Indian and India

Perhaps this was not going to be my next title to be shared. Today I was to discuss some other topic. But, suddenly I am realising ‘it’ to be discussed.

Not complexing this any more, let you know that India comprises two categories of people. The first, who lives in India and has its nationality. They are the Indians.

The second category of people are the one who reflects country’s culture, motto,notion in their living. These are in themselves- INDIA.

Now, what let me to talk about this?

I see, certain emerging thoughts which consider ‘Indian culture’ and social norms as rag and cause of unupliftment.

What is upliftment then?

Following the notion of being ‘The Cools’, henceforth drinking, attending bars? Night outs? Or..wearing ‘hell’?

The thought of upliftment should be about- Learning good. Excelling in different fields. Becoming a human resource to one’s nation. Upliftment of any country should be done in every possible spheres in such a way that the original sole beauty of the country is maintained.

The filtered cultural believes must be opted. One should take pride in taking stand for and representing India.

 

How sweet and colourful different costumes, traditions and languages we have! What a marvellous story, the history of jewellery in India depicts! Such a diversity, and yet we understand one-another, pay respect to each tongue. It’s so interesting to know and learn enormous languages..almost each city has its own acsent. Have you ever tried to learn regional indian languages?

I see, we get inspired from Western culture. Why so..?? Have you thought ever? This is because, people from West, represent ‘The West’ , represent their country in their living. Think, do you represent your country through your living?

Take pride in your heritage, languages, and culture. Take pride in India.

Opting different styles, might be your choice. But the adaptation should not be done in a way that you loose India somewhere in in West.

Let India exist in the world in the way it is letting you to exist in it.

 

So, what you choose, being an Indian or being The INDIA..?

“Reservation & Mandal Commission”: How much successfull in eradicating discrimination?

Can’t say to what extent diversity results in unity.  But discrimination’ is always an assured by product of diversity.

‘Discrimination’, a well nourished and flourished tree that has several baseis as it’s ‘branches’! One such branch is- ‘Caste’. Ah! It’s not today, that ‘the term’ is striking my mind. It was the day, when I encountered the same word, “Caste” in dictionary, meaning- ” Each of  the Hindu social classes”. And yes, I realised once again that this branch of discrimination is all self-created parasitic branch for society with no roots..and running from years by couple of hands, for being in advantage and maintaining the “Master-Slave custom” in social lives.

This “Master-Slave” relation was getting flourished at a rate, unstoppable. And thus to make a try to stop it, Indian govt.came up with ‘RESERVATION POLICY’ in providing education and govt.job opportunity to backward communities.

This solution wasn’t unfair to forwards! ..Because the basic basis was “SOCIAL”, which had always been unfair to backwards.

If ‘providing reservation’ was not unfair then why it could not stop discrimination..?

 

Before estimating any answer, we must make a note on ‘Mandal Commission’, a commission which gave a report on reservation.

Mandal Commission was established in the year 1980. Completed its report in 1983, and the reservation policy could not be implemented before the yr. 1992. The commission had put forward 11 factors in account of backward classes, that comprises social, educational and economic factors. Among these, social factors were given weightage of 3points, followed by 2 & 1points for educational and economic factors respectively.

Thus, the need of reservation was basically ‘The Social Discrimination’.

It was concluded in report that- ” A child from an advanced class family and that of a backward family have the same intelligence at the time of birth. Then, owing to the vast difference in social, environmental and cultural factors, the former will beat the latter by lengths in competitive fields.”

 

Report of Mandal Commission and implementation of reservation policy have surely risen up the economic and educational status among backwards, to some extent. But, has provided a new boost to the persisted social discrimination!

Making new categories is persisting the division of society. Discrimination will flourish until the particular branches are cut, and a policy of ONE CASTE to all is implemented. That caste would be ‘INDIAN’!

 

The govt.has taken one more step in making a further division and norm of being ‘the needy general’ and ‘the rich general’, through its policy of “Reservation to the poor general community”.

The tree of discrimination is strengthening its new ‘twig’, of “discrimination on economic basis”!

 

Me!

Its about more than two months now..blogging. I have visited many writings these while, and shared few. I have tried to understand reader’s choice. I am now realising to share my introductory. More likely because sometimes, I too do not understand my own self. I think, making an introduction would help me to introspect myself once more.

I Antra Mani, am just a student! ‘A student’,  in itself is the word containing a bunch of question..that I can’t accurately answer to. I am learning. What? Well, everything I can! ..as I mention, one should learn everything about something & something about everything“.

I am in last of my “Teenage”. I find it interesting to share that I was a SCIENCE student..and was preparing for MEDICAL. Well doctor’s mind hardly goes beyond the book! And my mind..ah..it always travelled far and far. So I wasn’t on the right track! Medical was something..I just wanted as an honourable job.But, then I realised to follow my excitation points..and I choosed to go for history and literature,  And choosed to live and try to let live the world with my writings!

Well, start of anything is never so easy..particularly in our Indian society. And it’s good, to find things hard..as it helps you to encounter truth of life.

Here, Parents, relatives and community, deliberately decides much of our lives. Luckily, being self-obsessed and obstinate work sometimes..and worked in my case.

Coming to BLOG. I decided to write blogs..I think, because, a thinker is empty without listeners.

I am not a mind blowing writer. As I said, I am just a student. It’s only about three months that I try to share whatever goes through this traveller mind.

