"Dialogue with Taliban important for peace in Pakistan."
Nawaz Sharif
It happened again. Just when outrage, shock and anger over the December 16, 2012 sexual assault had begun to fade from public memory, came the deeply unsettling news about a five-year-old child being repeatedly raped, battered and left to die in a small room in a non-descript corner of Delhi. The horror of the details of the manner in which that child, too small to even fathom what happened to her, was barbarically raped and foreign objects found inserted in her body haunts me as I write this.
How twisted a mind does one have to possess or how acutely pathetic a sexual urge can drive one to do something as heinous as this? Even if there is an answer, no it simply cannot be right. Women walk out to countless stares and leers a day, why should getting used to it become a habit Read More...
Ram Singh, the prime accused in the Delhi sexual assault case was found hanging in his prison enclosure inside the country’s most secure prison Tihar jail. The case in question is the same one that took the country by storm and made international headlines. Singh, apparently, prepared his own noose with threads pulled out from his sleeping mat. Does this paint a picture of despair? Yes. Do I feel sorry for him? No.
I’m not a barbarian. Nor do I to have my picture hanging on the inhumans’ wall of fame. Death is death, and it is never pleasing. I do not derive pleasure out of Ram Singh’s death. Yes, a stray thought of poetic justice does fly by for a moment but flits past soon enough. I am not overjoyed by his death, but I would have hoped for it even if he hadn’t killed Read More...
Civic issues in India. I say these words aloud, and confused/confusing images form in my mind. A lax attitude on part of the powers that be, a lack of awareness on part of the common citizen; this raises more questions than it answers.
I know we all are bothered by civic problems we face. We speak out in frustration against the plethora of issues that are ignored by the Government, but don’t really do anything about them ourselves. Those who want to take actions… do they even know how to go about it? An understanding, sympathetic ear to the common man’s issues -- that’s hardly the impression the Government gives us.
Improper road maintenance, poor hygiene, inadequate medical facilities, transport problems, education issues, safety concerns, water supply, encroachments, Read More...
Metropolitan cities. India’s biggest, in a gazillion spheres. I will not jump into the timeless Delhi v/s Mumbai debate here. That is a dead end. I will narrate two incidents that I was a part of, and that helped me understand certain aspects of city life. I love Delhi and Mumbai both, and this post glorifies neither.
Delhi -- my city of hopes. Starry-eyed, I entered Delhi -- my first step away from home into the comforting embrace of independence. Three days and five eve-teasing incidents later, my cinema-esque dream sang a different tune altogether. Defences were high, but the newfound independent spirit wasn’t to be dampened easily. We went to celebrate our decent results at a much-frequented club in the heart of a posh South Delhi locality. Five of us -- all girls -- were Read More...
Create a cocoon for yourself and live in it forever. No, seriously. Dear culture enthusiast, dear literature lover, dear movie buff, dear woman, dear citizen -- these are clearly not good days for you.
Being a literature and journalism student, the right to freedom of speech and expression was the one thing I would always take immense pride in. Not just because of conditioning, but because of the liberation, the free will it supposedly offered. My mirage of deceptive perfection did not take long to break.
The Government that rules us made promises to protect us, support us, promote art and culture, take the country to new heights of growth and development. I don’t see any of that happening, I want to say false promises have a shelf-life and we can’t be fooled with words that are as Read More...