If you are a professional in an emerging industry, like gaming, data science, cloud computing, digital marketing etc., that has promising career opportunities, this is your chance to be featured in #CareerKiPaathshaala. Fill up this form today!
Death has become a reality for so many of our loved ones in current times - but let us be mindful of how we convey this news to someone, be careful not to spring it on them.
Death has become a reality for so many of our loved ones in current times – but let us be mindful of how we convey this news to someone, be careful not to spring it on them.
Ok, this is something important that I wanted to say. There is a certain way to move around death, especially in these times when people are passing away so suddenly and our hearts are crumbling.
Respect for the dead doesn’t mean we forget the living. I got news that a former classmate from school has passed away due to Covid on Sunday. But the way I received this news from another friend was distressing for me.
I received a Whatsapp message at 4 am IST, that was so straight to the point that it pierced my heart like an arrow. You are half-awake, half-asleep, not yet fully in control of your senses at such early hour even if you wake up for water etc…
I switch on my internet in the middle of the night if I wake up for water or to go to the washroom sometimes just like that. Actually, I switch on my phone torch for light. If I switch on the LED bulb, I can say goodbye to sleep, so I switch on the torch, and since the internet button is near it, it also gets switched on.
First of all unless it’s your immediate family or extreme emergency, please convey such news between 9 am to 9 pm, at least to sensitive and empathetic people like us.
Maybe you could begin with something like: Hi. How are you doing. These are such uncertain times, I hope all of us can see through this together. I wanted to tell you about someone who couldn’t make it to safety though. She is a former classmate of ours. Her name is x…
A friend had done the same with me when Sushant passed away.
I had just woken up from an afternoon nap when she started calling. On receiving the call, she just came straight to the point: Sushant mar gaya.
There are better ways of putting it. She was telling me because she knew I cared about Sushant. I had posted about him just a few days before he passed away.
Establishing the ‘bhoomika’ or prologue is necessary before sharing such news, or as I call it cushioning. Don’t share such news so bluntly. This friend’s passing away pierced my heart just as much because it was so suddenly conveyed. No offence to the friend who conveyed it; of course she meant well and I know she loves people deeply. Just that sometimes love needs to be strategically expressed.
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me
If you want to know why
There’s love that cannot lie
Love is strong
It only cares of joyful giving
If we try we shall see
In this bliss we cannot feel
Fear of dread, we stop existing and start living.
Time to stop existing and start living. I feel deeply and I have learnt that we need depth in feeling more than length of time. Tomorrow I will not stop feeling for the friend, but I will accept and not fight her passing away, but today I will mourn her deeply. I am aware that I myself am sharing this at 8 am, but I think it needed to be said: the dead are sacred, but so are the living.
Let’s celebrate those of us who are alive. And remember Swasthya = swa (self)+ aastha (belief). Self- belief or self- love is the best medicine.
Image source: Still from Short Film How Are You/Pocket Films, YouTube
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views. Individual posts do not necessarily represent the platform's views and opinions at all times. If you have a complementary or differing point of view, sign up and start sharing your views too!
Someone who thinks that the basis of life is freedom and the purpose of life is joy. read more...
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views, individual posts do not necessarily represent the platform's views and opinions at all times.
Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!
Did the creators of Masaba Masaba just wake up one morning, go to the sets and decide to create something absolutely random without putting any thought into it?
Anyone who knows about Neena Gupta’s backstory would say that she is a boss lady, a badass woman, and the very definition of a feminist. I would agree with them all.
However, after all these decades of her working in the Indian film industry, is her boldness and bravery the only things worth appreciating?
The second season of Masaba Masaba (2020-2022) made me feel as if both Neena Gupta and her daughter Masaba have gotten typecast when it comes to the roles they play on screen. What’s more is that the directors who cast them have stopped putting in any effort to challenge the actors, or to make them deliver their dialogues differently.
Believe me I was shocked, aghast, disgusted to be watching such bizarre, mindless activities day in and day out.
Recently I happened to read a remarkable post The Potential Dangers Of Phallus-Worshipping A Toddler on this forum itself. The ideas and practices described therein were revolting to say the least.
But would you believe that I had a sense of deja vu after reading it? I was once upon a time a mute witness to certain similar (yet not so similar) activities. Read on to find out.
It was sheer misfortune that I got married into an ultra orthodox house where ‘men’ were premium while women were no better than pair ki juttis/doormats.