Yes, I keep one motive. A motive of forming a nation full of “smart citizens”, rather than smart cities, with unaware citizens. Thus ,I prefer in my writings, ‘THE TRUTH’, which one should realise and remain far away from ‘THE SAYINGS’. I try to encourage or make you realise every important aspect where one should work. Be it, literacy or knowledge..fashion or trends..love..hate..or worship.

So, this was “NOT ALL ABOUT, but ME”.. driving on a new way. ‘New’ , but NOT ‘unknown’.

Hope, you all to be the passbyers, and I, to collect and share good memories, on this journey!

Heart’s nature, reflects ‘NATURE’

Find your match..

There exist the heart changeable like ‘CLOTHES’,      they are the hip-hop person,who entertains the most.                                                                                   From ‘good morning’s to ‘good night’, they are charged full.                                                                           Their lives take no worry..with variable choices, they are called ‘the cools’.                             They are never serious and honest..                      ..so, hardly ever complete any promise.

 

Second in my list, lie the heart with characteristics of H2O.                                                                       Make only friends, have no foes.                                   They mold themselves in accordance to situation,                                                                             taking advantage of time and people, is their thought and notion.                                                            They are not always cunning, may also be sweet and kind,                                                          Beware! Deal with such heart, with mind.

 

Comes next the unprectible heart as WEATHER..      seems cool now, and then can make you to shiver greater.                                                                   Pretends to be very serious and smart..              but simply, can’t easily gain any heart.       Unwantedly, you’ll feel the fear,                                better, in front of them, protective shields,one should wear.

 

Then there lie the least changeable heart like SEASON.                                                                              They have their particular and distinguished notion for every condition.                                   Very experienced and calm, the situational changes,they welcome and adorn.                                 Yes,can get violent, but are lovely as dawn.

 

Also there are found the persons with ‘ROCK-HEART’.                                                                            Have ‘no-change’ policy,                                                  their lives run in conspiracy.                                     Want the world to run on their conditions and terms..                                                                                          ..to others, they pay no concern.                        Gets weathered with time and never gets whole-hearted love and wariness..                       ..ultimately, all they gain at end is loneliness.

 

Life and Town

The day was yesterday, when I saw a bungalow house.                                                                            Huge enough, painted new;                                          but it could hardly attract only few.

The arch above the gate, was beautifully architeched.                                                              Boundaries were full with adorable light-lamps.     I stared and inspected things,                                  tried my best, and could find no laugh..but chills.

I noticed tall trees, green enough and shady.        The garden, full of bloomed flowers..                        but my eyes were trying to search any butterfly within the garden herb..                                                I also could not hear the bird’s chirp.

The marble floorings and wall tiles,                      amazed me for a short while.                                        I recalled me back from the distracting carpet, leading towards the door..                                         and stood still to get any clue;                                   of ‘chit-chats’ and talks,                                           but what I confronted was, only hue.

I opened the door and found an amazing interior!    Then, beside the furnitures, I noticed the photos in frames..

..ah! Moments trapped in glass. And hanged on wall..looked so lame.                                                      The bungalow was a huge piece to show..                     ..with no buzz, only emptiness, spreaded wide.       I didn’t feel any happiness inside!

STORM

There occured a knock on my window panel. The familiar one, I recognised. Had ‘it’ knocked to wake me up and once again realise my power..?

I looked through my window. My struggling eyes saw an empty polybag, enthusiased enough, was trying to escape above the sky.

Yes, I recognised, that was ‘it’. The army has rebelled, I found.

The smaller ones, who lied beneath  foot were rising up, were flying..and soon spreaded all around. The dried leaves, with loosened identity, suddenly have got a new turn and are now allive.

Then I saw those prosper holdings, and delightful lights, fightning hard to remain static. A wealthy tree, even, was unable to resist itself.

I took a deep breathe and smiled bright, under the dull sky.  Putting on my pen, I said, ” it’s our time”

Until when can one stop any..? SILENCE REBELLS, whenever STORMS arrive in environment or in life!

 

TOY STORY

Reading the title, many of you must’ve deviated to ‘John Lasseter’s’ ‘Toy Story series’. Yeah, amazing creation it is. But I am not going to make an analysis upon, or discuss on the same. I am here, memorising my own “toy story”.

Its not that I don’t confront my toys now. Some of them, which are still in a good position, still are the charm of show cases. And few others, lie behind in wardrobes and attic.

Diwali is about to arrive. A great Indian festival! But I am finding more interest in talking about my toys. Since, it is this DIWALI, when every year, small or big ‘home-renovations’ are done. It is then, when all my toys are gathered, for cleansing.

Once in a yr., I touch all my toys and look at them, trying to find, “are they alive still?” “Are they trying to speak to me something?”. I try to memorise their names. I feel sorry, if sometimes, name of any doesn’t comes easily to my mind.

I am foolishly smiling, memorising all the stories, I and my elder brother used to create for our play.. All the characters, heroes & villains..! Becoming a writer, perhaps, is a choice. But, in childhood, every child, I think are amazing story creator!

Now, when I am memorising, ah! I am wanting to take revenge from my brother. I remember, he always used to become “the servivor”, ” the hero”. And  used to persuade me to become “a ghost” or ” a bad -soul”. Thus, our play always ended with my end.

But, beautifull those days were !

I don’t remember exactly, what are the things, I did a day before. But, the childhood or the “toy stories” are still as living, as this very moment..