Friday, September 5, 2008

Shameful Sonia

What do all these people have in common - Hillary Clinton, Michael Brown, and Sonia Gandhi? Well they have earned a spot in the hall of shame and club of elitists without much effort. Whether you run for congress or Parliament it doesn’t matter, but should have you fudged your resume if you want to make it big in life. Is that the basic qualification to run for senate?

There is count of perjury against Sonia Gandhi (Perjury under section 177 of the IPC and Section 125A of the RPA (1951). When asked about the charge, Mrs. Gandhi in her reply to the Lok Sabha Speaker said it was a typing error. Wow! Such a frivolous explanation? Don’t you have to take responsibility for what you fill and file? Certainly not if you are a politician.

Why do people pad their resumes? Is it a fashion statement? Or is it a universal trend? Is it ethical? Why do we let them go scot-free?

When it comes to politics no one worries about ethics. It is one profession/business where no one questions you about your background, qualifications and pedigree. Isn’t it all about power, chair, amassing wealth, and pedaling personal agenda? Sonia had no big background and for her to make it big in politics she had just two trump cards - “Gandhi” for a last name and cashing in on sympathy wave after her husband death.

If you did the same in corporate world and if caught you would be asked to leave, but in the political world filled with perpetual criminals, thugs and liars there is no reprimanding the guilty. This certainly doesn’t speak high of a person who has Gandhi attached to her last name. May be it is time for her to let go of the last name.

Is it a proud moment for the University to confer Honorary Doctorate on Mrs. Sonia in the wake perjury and dishonor she has brought to herself and the Gandhi family? May be they should reconsider the idea of conferring the honorary degree.

Here is the excerpt from Indian Express Sep 5, 2008 – Chennai Edition

A claim In the affidavit filed as a candidate before the Rae Bareli Returning Officer during the 2004 Lok Sabha elections, Sonia Gandhi claimed that she had got a “Certificate in English Language” from University of Cambridge (UK). In 1999, in her biographical data given under her signature to the Lok Sabha Secretariat and published in the Parliament’s Who's Who, she had made the same claim.

The petition Janata Party president Subramanian Swamy moved the Allahabad High Court and subsequently the Supreme Court, alleging that Sonia Gandhi had committed ‘perjury’ by filing a wrong affidavit. The SC dismissed the plea saying, “Should the SC go into all the affidavits to find out if they are false or not. Further investigation is not possible into a stale issue.…” The truth Sonia attended an interpreter’s school where she studied English, French and Russian. This was followed by a two-year certificate course in English language at Cambridge city in the UK. Sonia in her reply to the Lok Sabha Speaker said it was a typing error.

For lot more controversy and juice on this issue read Mr. Sundaram on News Today - http://newstodaynet.com/col.php?section=20&catid=33&id=10433

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Love and divine

Courtesy: Indian Express - Sep 4, 2008 – Chennai Edition

I have looked at the picture more than 100 times since this morning…

>> Gingerly walk and not arrogant – “Are you okay to come with me? Please say yes!
>>Cuddly tender arms and not an overpowering one - I promise to feed you and will take good care of you

>>Expressions of concern on his face and not conquer - We will watch Ganesha cartoon on Vijay TV tomorrow”
>>Effusing innocence in his eyes and not deceit - I will ensure that mom and dad don’t throw you after the pooja

Is love divine? Or is divine love?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Wall E


Wall E was a big disappointment from Andrew Stanton (Oscar Award Winner), and Pixar, the maker of Finding Nemo, Ratatouille, etc. The earlier movies were done with a finesse to entertain both kids and adults. But what happened to the brilliant story line, loveable characters and screen play?

Wall E made me go up the wall, literally go up with wall. If not for the comfortable chair and popcorn I would have left the movie hall in the first half an hour. There was a strong story line in the beginning and I was hoping that they would emphasize “Go green” and perils of “global warming”, but the movie was a meaningless love story of two cleaning machines. Are humans so unhappy about their women and love life that they desperately make machines fall in love? Since when did love become a science fiction? May be after my previous post on "Save Males" love is Science fiction!

