tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25999622791275093842024-02-06T20:41:28.744-08:00The life and times of a Bangalore/Chennai GirlAbirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-42579732347270491662023-03-13T23:03:00.003-07:002023-03-13T23:03:44.609-07:00The future of domestic help in India<p> I have been raised lazy. I'm not trying to explain away my laziness, but trying to give context. In my middle class south Indian background with a working mother, there was always a domestic help around during my childhood. Going to the US when I hit 20, I had to do all my household chores by myself. But because I was only doing it for myself, and not a family of four, I found it do-able. But it was a nuisance. And it opened my eyes to how most of the middle class in the developed world lived - sans domestic help. And ever since, I have been waiting for the women in India drop their brooms and mops and say- "We don't want to work as domestic helps anymore." Because that day is coming. Maybe even within our lifetimes. </p><p>My mother's maids educated their daughters. My own maid's daughter has a degree, is working in a BPO and is actively encouraging her mother to stop working as a domestic help. My former maid, who took a career break a few years ago to go to her native place to take care of her ailing father, once she came back and saw that all the houses she worked at had gotten others to fill her shoes, decided to take an alternate path. She has taken up work as housekeeping staff at a corporate office. The hours are strict, but the pay is good, she has colleagues she hangs out with at break time and she gets health insurance so she can go to a private hospital for treatment while before, she had to go to the government hospital and be ill-treated. </p><p>The country is trying to educate as many women as possible and the economy is booming. Many middle class working women in certain urban pockets are finding it hard to get affordable domestic help. This is mainly due to the fact the area around them maybe too posh/too expensive to have any lower-middle or lower income living pockets nearby. Since availability becomes an issue/ demand becomes high, and the few women willing to make the trip into those posh areas drive up the salaries, and the comparatively not as rich households there cannot afford to pay the salaries demanded by the domestic helps. So they learn to do without domestic helps. </p><p>As for the domestic helps themselves, if a woman has school going kids, has larges swathes of the day free and has a mind to work, there are plenty of opportunities for her now that she didn't have a few decades ago. Is it any wonder that more and more women prefer to work in garment/glass/ceramic/plastic/fill-in-industry-of choice factories than to work as a domestic help? Especially if they get skilled in their profession of choice and can command a good pay check, why would they ever go back to working as domestic helps? Because lets face it, this is an unregulated industry - and the people employing the domestic helps aren't always good employers. For every lazy/incompetent/sticky fingered domestic helps story you hear, there are equal number of draconian/bigotted/kanjoos/demanding more than they pay for- employer stories. </p><p>If there's anything that the COVID lockdowns have taught people, its that self- reliance is the best. Many domestic helps I know have taken up alternate careers after the lockdowns. Many middle-class working women I know have tech-ed up their houses and have stopped having domestic helps. I'm not saying that the whole system of having household help is going to stop anytime soon. We still have a long way to go to ensure that every girl child gets educated. But looking at every other "developed" country around, this system will stop one day, and it's coming sooner rather than later. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-19716290807020222642023-02-07T21:50:00.004-08:002023-03-16T20:48:03.277-07:00The excellent casting in the movie Bombay<p> Arvind Swamy and Manisha Koirala might have been well cast as the leads in Bombay, but the absolute winners there were Kitty and Nassar. I mean, those two are the ones who come to mind when thinking about this movie, though their combined screen time would hardly be one third of the movie. And to think about all these people protesting that movies these days are having plenty of Muslim men characters romancing Hindu women characters( Laxmii, <span style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "Open Sans"; font-size: 16px;">Toofaan, </span><span style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "Open Sans"; font-size: 16px;">Kalank,</span><span style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "Open Sans"; font-size: 16px;"> etc. My theory is that Bollywood is trying to show its attitude about inter-faith marriage in films as it happens in Metros- it's happening, it's nothing major, love triumphs above all, just chill and can't everyone else chill out about it too, please?</span><em style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: inherit; color: #4b4b4b; font-family: "Open Sans"; font-size: 16px;">)</em> as a trend, long ago in the movie Bombay, not only was it was the other way around, but the sheer faith-blind casting was a treat to watch. </p><p>Nasser, a Muslim by faith, was great as an upper caste Tamil Shaivaite character and Kitty, an upper caste Tamil Hindu was cast as a economically-weaker section Muslim character. And wow, did they deliver as they were cast!!!! And what superior acting, that it doesn't strike you at all till much later the diabolical mind that must have known, acknowledged and thrown out on its nose, the reality of these men, just so movie magic can happen. Of course I'm talking about Mani Ratnam and his diabolical mind. He must also have known the fact they, Nasser and Kitty, were basically acting out the other's future when it came time for their real life children to marry. Lol.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGALuwS1gGpcq77TcCz0P2SQpesVqhoCt-Lh12Uyz6iEDAETC9Ndh1_s0SVscyEGaWRmYzwxyCA3fRqGXyDUyIdTZL61YKzdVYll_RUVi6vLv4uaLpifhPjI9J5ny_xRn1S_6o-qJi83icT2kHByfojLZLCQ_w_pKboy_KzCI_MWDq3P8eCXktXYNDw/s424/Nasser%20and%20Kitty.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="272" data-original-width="424" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGALuwS1gGpcq77TcCz0P2SQpesVqhoCt-Lh12Uyz6iEDAETC9Ndh1_s0SVscyEGaWRmYzwxyCA3fRqGXyDUyIdTZL61YKzdVYll_RUVi6vLv4uaLpifhPjI9J5ny_xRn1S_6o-qJi83icT2kHByfojLZLCQ_w_pKboy_KzCI_MWDq3P8eCXktXYNDw/s320/Nasser%20and%20Kitty.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><br />Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-43650472609856794452023-01-29T23:34:00.004-08:002023-02-07T21:00:29.807-08:00Child Friendly Bollywood songs for viewing<p> I have small kids - girls - and they like Bollywood Numbers. The higher the tempo, the better. The problem is that once they have listened to a song and begin liking it, they want to see it. Yup, if you have small kids and want to give them a healthy body image in later life, your plan is already screwed what with the constant messaging everywhere they get about thin=beautiful, fair=beautiful, less clothes= sexy/desirable. So, I am reluctant to let them watch the videos until they are older and can understand why the Bollywood industry panders to the male gaze and now more and more to the female gaze as well. But, now as they get older, the struggle to keep them from the TV is real and on going. </p><p>In any case, I am trying to compile catchy beats that are child appropriate (read - less skin show by both male and female actors) , and now that is almost impossible, then at least, songs that have no titillation, kissing, overtly-sexual content, inebriation - excessive drinking/drug consumption, etc. Also, while, we are at it, why don't we have a age rating system for music videos/movie songs that has to be compulsorily displayed before the song is shown on TV?</p><p>These are the kind of songs seem okay for 3-6 year olds:</p><p>1. Dol Bhaje and intro song (Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam)</p><p>2. Shava Shava and Bole Chudiya( Kabhi Kushie Kabhi Gham)</p><p>3. Pinga (Bajirao Mastani)</p><p>4. Ghar More Pardesiya (Kalank)</p><p>5. Radha Kaise na Jale (Lagaan)</p><p>6. Naacho Naacho (RRR)</p><p>Do you have any additions to this list? </p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-79569723018778822682022-12-13T05:58:00.003-08:002022-12-13T19:19:58.141-08:00How to reject Dynastic Political Entrants ? Part - II aka Lessons from Delhi<p> The case of Rahul Gandhi</p><p>I do not know why or how the political acumen in the Gandhi Family has watered down, but it clearly has. Now, Jawaharlal Nehru is being criticissed for a lot of his decisions, but hindsight is 20-20, meaning we have the data of several decades to see which of his policies were successful and which were a total waste - but he didnt. Within whatever data he had and the comparisons he could reasonably make, he made policy decisions the merits of which that are even now being debated by the BJP which wants to completely do away with the Congress ruled years and the legacy Nehru left behind. But his political acumen as well as his daughter's was definitely on the nose. They had the eye on the ball and were excellent players in the political arena. One could say that they had no competition, and maybe that was partly an issue in Mr. Nehru's time, but by the time Mrs. Gandhi came to power, it was definitely not the case. Her son, Rajiv Gandhi, was also competent in the political arena, but served only one term and was assassinated before he could fight to get back to power. </p><p>But Rahul Gandhi has been completely sidelined before he could really come into his own. There was a motivated trolling machinery committed to branding him "Pappu" and labelling him inept and generally a bumbling, incompetent teen who doesn't even deserve a seat at the adult dinner table, much less, in the power corridors of Raisina Hill. And this strategy has worked for the BJP in the 2014 elections and every early mis-step on his part was blown up beyond it deserved and this strategy has been continuing to work in their favour by taking on a life of its own. This manufactured image is so ingrained in the popular psyche now that no one can look beyond the Pappu tag and take the fellow seriously, so much so, he seems to have given up leading at the centre in the Congress has has taken to a walking trip about the country lasting months! </p><p>The rise and rise of the CM sons : How can you send back to the benches that nepo candidate who is being favoured for posts and portfolios beyond those better qualified and better experienced??? </p><p>1. Don't vote for them? That sounds easy - lets do that. Except the CM's son will not stand for election in your constituency. His father knows where to field him as we saw in the previous post. He will become a MLA one way or the other. And in 10-15 years time he will be ready to take over from his father and then Udayanidhi's son/daughter will become CM of Tamil Nadu another 40 years from now. </p><p>2. See above note about Rahul Gandhi. Now, there is a lesson in all this for those committed against nepotistic politics. If enough resources are committed to this, any opposition party can dig up enough dirt for a disinformation campaign, cancel campaign, negative branding exercise, a trolling campaign and whatever the latest social media strategists come up with. And given that the BJP has done it on the national stage, they could easily scale down their process with targeted campaigns to brand the upcoming political heirs in each of the major regional parties - as doofuses, idiots, mumblers and bumblers without giving any of them a chance to sink or swim on their own. And maybe it is a good thing given that their fathers have considerable long term resources to sink into their heirs - and only those with a spine, very good political acumen and strong motivation to succeed politically or the ability to get themselves first class chanakyas as advisors can rise above the character abolishing trolling campaign that can and will be mounted against them. