Monday, October 13, 2008

And they lived happily every after

Abhiram, my 5 year old brother, has now gotten over his love for my bangles! "I have grown up aka", he says in his perfect English! But he now has another hobby - forcing his storyteller aka read stories to him! Alas, I have no choice but to heed to his requests. After all my mama tolerated me during my growing up years.

So, at bed time, I pick up a book that I grew up with - Walt Disney Classics. And he says in his perfect Kannada "I know Cinderella, read this...". And so it turned out that moi had to read "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs". And when I read to him how her stepmother didn't like Snow White and made her live in rags, his instant question was "Oh, she does not like Snow White? ". "Yes, she does not like Snow White." But Abhiram, was not satisfied with this. He needs more clarification, and so he asks again "is it because the queen is not her real mother? Does the queen hate her because she is not her child?" Imagine a five year old asking you that! I asked him how he knew this and he said even in Cinderella the step mother did not like Cinderella. Abhiram just does not cease to shock me, he then says "aren't all step mothers are bad aka?". I just blankly look at my mom and she explains to him that not all step mothers are bad.

Its not my kid brothers grasping power that interested me. What interested me was how we reinforces values and cultural notions in children right from childhood. All those stories where step mothers were bad; Cinderella, Snow White, Hansel and Gretel etc.... It never occurred to me that we in knock values deep down since childhood! Pinocchio goes with the maxim "Do not lie". That marriages are made in heaven and what not....Only when you grow up and look around do you realize that not everything is right and only circumstances are right.... That its just people that are bad, not step mothers, not humanity; that sometimes you have to lie; that circumstances are bad and not the people present in those circumstances and finally that happily ever after need not be so...

"Strange fruit" eh?

Sunday, October 12, 2008

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I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

- Simon and Garfunkel

Yes, that's the song that I've been humming after reading Tushar Raheja's "Anything for you mam"- a hilarious account of an IITian (Delhi) who bunks his Industrial Tour to meet his girlfriend in Chennai. And I still can't stop smiling. Funny how these tales bring back fond memories! Sometimes you feel that these books are written just for you.

Oh, yes it did bring back a lot of memories - the days I used to cycle from Aundh to Garware.... my first crush when I was in class 11.... finding out his house on my cycle... me and my best bud plotting mischief standing near Chaturshrungi.... some of them successful, some not.... and some other more recent memories! WOW!! Reliving the past is such a good thing!!

It was so good that I told my mother the story line.... and all she asked was "So, does he marry her or someone else?" I still have to figure out why she asked this particular question. And then I sort of explain that no one in their right mind would marry in the third year of their engineering (that is how the story goes actually)!

And honestly, if you have done crazy things like this before, you must read this book. And I am sure you crazy Wodehouse fans will love it. Plus Rs 100 isn't really a dent.

And since I'm nostalgic, here is another song you could hum-
I'd Like to teach the world to sing -The New Seekers!
Beautiful...

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Modern Ramayan - 3

like I mentioned earlier I had to write this thing differently. Firstly, please forgive me if you find part three filmy. Secondly, in 2008 you possibly don't expect me to write Ravan came on his Viman and abducted Sita! And finally, I am sorry its very long since i wanted to finish it!

So, here is Modern Ramayan Part - 3
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It was almost a festival for Sita. Finally she was meeting Ram on a Saturday. They decided to meet in Bombay since it would be the most convenient place not only for Ram but also his parents, Sita and her parents. Sita was silently glad that they decided against meeting in her house... "imagine; mom will make me sit in my room, when they all come she will open the door, they will sit and then mom will call me and ask me to bring tea/coffee/juice and then we will look at each other and then we will go to my room to talk in private.....disgusting!" When she told this to Ram he promised her that he would make her feel comfortable. The whole week Sita worked in the lab late at night. Ram saw to it that he finished all his work before leaving for Bombay. They did not talk to each other that week and were caught up in finishing their work so could meet freely.

On Friday Sita was nervous. She tried calling Ram, thinking she would talk to him but she could not reach him. She told her mother that she could not reach Ram. To Sita's surprise she was told that he had already left for Bombay and he would be staying for a night at his brother's place in Dubai. So instead of Saturday they were meeting on Sunday. Sita was slighted, "why didn't he tell me this? How could he not tell me something this important?"

