Sunday, January 18, 2026

அன்பின் அம்மா

பூட்டிக்கிடக்கும் நம் வீடு,

புடவைக் கட்டிய வயதான

தாய்மார்


கருப்பு மையிடாத அப்பாவின் தலைமுடி ,

'அப்பம்மா பார்க்கிறாங்க' என்கிற மகள்

பதற்றத்துடன் கடந்த பாவூர்ச்சத்திர சாலை ,

அவசர ஊர்திக்கு

ஒதுங்கிடும் கணவேளை


ஒற்றை வரிசையில் ஏற்றும்

ஊதுபத்தி,

மகள்கள் இட்டுவிடும்

நெற்றி விபூதி


உபயோகிக்காத ரேஷன் அட்டை,

பொங்கலுக்கு கொடுத்த ஓட்டுக்கு

பணம்


நடக்கவிருக்கும் மருமகள் திருமணம்,

தவறிப்போன சில நெருங்கிய உறவுகள்


மகள்கள் பெற்ற வெற்றிப் பரிசு,

பகிரப்பட்ட குடும்ப புகைப்படம்


வாங்கித்தராத தங்க நகை,

வேண்டாம் என்று ஒதுக்கிய

நான்காவது பூரி



காரணமின்றி பேச கிடைக்காத குரல்,

காரணமே இருந்தும் பேச முடியாத

தேடல்


தனியாய் சென்ற பேருந்து பயணம் ,

பெருமூச்சில் கடந்திடும் சில பொழுது


நீரின்றி அமையா உலகு ,

நின் நினைவோடு நிறையாத வாழ்வு .


Saturday, July 25, 2020

Your Eyes but My Views

Dear Kiddos,
    Another letter from Rajuppa. Wait, wait, wait.  I think I should stop using Rajuppa while writing letters to you, for I have become a 'Father' myself. Of course, not an unusual accomplishment for the most in a Country of billions; the inevitable next stage once you get married.
  I still wonder why do I write letters to people whom can't read and comprehend them as I write them. May be, I wish to record myself in addition to recording events from your life. May be, I wish to see how I change over the years as I grow with you. May be not. Yet this introductory letter and anything that follows this with the same title are supposedly a living record of what I see through your eyes. 

       I often tend to think that you need not have to be in someone else's shoes to be sensitive of their positions or privileges. Therefore even before I attained fatherhood, I thought I knew what it it is to be a father. Moreover, being a Rajuppa to my nieces is not an ordinary blessing,I feel . Perhaps the most contentful role I have ever been associated with till date. Yet Rajuppa and Raju as appa are as distinct as they are similar.
        ..,.....

          

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

மகள் புராணம்- III

  Under this title, I usually cover about few incidents of my liking involving my nieces. Here comes one and this time it is about Deekshi.

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The first thing Deekshi wants to know about if I go home is  the no.of days I would stay there. She starts counting using her fingers immediately after asking "Ethna naal thanguveenga".
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 DDs and myself tend to plan to do small things of their liking whenever I go home. Of late, after my becoming a father, she claimed however without complaining, that the first thing I do is to go visit Maegha even before planning to do things with her.
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 When Deekshi was asked to wait outside of the room for a few moments when Nithya was feeding Maegha , she felt bad for and worried about me as I have to spend a lot of time outside and alone whenever Nithya feeds Maegha, particularly during night time.
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Though determined to see a baby girl for Nithya, Deekshi couldn't wait and asked Nithya to cut open her tummy to identify the baby's gender only to place her back there again.
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Worried about her yet-to-be-born niece Deekshi wanted her then mother-to-be Nithya to swallow a few toys and mobile-phone-games so that her niece could play without feeling bored inside.
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 In order to prove her integrity, Deekshi touches her mid-head to claim that it's not so hot and hence she stands vindicated. She still believes my claim that whoever tells a lie could feel hot in their mid-head.

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While the rest of the family feels relieved about my getting married, Deekshi (stands by me)claims that she couldn't  spend quality time with me after Nithya's arrival. However there is a lot of willingness to welcome Maegha in her.

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Similar posts are available here :
http://www.rajeevganth.blogspot.in/2013/11/endearing-infancy.html

http://rajeevganth.blogspot.com/2014/02/vaaa-vaaa-happpieee.html?m=1


Monday, August 26, 2019

மகளே வா!

என்
விந்திட்ட வினை
வினையிட்ட விதை 

உதிரத்து உதயம்
தேகத்து அசல் நகல்

என்
மண வாழ்வின் சாட்சி
மரபணுவின் நீட்சி

என்றோ வரும் 
என் முடிவுரைக்கு
தயாராய்  நானியற்றும் முன்னுரை

மகளே வா! 
வளர்வோம் வா!
குழந்தையாய் நீயும்,
  தந்தையாய் நானும் !






Sunday, July 21, 2019

Dignified old age

Dear Kiddos,
              I hold a tendency to write in Tamil whenever I wish to write letters to you. It's not because I wanted you to learn Tamil but I wanted to deny you the opportunity to find faults at my English writing skills. Albeit due to some technical issues with Google-transliterate tool in my mobile device, I am impelled to write in English. 
      A few weeks from now, we are gonna see the blissful presence of two more babies in our family. Despite all sense of urge for  gender-equality and neutrality, I think I am inclined to expect both the babies to be boys. At the least, one baby boy is a respite, I feel, misogynistically, perhaps.                  And I know very well that I am at odds with your expectations, for , all 3 of you girls would want to have 2 more younger sisters. A girl army, feels so complete to you. 
 However my writing this letter is not about that. Its about what role I might be expected to play a few decades later in your life. Perhaps it's about what not to expect of me.
              I wish to talk about life of old aged. Its too early to think about this, let alone talking about this with you infants. However, I wanted to go on record about my current state of mind about this.Attitudes change, evolve but I have always felt complete by expressing myself. I am not the same now and what I was a decade back.
             
 Joint living was a norm until a few decades back in Tamil family system wherein multiple couples, usually sibling families and parent-son families, live with their respective kids together in a single home. There is no denial that in few such cases, the younger generations were compelled to live together due to variety of reasons including running family owned business.
            However in the recent decades, people get separated from their parents, move out of their respective locality ,   and live in crowded, centralized cities for want of appropriate economic opportunities, livelihood options , better standard of living etc. Nuclearisation of family happens thus. Older parents stay at home. Few of those elders are forced to stay aloof.
             And the latest trend  is the de-nuclearisation of  family system. Herein, younger couples take their older parents with them not just because they wanted their company, give them moral support at their senile ages but also because the elders are the new-age baby sitters. This is pretty much the case in families where both the husband and wife are working.
             While parents will be willing to own this new-age responsibility of baby-sitting their grand-children, I doubt if they would be comfortable enough doing that. While my parents will find themselves unfit in a city like Chennai where I am currently destined to live, I would become an outcast a generation later when you expect me to baby-sit in a foreign soil.
           Dignified living demands that I live in a place of my choice with a life fulfilled with right mix of affection, love, care, trust, respect, financial independence, emotional inter-dependence, social support among others. Nobody can dictate me just because I grow older. 
              

