Dec 11, 2014

To you, With Love

To You, With Love

A little background about this poem: I have a very humble collection of plants in my apartment. We recently moved apartments, one from which the views were great to one that faces some construction and noise. Here goes...


 

As you overlooked the wondrous sights,
The setting sun and the pink skies that it brought forth,
The green of mother earth and her gentle breeze,
Man Made buildings that towered you
You were at home, our home.

Suddenly, your world started to perplex you
You look to me, to give you answers, to comfort you.
You suddenly yearn for nourishment that you thought was a given.
I see you curling up to protect yourself.
I wish I had a better explanation for you.

You were thrown together with other things, 
Suddenly engulfed in darkness, as you continue to wait for an answer
Waiting for the comfort you only knew, as normal
You see light, you see hope.
But things still seem far from what they used to be.

The beauty of mother nature replaced by the thunderous sounds of machines
The gentle breeze that she brought forth now laden with dust.
There is no better way to say this,
This is your new home, This is where you will grow.
I can only say that, I will promise to love you and nurture you as I always did.

My little green ones, continue to spread your wings and grow with no inhibitions,
The color you bring forth to my life, fills my heart with joy
As I nourish you with water and my love,
I only hope you like your new home and continue to grow.
My little green ones, I do cherish you.

Oct 17, 2014

My business model to life


My Business Model to Life


        

Wake up, Brush, shower, dress up, drive, work, eat, cook, clean, sleep... Do that five times over and that's how assembly work is done. Methodical, organized and heart-breakingly mechanical.
In an attempt to conquer the world, ok too far, let's take a step back. In an attempt to achieve our career goals, our financial goals, life goals, did I mention societal goals for us, we fail to differentiate our lives from a machine's life. There is no time for the 3L's - Live, Love and Laugh!

There are innumerable articles out there that 'preach' how to break free from routine, blah blah. Well bottom line, we have to do the same things over tomorrow and that's how life rolls yo! 

To someone who reads my articles and blogs, I might look like this person who loves to rant! Well of course I do, don't you? It's better than silently accepting this lifeless life and living an averagish life. I will rant, then pick up all the broken pieces and use the best possible super glue to make a random new piece that is hopefully different from how it used to look.

Now that I have ranted about the mundane boredom of routine - let's talk about how it could be better. 

First and foremost CHANGE, when I think about it I hear bells ringing and I see that giant flashback reel they show in the 70s in full color. I love change and even though I might grapple to adjust initially, I love that it multiplies the possibilities in life - for the better or worse. 

The next love-hate relationship is with CHALLENGES, who doesn't love a good challenge right? I love the way it  pushes me to the next level and the adrenaline rush it gives me when I am attempting it or when I complete it. No doubt, failure is heart-breaking. That too shall pass. 

Just as I thought, I will include another C in my list, I thought well we have the 3L2C model, sounds cooler than 3L3C, or in other words, I have to get back to my FUN job of editing videos!

While I strive to make the change, will you? 


As the clock ticks...

As the clock ticks...


                                                 


There you stood in the passage way, 
Looking beautiful and enticing as ever,
You make my heart gush with excitement of the endless possibilities that await,
You are the reason, I smiled as I drove through the busy streets 

I see your silhouette at a distance, 
Patiently as I wait for the end of dawn,
What seems like an endless wait,
You are the reason, I smiled as the sun glared into my eye

Friday, I can now see your ethereal beauty
I long to embrace you,
To bathe in that everlasting glory that you bring forth
You are the reason, I smiled today 

- Preethi Krishnamurthy

Jun 1, 2014

The feminist in me and you...


                          The Feminist in me and you...                            Note:

1. This blog reflects my thought process at a certain instance of time with what I hear from friends, family and the news. This is not a reflection of my personal life.
2. This blog is only a representation of a large part of how our country still works, not everyone's life. There are a lot of educated people who are much beyond all of this.
3. Having said that, your comments (good or bad) are most welcome
4. The image below has no religious connotation, just the first image that comes to mind when I think of equality and balance.