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-86005459992623061862022-12-13T05:03:00.005-08:002023-03-16T20:55:29.470-07:00How to reject Dynastic Political Entrants ? Part - I<p> Now, in the film industry in India, be in Mumbai or in Chennai or in Hyderabad, if a star kid enters the film industry and lacks that special something that makes a star, he or she gets sidelined after a few continuous flops. Examples include - Tushar Kapoor, Jacky Bhagnani, Harman Baweja, Tanisha, Shamitha Shetty, Rinkie Khanna etc. They gracefully slide out of limelight, or resign themselves into acting in secondary characters or move into other professions successfully or sometimes unsuccessfully depending on their education, training, social networking skills (the real world kind- not the online kind) and a big dose of luck. </p><p>But in the politics industry, somehow or the other, the son/daughter somehow clings on to the political industry and makes a living someway or the other until finally the power wielding parent dies, and the party functionaries "clarion" call the "heir" in all the media to come forward to lead the party. This is the format in all the regionally powerful parties and was the same in the centre as well, until the advent and sad reality of Rahul Gandhi. In Maharashtra, in AP, in UP, in Bihar - if the CM's son/daughter is not automatically crowned as the heir due to whatever reason (No natural leadership instinct, Other powerful senior leader is chomping at the bit, CM wants the kid to learn the ropes from the bottoms up, etc ) - they eventually do become the heir to the power in the party. </p><p>The major difference between the two industries is the nature of the game. Movie industry success depends on movie to movie - and the number of other careers that are broken/made in the process of the star kid's flops and hits. But politics is about the long game and several strategies can be played at once - it's not a friday to friday game-changer. And politicians play at the longest game of them all. (See the average age of Chief Ministers across state-lines. Sigh)</p><p>The reason for all this above rambling is the current news that the son of Mr. Stalin, CM of Tamil Nadu, previously actor and producer and now MLA is going to be given a ministerial position tomorrow. Now, there is at least one or more better qualified with managerial expertise or several people with more experience and who have served in the party far longer than the son. Compared to when(age at which) Mr. Stalin ascended to the "Throne" and all the hoops he hasn't been asked to jump through like Mr. Karunanidhi made Mr. Stalin do, obviously many people within the party are miffed - but aren't speaking about it. The people outside the party are saying aplenty and the political opponents are basically screaming their heads off about nepotism. To no avail. Because there is no rule/law violation in this instance. Any MLA can be given a ministerial position after all. (And the father with the political clout and know how will surely field his son in a constituency for elections which is a sure shot win for their party.) Just because Mr. Stalin is making his son a minister in his government above so many others better qualified and experienced is just in bad taste. You can't fault someone for bad taste or sue them for acting in bad faith. And so the opponents have to try other tactics. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-52694963508397523412022-12-12T01:36:00.004-08:002022-12-12T01:37:09.767-08:00Everything takes longer to cook in Bangalore.....especially if you moved here from the coast<p> Are you from a seaside town? Cochi, Trivandrum, Mangalore, Mumbai, Chennai or Vizag? You might even be from the plains up north - like from Lucknow or Patna - and then you have moved to Bangalore. And you're wondering why cooking takes so much longer here. Even milk takes longer to boil, and given that this is a repetitive task which you do at least 2 times a day or more, it gets super annoying. </p><p>One the perks of Bangalore is the great weather (or so they would have you believe) and that is partly because it is situated on the Deccan Plateau - at 900 mts above sea level -that is almost 3000ft above the place you just came from. It's even situated higher than Dehradun. No wonder people are flocking here from all over the country- Good (mostly) roads, great infrastructure, plenty of new market jobs and most importantly, its much cooler than the other cities mentioned above :-)</p><p>But the same height above sea level that gives the cool weather also makes cooking a pain in the ass. Every 1000ft above the sea, the pressure drops about 1 bar. If your vague physics lessons come to mind, they would tell you that pressure and temperature vary directly with each other. <b>Pressure drops</b> and the <b>boiling point</b> of all the liquids you are trying to boil <b>drop</b>. It sounds like a good thing - but it really isn't. <b>Boiling point drops!</b></p><p><b>But</b> because it is colder weather, it takes longer to heat the liquid - like water and even milk. When the boiling temperature is reached, the liquid starts to boil away happily - <b>but</b> the excess heat you're still giving the vessel goes towards making the liquid into steam/vapour and not into cooking your food effectively. Hence cooking takes longer. Stupid physics and stupid thermodynamics!</p><p>So 1 litre milk that should take 2.5 - 3 minutes to boil, takes 5 minutes boil. One cup rice takes 10 minutes longer to cook and even super processed maida based pasta cooks later. Welcome to Bangalore, ladies!!!!</p><p>Best solution : Pressure cook everything you can !</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-42744001774985241012022-11-22T23:05:00.002-08:002022-12-05T19:30:48.669-08:00A child-less world : The future?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyKKaiQui9UdoYsyPRGu6E0F2oMMsK016fsWGX4ICIR_2Ygsg8WaGUjdfPlXxh7M1KbXDgDfLHBFQeqGALB-8n2pFjWmyYMgOgqdP291pVJXun5H2fc1JlISO1eSPhxg8kqTihpL5GCz_VLhON5qJIdy3bCAwhLyqksBY79HrmcH-bpjRYgbI_MjUvAA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyKKaiQui9UdoYsyPRGu6E0F2oMMsK016fsWGX4ICIR_2Ygsg8WaGUjdfPlXxh7M1KbXDgDfLHBFQeqGALB-8n2pFjWmyYMgOgqdP291pVJXun5H2fc1JlISO1eSPhxg8kqTihpL5GCz_VLhON5qJIdy3bCAwhLyqksBY79HrmcH-bpjRYgbI_MjUvAA" width="320" /></a></div><br />Jokes and memes aside : India's population grew tremendously between the 1930's and 1970's when those governing woke up suddenly to the fact it was growing at an alarming rate without concurrent resource growth and began devising policy to control it. Tubectomies, Vasectomies were touted. Sterilization targets were given to states by the centre. International aid was sought and supplied. "We two ours two" became a policy in India towards reducing the fertility rate towards replacement levels of population growth , which we are almost at now - that is- 2.1 fertility rate from more than 5 in the 1950's. China went a step further and mandated a strict "We two ours one" policy in 1980 which was only withdrawn in 2016- because the demography was getting screwed, and even then, the policy withdrawal came after many, many internal calls from population scientists for ending the policy over the course of several years. <p></p><p>Now to the other side of the coin - Who wants to have kids these days? Either people across the world are getting super smart and learning from the experiences of others or people are automatically becoming less enthused by the idea of becoming parents and not having much between the sheets action. In fact, discounting a few northern states, fertility rate is actually below replacement level in most of India. And so our population may stabilise in the 1950's and then begin to decline is what Indian population experts are saying. </p><p>My current interest is in what happens when people refuse to have kids? This phenomenon is already happening to some extent. For various reasons : I don't think I'll be a good parent. I am too focussed on my career to take care of a kid. I don't really like kids. I'm not good at marriage and I don't want to be single parent. And so, me, coming from a small metro city in a still developing country, know personally, people who say the above things. So, this is a real thing. At some point more people will say the above things and less people will be willing to have children than the ones who don't want kids. </p><p>Countries and politics can induce people into having kids by giving freebies (Child allowance), more time off work for parenting, etc - like several European countries do. But still, people are just not willing to have children or most have one child and so politicians are encouraging skilled immigrants. As people see that having no kids or fewer kids is rewarding, more and more will opt for that lifestyle. Then what? What will happen to a small country when there are hardly any people now and will have none in the future. This is not likely to happen in my lifetime. But this is a scenario that may play out in the next few centuries. (Provided we are not hit by a massive meteor, huge tsunami doesn't drown half the world, etc etc. </p><p>If everyone has just one kid or less, then what happens? The world population goes into a gradual decline like China's policy affected their demographic spread. More people would be older and less would be of working age. Then eventually as population dwindled further and further, cities and towns would get abandoned as governments would work to concentrate the resources better to provide for those cities that were still occupied. Like there are more unmarried men available compared to unmarried women in China and India, there might be sex ratio issues in the reverse. </p><p>So clearly this one kid per every two people is not really a good idea. This replacement ratio seems to work better. But it would mean that population would remain the same as it is currently : Every two people have 2.1 kids (That 0.1 is to account for those who die off before reaching reproduction age) . And the population that is currently on earth is 8billion odd. (Happy world population day btw). That does not seem like the right number. There is rampant poverty in a lot of places. There is malnutrition. Lack of access to healthcare. So that is not the right amount to people this earth can support. Then what is?