Kiddos

Dear Kiddos,
     I am not sure why I tend to write letters quite often. Letter writing has become my way of life, it seems. So here comes another letter to you all.
          Amidst the excited, frenzied, environment of celebrating Deekshi's birthday yesterday, as I write this letter, I tend to recollect few of the recent happenings from our interactions.
            As we are expecting two babies, coming one after the other, in our family any time soon, the recent conversations amongst us have been largely about babies. What will be the gender of those babies is the moot point of discussion most of the times.
             With already 3 baby girls in our family, we elders have a penchant for baby boys. Two boys will be blissfull while atleast one will be assuring, felt, the elders like me. Two more girls though, will not go uncelebrated, we promise you.
    However, all 3 of you would love to see two more sisters joining your gang. Deekshi, you have named the 5 member girl gang as 'Rowdy Gang' while Darshi shrugged off saying she doesnt know why she would love to hang out with an
 all-girl-gang but thats what she wishes for.
          And the youngest of all 3 of you-Jini- is clever enough to wish for a baby girl for her mother at the least while she is comprimising enough with a baby boy for her Chiththi. And a few other girl cousins of you are hell-bend in wanting for additional girls. And I am wondering what could be behind your thoughts for your predilection for girl babies.
              That said, you may wonder what could be the reasons for our longing for baby boys, I suppose. Let me not explore and explain what rationality could be behind our mutual preferences. Its a preference which could very well be made on emotional and sentimental underpinning. However I expect it to be made not on prejudicial basis.
             And the prejudices run miles and amok. All those are gender based determinations. Social mores dictate different roles for different genders.  Masculinity and feminity are not solely determined by  biological and psychological limits here. Socio-religious, paternal attitudes run deep in limiting human tendency here.
                May you not worry about this now. But lets talk about that for sure when you grow a little older. 

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Another letter

Dear Amma-Appa,
     Here comes my first letter to you both. I haven't have found the need for writing one so far, for I have had articulated myself quite honestly in your physical presence. Now, there seems to be a communication gap between us. More so, since the talk of my marriage was in air since a year and half back.
       Until a few years ago, there were susceptible and sensible concern within you about the delayed start of/break in my professional career. Even then, I was leading a contentful life with the right proportion of love, happiness, togetherness, fulfillment except for living too dependent on you and my brothers financially. I consider that phase of my life as very much explorative, enlightening and endearing. That phase was instrumental in shaping me as a person.
   As I am a married software professional now, I expect you to be living in peace. However you still harbour the same sense of worry and disappointment even after my getting married. This uncalled for preoccupation is borne primarily out of your concern for my well-being. The secondary reason is that you consider yourselves to be morally accountable for arranging  and spearheading this marriage of mine with Nithyaji. The other two marriages held in our family were love marriages.
   Let me clear the air now. Before that, let me tell you a story. A story with a few disaggregated  scenes. At the outset let me put this disclaimer. I am not a good story teller. My random attempts at story-telling to my nieces have ended up in my sleeping while it was meant to induce sleep on our kids. Yet I know you wouldn't mind listening to it.

Scene: 1
   An Alzheimer inflicted wife forgets everything and everyone except her husband and his name.
Scene :2
   A husband who used to board a 5'O clock train at 4.30 itself risked missing his train even after having boarded it on his usual time. He detrained at around 4.55 to get a bottle of packaged cool-drinks for his wife. He claimed that she doesnt wish for things usually and he wouldn't want to let her miss this cooldrink which she had asked for at the nth minute.
Scene 3:
   A wife voluntarily and impulsively stretched her hand to hold her husband who was tripped while stepping up in an escalator. This happens despite she herself finding difficult to step on it.
Scene 4:
     A husband who had never thought about availing any health or life insurance in his young age, strives to secure his wife's financial independence in his absence ,and thus her dignity by nominating her name for a few lakh rupees worth of govt.bonds.
Scene 5:
  A wife complains about frequent squabbles popping out with her husband. However when a family friend was complaining about frequent misunderstandings with his wife in their older ages, she goes extra-mile in trying to understand(her husband)  whether such misgivings in life could be because of old age.
   ******End of the story*****.

The first scene in this story was from a Tamil movie called "Oh Kadhal Kanmani" while the rest were happenings from your own life.  A life of a woman in her 60's and a man in his 70's. It was not a life of a newly married couple who were in their honeymoon period.
         Herein, I do not want to paint your marital life as a hassle free and flawless one. These incidents of love, care, sensitivity and understanding do not establish  your marital life as the perfect one for it had its won share of ups and downs. Of course, life is all inclusive.
      However, it only indicates that I am inducted into marital life. Because I have stopped viewing you both just as my parents. You appear as a senior couple to me. I am tempted to see everything marital in others' relationship. I think I am getting engulfed  in  the  tides of family life even within  a  year  of  getting  married - for good or bad.
    Let me try to explain my marital life by a simple case. I have travelled home for atleast  9 times since last April. 5 of those inevitable travels were without Nithya. Although I get immersed in the company of urs, our kids, a few sisters and or in the special events etc in the first day of my stay, I tend to think about and miss Nithya on the second day. However, she is caring, understanding and open enough to let me stay for a day more if in case I wish.  I haven't have  availed that 'comfort' yet.
         Further, I dont hold a tendency to peek through our neighbourhood windows to find out the fun the inhabitants living there have or the goods they possess. I live life in my own right and might. But I have learnt and unlearnt  to accept, agree, accomodate, adjust and thus accomplish in life. Comparisons, judgements, jealousy and thus resentments are very rare in my life at this age.
   This sums up my life for you. And regarding the arranged marriage vs love marriage debate, I  hold myself accoutable for actions I have committed and omitted in life. My marital decision was more of mine than it was yours. I standby that.
      Moreover, you both tend to declare that the  life-partner choices of my brothers are perfect, whenever you find a chance even though you were initially reluctant about and refusing their choices. When you both exhibit such a maturity , as a son of yours , why wont I? After all I am not just a year older now but also a year wiser and matured since I am married. Of course there are a few grey hairs on my moustache  now.
    So go, get and retain peace. We love you.
                                                                                         


     

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

De-monetization of marriage :Status and wedding

It cant get better anymore. This is the moment. Let me share my thoughts on wedding.
      We dont usually care about the society except when we are worried about what the society thinks of us. This invisible character- society- although not invincible does influenze our decisions. 
      I find it difficult to digest the fact that wedding gets prioritized over marriage. Marriage is a gateway to longterm relationship but wedding is a mere socio-legal formalisation of that marriage process. 
         Wedding is single day event but marriage is an enduring commitment founded on  trust, respect, love, mutuality, esteem etc. Wedding serves social purpose of informing the society of a couple's engagement in a new relationship but marriage has biological, psychological purpose too. 
     Ideally the focus should have been on marriage rather than wedding. We are missing the wood for the tree. Some marriages end up as a disaster precisely because the primary stakeholders are concerned more of the single day event.

Status and wedding:
       Right from choosing of the wedding-invitation card till the 14th day sumptuous-feast-event, most of the marriage related events are studded with concerns of flaunting one's status. Even the new age practices like Meghandhi function, Sangeet function, pre/post wedding shoot etc are not free of such feudalist tendencies.
      You have a bunch of wedding-invite cards stacked in your living-room table. Which card will you be attracted to? Wouldn't you(and I) choose the most attractive and glossy card? But does the card serve any purpose other than informing you and I of the wedding function?
    Next time when you see a FOR-REGISTRATION car parked  near the main entrance of the wedding-hall, how would you feel? A 'for-registration' motor-bike is also a common sight in some of the weddings I have had attended. Dowry - volunatry or forced - is a socially formalized, practically normalised, inextricably intervined devious practice in the marriage process.
       But how about flaunting such things so publicly? When did society normalize such ostentatious display of your new-gotten(let me not read it as ill-gotten) wealth? I dont see any difference in the intent behind a new-car parked in the entrance of the hall and that behind a bride wearing bunch of precious jewels ( read GOLD), thus standing as a living-display of gold jewels. Any self-esteemed soul should think about revolting.
          For the most people of our previous generation, new dresses were once a year formality, which one could wear during Deepavali and or Pongal. In that period, Silk dhoties/shirts are considered to be a luxury and hence to be worn once in life time. But now Silk dhoties and shirts are a formality in weddings. Market-mafias had ensured that people pay a premium for this merchandise primarily because it is associated with wedding.
      But what about people telling you that you look complete only when you wear a gold-chain, if you are wearing a silk dhoti/shirt. Peace. Long live.
      When you start normalizing such apparaently not-so-harmful expectations of this society, you become a part of the crime. A crime is a crime whether you are an active or passive participant in it.
         .........rage continues....

Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Confessions of a groom-to-be

                   Its been a while since I had last visited this blog page. I love hand-written letters. I had written a few and received a countable few.  Perhaps, when I do not know whom to address the letter to, I start recording it here. At other times, when I wanted to be assertive of my opinions, I tend to declare them here. However, I did not find the need to record anything interesting, if not intriguing, of late. Belatedly, something inevitable(not so had I been more considerate) had occurred. And thus I am here.

      I am 32 years and 4 months old, and thus half past my life time.( I may sound conservative to a few and over-generous to few others. Let me hope that I would live for another 32 years atleast). Over the years,I have developed and imbibed certain attributes, attitudes, persuasions, philosophies, idealogies, idiosyncrasies, prejudices, predilections, hypocrisies, hollows etc that define me and make me what I am.

       But I believe in dynamism and therfore would love to embrace change with open mind. I am prepared to be persuaded and influenzed, more so, based on sound arguments, supplementary facts, if not merely based on emotions and impulses. I have an affinity for pursuing democracy in all walks of life( social, political, cultural, economic, global,digital) whose fundamentality is to discuss, deliberate, debate, dissent and decide. It accomdates plurality, facilitates tolerance, promotes acceptance, harmonizes disagreement, and thus harbours inner peace and external harmony.

   With all these forewords I would like to record my thoughts and theologies about wedding, marriage, relationship etc as I am getting married soon. Yes, I am a 32 years old groom-to-be. No regrets; no relishes either.

To Follow:
1. Liberty at stake, only for women, anybody?
2. De-monetization of marriage
3. Love, an observation
4. ..................

             

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Dressing Style and Sensitivity

                          Photographs are one of the sweetest, swiftest and spontaneous instrumentality for kindling nostalgic memories and euphoria.  They avail us with the utility of reliving those moments from the past and bring an instant sparkle on our mind about the related events. Recently I got to glance at the very limited photographs which I have had shot during my college days, and the momentary response inside me is not dissuading.
                             
                            With all good memories those photographs brought back to me, it did also pull out some sort of lowly mood bombarded with self disdain for a few people I had shared them with. A comment said, “Oh my badness!!!! How could I be roaming around unashamed wearing LUNGI those days? ” Another sarcastic comment claimed, “I wish I did not wear a shirt this loooong. I am surprised to see my parents’s confidence in the prospects of my fast bodily growth.”  The irony here is that these people had a displeased image for their own past based on their current life style and exposure.
                         This impulse drives me to initiate a debate-which I put as a set of questions below- on the relevance and prominence of, and need for cultural sensitivity and tolerance in an era of globalization and attendant connected living. Because in today’s world, we do encounter people from different regions,States,race, economic status espousing their consequent cultural identity.
                       
                       I am an ardent believer of the Constitutionally guaranteed values like liberty of thought, expression etc as enshrined in the Indian Constitution. So expressing one’s opinion on cultural preferences like his/others dressing doesn’t hurt me but the underlying bias behind such an expression does so.

So what does appropriate and good dressing mean to you?

How do you qualify what is good?

Whats your take on your own dressing style now and a few years back? Do you see any change? If so where did this change come from?

What’s your opinion on the dressing pattern of Cinema actors attending local/global cine-events? Do you see any economic class-difference between you and them?

Do you judge people based on their dressing? Does this judgment have a spill-over effect on your interactions with the concerned person?

If somebody is seen with “poor and inappropriate” dressing sense, do you tend to tell them about that? Or will you be carrying a bad impression about them without letting them know? 

Do your family members- Parents & Siblings- subscribe to your notion of good dressing? 
What’s your take on their dressing?

Why do you think we have a crowded RangaNathan Street in T-Nagar, and luxurious global brands studded Phoenix market City both in Chennai?

Do you know the economic identity associated with global retail market giant Wal-Mart?How would you evaluate a person who is a regular patronizer of Saravana Stores in T.Nagar,Chennai?

Do you look out for the brands of the outfits people wear? How connected are you to person wearing the same brand as yours?

How irritated are you with the people wearing duplicate version of outfits of the same brand you flaunt?

Have you observed the differences in the dressing style of politicians from the southern and the northern part of India? Why are they markedly different? Does it represent anything symbolically?

Do you see any casual relationship between dressing style and the caste group of a person? If so how did you grow such attitude, and how true/unbiased is your evaluation?  


How does religiously determined dressing pattern influence you? 

