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This strange love story reminds me of Princess Diana when she gave an interview about Prince Charles - "There were three of us in this marriage!”
This love was flawed and broken the way only we humans know how to break things with our ego, pride, insecurity and complexities!
Where do I even begin to tell the story of how deep a love can be, how it transcends time, place and people. Perhaps this is a story about how women are their own worst enemies. Either way it is a story that tells us how frail, fragile and fraught we are as humans and how much we hurt each other.
This love story began when I was two years old. Growing up in India in a culture that wove love stories like Laila Majnu, Heer Ranjha and the epic symbol of love, the Taj Mahal, into the very fabric of our existence, love was always an integral part of our lives.
One such love story was of a boy and a girl who were neighbours. The boy, an athlete, artist and a poet, found his muse in this shy, thoughtful and in her own way poetic girl, who seemed to worship the very ground he walked on. Her face could be found in all the paintings he created, and her name in every poem he wrote. The girl called him Sagar, which means ocean, symbolizing his all-encompassing love for her.
Earlier my husband would say, 'Arey! What is there in making dal-roti? It's so simple.' After he had to cook everyday when I was ill, he has stopped saying that to me!
“Arey! What is there to do in making dal roti? Put a handful of lentils in the cooker and let it whistle and make two rotis. After all, how long will it take?” A handful of dal (lentils) and two rotis! This is the story of every woman and no one seems to understand.
Some time ago, after a shopping spree, my husband and I entered the house, exhausted. I had just about kept all the bags aside, when my husband said, “I am very hungry, can you make something.”
I looked at my husband in amazement and thought, ‘He had just had food, how did he get hungry again so soon?’
My husband, as if he had read my face, said, “Arey! You know that my stomach is not filled with outside food. Just make dal roti. What is there to do in making dal roti? Put a handful of lentils in the cooker and let it whistle and make two rotis. After all, how long will it take?”
‘Is this the way dal (lentils) and roti are made?’ The thought came to my mind. ‘After all, I also went along and now I am tired too.’ I was also getting angry at myself that after all, I had spoiled the habit of everyone in the house.
Regardless of which party is in power, women's safety and right to go out freely continues to be very low priority for all governments in India. When will this change?
Regardless of which party is in power, women’s safety and right to go out freely continues to be very low priority for all governments in India. When will this change?
The year 2016 ended on a bad note for women in general. The unpleasant Bangalore mass molestation case was not just a horrible experience for the women who suffered, but for women across the country. It once again raised the question: How many more such incidents will it take for the government to realise that our country has become an unsafe place for all women? The state, caste, creed, colour, age…it does not matter. If she is a girl, by virtue of her existence, she will be harassed.
This is not the first time a mob mentality took over and women suffered at the hands of men who obviously thought that they were having ‘fun’ and since it was New Year’s Eve night they could get away with anything.
Similar incidents have occurred previously as well. In 2008, two women were attacked by a mob of drunk men outside a popular 5-star joint in Mumbai. A few years later, a lone girl was attached by more than 20 men in Gurgaon, once again on 31st December. These women were also traumatised for no fault of theirs except for being spotted by the wrong men. As always, the answer of the insensitive authorities is that women should not have been there at the ‘wrong place at the wrong time’.
"You are always so negative!" Activists who speak up about sex crimes against women are told. But how else do we fight against these?
“You are always so negative!” Activists who speak up about sex crimes against women are told. But how else do we fight against these?
Be it Badaun, Hathras, Muzaffarpur, Sidhi … cities or villages, sex crimes against women, girls, rape cases are increasing rapidly. The government has made the laws more stringent but the criminals appear to be getting more audacious.
Should we give up the fight against these barbaric crimes and lock our lips in silence?
While the verdict of the Hathras gang rape case is yet to be announced, new cases of sexual crimes against women have thrown the country in panic mode right at the beginning of the new year.