Category Archives: being me

Being me is a category that talks about “Me” – when I am musing on life’s mysteries that haunt my personal space and give unique colors to my life’s palette. Its me, not necessarily, at my best, but definitely deep in contemplation.

A Dystopian Motherhood

Playing on the theme of gender equality at work but blaming the bioligical years as the factor for the weak female workforce in the corporate jungle, Silicon Valley firms are coming up with schemes to “buy” the fertile period of a woman’s life and invest these years in corporate growth. So, you can freeze your eggs at the prime of your life, then find a sperm donor, in case you could not find a partner in the rush hours of your spiralling career, and also get a fertility treatment if your hormones have gone haywire with all those late nights and stressful work conditions. Continue reading

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Lets Zhong It!

I recently discovered the power of Zhong. It is a story-telling style that encourages you to paint a complete picture, that is tell a story in only six words – not less, not more. A writing challenge always excites me and I posted a coumple of Zhongs on my Facebook profile. Continue reading

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Life Lessons From the Decade

With my share of heartbreaks, frustration and fury at the ways of the world, success and achievements, I have come to survive and make my life what it is today through a set of principles. It is nothing unique, nothing too complicated but something so simple that you could actually forget that it exists and has the power to bring you in control of your life. Continue reading

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Mussorie Musings – August 2014

An assortment of random thoughts from my sojourn at Mussorie. Continue reading

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War is Always Wayward

Revenge is potent. One war will continue to lead to another because those who have suffered during one era of destruction and inhumanity, will sow the seeds of hatred and violence in the next generation. For every child orphan, every soldier mutilated, every family separated and every woman widowed, the wounds continue to fester and contaminate the fabric of civil society. Continue reading

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Preventing Perversion: A Review of The Bad Touch

Parents should read this book to see how such signs can manifest in the day-to-day life of their children and how these must be investigated. CSA can start with bullying, threatening, cajoling, and can cause young minds to be confused, scared and suspicious. Children like Amrita Purkayastha, may carry the scar in their soul and bear the pain in their chest but on the outside display a cheerful demeanor with A-grades in school. Even in such incidents, parents much always be on the lookout for tell-tale signs. Continue reading

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Proud to be a part of WE

I am privileged to be one of the writers whose words see the light of day in the first edition to be released on April 2, 2014 and I happily flaunt the badge that the WE admins personalized for me.

Come April and you can read me on WE! Continue reading

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The “Appside” of Tablets for Kids

In February 2013, I purchased a Kindle Reader, with the intent of resurrecting the voracious reader in me. What started as a renewed love affair with books was soon met with a roadblock causing a slump in my reading curve. … Continue reading

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The Malady of the Sequel

As a reader, the other complaint I have with preplanned/precommissioned sequels is that the writer usually leaves certain strings untied in the first book. It may work well if there is an immediate sequel to pick up from the bookshelves but if a wait for the sequel is involved, a reader like me is left with a feeling of being cheated, of being dissatisfied. And in the zip-zap-zoom world of modern publishing (and especially free e-publishing) you need a true fan to remain clinging to the cliff, where you leave the reader hanging, in anticipation of a sequel. Waiting, patience (and cliff-hanging) is hardly a virtue of modern men and women.

The latest entrant into the grand (and sometimes bland) world of prequels and sequels is our very own Bollywood. In fact, along with remakes this is the other malady that is hurting this multi-crores industry. Financial gains and banking on the popularity of existing characters and themes is the foundation stone of this latest trend in Bollywood, but this foundation is not without fault lines. We are yet to come across a sequel/prequel/remake in Bollywood that has done better than the original. Initially, the audiences were drawn by novelty but now they have become wary. Bollywood money-mongers need a new “hit-formula.” And so does Indian television which is aping the “Seaons” concept of the West, since quite some time. At least when it comes to television, the medium flowers and flourishes with the blessings of the Great Indian Middle Class and will continue to do so with or without the sequels and prequels! Continue reading

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To have or not to have (five years down the line)

Do you know why families (specially in developing countries) were expected to have more than one child or even a big brood, until a few decades back. Disease, pestilence, war and lowly living conditions resulted in high child mortality. Having many children was a guarantee that at least some children would survive difficult living conditions. Economically backward and illiterate societies still follow the twisted maths that many children means many helping hands. People forget to count the many feeding mouths! Human mortality has improved greatly and the dynamics of bringing up children has drastically changed in the modern, educated society. Continue reading

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