Damini.

December 16^th, 2012: A young girl raped and beaten up by six animals (No, I am not going to regard them as human beings, they lost that status and dignity ages back.) It was news everywhere. People from all over the world were shocked, but it did not stop there. The shock took over much more effectively when the girl died and no justice being given after over say, twelve days of suffering. Protests took place in parts of India; everyone was infuriated by the conditions of the Indian government.

Indeed, like every other citizen of India, I too am ashamed of what happened in the past few days, but what makes me laugh the most is the mixed reactions of the people. Here’s what happens, a girl got raped, it was news all over the place, at THAT point of time everyone hates the Indian government, hates India, is ashamed of being a citizen of India and so on, but as soon as India wins the match against Pakistan, “Yaay India!”, “Indian and proud” etc. What happened to the hatred towards India this time?

From my point of view, rape cases happen everywhere. There are such people who exist all over the world, who are sadists or who aren’t in the proper sense of mind. It’s all about how the country, the people and the media take it. In some places, this sort of information is censored, it’s not let out, but the government gives punishment immediately, in say about a few days. BUT in some places, the media is just waiting to pounce; it’s just waiting to get some action and Boom! Before you know it, it’s on every news channel, every website, and every news paper. 

There are some people who go completely against the idea of using social media sites to show your interest towards the issue. If you are sitting in one part of the globe and using your social media power to voice your opinions, what is the harm? Why do you have to be so pessimistic, thinking that nothing can happen sitting in one part of the globe and voicing your opinion about some issue happening in other part of the globe? If I am a citizen of the country where the issue is happening and I plan on showing my concern towards the issue, who are you to stop me? If two girls can get arrested for questioning the ‘Bal Thackeray Shutdown’, then I do have a little hope that my message to can be passed on, though it won’t make that much of a difference, at least I can hope for something to get into the minds of the pessimistic people.

To all the people out there, my only question is if these six men were educated, would they have even thought about raping the young girl? Would an educated person do such a thing? Destroying a young girl’s life that way, don’t you think they’d have that much sense in them if they were educated? Every man is born out of a woman; he definitely has a mother, a grandmother and maybe a sister. It’s all about your respect towards the woman race. It’s all about how you were brought up and definitely about how you see things. Your mentality has to be right. “Teach your son how to behave, do not stop your daughter from going out.” And what happened after this entire incident, the protests that took place, everything that the people did, did people stop raping girls? Did the wrong doings stop? No.

I think, Damini has definitely gone to a better place. It was better than staying here. If she survived the memories of the horrible incident would have killed her. She was a fighter.

Experience with time.

Don't you sometimes think and stumble upon the fact that maybe, just maybe all of us grew up way too fast. I mean it’s just weird how as kids all we ever wanted to do was grow up, become like the adults around us, become like the teenagers we saw and NOW, suddenly all of us want to stop growing up. All of us want to go back to our childhood and obviously get out of this schedule filled busy days, the never ending days where you want to get a minute of fresh air but you can't because you're always caught up with some or the other work, those days when you just want all of this stress and mental pressure to come to an end. Time passes by way to quickly to enjoy every moment of it. Everything around us is dull, so grey. Slowly, the everyday stress starts to blend in and we get used to it, forgetting whether life was always like this or not.

I remember how a few years back everything was so different, no one cared about anything happening around them, they were so oblivious to the fact. None of us cared about the way we spoke or the way we dressed up, it was all about having fun but as years passed by, that's when I really witnessed the truth. These people, who once did not care about anyone or anything, now are so self conscious about the way they looked in front of a certain group of people or in front of people as a whole, about the way they spoke, each word was spoken much more carefully in order to not make them look like fools, of course. So self centered and so full of themselves. Before, it was all about having the right friends, always sticking by each other’s side and not letting each other go. Now, it's just about enhancing your image in public and wanting everyone to talk about you, the war of being the most popular, as I would like to call it.

To the people indulged in the war of being the most popular, it's good to know a lot people but sometimes it's best to keep your friends, true friends close. Remember, it's better knowing little people and having good friends than knowing so many people and having not even one friend who'd stand by you in times of need.

Sometimes it's good that time flies by, at least that makes you turn down your blind fold, knocking you with the truth, telling you that sometimes the people you thought would always stay by your side weren't really the ones who did, they weren't worth your time and now definitely not worth your tears either. Also, in some cases the people who you least cared about were the ones who always cared about you, no matter how much of a horrible person you were to them. It's all about priorities I believe, first priorities are given to people who don't care for us and third priorities to people who do, so ironical.

From my experience.

All of you have come across a laborer working endless hours on a construction project, tired and trying his hardest not to quit. He’s forced to do such heavy labor, not because he wants to by his own choice, but to feed his small children, to take care of his family, of his parents. He faces so many problems, so many hurdles in his way, weight on his shoulders, he’s drenching with sweat, mud covered body, but he doesn’t stop. Hurts to know right? Indeed inspiring but at the same time painful. The work they do, might look easy from a distance but trust me it isn’t. We treat these people so rudely, be so harsh to them and they never complain. The money they get for the job they do is so little, they deserve so much more. They deserve so much more respect than they get. 