</p><p>Nope, there is no magic number. But whatever it is that scientists and experts postulate is far lesser than 8 billion for sure. Some say 5 Billion. Some say 2 Billion. Some propose a range : Between 500 Million - 5 Billion. And so we are back to Thanos :-) Clearly this earth is overpopulated. So this population reduction policy that India is following "We two ours two", while not ideal, is the best we have got. So I say we stick to it. The problem comes when every country is trying their own population control or are implementing a population growth policy at very different times. </p><p>By the way - Nigeria's the new China and India. Their population is set to grow very fast in the next few decades. So clearly my dire predictions of abandoned cities will not come to pass soon. We and China can always invite people from countries which have too many people to come and populate our dying cities and towns in a couple of 100 years, eh? </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-2209286770569009942022-11-22T21:18:00.003-08:002022-11-22T21:18:35.374-08:00Father of Daughters : An Indian Daughter's Perspective - I<p> There's an episode of the TV show "The West Wing" and if you like the overly verbose writing of Aaron Sorkin - where 100 words are used to communicate 2, you would know this. It's about an Arabic phrase "Abu-el-banat" - which means a "Father of Daughters" which is shown in a funny way in a monologue by Martin Sheen - who plays The President and who is a father of three daughters - that a father of daughters needs all the help he can get - free cups of tea- in this case. If you google this phrase you would see the sheer number of ways that it can be interpreted given that we aren't native Arabic speakers. Pity, sympathy, joy, exasperation, resignation, condescension, and it's supposedly an insult as well. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcokGdBEN5MJuNUdHYBtwPHKhhfgw_eQvpaSabSJLK81MRzwqpZ2SfSvL3FMGayF_AjqJhmmQ4u8SYz-Mdi9HI0QOXT4jy3Fsc3BWW9b4PpaFlV1nhxuoi_7HRYC8zsjHH6h926-W8NM9F6Qc0ZW8151dwM6li9X2CZr1goDWG4-HEjkig6gjaCvxWQ/s510/fatheranddaughter.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="413" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcokGdBEN5MJuNUdHYBtwPHKhhfgw_eQvpaSabSJLK81MRzwqpZ2SfSvL3FMGayF_AjqJhmmQ4u8SYz-Mdi9HI0QOXT4jy3Fsc3BWW9b4PpaFlV1nhxuoi_7HRYC8zsjHH6h926-W8NM9F6Qc0ZW8151dwM6li9X2CZr1goDWG4-HEjkig6gjaCvxWQ/s320/fatheranddaughter.jpeg" width="259" /></a></div><p>My father had only daughters. Now, he is a typical man born in the late 1940's and raised in a typically patriarchal house in south Tamil Nadu. Guess what that means? His mother did all his and his brothers' chores, and he has seen women do all the household chores in every house in his village and in the town 20kms away as well. While his sister was taught the importance of house-keeping and cooking, he wasn't even taught to fend for himself when he had to live alone when he started working. After years of his college's hostel food, he survived on nearby messes for food as an adult, and guess what? Constant outside food takes a toll on the body. But that's a story for another day. </p><p>Back to my point - I doubt he even knew how to make himself a cup of coffee or tea. His job was putting the food on the table and nothing else. Because that is all he was shown and any instances where he saw men performing domestic tasks either did not compute in his head or he dismissed as an anomaly. So when he raised his daughters, got them educated and then eventually married, guess what? Remember the #Sharetheload advertisement that Ariel put out that had people oooh-ing and aaah-ing? That happened organically in my father as well within a few months of my marriage. </p><p>Men are a bit slow. And severely lack instinctive empathy compared to women. Also when it's your wife, it's still <u><b>not your flesh and blood</b></u> being overworked and loaded with household chores in addition to office work and taking care of the kids. The child that he raised with so much love and care was now <b><u>the wife</u></b> in another man's house. The bulb doesn't go off otherwise it appears. So, slowly my father began to take on some repetitive tasks that normally fell to my mother even though she was a working woman herself. He is not making full meals mind you, but still, even if he can make coffee and tea for himself, heat up his own meals, wash the vessels occasionally, that is a big load off my mother's back. </p><p>A father of daughters grows up eventually. He starts seeing things he never had before, even in his later years, he is capable of learning and changing. What about the fathers of only sons? </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-11367312860572519132022-11-21T20:54:00.004-08:002022-11-21T20:54:41.561-08:00How to be successful at marriage :-)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgxi9TyvNgZYprd8TbcE0PB8GbIUtNpXvoUeBOmJ2vnOgU64BxHXN9OAjvAu37PFukgqtfplata8Ze2ag7Q3p6sKyx99sbxJBNXLp2n67mx4tZysu3JShT8mYUx0AYyxsCIuMhfIGpiDYV-Xhs6KWA9QPpimQVgHQxqk2a3zmmbPm1DM6KnBX3FbEiQhw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="527" data-original-width="505" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgxi9TyvNgZYprd8TbcE0PB8GbIUtNpXvoUeBOmJ2vnOgU64BxHXN9OAjvAu37PFukgqtfplata8Ze2ag7Q3p6sKyx99sbxJBNXLp2n67mx4tZysu3JShT8mYUx0AYyxsCIuMhfIGpiDYV-Xhs6KWA9QPpimQVgHQxqk2a3zmmbPm1DM6KnBX3FbEiQhw" width="230" /></a></div><br /> Now that I have been married for almost 10 years, and my spouse and I have not murdered each other (yet :-) I feel experienced enough to turn into the agony aunt that we all love to hate. You know, the one who gives unsolicited advice whenever you meet ? (Oh Jeez, Can I not enjoy my coffee in peace before it cools down ?) The one you nod at with the same expression on your face for 10 minutes and hope she goes away? Yup, that's me now.<p></p><p>Now, the title of this piece could easily be " How to be successful at anything" but then it would become like a Dale Carnegie Book. </p><p>1. Remember only the good things in your marriage and keep at it . Really - that's about it. First and last piece of advice. </p><p>For those who need elaboration - here goes : Every aspect of our lives come with the good and the bad experiences and hence memories. Our jobs. Our studies. Our families. Our spouses. The only way to be successful at anything is keeping at it. <b><u>And</u></b> to consciously remember only the good things and not linger on the bad ones. Because when we keep bringing up and remembering the bad aspects of anything, we turn bitter, we lose the enthusiasm for the good parts, we get depressed and slowly turn towards ending the aspect- maybe job or the marriage or the course you are are studying. Then what? Finding the perfect job and perfect spouse can be a never ending search and is that really an effective use of our time instead of investing in the bird in our hand ? So, remember only the good parts, and live through the bad parts and immediately forget them. And be kind - to yourself and others. For, surely you aren't perfect at everything- and I'm sure you're a pain in some parts of your life and people have to put up with you just as they have to put up with me. </p><p>But this is an ongoing process. This need to make yourself forget the bad experiences that come with married life. In the olden days, middle class women had a very different attitude to marriage- they were made dependant on the institution - Coz -not able to generate money for food is a big dinger. (Because mostly they were not employable because they were not educated. Not to mention, that most middle class life across the world had women as only home makers because society was more unforgiving in those days for those who went against norms.)</p><p> These days we have freedom of choice about our education and career and it hardly inures us to hardships - because we don't face big hardships in our early years and marriage forces us- women and men equally but in different ways- into making space for someone else's wants and needs and the hardest aspect is to make space for the wants and needs of our spouses's families - in India at least where women are trained and groomed to leave their parents and go and live elsewhere with their husband's families, make career choices within constraints imposed by others - even if they don't want to. When we begin to do things in our lives that we don't really want to - in the interests of having a traditional family and raising children - it really jars with our individual needs, doesn't it?</p><p> This unpleasantness is a part of grown up life and it chafes us - some more than others. So, the people and women in particular that succeed in a marriage are the ones who can look at the larger picture and put up with the small nuisances with good cheer. (Disclaimer - I'm not talking about putting up with wife beaters. I'm merely talking about putting up with your run of the mill, middle-class Indian Kumar and his family in the interest of the larger picture. Indian Kumar may not be so bad, he can even be Prince Charming on occasion:-)</p><p>Now for those who scoff and say I don't need to have a traditional family, or I don't need to have kids or I don't need a spouse's support even if I do want to raise kids, well kudos to you. (Some recent studies show that the happiest people on the planet are women who are unmarried and have no kids - by choice. Here's a link if you want to know more : <u><a href="https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2019/may/25/women-happier-without-children-or-a-spouse-happiness-expert">https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2019/may/25/women-happier-without-children-or-a-spouse-happiness-expert</a></u> ) If you are one of the above, then this particular blog article is clearly not meant for you. This is meant for the countless women and men who struggle daily with the idea of - <b><u>Why should I put up with this shit? </u></b>Because in India - while the rate is still low compared to global divorce rates (1.1% is India's divorce rate) the rate has actually doubled between 2000-2020 - here is a link about that if you want to know more - <a href="https://www.livemint.com/news/india/non-marriage-very-rare-in-india-but-divorces-doubled-in-past-two-decades-report-1561486297890.html">https://www.livemint.com/news/india/non-marriage-very-rare-in-india-but-divorces-doubled-in-past-two-decades-report-1561486297890.html</a>) and this question looms large : <b><u>Why should I put up with all these choices that I haven't really made for myself?</u></b></p><p>Because the larger picture maybe worth it. And it's for you to decide if you want to make your marriage succeed , or if it is too horrible to live in and it's better to cut your losses and run now. Because the line each of us draws in the sand is different. I can put up with this much and no further. So, find your line. Sometimes you may be willing to re-draw it (if you have a supportive spouse) and sometimes not. And I will leave you again with what I started with: </p><p><u><b>Remember </b></u>only the <u><b>good parts</b></u> and try to live through and then <u><b>forget</b></u> the <b><u>bad parts</u></b>. Else every marriage we attempt will end in failure. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-6698472158178375962022-11-17T22:10:00.007-08:002022-11-17T22:58:24.154-08:00The controversy of Religion and the controversy of Race- II - Evolution<p> </p><p>Hinduism- or parts of it that has travelled to the east from our land....and when you see the rituals practised towards clearly identifiable Shiva, Vishnu, Ganesh idols, you can see that while they have influences from India, they are largely local...from the flowers in the decoration, to the songs sung, to the meat - goats, chicken, pig etc that is offered in the temple itself. (Clearly the effect that was started by Jainism that has rid most of our Indian Hindu temples off animal offerings has not gone there. That some of our temples are holding on to the practise of animal offering is another subject for another day.) Btw, the most recent cool thing is to offer bubble tea for Ganesh in Thailand. Diabetes fear anyone? No worse than our jaggery and sugar laden modaks you say? Fair enough.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzmZ9VdWJpo38GoPGaQP3y9VnQ1QaP-Xnp27NsDZh0IcdO_2KspYtyiCeKdNeD3SrZcBM3hFtudgjkrNsY5xSSctvAIVcT_6LFlyzAiJpN_PApRIIpBQoRuTloK5WSheJTQTrkjTgpnY94LvaY-YweC-QTdwmGPxa5YxWhsEu-DLNvItfX8Bn6Xh9Ig/s1000/Bubbletea.