So many critics went ga ga over the movie, but it was all hype, froth and miserably failed to live expectations. Two machines falling in love – can that be the moral of a story? The script was very clichéd, dragging and every scene was predictable. I don’t even consider this a movie for juveniles leave alone adults. May be it is a nice way of introducing the concept of love to toddlers.
A friend of mine said “One way you are right, making machines fall in love shows that humans are not happy, and the other way of looking at it , even machines need care and love and wants to show emotions , may be machines will remind mankind that they have forgotten to appreciate people around them in their daily lives.”

Does living someone’s dream also mean living their desperation? lol!

Monday, September 1, 2008

Save the Males


After 5 years of heated debate the Commission of human rights has approved the new international symbol of Marriage.

I am wondering what is happening to male members in the Indian society? Suddenly there are voices stemming in support of men. May be the Indian version of “Save the Males” is going on? A few weeks ago talk show hostess Rose on her show “Ippadikku Rose” was dealing with the issue of Men, martial bliss turned horror and 498 A. Now a leading psychiatrist in the city has also joined the band wagon “I believe that the human male is the more handicapped of the two genders and whatever “empowerment” he seems to enjoy today is more virtual than real. My head was spinning when I read the above line. Is maleness under threat?

Latest issue of Outlook talks about Single men taking up parenting role. May be time has come for men to don the role of mother? Hollywood has already explored the subject of Mrs. Doubtfire. But the question still continues to lingers, can men simulate the umbilical cord ties? Well there are so many men doing the role of Mrs. Doubtfire in the real life. Sometimes reel life is as so close to real life and is really scary.

Can the provider take the role of the protector successfully? A friend of mine said that women are more adept and adaptive (amphibious) than men when it comes to change and switching roles. With the advent of sperm banks women don’t really need men for procreation. But unfortunately nature has not given any such option for men. Have we reached an evolutionary stage in life where we just need one parent?

What is happening to the animus in women and anima in men? Is it shrinking or disappearing or virulent? Is this the real pursuit of happiness or a pursuit of revenge? As a child I never came home to an empty house but some of my classmates came home to empty house. Well we are well settled in life, but I have evolved to be an emotionally sensitive human, while the others have evolved to be financially hungry.

Here is what Dr. Vijay Nagaswami says, “Women find it easy to pursue their masculinity; men find it disagreeable to even acknowledge, let alone pursue their femininity”. Are we in the cusp of a new evolution or revolution? I have seen my mother as a giving species and more along the lines of a protector and today I see those kind are endangered species today. I feel the feminine side in the human female is equally under threat. Who is gaining and who is losing from this battle?

Is role swapping and trespassing into each other territory a part of social evolution or revolution?

Though we have retained the biologically identity, but psychologically, emotional our identities have mutated. I have seen some aggressive women in my life and often wonder if such behavior is genetic or circumstantial? Once you get into a race of gender is there something called equanimity and equilibrium? Well divorce rates are already up in the country. Where will all this lead to? Women would never need a man anymore. Doesn’t it sound scary and don’t you feel rejected and banished? May be the next generation will grow up to seeing just one parent in their life time.
Here is the article that made me write on this topic....

THE SHRINKING UNIVERSE
The weaker sex - http://www.hindu.com/mag/2008/08/31/stories/2008083150140400.htm
VIJAY NAGASWAMI
‘I believe the human male is the more handicapped of the two genders…’

A recently published book called Save the Males, written by leading American columnist Kathleen Parker, has caused a major furore in the United States owing to its central theme that it’s extremely hard to be a man in the 21st century, since men are being effectively emasculated by the expectations that feminism has thrust on them. That metrosexualisation of the modern man has only resulted in diminishing his capacity to provide for the woman and the family is the basic theme that Kathleen Parker expounds upon. Apparently, she does this with a lot of felicity, for, I have only read the reviews of the book and some of the responses to it, but I am looking forward to getting my hands on it, for, it promises to be a good read. One aspect of what the author says does resonate with my own understanding of the gender conflict. Despite conventional wisdom having it that the male of the species is the more empowered of the two genders, I believe that the human male is the more handicapped of the two genders and whatever “empowerment” he seems to enjoy today is more virtual than real. Permit me to explore this premise.