We’ve seen families suffer; we’ve seen a thousand videos in school, on television, in various programs about their family’s grievances and honestly, who gives a shit? Who?

Think about this, people who work in well ventilated, air conditioned places get the highest of the salary there is and people who work day and night in the scorching heat get what of a salary? 

When you interact with the people who come from these poor villages, the blindfold is gone. You then know the hidden truth. We all know that poor people face sanitation problems, hunger & starvation, lack of employment opportunities etc but do you know that these are that section of people, whose wants, needs, problems are ALWAYS ignored? The head of this particular community doesn’t give a shit about them. No doubt that these heads have always made promises, promises giving assurance that everything is going to be fine, but can you see action? We’re all so busy in our schedules that no one cares whether these promises are really fulfilled or not.

The way they tackle problems, handle circumstances is really remarkable. These poor people use jungles for sanitation facilities and it’s not even because they want to, it’s because they have no other choice. Imagine us in their places, we’d run if we see a lizard itself! 

In my eyes, these people are the strongest. We crib if we get the smallest of the smallest cuts on our hands, we crib when we gets blisters, we keep whining and these people keep quiet, take in all the pain even they can crib but they don’t. They know they’ll be ignored, they’ll be cut off. No one cares, that’s why they always keep quiet. 

 

Plastic World.

Hey everyone,

So basically all this time, I’ve always been blogging about some or the other particular topic, but this time it’s everything together. Like when I say everything together I basically mean that there were so many things I wanted to vent my emotions on and I did not really want to create different blogs on each topic, so yeah this. And this blog would be the most informal piece of work you must have ever read because basically when you got things already irritating you and on top of that there is everything else piling up and you have no one to talk to about them; you just end up being really disorganized.

WARNING: THIS BLOG IS GOING TO BE HUGE, UNLESS YOU REALLY WANT TO READ. I SINCERELY APPRECIATE YOU READING A 700+ WORDS BLOG. THANKS :D

PART 1: There’s this thing that gets on my nerves when it comes to people, I’ve commonly noticed it in the people around my surroundings but whatever. So here’s the situation: She/he is your best friend and vice versa. Now let me get this straight, if you have to think thrice before confiding to this best friend of yours, do you really think she/he is your best friend? (Again, I am just stating my opinion on the above, other people might have different opinions on the same.) A best friend according to me would basically be your other half. Someone you can be yourself with (Though I feel you should really be yourself with everyone, because eventually you’re going to get tired of being this other person and get back to your normal self.) So as I was saying, a best friend is one who you can share anything with, I do not mean EVERYTHING, I mean ANYTHING. But, if you have to re-think about telling this best friend of yours that particular thing that you cannot possibly tell other people, I do not really think she’s your best friend. Just because she hangs out with you all the time, you sleepover at each other’s places all the time or your parents are close, doesn’t mean you guys are best friend seriously.

PART 2: You know what really pisses me off? People running behind being the “POPULAR” one in the surroundings and everyone is so caught up with their own drama and about who looks prettier than who. It’s like war. I mean, I know of people who go like, “Omg she’s wearing such a short dress, more people are going to fall for her.” Like seriously? THAT is your mentality? And there is a place and time to wear these revealing clothes by the way. NOT EVERYWHERE AND ANYWHERE, I mean come on I’m not going against you, you can wear whatever you want whenever you want but have the right sense of mind to know the appropriate time and place. And ‘the more people are going to fall for her’ part, I’m going to lay it down straight, to the girls, HE IS NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE A BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING, HE IS WITH YOU, TO USE YOU. (If you still don’t understand that, I’m sorry, I can’t make it any more obvious than this and to be honest everyone, be it a boy or a girl is beautiful within them, in their own way, it’s only time and your environment that has changed you to what you were to what you are now.) I know, I have mentioned this in some of blogs, it’s just annoying. (I do not know when I jumped to some other topic. Back to what I was saying.) The most important thing, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO GET POPULAR: Get popular for good reasons, the right ones. Not the Bad ones, why spoil your image in every third person’s eye?

PART 3:  You know how it feels to be surrounded in an environment with arrogant, mean people? (I should really stop with the “you knows”.) Truth: It is so suffocating to stand in a place filled with back biters. Every second step, someone is back biting about the other. Can you not gain the courage to stay it on the face? And I can bet on it, you wouldn’t even care about how she/he feels after you say all the mean things which you were saying behind her back anyway. Next, Judging, We always end up judging people knowingly or unknowingly with or without the intention of hurting them but sometimes it’s so extreme that it really tends to hurt people’s sentiments. This is what happens: You are good at something, you show your talent to the world. Now people who don’t have the guts to do the same thing this other person is doing sit and judge (When I refer to ‘guts to do the same thing’ I mean something like public speaking or face the audience with something you’re really good at etc.) At least have the humanity in you to not judge the person?

I think I’ve spoken way to much today, thanks for reading (that is if you reached here.) Do leave in your comments.

A Complete Blur.