Monday, August 15, 2016

Independence,Freedom,Dignity,Prejudice (vs) I

                   The President of our country has already given his Independence day speech. The Prime Minister is going to address the country from Red Fort for one another time. Even Pakistani Rangers at the Wagah border had exchanged sweets with Indian Border Security Force however only to militarily violate the ceasefire agreement from another sector(Poonch in Jammu & Kashmir). Neighbourhood school students are slowly 'marching' towards their schools to attend our Independence Day customary flag-hoist-assembly session & to be rewarded with 50 paise chocolate for demonstrating their patriotism. Just like a seasonal sugarcane crop, petti-Shops & junction-corner tea shops are selling our National Flag as a 'commodity'.Few other shirt-pockets around me have such Flags badged to them. All set. We are celebrating our 70th Independence Day.
             I have seen Captain Vijaya Kanth & Action King Arjun fight terrorists, & help secure & protect the territorial integrity of our Country, albeit as a Tamil Cine viewer. Similarly , Major Mukundh Varadarajan & many others,some even in their young ages, have had their life sacrificed while securing our borders. Like a student searching for MADE-EASY notes before semester exam, very particularly during last phase of study holidays,I have a seasonal pursuit of understanding my attachment to this nation, contributions, if any, I have made in promoting this sense of Indian-ness within me &/ others . So what does this Independence day & thus Indian-ness mean to me?
               As a senior Software Engineer, this Independence Day is extra special for me for it has fallen on a Monday. It's a long weekend, you know. Atleast 3 days of unbriddled enjoyment is guaranteed thus. For those non-Tamilians working at Chennai, it seems like an extended long weekend as many of them have 'escaped' from here a few days back itself. So our IT park canteen is free of those Non-Tamilians, whom usually are seen in groups,hardly interactive, speaking non-chalantly yet noisily in their respective mother tongue. Mallu, Golti,Settu,Singhu; no body is here. Thank God. The canteen looks calm & composed without their presence which could be clearly recognized.This groupist behaviour of their's have only alienated me further from them.
               Oh God!!!!How could a Telugu speaking Goltti eat food as pungent as a raw chilly?? It really sucks. I have seen few of them eating rice & curd mixed with raw chilly powder. However it really hurts when an American makes fun of my food preference, especially spicy food preference. Moreover these Telugus are involved in deep centred software-politics promoting their group at the cost of others, another cause of my hatredness for them.
               The Mallus are not good either. They apppear cunningly white-skinned , & fair just externally. I don't find any sense of associativity with the North Indians too. In fact I couldn't differentiate between a Bihari, Voo.P,Maa.P etc. In fact whenever any acts of criminal intent are reported in media, the first thing I do is to check if the accused was a North Indian. This cynicism is further reinforced thanks to the media (activism) reporting like "kolai valakkil 'Vada India' vaalibar kaithu"( NORTH Indian arrested in a murder case). Atleast Chinese -look-alike North East Indians could be identified based on their appearances. I was really scared to know that a few of them are man-hunters, even now. This sort of 'superficial' knowledge & evaluation was very much essential to me so that I dont run the risk of falling into their trap.
                 Fortunately I am ordained not to earn my livelihood from their land, for they may have their own set of evaluation of Tamils, more relevantly Madrasis/Sambars(who take sambar with any/every food item),usually based on prejudiced & unverified info. This would have prevented me from any sense of casual interaction with them had I been to their Mumbai,Noida etc. I heard from my lawyer friend, Indian Constitution has given every Indian citizen the right to free movement, right to reside & settle in any part of India so that a sense of brotherhood, fraternity, comity & thus Indian-ness is evolved & promoted. His lectures on brotherhood, Indian-ness, unlearning the learned prejuidices about other lingual speakers etc unsettled me, only to irritate me .Mokka paiya he is.More relevantly a JOKER.Nevertheless on this Independence Day, I wish the Constitution had given Indians the right to settle in the United States of America.
          Tension paduthraan avan!!!!
            Coming back to this long weekend program, my meticulous planning & proper co-ordination have taken me to Pudhucherry now. We have planned for this trip some 3 months earlier itself. Along with a few other team members, I rode to Puducherry in my 'Royal Enfield(RE) Classic' 350cc motor-bike. The pride in me when I say I own a RE-350, the smile on my face when I type RE, that sense of gethu ownership, that ELITIST feel was really matchless. Every other motor-bikist on road, if not the luxury vehicle owners, look very lowly in my eyes when I ride it.Equality is a misnomer. Elitism is a classy feel indeed. However this endeavour to travel did not happen overnight. I had to convince my spouse who had been insisting me to take her to her native. "I have never been to Tirunelveli for the past one year. Please understand. Its a tedious task for me to balance work & domestic life. I need a break. ", she said. Somehow I had managed to convince her & thus my FREEDOM was ascertained. Perhaps she should learn to enjoy a limited version of freedom, I presume. That 'mokka lawyer' (un)friend gave a hint that its a fundamental duty for every Indian to give up practices derogatory to the dignity of women . Poyaa yoww Joker. !!!
              However the stay here at Puducherry wasn't a complete smooth event. There are two radicalised bachelors in their early 20's amongst us, who are so idealistic & impractical who forced us to watching the recently released Tamil movie,Joker. The movie indeed is a Joker movie, very outlandish & impractical. As a man in his 30's , who is settled in life with a small & cute family, a RE motor-bike, a Hyundai Car & a double bed-room apartment , I could only feel pity for those Joker guys. But I am very sure these guys will have their ideologies changed once they settle in life.You cant keep on taking risks in life & think about leading a socially beneficial life once you understand you are happily settled with a family & OWN some 60 Lakh Rupees outstanding Home-Loan, which you have to repay in your life time. With such responsibilities comes tolerance, compromises, negligence of duty etc unless you are quite exceptional. So I felt its better to stop thinking about Indian-ness, equality , fraternity, patriotism etc instead focus on my pursuit of making all-sort-of-compromises to redeem the loan.
     By the way, I have just had a 10 rupee Indian Flag badged to my shirt pocket.Mind you, its not your One rupee flag.
                  Jai Hind. 

Friday, August 12, 2016

Kabali : Social Relevance

         Just like any other die-hard Rajini (Thaliiivaru) fan, I am obviously inclined to claim the commercial success of the movie KABALI, by itself, as a succes of the movie. However , it appeared to me that the movie has few other positive social elements which many of us may find worth noticing.
        Thalaivar is usually known for his roles as an obedient son(to his mother), protective father, securing brother (of his sisters), suggestive husband who rarely listens to his wife instead teaches how a women should be (I remember a few dialogues from the movies Padaiyappa & Baba suggesting 'womenly' attributes ). However, Kabali is a step in the right direction where Thaliiivaru confirms to his wife's commands, lets his young daughter the task of securing him etc. It is quite obvious to expect so from Pa.Ranjith who himself claims that his movies give equal & strong, if not dominant, screen presence to female characters. It was quite evident in the movie with a character Xxxxxx( mother of Attakathi Dinesh's character). The way the lady expresses her anguish balancing her self-respect & mental agony is indicative of the strength a woman yields within herself. Kabali's wife & daughter are obviously strong. Also unlike other usual movies, Pa.Ranjith's characterisation of female roles portray women's strength, economic contribution, and more importantly a very loud voice as an indicator of their suppressed power perhaps. Particularly in this movie , the role of Fathima & Meena as the main pillars of a rehabilitation centre cum school warrants appreciation understanding the nuances in it.
      I, myself, is a patron of promising fair-skin-products, sun-screen-filters etc because mainstream media & casual social interaction imbibes within me the belief "All that is Fair is lovely, & only Fair is Handsome." Thus I might have gone convinced when Thaliivaru is usually painted in 'White' to give a fairy make over for him. But presenting him without such extra-alagu elements & even having a scene portraying the female lead to be attracted mainly to the black skin of Kabali shall give a sense of associativity to many of us & painlessly questions the basic notion "Black skin is not that appealing." I have seen people evaluate bridal pairs as follows:
" Beautiful bride for an unmatching Karrruppppuuuu groom; Bride looks pretty & homely (latchanamaa is the exact Tamil word usage I have heard then) despite being black. "
      I have a natural affinity towards looking for unique cultural elements portrayed through movies viz the local slang, domestic cuisines etc. I did observe the repeated usage of the word PONNI(I think so) in this movie. I think it might be used to express anything in its superlative degree among Malaysian Tamils. Dialogues like PONNI taste, PONNIIII Azhagu etc were present . Similarly there were local words referring to drugs,weapons etc (Katti Maathrathu,sarakku in Malaysia (vs) Tamilnadu). CHADAIYAN was used to refer to Chinese it seems. It might very well come along with all prejudices associated with such usage , as we could see in the case of referring to South Indians as Madrasis, North Indians as Saettu etc. The common social outlook about a Madrasi is that he is black skinned, nationally non-integrative, enimical to Hindi, speaks a very very difficult language Tamil. Also as a token of respect Tamils use the suffix "R" while "N" is usually a denigrating reference. Eg: The names of all castes in Tamilnadu's official records were corrected like BrahmanaR, MukkuvaR, VannaaR, VellaalaR from the previously apparent demeaning references like "BrahmanaN, MukkuvaN, VannaaN". So ChadaiyaN may have in itself similar prejudices ,I guess. Any attempts at correcting such racial prejudices could be tried through Cinema , not just capturing it in its reality.
      Having captured the life of people from North Chennai as realistically as possible including their interests in Hip-Hop, foot ball, actual MADRAS slang etc the natural next level progress for Pa.Ranjith was to initiate some debates about the problems people belonging to socially backward & marginalised classes face. Although many social groups have had their lives captured in mainstream cinema through a variety of movies, the screen space provided for people belonging to further lower social strata was very limited & Pa.Ranjith has filled such vacuum with his movies so far. To quote a scene from the movie Kabali, if we closely observe the facial reaction of Yogi(Kabali's daugther) when she meets a person claiming to be coming from MADRAS and juxtapose it with her reaction when the same person helps securing her family, the guilt within her was expressed subtly. The power of visual media is that it does not require dialogues all the time to convey emotions. Visuals suffice. Such skin based, face focused, slang determined prejudices we have for our fellow beings are covertly dealt with in this movie.
     In an era of globalization & urban centric economic development, it becomes very mandatory for every social group to live in comity with fellow groups, tolerant to & accomodative of various cultural practices. That certainly requires basic understanding of each others cultural space & to act accordingly. Cinema could help in achieving this however without providing any space for honouring repressive social practices & without pitting different social groups against each other.  