It would be fair to say that at no other time in recorded history than at the present has the human male been at the crossroads, as far as defining his identity is concerned. This is a rather unusual situation for him to be in, for, whatever else he has or has not been, he has been reasonably sure of what he was, where he was going and how he was going to get there. This was the situation even until the 1960s when male and female roles were very clearly delineated and men knew what precisely was expected of them. The hunter-gatherer role that was refined over the centuries to the role of the provider-protector is the one that man seems to have adapted to with the greatest degree of comfort. It seemed to be in keeping with his anatomical prowess and gave him the opportunity to express his identity by utilising his natural assets and strengths, thereby providing him a substrate on which he could define his essential masculinity. The better the provider, the better the man; the stronger the protector, the stronger the man. A fairly straightforward equation that the women’s liberation movement unfortunately put paid to by questioning and actively encroaching on the domain of the larger environment that the male had defined his very maleness in.
The threatened response of the male to this incursion could be interpreted to mean that he is unwilling to concede his social position of dominance to the female, since the provider-protector is the one who holds all the strings. However, we need to probe the issue further and go one level deeper to understand, acknowledge and address a more fundamental sub-text that is in operation.

Core of identity
At the core of the sense of one’s self is the recognition that one is created from two genders. Each individual will therefore necessarily be the repository of the generic attributes of both genders, even though biologically only one may predominate. It is not one’s maleness or femaleness alone that defines one’s identity, it is the harmony between the two that determines how comfortable and integrated one’s identity is going to be. Karl Gustav Jung, the celebrated Swiss psychoanalyst and one-time protégé of Sigmund Freud, used the term anima to refer to the feminine aspects of the man and the term animus to the masculine aspects of the woman. In other words, shocking as this may be to the more macho in our midst, inside every man there lies an unexpressed woman. And even more shocking is the proposition that the object of masculine identity development is not the elimination of this woman, but acknowledging the existence of and fine-tuning the feminine side with the masculine part of the identity. In other words, blending the yin and the yang. Unfortunately, men have either embraced their anima too much or not enough, as a result of which they have either over-metrosexualised themselves or ended up being committed retrosexuals. The “masculine woman” has become more socially acceptable than the “feminine man”, who is still an object of derision. And herein lies the root of the gender conflict. Women find it easy to pursue their masculinity; men find it disagreeable to even acknowledge, let alone pursue their femininity.

Steady inroads
When one looks back at social evolution over the latter half of the last century, it is readily apparent that women, once they decided on the direction they wanted to take, were able to make inroads into what were traditionally male bastions — territories men had protected and mystified over the centuries as being particularly unsuitable to the woman. Whatever the nature of work-related activity, women have shown the capacity not just to function as effectively as their male counterparts, but have often bested the latter in their chosen areas of strength. In the process, some women, in the aggressive pursuit of their animus have lost touch with their essential femininity. An unfortunate by-product really, since this is hardly conducive to the integrated development of the woman. What has been most striking about the women’s liberation movement is the ease with which women have made the domain shift. In other words, it appears that the task of being a provider-protector is not a particularly specialised one; you don’t have to be a man to do it. However, when it comes to femininity, the parity seems to vanish, since it is the woman alone who has the biological capacity to bear a child. She usually gets to choose whether to have a child, when to have a child and how many children she should have. The man’s cooperation is desirable though not mandatory, for, sperm banks can come to the rescue. Men are completely marginalised from this uniquely female experience, unless the women involves him to whatever extent she may choose. From the man’s point of view, it would appear that being feminine is a specialised activity. And this is why the male feels threatened by women’s liberation. Not because women are encroaching on his territory, but because he can never completely encroach on hers. She can do pretty much everything that he can, but the converse is not true. So, he responds twice as aggressively to her, often painting himself into a lonely corner in the process.

