<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Write of Passage</title><description>Essays, reviews, and other passing thoughts by Haimanti.</description><link>https://haimanti.net/</link><language>en-us</language><item><title>Review of Being Good Enough by Rohini Paranjpe Sathe</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/review-of-being-good-enough-by-rohini-paranjpe-sathe/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/review-of-being-good-enough-by-rohini-paranjpe-sathe/</guid><description>Being Good Enough - Book Cover Being Good Enough is the journey of Jyoti, who stays in a chawl in Mumbai trying to leave behind her troubled past and working hard to…</description><pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2021 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Being Good Enough - Book Cover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being Good Enough is the journey of Jyoti, who stays in a chawl in Mumbai trying to leave behind her troubled past and working hard to give her son a bright future, hiding from him all the curses and abuses she faced. However, the past has a penchant for catching up with the present, and Jyoti’s life would not be any different. Rohini Paranjpe Sathe&apos;s debut novel &apos;Being Good Enough&apos; is a tale of human flaws and beliefs of a patriarchal society and how experiencing them and fighting them make us stronger and more humane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will Jyoti be able to handle the surprising challenges which life has in store for her? Will she be able to find peace and secure her son’s future? Will she be able to hide whatever she was trying to hide or will those wreck havoc in her life? To know the answers to all those queries, become a companion of Jyoti in her adventurous journey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story puts forth many mysteries and unravels them in a very fluid manner. The story shuttles between Mumbai and Delhi – the present residing place and the home of the past. The story, set up in Delhi talks about Jyoti’s family, her childhood, her promiscuous youth, the mistakes she committed, her trap marriage with a gay person, her friendship with her gay husband, and finally giving birth to her son to run away from the place. The description of her tenure in Delhi highlighted a lot of societal stigmas and contraptions like patriarchal dictates and religious divides and how they mingle to make life harder for females. It also shows the hypocrisy of the people in power – how they shun any religion other than their own. However, they do not think twice before joining hands with people of another religion to fulfill their vested interests.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jyoti’s present takes place mostly in a “chawl’’ in Mumbai and is visually evocative. Aspects like space constraint, people sharing walls, yards even bathrooms to the strong bonding shared between the neighbors are all depicted crisply. Jyoti’s story begins in a crowded Mumbai market, it gradually unfolds amidst the differing societal and religious beliefs in Delhi and finds a climax back again in Mumbai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I loved most about the novel is its characterization. The characters are all shades of grey which makes them more believable and relatable. They all are an integral part of the story and have a story tell. A noteworthy point is the ease with which the narration was done - jumping from the present to the past and again back to the past. Another aspect which I loved was the usage of lyrics of Bollywoood Hindi songs. They have been all throughout, from the past till the present to portray not only emotions but the passing of time as well. The book cover with the picture of a mother holding the hand of her son with the city skyline as backdrop deserves special mention. It was able to perfectly give us an idea of what the novel is about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to embark on a modern and realistic journey via a book, I would definitely recommend reading Being Good Enough. For Rohini Paranjpe Sathe I can only say that her debut novel is ‘really good enough’. It is a light read, but with an emotionally and intellectually enriching storyline, and poignant storytelling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So don&apos;t wait anymore and buy the book from &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.amazon.in/BEING-ENOUGH-ROHINI-PARANJPE-SATHE/dp/8194660173/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&amp;amp;keywords=being+good+enough&amp;amp;qid=1619193496&amp;amp;sr=8-1&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Beauty of Realization and Acceptance</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-beauty-of-realization-and-acceptance/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-beauty-of-realization-and-acceptance/</guid><description>Pratibha was running all across the house. It is a busy day for her – Anaya, her only daughter is getting married today. The Covid 19 has marred the celebration to a…</description><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Pratibha was running all across the house. It is a busy day for her – Anaya, her only daughter is getting married today. The Covid 19 has marred the celebration to a great extent, but the excitement of the mother-daughter duo remains intact!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Anaya, it has been a long, arduous wait. She has been in LOVE only once – she has been in LOVE for the last 10 years – she is madly in LOVE with Riya. They met on the first day of their college. She was looking for her classroom when Riya came to her and asked “Do you need any help?” That was the start of their friendship - seems like an eternity now! They became friends, then BFFs, and then lovers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But hey, this is not the story of Anaya. It is the story of Pratibha. Going back to the current time, Pratibha was looking for Anaya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Have you seen Anaya anywhere? Whenever I need her, she is nowhere to be found!” She asked one of her relatives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I think I saw her going to her room.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Okay. Thanks a ton.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She hurried towards Anaya’s room. As she was about to enter the room, she saw Anaya was sitting and crying in front of the mirror. A concerned Pratibha ran towards her “Hey what happened Sona? Are you doing fine? Are you having pre-wedding jitters?” she asked Anaya while gently wiping her tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“No no I am fine Mamma,” Anaya said as she tried to compose herself. “I was just thinking of the day I told you about Riya and what happened after that! I never thought I’ll be able to witness this day! Thank you so much Mamma for giving me so much joy by accepting Riya. I love you to the moon and back. You will always remain my everything!