                                               

  In a country where female infanticide claimed 3 million infants in 2012 (Source), what do you think goes on in the mind of those cruel parents and relatives who have the heart to kill their own baby?  My answer - a complex network of people we'd like to call ‘society’ and a misconstrued notion of what we refer to as 'culture' – two words that have made, broken and killed human and sometimes even animal lives. These two complex systems have introduced customs and traditions that usually benefit one party - the men (this does not apply to everyone, so calm down). Let us start with the basics

1.       Education - There are several families who think a educating the girl child is a complete waste of money and efforts, this is under the assumption that women after the wedding can't work .Now don't tell me that there are no city based men who think that! There are enough people who want their so called "wives" to be well educated, but be ready to "take care of the house" - That obviously requires a lot of calculus and java. I don’t understand why other people decide for the girl, we lack physical strength but God bless, we can think u know. The best reason they could come up to educate the girl child is to teach her kids (whaat!!##)
      
       2.   The M Word – And the girl is 21(not the worst case scenario or the best), the parents whom I am not blaming, start worrying about the girl’s marriage. Oh wait a minute, that happens the minute they realize it’s a girl child! And what does that mean – most likely, the girl’s father has to pay for the wedding (because the poor man sinned as he had a daughter who he raised like any other kid), buy her jewelry (otherwise society would think such terrible things – oh the horror!),  and besides everything the guys side and their family ( it happens even in cities till today ..not everyone is blessed like u and me!) think they’re sacred and demand a dowry because obviously marrying the girl is a huge favour to the girl and her family no!? What does that leave the family who raised their daughter with their life? Nothing.. that’s right NOTHING.

       3.    Equality – When I say equality, I don’t mean treated with ‘special benefits’, but we need to be treated like equals, empower women like any other man maybe? I have had many questions asking why women have a separate compartment in the local train or why is there a separate side for women in the bus? Well I could think of one reason, actually a ton of them – groping, verbal and physical assault are some of them at the top of my mind. Remember we spoke about the part we are not physically powerful, these compartments protect us from those possible scenarios!  We all at some point have gone through the filth that are in people’ s mind.

                          Having talked about equality, let me say that women out there calling themselves feminists and expecting your husbands or boyfriends to open doors for you, pay your bills and buy you stuff (without thinking of the poor guy), wake up and smell your hypocrisy!  And then there are forwards saying, the woman is special and is God’s gift, FINE, so is a man/guy. So when you fight for equality, the minute you ask for extra ordinary treatment because we are women, you stopped fighting for equality. 

                          And then there’s the topic of the kitchen! So, you think a man can’t cook or take care of the family? If you are a guy reading this, the lady (mum/girlfriend/wife/sister) in your life might be working full time and don’t expect her to cook and clean for you, you’re not a child! Grow up and share the work. Women reading this, we need to learn to let go and let them help us! We can do everything but the ease of sharing work.. aah.. unexplicable!

                        And one more of my favorite topics – how you move into another family when you get married, change your name, your gothra, your identity, you name your child based on the paternal side (if you have 1 child) and mourn the death of your husband’s relatives more than your own? Huh????  I have spoken to several people about this recently and most of them saw me like I was stupid to ask these questions.  None of this makes sense when there are only daughters in the house. That entire lineage is forgotten after 2-3 generations no thanks to rules created centuries ago for reasons I have not researched.  Many of us got lucky, I got great in-laws who  after my wedding said - ‘we now have a daughter and your parents have a son’, a husband who really doesn’t care if I took his last name and parents who side with me when I say such feminist things J Assume a girl Is the only child, why does she have to go to the husband’s side after she gets married? The girl and the guy have two sets of parents now, and their responsibility is to treat both of them equally and take care of them with the same love and affection.

                            OK I’m done ranting; you ask me what the point of this blog is? If you’re a guy reading this, remember to treat the women in your life with respect, equality and a heart. Treat the women in your life the way you would want people to treat your sister or your daughter. 

                           If you’re a girl and you call yourself a feminist, stand for equality and not for being special! Fight for your basic rights, fight for you and the future girl children. Fight so that someday in society, these cruel inequalities disappear and we bring down the rate of female infanticide. Fight and break injustice and the blind beliefs of culture and society.