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Public Grievances & Political Participation

Boarding any train operated by Indian Railways,only to find the service & journey inconvenient? Before shifting to other modes of transport or a higher class of train travel, give the grievance redressal mechanism at the centre ( pgportal.gov.in) a try. It serves a variety of purpose.
      My first hand experience with Public Grievance Redressal mechanisms, both at the Centre & the State (cmcell.tngov.in), gives me an enthralled feeling that my words are being taken into consideration even during non-election times. How would you feel when a senior technical engineer from otherwise customer unfriendly public sector undertaking, BSNL, politely respond to your prepaid mobile phone connectivity problem,by personally inspecting the problem site,& also reasoning out with you being a complainant.
      During recent Chennai Floods(December 2015), TamilNadu Electricity Board(TNEB) immediately restored power supply,after 3 days of non-supply, when a neighbour preferred a complaint directly with TNEB. My online representation regarding frequent voltage fluctuations was also appropriately disposed off by the TNEB authorities within a short period of time.
   Although my complaint about mobile phone apps such as Flipkart,Facebook etc accessing my Contacts list & thereby risking the privacy of all my contactees is kept unresolved citing 'Policy Decision under consideration ', invariably there is some interest or more relevantly some pressure from Higher Authorities to dispose off the petitions on time. The recent direction from the Prime Minister's Office(PMO) to all concerned ministries to dispose off public grievances within 60 days is a case in point. Empowered citizens could enlighten democracy by making the public administration accountable. Participation in politics does not necessarily mean we should mandatorily cast our vote. A mobile phone with internet connection, a few minutes of our time are perhaps of some relevance. 

Monday, December 14, 2015

மனமே

மனமே 

என்  மனமே
என் நிழலே
எந்தன் பிரதியே
ஏன்  கலக்கம் ?

விழி மூடா,
நீ கண்ட
கனவுகள் எங்கே?
களவு போனதா ?
கலைந்து போனதா ?
ஏன் தடுமாற்றம் ?

யோகம் நம்பாத
தன்னை நம்பும்
உந்தன்
முயற்சி எங்கே ?
முடிந்து போனதா ?
மயங்கி போனதா ?

என் மனமே
ஏன் கலக்கம் ?


உழைப்புக்கு
 ஊதியம் கேட்கும்
உந்தன் உறுதி எங்கே ?
பாறை போன்ற
உந்தன் தீர்க்கம் எங்கே ?
ஏன் தடுமாற்றம் ?

நிலம் நோக்காது
நிமிர்ந்து நில், மனமே !
 கலக்கம் தவிர்.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Love You Appa

Anbulla Appa,
             I have written a few letters in my life so far, including a complaint letter addressed to the powerful State and another to the even more powerful 'God' although without receiving any reply from them both.But I havent have expressively written one to you. Perhaps because we have been in consistent touch, speaking to each other or more pertinently hearing each others voice invariably every passing day. Or may be because I am cultured not to publicly display love and affection but rather to consider public as a space for spreading squalor or filth. I may have even found it little awkward to express MY(our) love for you, and our limited(if not biased) evaluation of you, very explicitly in written form. However I do not want to procrastinate it further. Here it comes.
   
       First of all I plead before you to forgive me for going very personal and belongingly possessive of you or your love, if at all I go so anywhere in this letter. For you have taught us more on collective belonging rather than on private possession. We siblings have shared not just our home, room,bicycles, motor-bikes etc but also our parents. Its not that we did not personally own each one of them but we have been nurtured to think each and every thing-living and non-living- as a collective & common good for three of us as far as possible. We have never said "My appa/amma" but felt comfortable saying "enga appa". Even today when we 3 of your sons have grown up and are all SETTLED, we still continue to have that in our mind not to claim anything for exclusive personal possession. You should not be very surprised why we siblings long for and try to grab every opportunity ,that appears to pass through our way, to settle down in our locality with enga amma-appa . So you can even be boastful of  your way of nurturing us that make us to live as a happy joint family.
              As every other child, we grew considering you as our  super-hero. I remember feeling so excited whenever someone says I resemble more of you. Round face, curly hair were a few physical attributes we longed for in our childhood. My penchant for white Khadi shirt is because its enga appa's signature wear. Equally we may have had regrets when somebody passes a comment that we look like our mom. Yes its true. Biologically your's X Chromosome was the sole determinant of our gender, being a male, but amma has contributed with her Y Chromosome. But she apparently has felt contented and satisfied to disown us when it comes to claims of resemblance of physical appearance, even if reality -both on our appearance and her actual feeling- may be otherwise.
          As you know very well, amma is amma. All that she craves for is our well-being and love, and satisfies with her being identified as your wife and our mom. Sacrifice is the only language she speaks, nothing more, nothing less. Agree, accommodate and adjust,  and compromise, love and care are the scripts she is well versed in. However I need not have to tell you about the love you both have on each other. And there are times when I have tried to gauge your mental strength to face a double whammy of death of your daughter and consequential loss of mental balance of our amma. We infant-siblings were put under relatives'  care then whose separation would have exacerbated your mental well-being. Its nothing but your love for our amma that had helped her regain herself and brought us all together.
            Appa, can we ever forget the ideals that you reckon very much in life. Self-esteem, dignity, service to others, humbleness, introspective maturity and humanity etc are a few things you would never want to compromise on.  You were working, are working and would continue to work for ever in your life time, as far as I have understood you. You  love to lead a financially independent life and any form of social security such as pension, insurance, or any notion of old age retirement or rest is unknown to you.
          While male children are considered to be an economic security source who could be relied upon during a parents' old age, you are inclined not to depend on us on your financial needs. To all the functions that we have organised in our family in recent times, including two marriage functions, you have put your financial contribution. You did not even want us to spend money for amma's medical surgery as a symbolic gesture that your wife should be treated from your earnings through out your life time. This is despite the fact that you have been working for over 5 decades without adequate rest or any means of extra enjoyment. All that you demand from us is moral support not monetary support. Your sense of self-esteem is also evident in all your dealings with your friends, powerful politicians and businessmen friends, and government authorities. You would always want to differentiate between being compliant to official authority and subservient to the same. Hope you would very well remember few of your organised opposition to political and official authorities as a government registered works contractor. Submitting yourself before them for any personal gains is unheard of.
       And the main thing with you that impresses every one of us- of course not much of amma- is your proclivity to help others un-invitedly. We feel very proud to notice that our father lends his helping hands to others even if that involves monetary hardship for him. Even when he takes 100 Rs @ 3% monthly interest from someone , he will not hesitate to donate a significant part of it to those needing help. Both of my elder brothers have learnt that art of being a helping hand, from you,which I am yet to articulately learn.
        Even before Shivaji Ganesan- Kamal Haasan duo emotionally kindled a section of viewers' senses and insisted on leading a socially beneficial personal life, through a famous Tamil movie Devarmagan, you have impressed upon that sense on us. A government civil engineer could help atleast a few works contractor-families in living happily. A senior government civil servant could help thousands of families live happily. Whereas a private professional career, life in a 'heavenly' foreign soil, posh living would be just self fulfilling. "Lead a life with public purpose" is your life message for us.  To all our happiness, one of your sons has been working as a Civil Engineer with the Tamilnadu government. And I request you not to worry too much about the rest, WE  would ensure that we repay this society and this Nation, which has overwhelmed us with many form of social assistance.
                You had some initial disagreements over your sons' life-partner choices. "Every parent wants to choose the life partners for their KIDS" - you said then. When two of your sons, back to back,  have indulged in their otherwise rare self-assertion by choosing your daughters-in-law and thus denying you those rights, it would have certainly hurt you. The social identities such as caste, religion, cultural practices etc with which a person associates are usually restrictive, rarely providing for any marriage alliance between families of different identities. Such inhibitions are much more ingrained in the milieu of people hailing from lower strata in the socio-economic hierarchy. However you were neither stubborn nor unforgiving and gave up your apparent rights ,for your sons' well being. You are so accommodative and appear to be happy of your daughters-in-law now. Sometimes I wonder how our father, coming from a humble social and economic background and not exposed to much of outsiders' cultural characters and living, could come out of the casteist and religiously determined orthodoxy which are so prevalent in his immediate social surrounding. You are even ready to subject your activities (not all however) to scrutiny at our family level and are open to convincing suggestions and changes.  So we are very aware that enga appa is a person who could be moved if we could convince him even if it takes some time.
    You are a person of exceptional humbleness, except in the past when you spoke of your sons' academic achievements, and compassion. You will lend money to others without demanding any interest payment however you may have got that money at some monthly payable interest. You may have been angry with your workers but would not exploit them and their work. A good part of your earnings are being donated to whomsoever you find it relevant. Never wonder " tharmathukku kattupattu seyvaen"(My actions are controlled by moral consideration) is your oft-repeated dialogue.
        Appa, you were so careful enough to cultivate the value system of living within our means. Yes, you have got us whatever we sought for in our childhood. But you made sure that we do not seek anything from you that may understandably fall out of our parents' ability to offer. You used to tell a story wherein "a father encourages his daughter to score well in her studies and promises to reward her accordingly. For every improved performance, he gets her higher value products as per her wishes. One day he tells his daughter not to perform well because she appeared to have demanded for a gift that he could not afford to buy. " We are sure to pass on this story to your grand-children at the appropriate time.
            I have rarely seen any person like you who is so loving and concerned about his children and their safety. Even at this age of 29 years, you consider myself to be susceptible to kidnapping by unknown persons or vulnerable to accidents caused by rash driving of others. You want every one of us to sign your mentally held attendance-verification-register by personally hearing to our voices through phone calls, whenever we are out of home. You are actually a fragile person who is very sensitive to others feelings and would broke down not so rarely. We share a conviction that its your ability to vent your feelings through these emotional expressions that you are able to keep yourself  relatively relaxed and less worried.
        Appa, you are a source of inspiration, not just during our childhood but even now. We may want to emulate you and become a responsible human being, a not so irrational citizen, an unmatchable father. And on this Father's day I assure you one thing, like what Kamal Haasan promises his father in Devarmagan movie, that I would lead a socially purposeful life. Don't worry too much about me. I am not unsettled. In fact I am very well SETTLED with your guiding presence, moral support and never ending love and care. Take sufficient rest appa.
                          We love you.
                                                                     Piriyamudan,
                                                             T.M.Rajeev Ganth
                                                       
