Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Only for their Eyes!!

I don't know why I didn't publish this post. It stayed in my 'Draft-box' from 23-Nov-2011. Even though, I don't live in Chennai anymore, the haiku there-in is timeless. So, here is that post with minor corrections ------------

I rarely miss my breakfast and when I do, my body never misses to remind me. After a healthy breakfast, I can take the Chennai Traffic heads on. You may classify the Chennai morning traffic into two categories. The maddening all-for-all traffic, where every soul on the street is going crazy and wants to get somewhere no matter what, nothing can stop them. Then there is this clue-less traffic, where everyone is super calm as if they have just woke up from their meditation and still not out of the gaze. They will cut through your way, without even meaning to be mean to you. Irrespective of the type of traffic, mornings are my favorite. I may have other vehicles crawl all over me and I may still not get frustrated or irritated.

Not today, though! I didn't take my car out and took an auto instead. I was to drop my little one Arav, on the way, at his school and head for a meeting. There was nothing wrong with the auto-driver. He was good and careful with his driving since we had a five-year old in the auto. In spite of his good driving, I was getting worked up. The chaos, noise and pollution were building up and I was losing my cool. Then all of a sudden Arav says, appa I saw a butterfly!

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Jan Lokpal - What are we getting into?



Here is a snippet from the previous link: The aim of the bill is not to prevent corruption but to punish the corrupt. In this respect, the draft does not provide an approach that is qualitatively different from that of the existing institutions of the state." 

It reminds me of an old proverb: Thievery cannot be abolished until the thieves have a change of heart!

Most of the time we talk or write as if the politicians are a different breed, race or from some distant planet. In the fight against corruption, I hear this cacophony more often than not. We forget that “we”, yes in double quoted boldend “we”, selected them as our representatives and they are most likely our friends’ or friends’ friends’ friends’ parents! They are very much like a lot of people we see in our close proximity. Unless otherwise we have a fundamental change in our attitude towards morality and decency in our interaction with the rest of the society, Lokpal or Jan Lokpal nothing can save us!

To drive home my point, here are some of our fellow citizens who will join Anna’s protest and then go about doing their business as usual….

At my residential complex: The thirteen plus year-olds that enjoy speeding in their dad's / mom's scooters are wide-eyed when they talked about "India against Corruption!" Straddled on their loaned vehicles they enthusiastically invited each other for joining the procession after school. Off they zoomed to their schools watched by their proud parents while the legal age for riding a vehicle is sixteen or eighteen (depending on cc of the vehicle). Why bother if mama (cop) catches, a few tens changing hands would solve the problem. One illegal activity will be nullified by another.

An ex-colleague of mine who was highly amused that I showed up for the driving test to get my license was equally proud to announce that he got his license from his hometown sent by post without him appearing for even the driving exam!! He's taking his day-off to join Team-Anna's procession. Hell! They demanded and got 1000 bucks from him for issuing that license - how unfair!

An Office bearer in my apartment residents' association who looked down upon me for being naive - for I applied for the ration card and has been waiting for years now, had advised me to use agents and speed-money (yeah that is the euphemism for bribe) to get things done faster. I was thrilled to see him sporting a “Fight Against Corruption!” badge on his wide chest buffed with pride!

A fifteen year old, that called for volunteers to help with the procession quipped “we got our freedom on 15th and lost it on 16th of Aug “. This is the second Freedom Struggle! – Obviously, he was borrowing the lines from the media reporting Anna’s arrest on 16th Aug. While I condemn the arrest, I only wish that the kid knows what “Freedom struggle” mean and does not think the “Greatest ever struggle for Freedom in the history of humanity is Avatar”!

As Mr. Gandhi said, “We must be the change we want to see in the world”. If not this mass movement spear headed by Anna will fizzle out and can only be likened to our guilt-steered support for ‘save the environment – dear pal, let us all switch off the lights on 10-10-10 at 10:10:10, and then head for our homes in our individual gas-guzzling big cars…!  We have done our part!

I will rather start with teaching my five-year old son to stand in queue with me and not use his age as a cover to by-pass the queue!

Last Diwali and my treasure trove!

Last Diwali, I hit upon a treasure trove of a sort! I was proudly reminiscing my childhood Diwalis to Arav. Where is Sholinghur, shot back my son! Is it in US (his favorite uncle lives there)? And that's when I thought it is time that I'd taken him to Sholinghur, which is approximately hundred and twenty kilometers from Chennai.

While Arav enjoyed the company of his uncle and nephews, I was busy rummaging through the old boxes stashed away in the attic, yearning for anything that would remind me of my childhood days at Sholinghur. Thanks to my brother, I spotted three of my diaries from 1988-90.

Here is a page from those diaries...!

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நண்பனின் சடங்கிற்காக போகும் அவசரத்திலும்
கூட்டுறவின் (பண்டக சாலை) விலைபட்டியலை 
நின்று நிதானத்துடன் பார்க்கும் 
நடுத்தர வர்க்கங்கள்!

தான் வேலை செய்வதற்காக கிடைத்த 
புதுக் கூடைக்காய் 
சந்தோஷப்பட்டு போகும் 
தெருபெருக்கும்
நகராட்சி ஊழியன்!

அழுது பின்னால் வரும் 
பிள்ளைக்கும் செவிகொடாது
2:30 சினிமா காட்சிக்காய்
பறக்கும் பவுடர் பூசிய அம்மா!

நகரத்திற்கு புதிதாய் வந்த
வேர்க்கும் வெயிலிலும்
மப்லரும் வானவில் 
கண்ணாடியும் அணிந்த 
கிராமத்து இளவட்டங்கள்!

இவர்களை 
ஏளனமாய் பார்த்து
சிரித்து போகும்
கல்லுரி இளைஞ்சிகள்!

மாடியில்
விசிறிக்கடியில் ஷெல்லி 
படிக்கும் தனக்காய் 
சந்தோஷப்படும் இளைஞன்!  

பொய்யான கோபத்துடன் 
இவைகளை வழக்கமாய் பார்த்துப்போகும் நானும்! 
இவைகளில் யார் அல்லது எது மாறும்!

குறிப்பு: எழுதியபோது வயது 16
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