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="842" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzmZ9VdWJpo38GoPGaQP3y9VnQ1QaP-Xnp27NsDZh0IcdO_2KspYtyiCeKdNeD3SrZcBM3hFtudgjkrNsY5xSSctvAIVcT_6LFlyzAiJpN_PApRIIpBQoRuTloK5WSheJTQTrkjTgpnY94LvaY-YweC-QTdwmGPxa5YxWhsEu-DLNvItfX8Bn6Xh9Ig/s320/Bubbletea.jpeg" width="269" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">This kind of Hinduism varietal between India and the far east countries that still practise some form of Hinduism shows us how insular we are being when we try to codify our religion....and try to limit it from all it can be when we say - only this practise can be called Hinduism and that practise should not. Only this god is Hindu and that god is not. Where do we limit it and where do we not? Gods prayed to before 1947 are Hindu gods and those that came after are not? Gods or their embodiments within the sub-continent are Hindu Gods and the versions/avatars prayed to in Burma-Thailand-Indonesia etc are not?</span></div><p>This last question is specifically related to the local gods that are ubiquitous to every nook and cranny in our country. A small diety/shrine that was a anthill- turned snakehill which was on the way to my school where local women worshipped and offered milk, was suddenly painted with turmeric and vermillion one day, then a few years later, became a 'Amman' (Metal face mask of a generic Goddess was installed in front of the crumbling snake-hill) with a shed built over her when I was a teenager. A single-roomed 'Temple' was built around it by the time I had started working. Somewhere along the way, a proper "Amman" idol made of black stone was installed where the original anthill had been located. A priest started working there. When I recently visited Chennai, I saw that the Amman Temple was now larger, and the outer wall painted with white and red and with a proper "praharam" made of metal grillwork around the Central "Amman". This has happened in the last 35-40 years, within my lifetime. (Do I hear encroachment? Misuse of Porramboke land? Yup, all of it is true and more). But this is a microcosm of the evolution of one part of Hinduism happening right in front of our eyes. Just try to apply that over the past several thousand years in widely ranging people and societies across the four directions in our country and then you might get the larger picture of why we are as we are- with diverse practices and equally diverse thoughts about our religion.</p><p>(Have you heard of the Bodyguard Muneeswaran Temple in Chennai? This is a story of how some labourers brought their village diety with them to Chennai and set it up near their new place of work, near the Barracks in Park Town. A British Commander who had some objections and asked it to be removed met with an accident. Believing that his accident was a result of his "objections" to the newly arrived god, he let the idol stay where it had been planted. This idol now has a proper temple with regular sevai. This Muni"Easwaran" / a form of Shiva - is believed to protect one from accidents. People buying new vehicles come there for a poojai in the mornings where a line of autos and cars are parked right in front of the temple. I don't know about the vehicles parked there for the poojai, but the traffic in already congested Park Town gets worse for wear for sure on some days due to the temple crowds, leading to scrapes and dents for others) </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX8Oatpjop_wqcMmGipHrcajW-WIiYmnlbBJqyycG4DxI0x4dDFMjOmSJH-oWH2zTGWPn0rbNVH9__jZuPzSme4cmwFf_Qd3PiFBVgQzPJMpEg6JOqK6fhbGradChU2JBA-f6MpualaL-1W68mCHrYc81dPaslhSARHy1rTNQNXVekTXFbV5xr7NVhzA/s438/bodyguard%20muneeswaran.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="438" height="84" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX8Oatpjop_wqcMmGipHrcajW-WIiYmnlbBJqyycG4DxI0x4dDFMjOmSJH-oWH2zTGWPn0rbNVH9__jZuPzSme4cmwFf_Qd3PiFBVgQzPJMpEg6JOqK6fhbGradChU2JBA-f6MpualaL-1W68mCHrYc81dPaslhSARHy1rTNQNXVekTXFbV5xr7NVhzA/s320/bodyguard%20muneeswaran.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Now to house-gods. This is a practise relevant in Thanjavur area among some saivaite castes and maybe in other areas as well. Every house in my father's village has a god. Really. They are called Veettu-Deivams. It usually looked similar in most houses' poojai rooms I had seen during my holidays. It was a rectangular portion of the wall, about 2 ft* 1ft, painted in Kaavi (Reddish Brown). And inside it was painted many pattais (three white horizontal stripes with a red dot in the centre - symbol of Shiva) and a few namams (Three vertical stripes -centre one is usually red - symbol of Vishnu). Whenever the oldest male member of a house died, the pattern inside the painting had to be re-painted. Whenever the house underwent painting also, the Veettu Deivam was repainted. And on every Pongal Day? (No, that's not it.) But that patch of the wall was regularly repainted on a yearly basis. And any male member who went to live elsewhere had to paint the same pattern in their Poojai rooms and pray to it on a regular basis. The Pattais and Namams represented their forefathers. These days it has evolved into rectangular wooden tray-like thing that can be hung up anywhere given that mostly people don't live where their grandparents lived -given the large move of the Indian population from rural-farming lives to urban -office going lives. And who can repaint their Pooja rooms on a regular basis anyway? My mother and aunts now repaint their "hang-able" Veettu-Deivams easily from time to time. (Search about this on Google and you wouldn't get a single correct hit for the image. Maybe this practise is totally dying out or is more highly guarded that I would have thought.)</p><p>Forgive the rambling. My point is that, we are ever evolving as a species. Let our religion itself evolve just like our religious practises do. Because if we stop to codify and limit Hinduism from absorbing, assimilating, and spreading in different directions (not geographical!!! In thought, in philosophy, in practise, in rituals etc....) we stop evolving. And from history the one thing we can learn is that when something stopped evolving, it dwindled and then died. So for those die-hard right wingers and self-appointed protectors of Hinduism out there, if you want several more generations of your descendants to enjoy this beautiful religion of Hinduism (provided the earth is not destroyed by a meteor...global warming...yada yada), be accepting of adaptations we must do in order to keep our religion evolving and thereby relevant through the glorious ages yet to come. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-44769390421745881782022-11-11T02:13:00.002-08:002022-11-11T02:17:34.340-08:00How to hit on a woman politely: Pointers for the uninitiated<p> This suddenly different sort of post is due to a 'news' article I read recently about how a success party for a movie ended on a very sour note because one man from the production company 'misbehaved' with one of the female assistant directors of the movie. It is a whole different matter because while several mainstream newspapers reported about the 'success' party along with pictures of the massively popular ensemble cast members, none reported about the 'ruckus' and 'trashing' that happened at the end of the party due to this 'upsetting' event. (Production head honcho was very upset about this evidently). The news of this has leaked because some of the party attenders have alluded to what happened on their social media. </p><p>This got me thinking about how our boys - that is- most Tamil boys specifically and more liberally, young Indian boys (late teens and early twenties), have absolutely no idea on how to hit on single women they meet in clubs/pubs/restaurants without coming across as complete creeps. </p><p>1. They do not know how to read if a woman is interested in them or not. ( Just because a woman is dancing with you, alone or with a group of friends, does not mean she wants you to paw her. It means she just wants to dance.)</p><p>2. Even if the guy perceives interest from a woman and reciprocate the interest, he does not know how to take it forward.</p><p>3. If they do make a verbal sexual proposition to a woman, it most often than not, comes across as creepy or crass that makes the woman/girl turn away in disgust. (Not everyone can be a Joey Tribbianni and click his tongue and make a kissy face and have women get naked. First that's not reality, and also Chennai, Bangalore, Hyderabad and Cochin is not New York.) </p><p>(Disclaimer : I'm talking exclusively about boys/men who understand consent- I am not talking about the sexual harassers/ molesting creeps - This article is just about the run of the mill, regular Kumars of my generation) </p><p>So - they need pointers/tips on making a proposition - a polite proposition to a woman, one that has a better response than getting a slap / slipper to the face, or worse if the boy is the clueless type who makes an idiot of himself(see above point 1), then, the girl gets shocked/ yells at him, and then, trashing from other men who are nearby. </p><p>1 . Is the woman/girl sustaining eye contact with you ? This is the first indicator. Because if a girl identifies you as a creep/sleazo, then her eyes will slide away fast. You better not make an approach if there is anything sexual on your mind. </p><p>2. Is your conversation interesting? Coz if you are only going to keep on talking about your self and not let her get a word in, the interest will flag faster than the next coffee/ drink/course will arrive at your table/nook.</p><p>3. Girls these days are very progressive. If they are interested in you for more than friendship, most will let you know, if not explicitly, then at least there will be verbal indicators if not physical signalling. Learn to listen to the verbal and non-verbal cues the girl/woman is giving you.</p><p>4. It is perfectly okay to ask -"Can I kiss you? " in a polite tone and get a resounding "NO" as an answer and have an uncomfortable conversation or be ignored by the girl later, rather than hint around and waste your time and hers, or worse, try something stupid that would get you a slap on the face. </p><p>5. Also, be mentally prepared that the girl may/will gossip about your moves/overtures with her friends and you may get snide remarks/be teased about your actions later by her friends and your friends if you have common friends or move in the same circles. Be prepared to take the teasing good natured-ly or at least to shrug it off with panache . ( This is if you are a poor reader of signs of interest shown in you and you have managed to completely misread the girl and she is angry/irritated with you.) </p><p>6. If the answer is "Yes", then kiss her for sure, but try not to maul the poor girl/woman and try to let her take the lead so you understand where her comfort/discomfort levels are. After all, she only agreed to kiss you. </p><p>Note: These points are all for newly met women/girls. If you are slotted firmly in the friend-zone with a girl you have known for a while, the open and sustained eye-contact the girl may maintain with you will be very different than if she wants to be in your pants. Please don't hit on your existing female friends unless you are ABSOLUTELY SURE there is sexual interest, because that is the fastest way to lose the friend. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-85260233039314215682022-10-27T00:02:00.003-07:002022-10-27T04:57:07.134-07:00The controversy of Religion and the controversy of Race- I<p><span style="font-size: medium;">I am a Hindu by birth. What does that mean? I pray to certain gods and perform certain rituals? Certainly. But while these gods are prayed to by many Hindus, the rituals I perform are informed by my geography and the social and cultural groups that I was born into. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Simply : For Eg: Varalakshmi Pooja in Tamil Nadu is celebrated by certain castes (Praying for their husband's longevity to Goddess Lakshmi) while my family does not. Kaaradaiyan Nonbu, is a similar festival (praying for husband's longevity to Goddess Gowri/Parvathi) that my family observes. I haven't heard of the practise of fasting for Kaaradaiyan Nonbu by other caste groups. North India (some parts) observe the Karva Chauth fast for a similar purpose. People in the East may observe/perform a ritual and fast for the same purpose as well. All are celebrated on different days of the year. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We Hindus are an amalgam of many practises and various rituals. The South Indians have embraced gods from the north and North Indians have taken up gods from the South. There will of course be controversy when you talk about invading people (Aryans) and how South Indians should not accept their gods. The Aryan Invasion Theory is being hotly debated everyday with new genome studies of various population groups. (By the Way : Can we comfortably identify solely as descended from one group in this day and age? Are we claiming that our genetic pool is solely from Ancestral South Indians? There is no ancestor from the east? No ancestor from the North? Are we claiming that our ancestors who arrived in India "out of Africa " about 65000-50000 years ago did not intermingle with anyone else? ) There are people talking about the Tamil God Seyyon has been metamorphosed into Murugan/Karthikeyan the son of Shiva on many online platforms. Talking about Shiva - some are claiming that the God from the Himalayas is just one Shiva - and his form has taken over the identity of the local worship of the "Linga", which means so many things in so many places that even the wikipedia entry for it is confusing. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Now, coming to the recent controversy that began when one movie director said that - The Chola King Rajaraja I (originally named : Arulmozhi Varman) wasn't Hindu, he was talking about politics and the current saffronisation or maybe Hindutva-sation of Tamil historical figures. (He was a Saivaite obviously given that he spent vast amount of resources on building the biggest Shiva Temple in TN and during his time many Shiva Temples were stone -worked over from bricks and hence making them long lasting.) But the controversy evolved super fast from history - Was Rajaraja Hindu? into one of current religion- primarily - one of - "Are we Hindus?" in Tamil Nadu. Then further into : "Who are Hindus?" </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I have heard so many discussions about this : for in every house , every street-corner tea-shop, this topic has raged in various intensities. And the conclusions are many. But most people agree on a few things: </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">1. There was no "Hindu" religion before the advent of the Britishers. "Hindustan" or "Indoostan" was a term in common use to denote the people who lived south the Indus River. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">"Hindu" was a convenient common name to give to people who lived south of the Himalayas for the Britishers who were in colonial consolidation mode and they did it to make life easy for themselves - for administering this widely varied people they found - in the peninsula south of the Indus. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">2. Many agree that the people who live in "Modern India" as we know it now and identify as Hindu, have a largely common way of life. ( Which by the way also has space for the "non-believers". That is, those who self-identify as atheists have always been a part of our culture, because as many elder people keep telling me - Hinduism is not really a religion, it is a way of life, Hindu Dharma has space for the atheists too.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">3. People remember reading in their history books the primary religions that make up Hinduism. They are now called the primary "sects" of Hinduism. 1. Saivaites ( Shiva), 2, Vaishnavaites(Vishnu), 3. Shaktism (Shakti - various forms of the Goddess) 4. Gaumaram (Karthikeya/Murugan worship) 5. Ganapathyam (Ganesh worship) .....there are many isms- for people who worship as their primary god : Surya, Indra, Varuna etc....And there is the Smartha tradition ....and the various aithas came: dwaithas, advaitha, vishishwadwaitha....basically, different ways to reach God, surrender to God, or claim that we are the gods? ...or whatever....I have a long way to go before I begin to truly understand what those 8th, 9th and10th century philosophers were preaching.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">What all these arguments and discussions have brought back for me, along with a dose of regional/language pride (I blame the movie PS-I for all this btw, and Mani Rathnam) is the question of : 1. What does my race (Primarily ASI) say about my religion? 2. Am I praying to the right Gods? (Who are the Right Gods btw? :-) 3. If Ram, Krishna and even Shiva are imports from Gangetic Plains, then who were the local gods then, let us say 2000 years ago ? (See, the whole village deity doesn't compute in these days of city living. Where will my local guardian deity be if I live in Bangalore? In Hebbal? or Whitefield? or Adugodi? lol) 4. Am I supposed to be praying to the pre-north infusion/consolidated version of Murugan/Karthikeya - that is: Seyyon? If he is the warrior God - and my modern life has no part of war - will my petty non-war concerns even matter to him? </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">(I keep coming back to Muruga/Karthikeya - because though I belong to caste that claims to be Saivaite - in every relative's home I have been to , the picture/idol of Murugan is the centrepiece/biggest. Is this a Tamil thing? Or that my ancestors have been following both Saivism and Gowmaaram? Then I wonder if when the cult of Saivism took over large tracts of population, it was convenient to hook the Tamils by claiming that Shiva was the father of Murugan? Also note, there is a discrepancy between the order of children Shiva has between the north and south. Here we say that Ganesha was the older one, but in the north it is the other way around. Also, note that most modern Indians, based on just the north-south discrepancy- over years come to some sort of understanding that Hinduism is a amalgamated religion model and hence it fundamentally differs from the Single God with prophet/prophets religion model. One, there is choice of gods (pick who you want and pray) and choice in worship form that is denied to those who believe in a monotheistic religion. Two, space for the agnostics and atheists that is not available in monotheistic religions. Three- clearly less space for fanaticism as one person/entity cannot claim to know God's Plan and dictate agenda for the believers based on religion. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In any case, this whole controversy has given rise to one thing - people are reading more, asking more questions about their past, debating history and who wrote it and with what agendas and about the evolution of this wonderful thing called Hinduism- be it religion, dharma or way-of-life.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-12388892845384059702022-09-05T22:41:00.001-07:002022-09-05T22:41:45.106-07:00Love for Hrithik-Roshan !!!!!!!<p> My youngest has joined the Hrithik Roshan bandwagon.....Yay! I now have company in wanting to see his songs (who has the patience to sit through movies these days? or the time?) ....of course, she is 4 and her appreciation for his face and dance have a completely different emotion attached to it, but still.....Yay!!</p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHk7txLxlviBXqSJK1klw5jUNPLKbx1exUqEZR8wb3Bu0guKQWSqNwXiQ3DVfa3MnOflYtabHkkoolyTWCM7CZgWFhrGgnWoDwO37wWdyhLvVIadkZhZ5RZKuBd3q-MY82fg4E5cO46glDY1KupXPnWdRDzXcXTDWksO2mp0C2mro543kmI-w_DN6Ew/s497/Screen%20Shot%202022-09-06%20at%2011.10.36%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="497" data-original-width="377" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHk7txLxlviBXqSJK1klw5jUNPLKbx1exUqEZR8wb3Bu0guKQWSqNwXiQ3DVfa3MnOflYtabHkkoolyTWCM7CZgWFhrGgnWoDwO37wWdyhLvVIadkZhZ5RZKuBd3q-MY82fg4E5cO46glDY1KupXPnWdRDzXcXTDWksO2mp0C2mro543kmI-w_DN6Ew/s320/Screen%20Shot%202022-09-06%20at%2011.10.36%20AM.png" width="243" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-19397372234231290802022-09-05T22:04:00.001-07:002022-09-08T22:04:30.881-07:00Tiger-Mom or Push-over Mom?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPyL3BErvmBpxIev8GPCClowd7aa6G9J1BTBxG81QGKeHC6W1QdhAgVlnkScy7LNqo2dX34d1JH1B7i7uHmTNwZ6CQevTZtye3Ins77E_-8jyQ_HFhoFfREGew7xNxppg4fHnJqnKMVT20bdLYDwB3S8njGiybRAIWLpGPDdB1qGQczFI1NfyazEXOQ/s684/Screen%20Shot%202022-09-09%20at%2010.33.32%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="485" data-original-width="684" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPyL3BErvmBpxIev8GPCClowd7aa6G9J1BTBxG81QGKeHC6W1QdhAgVlnkScy7LNqo2dX34d1JH1B7i7uHmTNwZ6CQevTZtye3Ins77E_-8jyQ_HFhoFfREGew7xNxppg4fHnJqnKMVT20bdLYDwB3S8njGiybRAIWLpGPDdB1qGQczFI1NfyazEXOQ/s320/Screen%20Shot%202022-09-09%20at%2010.33.32%20AM.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Now, as kids, we all thought we could do better than our parents. Come on, didn't you tell yourself at least once, "If I had a kid, I would deal with the kid completely differently compared to these idiots."? Or some version of that? Especially when beaten by our no-issues-with-corporal-punishment parents' generation? Never the sparing rod 70's, 80's, even 90's parents? </p><p>Turns out that effective parenting is not as easy as we thought it was, just like most adult responsibilities. </p><p>Where do we draw the line between guiding a child and forcing a child against his/her will? That is my question for the day. My older kid is strong willed, and my younger one is worse. </p><p>Most kids don't have good decision making skills - this is a fact. Mostly because they live in the now. Study now play later - is lost on them, because later seems too far away. Getting them to do home-work itself is a chore, depending on mood, subject, the teacher's personality ("That Mam is so mean" or That mam is angry all the time, I don't like her) or "I wanna watch TV" demands, etc.</p><p>Sending them to extra-curricular classes : this is my current parenting issue. What is a reasonable demand vs an impossible demand? Sending them to one/two classes per week seems to be reasonable to me. Since these classes are scheduled bang in between their play time, it seems to be impossible to them. </p><p>Is it fair to the child to force him/her to learn a skill against their will? If they cry and protest, won't their mood and attitude affect the learning outcomes? Just because he/she cries and makes a scene, shouldn't I, being the older, responsible adult, looking to the long term, force him/her to attend the class? </p><p>Where should I put my foot down and where shouldn't I? Questions, questions. Sigh. