Sunday, 31 May 2009
So many feelings against the brutal attacks on Indian students are going through my mind yet I don't know if we are actually aware of what we are talking about. Indians themselves exhibit racism when they are in India. If you are going to deny this, think again, being a Sikh, I know how hard it is to take jokes on my community, racism is region and religion based in India. Tamilians don't think highly of Telugus and Malyalis and vice versa ( this I came to learn after going to the Southern part of India). Also the amount of racism I faced being from the Northern part of India in the Southern part of India was huge. Even then when it comes to blaming others, we Indians will never change. How quick are we to point out certain incidents which have occurred recently. Are we forgetting the embarrassing way so many Indians behave especially on public transport? YACK YACK YACK they go talking in rude,brash words and it sounds so disgusting and for those who can understand the language, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Why can we not inculcate the positive points of the culture we are living in? Most Australians talk politely and do not create a nuisance for their fellow passengers. There are all kinds of people in every society, not every Indian is a pious and well bred person. It is really sad what happened recently but I have been in Australia for nearly three years now and I can barely recall a few incidents where people were rude to me.Yet when I think of my 5 year stay in Chennai, I can recall HEAPS of incidents where I faced racism for being a North Indian. That's why I am asking this to my Indian friends, do we really know what racism is about when we accuse others of it??? There were many Australians who stood by Indians in their protest today, I'm not sure if many Hindus or Sikhs could have done the same for the Muslims in Gujarat after the riots then or Hindus taken a stand for the Sikhs during the 1984 riots. This is how shallow Indians can get and this is what they are proud of...
Friday, 29 May 2009
I have always hated drinking milk and remember pouring it in my garden and getting reprimanded by mum for the same, she never understood why I made such a fuss about JUST A GLASS OF MILK...At times, I would make the effort of going outside the house and pouring it against the outer walls of my home only to realize that the milk deliveryman found it out and told mom again!!! It was never just a glass of mil for me, it was a glass of poison for me because I felt its taste so very disgusting... When I left for hostel, one of the happiest things I told myself was I won't have to drink milk. Nevertheless, mom would patiently ask me to drink "a glass of milk" or at least have some yogurt instead!!! Today I woke up early because I couldn't sleep any longer(just the opposite of my teen years when I could sleep the whole day long in addition to the night) and I was tempted to read up stuff about bones and arthritis on the internet...I realized I am such a high risk patient for almost everything, so much so that I ended up heating a cup of milk in the microwave and drinking it...It was followed by a new resolution of drinking milk daily and I have passed to myself in the hope that I do live up to it. After all its just a glass of milk isn't it :)
Monday, 25 May 2009
This one is for my dearest niece who brought morning into our lives. Sabah ,means morning in Arabic and I think it sounds so beautiful that I have nicknamed my niece as Sabah :) It is so true that a child is the gift of a new life. For me, this child has been more than that. She has wiped away my tears, done away with the haziness and blurred vision about certain issues, brought joy to her own parents and forced me by just one smile of hers to warm up and reach out to her with open arms...If you love your sibling, no matter what happens do not give up on them. This is the lesson a child has taught me already. 2009 has been the best year of my life, not only did I get my sister back, I also got an angel in my life who definitely brought a new morning into our lives :)
Friday, 22 May 2009
I had to go to the police station today to get some documents attested. There was a lady constable on duty and she did not utter a word or pass a smile during the entire process of my asking her to attest my documents. I was so tempted to ask her if her facial muscles were paralyzed or did she simply like being repulsive by virtue of her facial expressions? Since I do not share a very high opinion of coppers down here or in India(yeah they are the same!!!) I chose not to waste my energy or words with the robot I was dealing with. Later on as I was listening to music on my ipod, I was looking at the faces of people traveling on the local train. Each one seemed to be carrying a burden on their shoulders. It suddenly struck me as odd that a stuck up expression is what we offer to each other instead of a smile. There are various reasons for it, sometimes, most Indian men think you are interested in them and if God forbid you accidentally smile, they refuse to take their eyes off you. What about others? What about ladies, girls? I was just thinking these thoughts when a lady with a baby stepped in at Clifton Hill followed by an elderly lady. They were obviously not related and came and sat in the same row of seats as me. Suddenly, the baby smiled at me, I smiled back, happy to know that there is at least one soul who smiles for the joy of smiling and bearing this in mind turned my face away. No sooner had I done that, the elderly lady's eyes caught mine and she broke into a broad smile too. Wow! I thought to myself, is it only these extremes of age when one can see a fellow human with gentleness and warmth? Maybe yes and maybe not. I am certainly not one of the either but I know what the powerful impact of passing a smile can have on someone who has had a terrible day or is damn lonely and no, I will not get dissuaded in passing a smile on to the next tired face I see regardless of how they respond :)