just the glory and grandeur.. Sounds utterly boring!! I did not even say anything of prima donna yet! Uff!! Being treated a princess, fine, I can understand.. Again,on Facebook, what is with this Twilight obsession! Rush of being soooo like Bella?!! No no.. It doesn't end there, you want him to be like Edward! Vampire craze! Seriously! Are you freaking kidding me?!!! First of, that is love at sight(doesn't matter first or whatever) anyways, hands down,that is like the worst love story I ever set my eyes on!


Yeah,yeah.. Getting carried away! Let me come back to the point.. that is where the whole problem starts..in her childhood. She wants her husband or her boyfriend to be more like her father, but it can never match to her expectations on par with the unconditional parental love. She wants him to change a lot in the process where after a while,he feels like he lost himself, may be that is why there is a tremendous lift in the breakups and divorce rates these days. So I think,The more you 'expect' to be treated like a princess, the less you have the chance of earning a sense of 'satisfaction, fun, accomplishment' ,right?


So it would not have been a problem if there was no protective patronage.. if the dad would have introduced her as "This is my daughter" <with a pat on the shoulder>. Like a Son, Not a Princess. After all.. everything that happens in childhood comes around in every phase.. It will always be an inevitable part of who you are, what you do, what you expect and how you perceive things everyday... Most importantly, how you sustain them!
That must have sounded like a really long and boring lecture on a petty issue, but this piece of writing here, is a product of the many frustrated moments I spent listening to my really close friends' so called 'relationship crisis' and patch ups.


We all know Karl Marx,but no one speaks about his aristocratic spouse,truly,I have immense respect for her,her passions and desire to keep them alive all through made her go a long way! #Passion #Admiration! I must say! Well,there is one good friend of mine who had a different story to share, as is to be noted, her father never introduced her to be princess, he loved her like he did his son, making her capable enough to deal with knowing what she wants, seriously, the lady has some clarity in what she wants. 
Well,clarity in 
Life,she makes it a point that her dreams are worth living and will gain her,someday, her own identity..
Love, that is not taken for granted,not defining 'status', while letting each other not lose their identity. It is nice that she knows the value of belonging during hardships, and that a person who is by your side when in pain is going to be with you,come what may, because.. you know, only love and suffering can reveal the most important secrets of life,rather than confining a relationship to gifts, fun and really long,mostly meaningless phone conversations! 
Marriage, trust me, she can make it work,always!! She has that self-chiseled charm in her that makes me look up on her dad as her real 'hero'.. Now I realize,may be it is not too bad growing up never being referred to as 'princess'.. I met nice people! Knock-on-the-wood! Don't want to jinx it..
If you did not get any of that, you need to get only this: Don't make your friends regret their long phone conversations with you, especially when they hate mobiles like me! Its time for some reality and toughness,and that means, the exact opposite of 'cute', 'sweet' and 'Bella-ey'!


PS: This was a result of a really bedevilling and persistently annoying phone call from a friend who has a 'relationship crisis'. I am irritated, and that is really rare.. So I thought I ll take full advantage of this frustration (Thanks to Emile Durkheim!!) and change my template too.. something dark you know.. looks like my taste always goes with minimalistic grunge and my love for blue :D Now now,I don't want to quetch more here.. So..


#Ravali Prasad Signing off! Adios!