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-34021165545381315522022-08-31T23:34:00.005-07:002022-08-31T23:34:39.906-07:00Joy in the day-to-day<p> As one grows older, one begins to get wisdom - or so they claim. I am just left with more unanswered questions and fewer definite answers. I write less, I exercise less, I play less, I eat less, I spend less on myself. The only thing that being an older adult and all that it entails have left me is more work. As a kid I thought that the adults have everything. But now I find that the opposite is true. Adults have a lot of work and responsibilities and very less enjoyment, true enjoyment, that we experienced as kids. I assume that once I become a true old lady - in my 60's maybe , If I live that long and retire from a full time job, I may have more time on my hands to do as I see fit, but I doubt it. By then, I would hopefully be a grandmother, and grandmothers have a lot of work too. But, I digress. </p><p>Enjoyment in the small things: Are the longer lived years making us more jaded compared to kids where a lot of experiences are new? And with time, will we lose more of our joie de verve and be filled with ennui for life? Is this why some older people get religious- seeking God as a way to feel some joy? Also, Is this why some older people get better at accepting the concept of death? Aaah, I'm so bored with this world, I might as well go? </p><p>I am trying to understand joy and the pull this emotion has on us, to keep us tethered in this realm. I am trying to find a way to keep joy in my life and clearly failing miserably as a lot of things feel designed to pull me down. All I'm left with is weird pondering that goes nowhere. And then I get back to my chores. Aah, the humdrum of middle class life with middle class concerns, time tables to be followed, lunches to be packed and meetings that need attending and people who need to be called back. What would we do without you all? </p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-80106469771740759162021-05-30T01:00:00.002-07:002022-08-31T23:12:31.674-07:00The role of a government in a pandemic<p> What is the role of an elected government during a pandemic?</p><p>Is its role to protect each life or make wide sweeping decisions for the greater good ? How much of such a decision making policy have to do with out cultural context ? Let's say, we as Indians have always been more skewed to the collective rather than the individual. So is the government also more skewed towards protecting the many rather than the individual ? </p><p>I'm going to make a disclaimer here and say that I have nothing for or against the current BJP government- both centre and state- in this particular topic. </p><p>My questions are about the vaccines we have and their approx 0.61/million chance of killing anyone who takes them. (Clots post vaccination ). This percentage seems to be still under debate, but we know that it is not zero. Some people, very few people, are developing clots and even fewer still - to the tune of 6 people out of 1 crore of those who take the vaccines are dying. And we are 140 crore people in this country. Even if we manage to vaccinate half the population we are talking about 400 odd people dying due to the vaccines.</p><p>So, in the interest of protecting a larger number of the population from dying, this is effectively government approved death of a smaller number of people. And we have to pay for the chance to die- the vaccines are not even free! for the 18-44 year old group. </p><p>Our government is not alone in making this hard decision of using an imperfect vaccine, several others have chosen to continue with the available vaccine - Astrazeneca or other easily available vaccine- than waiting for a perfect vaccine- which will not have the risk of death associated with it. Some European countries have halted the use of the clot-risk vaccine for the section of the population with highest risk of clot development. Some developing countries have also stopped the use of this vaccine. Is it because they are places where the individual good is more important than the collective good? Are those the places where every single life is important? Why is every single person's life not important in India? Is it because we have a lot of disposable population? Where if a few extra people die, it is thought to be okay? </p><p>This is a pandemic- and all solutions should be welcome. There is no perfect solution. There is no perfect vaccines. All vaccines come with some side effects. I agree with all these statements. So, we should use the vaccines we have. But can't the government restrict its use in the population group where the clots are occurring more and mortality is the result. Why can't they spend money and political effort to get a vaccine that doesn't kill people? Where deaths can be avoided, we should avoid them, no?</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-18209043701230858282021-05-27T22:12:00.003-07:002021-05-27T22:12:38.871-07:00Life will go on.....<p> <span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Life must go on. Haven’t we seen enough movies set in post-apocalyptic worlds to know this truth? Even setting aside the jokes, in living memory, human beings have always found a way to cling to life – floods have comes, earth quakes and tsunamis, but life finds a way. It always does.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So even though this past two years has felt like the end of the world, it is not really the end. Well, You (reader) and I might still die due to covid, people around us, our loved ones, friends and extended family, will still live on to do stupid things another day. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.3800000000000001; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Small comfort, but we should take them where we find them, no?</span></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-17948024413723160952021-03-20T11:00:00.000-07:002021-03-20T11:02:05.434-07:00Why a believer must partner with a non-believer<p> <span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px;">I was raised by a believer – full on faith in god- mother and a non-believer - an agnostic father. I believe that this has given me a balanced perspective. I am neither and I am both. I’m tempted by both belief systems. I am comforted by both and I think that both give me succor when I need it.</span></p><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></span><p style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Let us be real for a minute- religion is not going anywhere. It has been around for thousands of years and all literature and propaganda from the communists and atheist movements notwithstanding, there is a reason that religions have endured in all parts of the world in different forms. When people believe in something together, it has more power. Would I believe something easily if others did not believe before me, along with me and the idea did not have enough power to make people believe after me? Humans seem to give more power to an idea when others think it’s a good idea. Call it the peril of being a social thinking animal. It’s the same thing with atheists. If the first atheist in any part of the world did not succeed in convincing the second person that his/her idea that there were no superior beings or Gods watching over them would their movement be so wide spread?</span></p><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></span><p style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">But coming back to the power of groupthink or group belief, religion offers people an out. A place of safety, where sins are forgiven, where fears are assuaged and there is a feel good factor when we place our burdens elsewhere – as in, at the feet of god and immediately there is a feeling of lightness. Religion has been called the opiate of the masses in the past. In today’s age, maybe God is the therapist of the masses. I mean, the sheer amount of money seeing a therapist regularly would cost. Clearly it’s cheaper to believe. But, jokes aside, the point is that religion has value, however ephemeral it may be.</span></p><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></span><p style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Meanwhile, the rational point of view- not believing anything that cannot be seen, heard or felt – as in God and the faith in a superior entity, gives us a comfort too, that we have only ourselves to depend on. That the universe is a random place where nothing is predictable and anything can happen anytime and hence now is the time to just live our lives.</span></p><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></span><p style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I believe that having both perspectives and not being too attached to seeing God and religion in only one way is essential to stop having fanatical thoughts / ideologies of either kind. If every person out there decided to marry and tolerate a person who has the opposing viewpoint about religion, we would have no religion terrorism. Wouldn’t that be a great thing?</span></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-23194870432669180642021-03-12T05:11:00.002-08:002021-03-12T21:12:56.157-08:00The long life of the Mask<p> So, we have been masking up for nearly a year now. And it has made a difference for a lot of people. Forget about the corona virus, the flu season went by without being noticed due to this new mask wearing habit we have been saddled with. Every year, like clock work, between the months of November and February, I would be afflicted with at least two bouts of the cold-cough-sore throat symptoms and maybe with a bout of fever as well. My eldest who has reactive airway issues, would get have a runny nose all day and a stuffy one all night and we could all forget our sleep. But this year, she hasn't gotten an episode. Not a single one. </p><p>But, as the data already suggests, people are not being as mask compliant now as they were in the beginning of the un-lockdowns. (Whoever came up with that should be beaten. That is unwieldy. Lockdown made sense. But shouldn't someone in Delhi have put in more of an effort to come up with something better than un-lockdown?) When I drive to rural centres in Karnataka ( work-related day trips), I can see very well that the people there don't wear masks at all. Blame the open country-side and the absence of crowded, unventilated, air-conditioned spaces and maybe the effect of cohabiting with farm animals, the people living in villages seem hardier than us city folks when it comes to disease resistance. So, they never wore masks to begin with, shrugging off Covid-19 like a mild pest that affects only city dwellers. </p><p>Not to mention, we as a species communicate more with our expressions and body language than our words. So if the mask covers up 2/3rds of our face- how effectively are we communicating? Also, we have a need to see the faces of the people we love. So, is long term mask-compliance even possible? Also, we are social animals. The ingenious outdoor birthday parties in my apartment complex shows me how much the aunties miss their get-togethers. ( I doubt the kids are the driving force behind these parties. It is the mothers who organise these shindigs and fathers are a complete no-show. ) I miss meeting my family face to face, and I feel that most people feel the same. (There are exceptions to every rule. I'm sure someone is rolling their eyes at this and saying good riddance to their relatives using Covid-19 as the happy excuse to miss any and all gatherings. </p><p>So, when can we safely say goodbye to the mask, I keep wondering. A year? Two? Arrggghhhh......</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-16273022027210472702020-07-03T11:12:00.000-07:002020-07-03T11:12:55.552-07:0090 days of Social Distancing and Where are we?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I live in one of those big fat apartment complexes that have sprouted like mushrooms all around the outskirts of our metros - 1300 odd apartments and about 5000 residents - which is community living at its best (Imagine an eye-roll here) . As you have surmised, I'm not a complete convert, even if I agree that apartment complex living comes with a host of advantages. I may be able to make my peace with a row house in a gated community, which at least gives an illusion of independence and agency ( You wouldn't believe the rules we have to abide by in apartment living - if you have never lived in one. And the rules have only become more draconian after the imposing of lockdown)<br />