At his brothers place Ram was constantly talking about Sita, how she is so wierd in her own ways, the crazy things that she does, the books that she reads, her jokes, how she cribs when he does not call her, her simplicity... the list was endless.

But, on Saturday, everything went wrong.

When Sita met her parents they told her they had arranged booked a hotel room in Andheri for the night. In the evening Kaushalya called up saying that they wanted to meet them. Dashrath (Ram's father) actually told Sita's father "we want to see our kid". Sita was tired since she had worked all night and she wanted to sleep. Against Sita's wishes, her parents agreed to meet them in their room.

When Kaushalya and Dashrath came inside Sita suddenly gets cold feet. Kaushalya always wanted to see Sita and she didn't realise she was making Sita feel uncomfortable. Sita goes through a series a trite questions "Do you like to read?", "What do you read?", "Do you like to travel?" etc.. And then there were a series of Ram's likes and dislikes
"Ram likes fiction"
"I am sure he did.... but only in his teens, I am sure he does not have the time to read fiction at 29!" thought Sita
"Ram does not like coffee, whenever we go to his place there is just no coffee powder"
"That is a wierd conclusion" she thought "he just hates shopping and just does not buy it" but she said "No I think he likes coffee. He has coffee everyday"
Now, she unknowingly she hurt Kaushalya's ego.
Sita was so nervous that she cut her hand with the knife she was playing with. But the questions and answers did not end. They continued.
At a point when they were making plans of when and where they would meet once Ram arrives. Now Sita was annoyed "Let him come and then we can decide where and when to meet. Anyways we didn't want the meeting to be this traditional" Now she had reached her limits, Kaushalya was furious. How can she talk like that? Sita's mother was annoyed and she hissed "Sita dont talk too much". Sita was even more irritated.

And by dinner time, everything was scattered. Sita was furious "How can they treat a girl like that, coming to a hotel room to see her and keep looking at her like she was a show piece! And don't talk to me about Ram. He cannot even communicate properly... and they were his parents! What a looser! " All Sita's mother had to tell her was that she had lost everything that she had gained. "His loss not mine!" she retorted.

Ravan - Their Ego, had 10 heads when the met each other. Kaushalya like Kaikeyi in Ramayan was an over protective mother. Suddenly she wasn't in favour of the alliance, especially since Sita spoke the way she did. Ravan (Ego) took over Ram too. "I came all the way only to meet Sita and this is what I hear?". Ego made Ram say a lot of nasty things to Sita. He began with laughing at the way she pronounced 'probably' and went on to call her moody, bossy and a lot of other things. And all the time she was silent just because "he came all the way for me!" By the time they left, Sita's dreams were blighted. What followed was obvious - they parted ways.

A few months later realising the she could not live without Ram, she mailed him explaining him what she went through the day she met. When he did not reply she called him up, but all she got back was "Sita, henceforth no mails, no phone calls." And since that day she kept her word respecting his decision. He had drawn the Laxman Rekha she would never cross.

Seven months later after meeting Sita, Ram got engaged. Two months later he got married. A week after Ram got married Sita donated blood "To do some good", but it was rejected since it was detected of HCV. She then went through a battery of tests a month later and was relieved to find 'HCV negative'. If only she knew how much she loved him then....she would have kept her principles and ego aside.... But Ravan (Ego) had harmed them beyond repair. And that was how they would live their lives. Ram lived happily with his wife while Sita continued to live in the lab.

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1.5 years later when Sita first read in The Times of India Merrill Lynch was 'bailed out by the Bank of America' she dropped the copy of Current Science that she was reading, logged on to the internet and tried reading the Financial Times, but she could not access it and she eventually landed up paying for it. She read frantically. She logged on the Merrill Lynch website and wrote down their phone number. Wanting to talk to Ram she dialed the number... but then she stopped, turned around, with a tear in her eye she locked her room and prayed. She was not going to cross the line that he drew over a year back.... 'No mails, no phone calls', he had told her. She lived each day hoping he would cross the line he had drawn. But that was just another fantasy that would never happen, he was a married man now.

All Sita did, because she loved him unconditionally, was to sit and silently say a prayer that was passed on to her by her grandfather, knowing that she would get nothing in return.

All she wondered was "What next?"