Critical equilibrium
The way out of the situation is to remember that even as the male pursues his feminine side, he does not have to lose his masculinity and become a woman. Nor for that matter does a woman need to lose her femininity as she explores her animus. For gender equilibrium to be maintained, it is harmony between the yin and the yang that is critical. When one approaches this issue with equanimity, it is perfectly possible to find a balance of power between the genders that pays due attention to the assets and liabilities of both. However when stridency and competitiveness predominate, the man is going to end up feeling disempowered and the genders are going to be stuck in an indefinite face-off, for neither wants to be the first to blink.
The writer is a psychiatrist, columnist and author. His latest book, Marriage 24x7, is due out in late 2008. He can be contacted at vijay.nagaswami@gmail.com

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Chennai V Phobic

I was so thrilled when I saw “Vagina Monologues” (VM) on TOI’s Chennai festival and there I was frantically calling the newspaper office every day to get a front seat to watch the vagina and enjoy hear her sob stories. Do I sound sadistic or sardonic?

My enthusiasm was so high that I started referring Aug 27 as V-day in my calendar at work. Every time I called them or wrote to TOI it was a woman on the other end (am I blessed or cursed?) and I was cautious not to mention the first word and always with due respect and piety I referred to it as the program on August 27. The city can be proud of me – I am a gentleman!

Is Chennai the City of Angels? The city apparently seems to have a problem with vagina. Is it phobic or just itchy? VM was in Chennai a few years ago and orthodox Chennai found the vagina too hot to handle and sin to lend their ears to her. They vehemently shooed her away.

This time the vagina was back desperately hoping to make her debut in Chennai. Her enthusiasms and desperation put together was more than the libido of youngsters in the city. I thought the time had atlast arrived for Mamis to have their voice heard in public. But apparently Mamas’ know how to muffle the cries. The moral police guarding the city shooed her away high and dry. I was annoyed and disappointed beyond consolation when I heard the news.

What is with Chennai and vaginas? Why does the city get stickier than vaginas? Is it yeast infection? Is there a tussle between the city and vaginas? When and where did this hate stem from? Doesn’t it sound so gay to hate vaginas! But aren’t vaginas safer with gay men?

Does Chennai have happy Vaginas that they need not hear the story of sad and sulking vaginas? I thought I will get to see one atlast for free, but orthodox city still seem to have a problem with vaginas. The truth is that “No vagina comes free”. If I ever wanted to see one I will have to spend on a flight ticket to Mumbai to catch one. Does it sound corny or salacious?

I am going home with a lot of unanswered questions, may be this how much close I will ever get to a vagina! Am I sounding like a VM? Well this is a “Penis Monologue”!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Singled out


I was there at family wedding last month and without any rhyme or reason I was given more attention than the bride and groom. Wow… why this unsolicited attention and glare of publicity? Was it because of my flaming dressing style, fragrant Hugo cologne, or scruffy model look? It was none of the above, but my single hood that brought me uninvited trouble.

Limelight always comes with a price -invasion of privacy. Without any invite Mamis’ gravitated around me and raped my happiness at the social gathering. There I was wiggling like an innocent prey caught in their powerful talons. To these birds of prey single hood meant an irreversible curse and leper in the society. On the pretext of free food they began verbally harassing my parents on the subject of my marriage. My single hood was painted to be the worst tragedy that could ever hit my family. I realized it is never safe and happy to be single and near the hornets nest, these married women can strike without being provoked.