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In anycase, when I moved in here as a newly wed, courtesy of flat-brat hubby( Which is derogatory for born and raised in an apartment- in case you're curious) I hated it with no reservations. This was a haven. But it was not meant for me. It was meant for families - not for a lonesome twosome who had way too much time on their hands and wanted the restaurants, clubs and youthful social life that living inside the bustle of the city brings. Which this was so not. This place comes with two huge parks ( Sand + swings+ slides+climbing wall+ Mini Jungle gym etc etc) . There are grassed play areas - for cricket, football and all sorts of play) , badminton courts, basketball court, tennis courts and club house has so many toddler to tween classes that they need a separate manager for those classes) and a walking trail surrounded by beautifully landscaped trees, bushes and flowering plants that was more than a kilometer around.<br />
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I felt very out of place, because children and old people were completely occupied here - and the middle aged - the kids' parents, were completely engrossed in ferrying them around and forming a social life with the other parents and the grandparents had their own circles of grandparents. Married and without kids were an oddity and had nothing in common with the other adults living here.<br />
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But, now I have two children, and thanks to my fore-thinking husband- they have an amazing life. They are never bored. They have friends to play with anytime they care to step out of the door. At least, until the corona scare started, the kids practically lived downstairs .( with adult supervision, of course) They are growing up speaking five languages instead of one which we didn't unless we went to an English medium school - and then we grew up speaking two. They have access to being grubby with sand, like we grew up in the 80s and 90s. They have access to slides and swings which most of us didn't have ready access to when we were kids. ( I had to hike to the community park a kilometer away when I was a child). It seems like an amazing meld of two ways of life- the old and the new. They are privileged indeed, being exposed to the living styles of Punjabis, Manipuris, Maharashtrians, Konkanis, Keralites, name a state and my older child can name a friend from there.<br />
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But, the past 90 days have left the place eerily empty. There are rules and they are strictly enforced. Atleast in the initial lockdown (you know, 1.0? ) kids just weren't allowed out. No walking, no jogging, no gym, no badminton, no community activity of any sort for adults. No maids- coz who knows if they are carriers. ( Insert eyeroll here ) Over cautious much management committe? ( and before you think, classist managament committee, also no courier, no delivery of any sort, no trainers, no tuition, no group classes , nothing breached the complex other than essential services -namely groceries and veggies and milk during lockdown 1.0.) Managing kids, job ( yup, that didn't stop, being part of the essential services and all -banking, ) cooking, cleaning shopping and all miscellany without a maid told me that I made the right decision in coming back to India. USA, hmmm, not for the weak willed and weaker backed.<br />
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In anycase , we are living in an enclosed campus with 5000 odd people. And this lockdown has taught me, that we are just as alone as we would be in an independant house. We may share walls here, but not lives. It's each family for itself in these uniquely challenging times. We are all neighbours afraid of one another , afraid for our own vulnerable, the old and the young. And we are all left with just a few common questions, will this corona fear subside? Can there be an effective treatment protocol for the old people and those with existing diseases that are now resulting in death? And the most burning burning question - Will there be a good vaccine ? When? <br />
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Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-2633391918906670352020-06-12T23:39:00.004-07:002020-07-03T11:23:57.820-07:00The compulsion of the first baby and the choice of the second <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
I am now mother to two children. As I see a lot of my peers going through a choice - of whether to have a child at all, or two, or in rare cases, three - all valid and right choices, I wonder about the factors that drive these choices.<br />
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Free availability of money is clearly a factor as is parental or in-law support for the raising of children , especially for working mothers. Not to mention, physical ability to have one of course - this is an issue as old as time - fertility. And mental fortitude to actually raise the child/children one has, instead of running off to Kasi or to a far off relative's house, to an isolated tropical island - which all mothers and fathers get tempted to at some point, depending on the weight of their purse.<br />
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In the way I see it, for most Indians of the child bearing age, the first child seems to be almost a compulsion - the biological imperative - to reproduce and propagate the species - though they don't think of their choice to have a child in those words, for sure. The intense need to experience motherhood (and Fatherhood too, though it is less articulated) feels very real , personal and an independant animal in itself, to be explained in such prosaic terms such as "propagate the species." The woman or man, doesn't ever think that that is indeed what she/he is doing- for the intense need to have a child is a very selfish , personal expression of themselves - such is the way the individual mind is designed to fool itself so that the species benefits. How devious is nature or God, huh? ( What ever designed life according to your belief system).<br />
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But, the interesting thing is the choice to have a second child. It is hard to predict which way a couple goes as far as having a second child is concerned. People who grew up happily with siblings most likely make the choice to have another child. People who grew up as single kids feel that they weren't denied anything special and make the choice to stop with one. Going through a few more years of sleepless nights is not something anyone decides about lightly, especially in this day of easy living. As a generation, most of us din't do hard labour as children or as teens outside or even in our own homes, and raising a small baby, especially the first couple of years, is indeed hard labour. And who wants to sign up for that unless absolutely necessary?<br />
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As we all look for reasons to make ourselves feel letter about the choices we make, this Covid-19 lockdown, has shown me something that I always felt to be true. Imagine keeping a single child occupied for 3-4 months inside the house! I see my friends, colleagues and neighbours with single kids. And I see those children growing more and more isolated in their homes. How much of the parent's time and effort goes into making sure the child stays engaged and not getting upto naughtiness or just getting stuck on the TV or Laptop or phone screens?<br />
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But, we made the choice to have two. And now, they play with each other, talk to each other, engage each other in conversation. And my work in making sure the house is not a prison for them is cut in half. They have each other, as playmates. They have each other to learn from. They have each other to fight with and make up with. And hopefully they will grow up with each other and enrich each other's lives. And we, my husband and I, never need fear the lockdowns or the quarantines or even the bunkers, as far as the kids are concerned.<br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyrrjJqldypVyTogbmH4Qou02UPwnZPZu_x4wY9HiA1teBQMveGwHbwDS8Zk_YZHoK2RpwgoTaEd6ts2gHRmYaXKgvkc-0qqUgVBtJnPGHqIwwuf3HxX1ZIxWHk2GB2NhQhIM2aMaxHIl/s1280/IMG-20181128-WA0009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyrrjJqldypVyTogbmH4Qou02UPwnZPZu_x4wY9HiA1teBQMveGwHbwDS8Zk_YZHoK2RpwgoTaEd6ts2gHRmYaXKgvkc-0qqUgVBtJnPGHqIwwuf3HxX1ZIxWHk2GB2NhQhIM2aMaxHIl/w150-h200/IMG-20181128-WA0009.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>
Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-48498451269089677792018-09-01T04:19:00.000-07:002018-09-01T04:23:41.333-07:00Book names that stay with you<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I once read a book called - "Floating Turds". I kid you not.<br />
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I remember that I read it over a weekend trip to an area where my family had lived in the past, when I had been a kid. My memories of the place and the people there have all been formed during the visits there, and nothing from the time of residing there. I had been very young, clearly.<br />
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In any case, this particular trip happened when I was almost in college, and I remember being insufferably stand-offish and bemoaning the idea of going back to this strange, old industrial township. I say strange because its a small town, a walled-off to outsiders small town and everyone knows everyone. Only people who worked in the PSU there and their families lived there. My father had worked there for a while when I had been a toddler and had a lot of friends. So, we were visiting, again.<br />
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The thing was, the kids that I played with on my trips back had all flown their nests the previous year, or were in the process of fleeing their small town existence that summer. And so, the trip was a waste, for me and my sister. And for my parents as well, because every house we visited had depressed parents talking about the kids who left, or who were so eager to leave, it made my parents feel bad for their friends.<br />
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The weekend was made worse by PMS and the acidity produced by the painkiller I was taking for the pain. So, I remember that I had stuffed a library book in my bag and pull it out. It had the strangest title, and it had been mere curiosity that had made me borrow it - how could someone get a reader for a book with such a title, I remember wondering as I scanned it out. Well, the writer had people like me to thank, I guess. The curiosity in humanity would never cease.<br />