         
     

Monday, March 23, 2015

அன்பு மகள்களுக்கு,
                          என்ன எழுதுவது என்று முடிவு செய்யாமல் எதையோ எழுத தொடங்கும் சித்தப்பாவின் கடிதம்.நாளை பெரியவள் தர்ஷி செல்லத்தின் ஐந்தாவது பிறந்த தினம். எங்கள் மூத்த மகள் , இந்த மண்   தொட்டு, நம் மனைகள் தவிழ்ந்து, விழுந்து, எழுந்து , நடந்து ,ஆடி, சாடி, தளர்ந்து , எங்கள் மனங்கள் திருடிய ஐந்து அற்புத , ஆச்சர்ய வருடங்கள்.
                   
                  நேற்று தர்ஷிமா உன்னோடு தொலைபேசியில் பேசிய போது , " எப்ப ராஜுப்பா வருவீங்க " , என்ற முதல் கேள்வியோடு, " நான் ஒரு கேள்வி கேட்டா, நீங்க ஏன் 5 கேள்வி கேட்கறீங்க ? ", என்று கேட்கிறாய். ஒரு வேளை  இதே கேள்வியை நான் பணி செய்த போது என் சக பணியாளர் என்னிடம் கேட்டிருந்தால் ,  நான்  கோபம் கொண்டிருக்கக் கூடும்.

                     சில தினங்கள் முன்பு  திருக்குறள் வாசிக்கையில் ,  " தான் கோபப்பட்டால் எடுபடும் இடத்தில் ,ஒருவன் தன்  கோபத்தை அடக்க வேண்டும். மற்ற இடத்தில் கோபத்தை அடக்கினால்  என்ன அடக்காவிட்டால்  என்ன  " என்று வாசித்தேன்.  கற்க கசடற என்ற வள்ளுவர் வழி வந்தவன் அல்ல நான். 'நிற்க அதற்க்கு தக' , அது யாருக்கோ சொன்னது போல தான் புரிந்து வைத்து இருக்கிறேன். எனினும் உன்னிடம் கோபம் வரவில்லை.  பதிலுக்கு சிரிப்பும், கொஞ்சம் பூரிப்புமே இருந்தது. ஒரு வேளை , எங்கள் மகளான உன்னிடம் தோற்பதில் எனக்கு ஆட்சேபனை இல்லை  போலும்.
   
             ' என்னுடைய பிள்ளை என்னை ஜெய்க்கிறதே
            என்னை விட உயரத்தில் பறந்து, சிகரம்  தொட,...'
என்ற திரைப்பட பாடல் நினைவுக்கு வருகிறது.

                        இந்த வீட்டில் வெறும் 5 வயதான நீ, பெரியவள் என்ற நிலை அடைந்த அசௌகர்யம் நினைத்து சில நேரம் வருந்தி இருக்கிறேன்.  உனக்கு பிறகு நம் வீட்டில் இரு தங்கைகள் உனக்கு வந்ததின் வெளிப்பாடு அது. ஒருவேளை அது உந்தன் குழந்தை பருவத்தின் .........to be continued..

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Secularism ----- religious attitudes


             For the last few months I happen to listen to too many public/private debates on secularism.There were claims and counter claims on the relevance of this socio-political concept of secularism. In a series of articles I would attempt to presenand questions related to secularism or more precisely on pseudo-secularism as some one there may wish it to be referred to.
                                  To deal with secularism, I consider it to be relevant to discuss on the role of religion in determining our private attitudes. Most of these attitudes and beliefs, I suppose, are prejudicial and biased, instrumentally learned from and conditioned by our families or private relationship however not without individual personal enforcement ie I, as an individual, cannot abdicate my role in enforcing these attitudes even though they are learned from my ecosystem. Some of these may even be the breeding ground for hatredness ultimately compromising social harmony and or national integrity.
                 But I understand that I am Constitutionally obliged to abide by its ideals and hence at the very outset let me reiterate the gist of what the Supreme Court of India says on right to freedom of speech and attendant reasonable restrictions-- " What is offensive shall be determined keeping in mind the views of a stable, reasonable, rational person and not that of some one who is easily impressionable. "Also I may want not to forget that  it is a fundamental duty to develop  ' scientific temper, humanism and the spirit of enquiry and reforms'. Please dont be prematuredly offended.

