Showing posts with label marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marriage. Show all posts

Monday, June 20, 2011

from the Crow's Nest ...













-- "You’re next...!!"
-- "Oh Really ??"   

A common question has always plagued the young generation. The question of when someone will say an “I Do” or “Kabul Hai” or walk 7 rounds around the fire.
And while an opposition to the institution has always been there, anti-marriage stances have always been considered blasphemous.

The recent uproar is due to a comment by Eva Mendes who went on air saying,” It’s (marriage) a very old-fashioned, archaic kind of thing! I don’t think it fits in my world today.”
This is exactly what we need to look at, in today’s time. Marriage was never supposed to be a binding; it was always about bonding. But this is one area where we are stuck as a society, if not perpetually, for quite some time now certainly.

We still expect the trajectory in a boy’s life will be a career and a marriage then; the girl’s will be a marriage and if possible, a career then. Any deviation or detour will draw a thousand jeers, questions, frowns, pointed fingers. Introspection. Compromise. Self-imposed exile maybe.
The flow of relations, however, has always been the same. People have fallen in love -- fallen in love without prejudice, without expectations; most importantly, people have fallen in love without the promise of a haloed marriage.

Yet, the fixation with the institution continues. The beautifully framed picture, about the inevitability of marriage, keeps adorning our drawing-rooms. The hangover still strong, the belief in this empty rhetoric is maddening.
If we follow the ideologies strongly, we get to see that right from the communists to the post-modernists, people have always denounced the institution of marriage. But it is the strong feudal and patriarchal air that hangs around, which is still calling the shots in today’s world. Imagine this, in a Hindu marriage, the tradition requires the groom to hand over a pair of sarees to his newly-wed bride and say – “From today onwards, I will take care of your food and clothes.” Down South, the tradition is more pathetic. The groom will have to leave the ceremony-house; the bride’s father is required to coax him back and persuade him to marry his daughter.
Then what if the wife runs the house? Maybe a divorce makes her raise their 2 kids single-handedly? Where’s the respect then?
And then we talk of women-empowerment and celebrate Women’s Day?

With such a thick air of rigidity and obstinacy around such a concept, breaking free or thinking of a world minus the M-word falls just short of a utopia.
But when I look at the Bachelors’ Club, I go moonstruck. When people think and staunchly believe that without marriage, a person’s life will be miserable, it’s time we take a look at “The Club”.

From the yesteryear to the realms of present, from the reel-world to the world of comics, the Bachelors’ Club is colourful to the last alphabet, the list comprising of a complete Who’s Who of all the worlds.
While we have right from Sir Isaac Newton, Helen Keller, Florence Nightingale, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Franz Kafka, Vincent Van Gogh to our very own Lata Mangeshkar, Dr. A P J Abdul Kalam, Dr. B C Roy and Acharya Prafulla Chandra Roy – we also have George Clooney to Al Pacino, Sherlock Holmes to Tintin – all the accomplished achievers are right there in that club.

And while we are re-reading the names, let me add a small disclaimer – the fact that all of them were/are unmarried does not signify that they were/are against the institution of marriage. This is only to prove that marriage never is the only/sole purpose or objectivity of life. Life can be much more worthwhile during our lifetime.

But again, as I look at this strange institution called marriage, I gape in awe at the stupendous stupidity-trap we have created as human-beings. Human race has always felt the urge to bind him to rigid rules, sometimes bordering on insane logics even. The intransigent crowd is too much bent on giving name to relations.

Al Pacino once said the right words – “Why have I never proposed in the past? I hate to say this, but marriage is a state of mind, not a contract. When I think about the law and the marriage, I ask myself ‘When did the cops get involved?’ “
This has to be the order of the day. Society needs to understand, we have to get used to the notion that it’s basically love which holds us together. Not 4 walls and 1 ceiling.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

from the Crow's Nest ...




Reporting live, Crow's Nest gives you an overview of what's happening in and around our space of life. While you bask in your new found glory, while you lie complacent on your couch, Crow's Nest will act your third eye -- opening up views you thought it never existed !!!

Bon Voyage !!!





When prayer is a misnomer !!!

No. The answer would be a plain NO. If you ask me, am an atheist. Maybe, I don’t wear it by my neck, but asking Him for a favour is something I don’t endorse. If I may quote a certain Mr. Aakar Patel, the basic idea of worshipping God is like bribing. In his article in the Mint, dated 3rd July, 2009 (http://www.livemint.com/articles/2009/07/02203128/Why-Indians-don8217t-give-b.html), Mr.Patel writes “Why don’t we worship Brahma? We know he’s part of the Hindu trinity as the creator, but we worship Vishnu, manager of the cosmos, and Shiva, its eventual destroyer.” The reason is simple. You pray only to that God who can fulfill your wish. A Give-and-Take-policy. A Temple of Brahma? Nope. A Temple of Shiva?  By scores. Reason self-explanatory. Anyways, that’s a topic meant for some other day. Today we talk about the earthly-mortals and a misnomer called prayer.

I remember a funny  sms.


There was an old man sitting on his porch watching the rain fall. Pretty soon the water was coming over the porch and into the house.

 The old man was still sitting there when a rescue boat came and the people on board said, "You can't stay here you have to come with us."

 The old man replied, "No, God will save me." So the boat left. A little while later the water was up to the second floor, and another rescue boat came, and again told the old man he had to come with them.

 The old man again replied, "God will save me." So the boat left him again.

 An hour later the water was up to the roof and a third rescue boat approached the old man, and tried to get him to come with them.

 Again the old man refused to leave stating that, "God will grant a miracle & save him." So the boat left him again.

 Soon after, the man drowns and goes to heaven, and when he sees God he asks him, "Why didn't you save me? I thought you would graNT me a miracle and you have let me down."

 God replied, "You idiot, I don't know what you're complaining about. I sent three boats after you!!"




The SMS had its five-minutes-of-fame, made its journey round the Sun and rode into oblivion. But the moral remains aeonian. Your prayer will find an answer only when you act towards realizing it. You need to walk till the end of the rainbow to get your pot of gold. There’s no Khushiyon-ki-Home-Delivery of that pot. There’s no short-cut. Simple. Period. A prayer will only get materialized when it meets a real effort in achieving the desired result. Two hands working can do more than a thousand clasped in prayer, so goes the saying. Drawing a thread from that, until the hands work, the prayers will never come alive.


A real-life incident for you all, as an appetizer.

The boy and the girl love each other. They want to get married. But a family fall-out prevents that from happening. Balaji-serialesque events unfold. Now, after a break-up, they are separate yet their personal boulevard is not decorated with shards of broken dreams. They still dream of getting married. The girl keeps visiting the famous, overtly over-hyped temples and mosques all across the country. He lives in seclusion in a sparsely-populated part of India to stay away from her. They will not patch up. They will not be each other’s pillar of strength. They will not make up and fight the world in unison. Yet, both will live, both will pray for their marriage. And they will expect their prayers to be the miracle the above-mentioned old man always dreamt of. Strange world it is!!!

You teach a man to fish, he’ll feed himself for a day; give him a religion and he’ll starve to death while praying for a fish. People should realize real prayer bears fruit when we work towards it. An escaped slave once told – “I prayed for 20 years but received no answer until I prayed with my legs.”

Wake up guys !!!


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