Forget the request, pokes, shares and pings, what really happened to the face to face communication? It’s like a complete different world online. People posed with a difficult circumstance or people facing a tough phase in life (I’m talking about the ones who are majorly addicted to these social networking sites) think that guidance is just click of a button away. They become so ill- equipped/ occupied with socializing online that it has become more important than having to socialize face to face.

According to various reports it is said isolation, disconnection and disengagement from the society today is bigger than HIV.

Everyone wants to be perfect… ONLINE. There are fifteen ladies running behind one man and that one man is running behind fifteen other ladies with fifteen different accounts (I bet you can relate to that one). Everyone needs the glam and fame (POPULAR-ISM in my words). Jealousy is increasing due to these sites. OMG, SHE HAS PRETTIER PROFILE PICTURE THAN ME, SHE TOOK IT FROM A SLR, IT’S TIME FOR A PHOTO SHOOT, I NEED A MUCH BETTER PROFILE PICTURE, HOW CAN SHE BE SO PRETTY AND I CANT? There are so many thoughts in your head that you actually start questioning the way you look knowingly or unknowingly. Teenage girls and boys are becoming meaner by the second. There’s no control of hormones which is clearly evident from the way they talk online. If you ask me, social networking sites are making teenagers desperate. How you may ask? I’m sure someone in your friend’s circle would have received a message from some stranger who has zero mutual friends with you telling you how pretty/ handsome you are and to be his or her friend. (I mean seriously, Can I punch you Mr./Miss. Desperate?)

That’s not the only problem, these social networking sites unknowingly leads to loneliness too. People start feeling alienated because they know their being ignored and because of this people forget how to connect with people around them. They get so mentally depressed that it affects them emotionally, physically and mentally.

Online dating has become so common, it’s sickening. There’s no meeting, no talking on the phone, it’s just a fake online presentation.  You transform yourself into a complete new human being so that he/she gains more interest in ‘chatting’ with you (Seriously? Get a life.) This here, is being fake. How can a person know what that person really looks like without even meeting them? (Imagine some scientist whose testing the abilities of a monkey is making the monkey talk to you, I don’t even know whether that’s possible but really that would be insane and if you’re doing the same exact thing stated above then you’re being insane too.) How can you know if the whole thing is really a put up or real?

In short, I would like to conclude the virtual world creates a bubble of unreal perfection which is harmful in many ways.

Thanks for reading, do let me know how you like it. :D

Pressure To Be Slender.

Heeeeeeey,

With each passing blog, the idea of having an online diary really moves me. It’s been ages since I’ve actually blogged, yet again Blame CBSE. Before I start I would just say, the blog I am going to write about today is not to hurt anyone’s sentiments, the main reason is because I’d really want to express myself on a global platform (I guess?)

Ever been through the pressure to be the prettiest because of constant insults? Ever been through the pressure to have the perfect body because of the people you hang out with? It’s obvious when you’re surrounded by girls who are painfully thin or slender that you too feel the immense pressure to meet the same standard.

Okay let see, Aim: Have the same exact figure that she has. Look around you, every girl tends to have the same mantra, the same exact motto. BE THIN. FEEL THIN.

Let me tell you how it goes, Get up. Skip Breakfast. Live on liquid. Go to school. Skip Lunch. STILL living on liquid. Get back home. Skip dinner. Liquid. Sleep. (IS SHE EVEN A HUMAN BEING?!)  Even though I would be a exaggerating when I say the person above skips all three meals, but I am practically dead serious when I say she would love to do so (Unless she has parents who are possibly not going to allow that). None the less, that, what I stated above, is exactly what every “FIGURE OBSESSED” girl wishes to do or does and trust me, she is absolutely stupid enough to think that it is a stepping stone to her much awaited figure (Someone please knock some sense into such people?)

It is proven that lack of food results in H.O.R.R.I.B.L.E mood swings,  eating disorders, break downs and not to forget the daily visits to the doctor (I wonder, if she knows that recession has hit the country). You must have heard people say that people with a healthy figure are much more jolly than the figure obsessed ones, if you haven’t  I am stating the obvious to you now. I don’t get it, so what if size 8 or size 10 doesn’t fit you, it is absolutely normal to me, to be wearing size 12 and really stop assuming that IF I AM FAT MY DREAM MAN IS NOT GOING TO LOOK AT ME. I am sick of the dream man bullsh*t.

Get this in your stupid head, people will talk to you if you have a good personality not because of your figure, that’s old fashioned now and to the people who make fun of these “fat girls” it is because of you that she’s starving herself. It is because of you that she’s falling sick quite often and it is because of you that she tends to hide herself because she feels insecure.

In today’s teenage world, I seem to have completely confused myself as to WHY ONE NEEDS A COMPLETE HOT CELEBRITY FIGURE? WHY IN THE NAME OF GOD CAN’T ONE BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU HAVE? IF YOU REALLY WANT A “FIGURE” START TAKING MEASURES FOR IT AND BY MEASURES I DON’T MEAN STARVE YOURSELF (BE FORTUNATE YOU GET FOOD TO EAT). WHEN I SAY TAKE MEASURES I MEAN EXERCISE, PLAY A SPORT, DANCE, WALK, DO WHATEVER.

I hope this blog of mine has knocked some sense into. Thanks for reading. Do comment.