                                Religious Atttitudes

              In a pluralistic society like ours with enormous diversity, 'Unity in Diversity ' is a relevant, compulsory topic which attracts atleast a 5 marks question in all Social Science examinations when I was a school student. I used to memorize the standard answer - centered around not just tolerating but also respecting various avenues of Indian diversity including race,religion, caste, language, class etc- and usually score well in this topic.
                  However when Tamil cine music-director Yuvan Shankar Raja publicly revealed that he had changed his religious faith with utmost conscience, many questions did arise in my mind regarding his personal choice. Let me not reveal those questions but I leave it presumable to the reader and his/her own personal evaluation on this conversion. How do you evaluate this choice of ILAIYARAJA's son? Please try to analyze the influence of your immediate social milieu in determining your evaluation.
                   It is accepted that the manner of dressing, language used, hair style, food habits and other cultural elements usually give a clue about the religious faith of people around us. A casual person, dressed in lungi and seen with untrimmed beard, shaven mustache did attract the attention of many passengers while he was travelling in a crowded railway coach. I would have expected such attention-gathering affinity not even for a Bollywood movie star. Why did he attract the eyes of all around there? Was it law of attraction that was in force then or law of suspicion? What role do the society, media and I AS AN INDIVIDUAL have in normalising our prejudices at the social level ?
       Population of Kanyakumari district officially contains atleast 40% religious minorities, mostly people of Christian religious faith,but the government school where I had studied did not have even 25% religious minority students. The case is much worse in case of under graduate college education wherein not even 5% of students in the college I studied were from religious minority groups.
           A friend who practises Christianity told that being a minority this land is unsafe for him and he may soon empower himself to settle in a foreign country. Why is this feel of insecurity even though every Indian citizen is Constitutionally guaranteed to be free to practise, profess and propagate any religion? Does equality of treatment being compromised in our society?
       I dont have a convincing answer as to why I don't have many non-Hindu friends although they are numerically dominant in Kanyakumari district. While people tend to conglomerate in a similar-cultural environment, there are some cases of exclusivity prohibiting people from other cultural belief to inhabit their locality. While caste based exclusivity is well evident in Hindu habitations, I have seen some localities in our district where non-Muslims and non-Christians are to be excused. Even renting of house in such localities for people from other religious faith is prohibited.
                   I remember asking my friend why his cousin was given a Hindu name. He questioned back, "Wasn't it an Indian name?". But when he revealed his full name it was a Christian name as I have expected. So I have a predetermined belief as to what constitutes a Hindu name or Christian name. One of my kids' name is 'Dipika Logini' and a Christian-friend said that it seems to be a Christian name too.In case of Tamil cinema I suppose there are conscious attempts to change the names of actors in such a way that their original religious faith is not readily identified. Why is there not much films in Tamil where the protagonist is a Christian/Muslim? Does business take an excessively prejudiced opinion?
              A Hindu mason once declined to take water from a Muslim saying that they are untidy. While majority of the Muslims are engaged in self-employment, but for their Briyani making ability, it appears that not many people from other religious faith would hire a Muslim cook. Have you ever hired a domestic worker- a cook in particular- who practises a religion other than yours? Have you allowed them to access your rest room?  It is a well known fact that formal financial system players such as banks are reluctant to lend to Muslims and there are cases of blanket ban on lending to certain Muslim dominated localities. Isn't it a brutal form of discrimination?
                   While breaking law is not so uncommon, what opinion do you have against people claiming fake reservation benefits? I have known a few families that still practises Christianity but officially are termed as Hindu families to claim SC reservation benefits. A few of them work in higher government official positions. Its a different matter that the Ranganath Mishra Committee has recommended for SC status to eligible Christian and Muslim families.
                 My parents visit Churches very often and attend both Catholic and Protestant prayers. Monthly private prayer meetings are still being organised in our home often but there is something that prevents us from allowing my sister-in-law, who is a Christian, to attend prayers at the Church at Nagercoil. Interestingly my brother is as highly religious as my sister-in-law is and both have contradictory opinion on each others religion while my niece takes sides as and when required. Yet it is love that binds them all. Does it imply the superiority of humanism and love over religious proclivity or a mere compromise that is waiting for the right moment to break out with vulcanic thrust?
            If you take marriages, religious faith is obviously expressed even in non-religious  matters. A Christian friend told that their bridegrooms use to wear suits because they are Christians. Another friend claimed that the Hindus have a compulsion to print the names of their relatives on marriage invitation card while Christians are free not to to do this.
                      A Christian fish-seller asked my mother, "Why should you rush to the marriage function? After all your people are not going to serve non-vegetarian food as ours." While another Hindu friend told he has a compulsion not to use drum bands in his marriage function because it is an identity of Christians. A Muslim friend told that in Hindu marriages main function occurs at late morning hours but food is served very late inviting the wrath of others whereas marriage under his faith are organized usually at noon and lunch is served very soon.
           Although serving non-vegetarian food is quite common even in Hindu family marriage functions in Kanyakumari district, a neighbour said he wants to differentiate om Hindus and hence will serve beef instead. While we served non-vegetarian food as dinner for our family marriage functions, there were advices not to do this as we are Hindus. Ofcourse these attitudes may not be that harmful.
                 A Hindu friend told me that he could not see Dr.A.P.J.Abdul Kalam as a Muslim. So he seems to have a sense on how a Muslim may behave/look like. While the whole nation celebrated when A.R.Rahman was awarded the USA-Academy awards( Oscar) and no religious identity was brought to the fore then , Sania Mirza may have an additional burden of proving her patriotic zeal very often because of her marital choice.
                      Whenever people speak about religious conversion, I have noticed that not many speak about conversion of foreigners by Hindu groups. Even many refute to acknowledge that after over four centuries of European presence in India, people who have converted to Christianity were less than 4% at the national level. A retired school teacher advised me to pray to only his God so that I shall clear my examinations. I have myself witnessed religious prayers being offered at Trivananthapuram Government hospital by outsiders. When District Collector of Kanyakumari district spoke publicly against religious gatherings within District Hospital, there was widespread agitations against his initiatives.
        A friend asked why the Indian Constitution should insist on non-slaughter of cows, associating it to satisfying Hindu interests. However it is true that it was ancient  Hindu religious practice to sacrifice cows which was openly opposed by Buddhists and Jainists.
                 In social media platforms I have observed people getting easily offended when some body from other religious faith pinpoints to the superstitious practices of their  religion. Also the playing of religious songs through public-disturbing speakers, by their own religious institution do not dusturb them in the same way as those played by other institutions.
             While mishandling of foreign donations by Churches got much attention in my immediate neighborhood not much debate was initiated when Ranji*** fame Nithyanandha was imprisoned. Can anybody forget the support mobilized by self-styled godman Rampal going against the law of land? Why do religious cults attract much following?
                     In a private channel interview Tamilnadu Jammad Chairman was asked if there werent any forced and allured religious conversions done in Tamilnadu. He said that Islam do not have any missionary-architecture and aligned foreign aids that are essential to do the questioned conversion. People embrace Islam religion by being attracted to any of its  tenets, he claimed.
                            While I still continue to receive specially cooked non-vegetarian items or baked food from my Muslim/Christian friends during special occasions like Bagrid/Christmas, there  is not commensurate reciprocity by the Hindus, I feel.
                     