Are single people country bumpkins? There I was outside a popular local bar with a friend on a Saturday night for a good conversation over the few drinks and our entry was denied. Well groomed, well dressed and with proper footwear yet our entry was denied and I was puzzled. when I asked them why and they slapped the door on my face and answered in two words “Only couples”. How rude can it get in the city?

Do we need a SEZ for single people? I got busy on a Sunday morning skimming through the classifieds section of the newspaper for house rentals. When I called the owners the first qualifier that I had to clear was a question on my status – married or single? They hung up the every moment I was single, I had more to finish the sentence, but there was none at the other end. Why can’t single people rent? Are we terrorist who target marriages? Are we outcast in the society?

Single? then take the first row! The harassment continued from wedding, the bar and not at the cinema hall. There I was at the booking counter at the popular cinema hall in the city demanding a seat in the back row. They promptly replied “only couples”. I just asked for a back row seat, but they looked at me like a sinner demanding a seat in the heaven. I was again made to feel unhappy and ashamed of my single status. Is it Sin being single?

Desperately in need of a break from the unfriendly city and its boorish people I headed out to meet the travel agent for a getaway. He briefed me on the package and options , but I realized I need to pay more to go on a vacation by myself. Every opportunity missed and used comes with a price and single people always tend to pay extra.

Is it a curse being single in this city? From gatherings to bars to rentals to movie halls to vacations it is unfair and I was singled out and discriminated. May be I am better of being widowed or divorced than being single in this city. It is sad to be SINgle in this city.

Is it clean, safe and comfortable?

Remember long train journeys of yesteryears and hoards of relatives and friends showing up in train stations with spicy food, and hot coffee in a thermos flask for the traveling family and friends? There was so much care, love, bonding and relationship building without any crib and we still had 24 hrs in a day then. Don’t you long for such journeys and such lovely receptions with food and gossip? The very experience of traveling was a delight then, but today? Where did all this vanish? Is it all a passé?

I thought about all of this and more during my recent journey by Trivandrum Express. The journey not only made me nostalgic, but made me anxious and sweaty. Did the DNA mutate and along the journey of evolution and did we forget our sense of hygiene and social skills?

Remember the days of Ramayana? Rama and Guha met in transit and became friends for life. Today there is no room for knowing your next door neighbor leave alone striking friendly chords in trains. Train friendships aka Rayil sneham (friendship on the move) is obsolete. Do we play the victim card and blame our fast paced lifestyle or ape the West (individualistic) culture? After shoving our luggage in the den below and we turn cold and absorbed with our mobile phones, newspaper/magazines. Should be blame biscuit bandits for being wary and reticent? May be we feel it is intrusive to know about your fellow passengers or we feel difficult to share details about us with strangers? All said and done I truly see we are self absorbed, aloof, unfriendly and we’ve lost our skills of community living, give and take, share and live.

Is Indian culture devoid of hygiene? Be it inside the train or outside it feels the same. Water less smelly soiled toilets, unhygienic canteens, dirty passageways, dark and dingy compartments scampering mosquitoes and roaches, overflowing garbage cans, and cramped sleeping arrangements all makes it feel like a slum. Isn’t it the responsibility of Railways to help passengers stay clean and tidy? Indian Railways is pampering passengers with technology like TV sets, wi-fi and mobile charging stations in trains, but they seem to have forgotten the fundamentals – hygiene, comfort and safety.

All said and done, traveling by train is popular and only affordable mode of travel for majority of Indians, but it is a nightmare. Be it first class, ordinary sleeper class or air-conditioned coach – paying extra doesn’t mean you are safe and comfortable. There is always a child that cries all night, there are always passengers who snore to glory and we are always worried about your baggage. I am always afraid what infections I may contract from a train journey. I am always worried if I will reach my destination without being burnt alive (recall the recent Gautami Express incident?). Will we ever learn to respect our neighbors’ space? Will we ever get to travel in style, comfort, quality and feel secure?