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The book, notwithstanding its unappealing, nay, fairly disgusting title, was not a bad read. It was set in Los Angeles with an outsider vs insiders plot arc. Kind of Cecilia Ahern-ish minus Ireland. The story happened amidst the shiny people of showdom and their preoccupation with the newest in -thing. Which happened to be a book about turds and whether one's poop floated or not. I kid you not.<br />
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Now eye-grabby titles are all the rage. But back when I'm talking about, fifteen odd years ago (This was an old book I had borrowed- so add another 5-10 years to arrive at the publishing and import date) , this book title, at least for India, was scandalous. I wondered who let this book come into the country and if they even knew what the word 'turd' meant.<br />
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So, while the book was an average read, the title clearly stands as a memorable one. It occurs to me that most people would have read such books in their past, where the Title called out to us, while the substance didn't match up. Kind of like a lukewarm date with a great looking person.<br />
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Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-31743295823988137932017-10-25T11:11:00.000-07:002017-10-25T11:17:47.603-07:00Mommy trials - Is breast the best? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have read a lot, I mean, a lot, of parenting websites before giving birth. I thought forewarned is forearmed and so read everything I was recommended about pregnancy and parenting. I was full of facts and figures about pregnancy, pre-term labour, symptoms of pre-eclampsia, views of both the camps in the epidural or no- epidural debate (I'm a wuss about pain, guess what I chose?) , chances of cord-wrapped-around-neck - you name it- and I had read something about it.<br />
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But when I got to being the mommy part- after my child was born, I was stumped. I guess this is a malady amongst women of my generation, of these years, in the early Twenty-First century, give or take a couple decades depending upon the stage of development(read access to the internet) in the country. We get to soak in information by the Mbps full, we just don't think about what such a life-changing experience will actually do to our lives.<br />
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I see that younger girls in any family are better prepared because they see the older ones go through this. But most families have one or two children at most and so, most girls, are girls with no immediate woman family member go through the process of emerging motherhood in front of their eyes after they are grown up enough to appreciate this. So they go through this process for the first time by themselves with no benchmarks/goal posts/I'm so fucking this up - in sight. But that is different story for a different day.<br />
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My main problem happened with breast-feeding - but it is not the problem itself that is my issue. It is the die-hards I had read before who had been insisting that this is the only way to parent- breatsfeeding or no feeding at all(starving baby will learn to latch on) road- and whose voices are the most stringent in the online motherhood, babyhood, early days, etc portals. I was so taken in by their argument, that I had, in my best intentions towards my as yet unborn child and worst inexperience with little humans and how they never do what you would reasonably expect them to - and hence the problems that might come my way, insisted that I would not buy and take a bottle and formula to the hospital along with all other supplies.<br />
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Alas, my child just would not latch on. No matter what I tried. Throw in hormones, tiredness from the pushing the 3.8kg baby out, and the bleeding and the soreness due to the stitches - oh yeah, the worst parts in the "What to expect while expecting" are all true. And I tried. So hard. I met three lactation consultants and was pushed and poked and squeezed - oh yeah- another thing they don't tell women who are about to be mothers- nope, breasts are no more about sex or sexiness- they are now baby-nutrition-machines and all sorts of women will take amazing liberties with them - nurses, doctors, visiting aunties and grandmas, servant maids, basically almost every woman who has been a mother and can claim to be an Indian, thinks she's an expert on breast-feeding and will try to help. By suggesting ways to hold baby, ways to put breast into baby's mouth, how to keep it there, how to stop a baby who won't release its hold, etc.<br />
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We, my baby and I, eventually overcame our latching issues - but only after weeks of tears (Oh, why won't the baby latch on?) "Its been a whole day, we have to feed the baby something" to weeks of pain ( Where is the nipple-cream??? Arghhh), Let's try nipple shields, Breast - Pumping? Nope, nothing works, to overflow problems ("I'm leaking again, where's the baby?"). We went through the whole gamut along with loss of hunger and hair(for me- the kid was just fine) due to the stress, the blues, the doubting Thomases, more blues, the breast-squeezing-and-shoving-it-into-baby's-mouth aunties, hassle of getting the birth certificate, sitting down and getting up, etc<br />
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Which is why I say - screw it! Is breastmilk good for the child? Undoubtedly. Is it necessary? Nope. Is formula easier? Yes. Is sterilising easy? Nope. Highly time consuming, monotonous, and if you don't do it right- the bottles become petri dishes. Want to do a bit of both types? Sure, why not? But if the kid gets too attached to one way, you can't get it to switch ways easily.<br />
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Any way you chose is likely to be stressful, and there is no right way. In all this stress, you only lose out on the sweet, innocent, beautiful baby's first few days, which will never come back.<br />
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Just pick your way, don't stress, and most importantly, don't judge a woman who picks a way different from yours and force your way down her throat or more aptly, down her baby's throat.<br />
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Baby happy and healthy? You are set.<br />
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Happy motherhood ladies!<br />
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Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-56180782539168325672015-01-23T23:22:00.002-08:002015-03-20T00:11:03.104-07:00The slow demise of the die-hard Rajini fan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I saw Lingaa recently and it was at multiplex in Bangalore and maybe the location played a role in my experience, but I don't think it did. I think the whole Rajini movie watching experience has been changing slowly but surely over the years. And here I'm not speaking about the first day-first show( many first shows, given the advent of the multi-plex) experience, where no matter the quality of the movie, the joint mob-feeling of euphoria and screaming establish the atmosphere of the movie-watching experience. I'm talking about going to the theater a week after the film has been released, because you want to enjoy a thalaivar movie without the noise and really enjoy the punch dialogues and the masterful way in which he subdues the villains, helps the needy and the poor and basically gives you a warm fuzzy glow while exiting the movie hall, like Arunachalam, Basha, Shivaji, etc did for us.<br />
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I'm guessing that a lot of people are thinking this after watching Lingaa, but only a few are saying it, maybe because of a lingering sense of the years of hero-worship that they have done for the Super-Star of Tamil Nadu stops them from uttering such sacrilegious thoughts- It's time that our Thalaivar hung up his hero-role boots and do what actors do - act in roles instead of being the role the movie is written for and around.<br />
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Sonakshi Sinha is younger than both of Thalaivar's daughters and I guess that Anushka Shetty is about the same age, or at most, a year or two older than his eldest. It is quite disheartening to see him dance around with these young girls. One might argue that many heroes of the past have done the same, but that does not mean that it was tasteful or easy to consume for the fans. Those heroes who did it in the black and white era got away with it easier because of the forgiving nature of the technology in those times. But with extra high definition picture quality available these days, the camera is unforgiving in its capture of every skin crease, fold and frailty in movement, especially when trying to bust a move that the hero might have pulled off with elan twenty years ago.<br />
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Fans of this era who are more aware of alternate offerings of entertainment might choose to consume those than watch a Thalaivar movie. What Amithabh Bachchan learnt with his last few movies as a hero is what our Rajni Sir needs to learn, but I really don't want to watch our Thalaivar go through that painful experience. I wish that he would understand it by having watched his friends and switch over gracefully to roles that suit his age and gravitas. And that means eschewing young heroines completely in his movies, unless it is a movie like Cheeni Kum where the story mandates an older man and a younger woman falling in love. Else, unless his directors cast age-appropriate leading ladies, his movies are going to disenchant first and then slowly lose him his fan base.<br />
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Abirami M. Krishnan/Abirami Muthukrishnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17036633968524197661noreply@blogger.com2Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India13.0826802 80.27071840000007812.5876862 79.625271400000074 13.5776742 80.916165400000082tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2599962279127509384.post-45465783695326617252014-05-17T08:34:00.003-07:002014-05-17T09:07:07.906-07:00First time author Abirami M.Krishnan's debut novel hits the stands in one week's time (Drum roll)...& also eye-roll<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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That is the cover of my brand new, dare I say it, debut novel. I am afraid to use the word 'debut'. It implies that there are more to come. I hope that there are. In fact, I have another manuscript all ready in the rough that needing a lot of editing and rewriting, but, I'm superstitious by nature (Don't tell my supposedly rational side), and I don't want to jinx it. </div>
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Anyway, this one is being published by Hachette India and will be(finally) available in bookstores from the 25th of May. It is already available on pre-order from many, many online retailers. Check it out! </div>
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P.S: Blurb and back cover coming soon.</div>
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P.P.S: Links to Flipkart, Amazon, Corssword, Infibeam, etc etc...can all be found on search</div>
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