To be continued......
       Part 2 : Constitution, secularism and religion
        Part 3 : Political secularism

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Not fair but unfair

 Except my hair ( if at all I have enough of it), I dont like anything black. Any thing that is not very fair appears to be less attractive to me. Not just fellow humans but also the rice I eat to the additive sugar or salt, I usually prefer very fair coloured one. I have a subconscious belief that all that is not fair is unfair and strictly subscribe to the belief that fair is not just lovely but also handsome. Never wonder there is a famous Tamil cine-dialogue that one who is fair complexioned will never lie.( VELLAIYAA IRUKKRAVAN POI SOLLA MAATTAN).
       
                       If given a chance my mom resorts to cooking brown-rice and even starts lecturing on the nutritional advantage of it over the excessively polished white rice.However the most disgusting rice is those delivered in PDS(Public Distribution System) shops- popularly known as ration shops. Atleast 40 crores of Indians are still reliant on this ration supplied rice for their daily subsistence,which sometimes is not sufficient to many.

                      Have you ever seen the ration-rice?I do not understand how these people who are dependent on ration-supplied rice eat it.Even the smell of this rice some times prevent me from even accessing the PDS shops.We are privileged to have not used it.Let us thank God, the Almighty ,for making us economically powerful to afford a market supplied, fair and lovely, polished rice.

                            However I own a Below Poverty Line Ration card using which the rice is purchased free of cost from the PDS shop and usually is used for our pet-dog's consumption. At the starting of every month, we shall see middle-agents near PDS shops who will purchase this rice at a cheaper price from us. Thanks to them and their strong supply chain system, the same rice reaches the market as my favourite fair and handsome, neat and clean, white rice.Without them and their value addition, shiny and soft rice,even if it is nutrition defecient and very expensive, may not be in supply. So I would like to extend my heart felt gratitude to them for providing me with fair, clean and shiny rice and also sugar whereas to the State for not restraining them in the name of any health or standards regulation.

   

Monday, January 5, 2015

Salute U thatha

                             After withdrawing the maximum amount allowed in an ATM per day transaction, I offered the security guard of the ATM, 20Rs as tips.The security-guard should be about 60 years of age. He is a typical MADARASI- oiled hair, dark skin, thick mustache- atleast as novelist Chetan Bagath would expect Tamils to be. Usually in metropolis like Chennai city, if persons like him seek help from us, particularly in identifying an address,I MAY not attend to because I believe that to get an address clarified you need a face value. Not every address seeker gets the required assistance because WE PEOPLE are practical and cautious. However I personally envied his dense lock of hair. Even if Amazon forest's Ervamatin-promoters spend some billions in marketing their apparent hair-growth oil they may not succeed in capturing Indian market if there are hairs as his.

                                 Unlike the other usual older security guards of ATMs , he was very fit i.e without any baggy-belly or hanging waist-line which is my definition of being fit. He also had perfectly dressed himself in his uniform with his shirts tucked in and polished black shoes, that made him look like a retired ex-service man. According to Myntra app(online fashion market place), dressing is an art and thus he appeared to be an artist. But I had more than one reason to begin a short conversation with him.

                             Although initially reluctant to speak he became much responsive and interactive subsequently. There was enormous pride in him when he said he was once a practising farmer- THE FEEDER OF PEOPLE, he claimed. Leave aside all natural, governmental/market policy led complications, a farmer still practises agriculture with deep felt conviction and heart felt pride, he averred. He expressed with a poetic note that when the crop is ready for harvest, a farmer feels just like a to-be mother pregnant lady. Equally he had expressed an inferior feeling when he said that he was forced to give up farming when his agricultural land was acquired for a road extension project.

                           But I had a larger role to defend my self-respect in front of an unknown person. So I did not tell him that in software-services industry, ENGINEERS ARE BELITTLED and could be easily removed from the job even without fulfilling the mandatory regulatory obligations such as notice period etc, when he questioned if we could be denied our economic livelihood in the way he was forced to.

                       Nevertheless it appears that the promised road extension project did not kick off even after five years, instead an Indian made foreign liquor factory (the life line for Tamilnadu's Revenue generation) was established nearby where some of his long time former farmer-colleagues found unmatching job.But he claimed to have declined the job of security guard in the factory because his CONSCIENCE prohibits him from working for a SAARAAYA KADAI(liquor shop).

 "I have not even smelled alchohol in my 75 years of living. Never had I been hospitalised in my life so far.NAL OLUKKAM(MORALITY) romba mukkiyam thambi" , he continued.

 "I have never fallen asleep in my duty hours and have never rested in the ATM cabin when a customer is using it. Manushanaa DHARMATHUKKU(morality/ethics) kattu padanum" , he followed.

               When he began talking about Law of Dharma, I was about to dwell deep on my private-ethics in professional career. I really wonder if I have any such ethical underpinning. However the number of pages of colour print-outs for personal use, accessing facebook and whatsapp during office hours, submitting fake receipts during onsite travel etc did not flash in my mind. Instead I felt that it is high time I stopped the conversation with him lest feel outraged.
   
                 Before I left the place, he asked me a final question to which I did just smile.

                " Thambi neenga enna aalunga?" ( which caste do you belong to?)

                  Whenever I cross that ATM locality, I continue to remember that person and his dignified look when he declined to take that 20Rs. Perhaps even a larger denomination of money will not have compromised his integrity.And thus I had a reason to begin a conversation with him.

Salute you Thatha. Thats all I can do because I am a PRACTICAL person.

Friday, June 13, 2014

அவள்-இவள்

                                                             அவள்-இவள்

ஓட்டிப்  பிறக்கவில்லை
ஒரு தாய் வயிற்றிலுமில்லை
எட்டியும் எட்டாத
அன்பின் உச்சத்தில்
அவளும் இவளும்.

காந்த கருவிழி
"அவள்" தன் இருவிழி
அடாவடியாய் அன்பு பேசும்
கலாட்டாவின் காதலி அவள்
"கொஞ்சமாய் குட்டியாய்"
குழந்தை மொழி சொல்வாள்.

மழலை மொழி மறவா
குழந்தை வழி "இவள்"
சிரிப்பில் சிறைபடுத்தும்
' நாட்டிய ' சூறாவளி
பிறர் மனம் வருத்தாத
வார்த்தை ஜால வித்தகி.

அதிசயமே! அதிசயமே!
துறைமுகத்து  (தூத்துக்குடி)
கப்பல் ஓன்று
தெருவோரம்  ( தெரு??? )
தரை தட்டியது
அதிசயமே!

காலம் கைகோர்க்க
பள்ளிக்கூடம் ( ??) பாதை போட
அதிரடியாய்
அவளின் பிரியம்
அணுவணுவாய்
இவளை ஈர்க்க

நிழல் கலைந்து
நிஜம் உடுத்தும்
"குழந்தையும்  சிரிப்புமாய் "
அவளும் இவளும்.

பக்கம் பக்கமாய் இருவருக்கும்
வந்து சேர்ந்த காதல் கடிதம்
கற்பனையிலும் காட்டாத
காதலின் வீரியம்
பக்குவமாய்
இவள் சொன்னாள்

"ஆணாய் அவள் இருந்தால்
அவளே  (என்) அவர் "

ஓட்டிப்  பிறக்கவில்லை
ஒரு தாய் வயிற்றிலுமில்லை
எட்டியும் எட்டாத
அன்பின் உச்சத்தில்
என்
இரட்டை சகோதரிகள்.                                                             

அன்பின் அம்மா

பூட்டிக்கிடக்கும் நம் வீடு, புடவைக் கட்டிய வயதான தாய்மார் கருப்பு மையிடாத அப்பாவின் தலைமுடி , 'அப்பம்மா பார்க்கிறாங்க' என்கிற மகள் ...