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those words took Pratibha around 5 – 6 years back to the day which she still remembers vividly. She came back from her office and was having the first sip of her beloved tea when Anaya gave her the news, with a lot of pride! She is in love with Riya. Pratibha was about to keep her cup on the table, but her hand became stagnant! She was shocked - her eyes were still, devoid of any expressions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pratibha hails from a ‘normal’ family where everything was ‘normal’. While growing up she never heard terms like ‘gay’ and ‘lesbian’. Never heard the word ‘transgender’, only knew about ‘hijras’ and looked at them with amusement as well as awe! Everyone in the family studied the way they were supposed to and got married the way they were supposed to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was around 15 years back that she became familiar with the terms gay and lesbian. She was an educated lady working for the last 15 years. She was smart, she was intelligent and she was quite a non-judgemental person. But, for reasons even unknown to her, she detested gays and lesbians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“There is a decorum to everything. I seriously don’t understand the gay and lesbian thing! How can you marry someone of the same gender? You can love them as a friend not otherwise. All these first World concepts are creeping and ruining the very fabric of our society” she once blabbered those sentences to one of her friends, in utter disgust!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She loathed such relationships so much so that she ended her friendship with one of her very good friends when she came out to her. Her friend tried her best to make her understand that love is love and that everyone does not feel love the same way we have been taught to and habituated with. But nothing was able to change her mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Anaya revealed to her about Riya, the first thing that came to Pratibha’s mind was her long-lost friend. Over time and with more information, Pratibha’s aversion towards the LGBTQ+ community has decreased. She has accepted the fact that such people exist at different corners of the world, some out of the closet and some not. She has become non-judgemental about those people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time, however, it was different. She, never in her wildest imaginations thought that this will hit so close to her heart! She found it difficult to gather her thoughts and ideas. Anaya was able to gauge the situation. “Mamma I know you are shocked and presently you are at a loss of everything. You know Riya, you know what she means to me and you know there can be no one better for me than her. You take your time, give our love some thought and some love and let me know about your decision. I will wait for it because you know what that means to me,”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next few weeks went by too fast. Pratibha remained preoccupied – her mind and her heart were not in sync. She was tormented and was not able to decide. She was looking for a sign – a sign from somewhere that will give her the positive vibes she was so badly hunting for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was finally her love for her daughter and her understanding about how love can be ‘different’ from what she has known thus far, that gave her the strength to accept Anaya and Riya as a couple. Before bestowing her blessings to those two beautiful young women, one day Pratibha was sitting with her friend whom she shunned away, ruminating about the thoughts that engulfed her mind for the last few weeks. She was pleasantly surprised by her actions and concluded that getting old is making her wiser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She said to her friend &lt;strong&gt;“Beauty is everywhere, but maybe as I started getting older, I began to see beauty where I least expected it before.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; Hearing that her friend came close to her and gave her the tightest and the warmest hug she ever received. That delightful moment was sweetened when Anaya and Riya joined to give her more ‘tight and warm’ hugs.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Celebrating the Bewildering Celestial Beauty</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/celebrating-the-bewildering-celestial-beauty/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/celebrating-the-bewildering-celestial-beauty/</guid><description>Today was a stressful day, a tiring day to say the least I kept on thinking when will I get over with this day? My mind was longing for some beauty, for…</description><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was a stressful day, a tiring day to say the least&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kept on thinking when will I get over with this day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mind was longing for some beauty, for some pleasure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My eyes were hovering and wishing for some soothing balm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lookup onto the Sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There lies everything I was looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything that can make my imperfect day perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything that can provide solace to mind, body, and soul!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The vastness of the incredibly clear sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cool silvery moon shining bright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The plethora of twinkling stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in unison creating and celebrating the perfect celestial beauty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bewildering beauty of the Moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peeping through the branches and leaves of the trees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A hide and seek game to behold&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Casting a spell to wean off all the darkness surrounding us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt; This was my last post for the campaign. I would like to thank the entire Blogchatter team for such a wonderful campaign. It kept me busy and my creative juices flowing the whole month of October.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Borisho Dhora Majhe - A Musical Call for Peace</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/borisho-dhora-majhe-a-musical-call-for-peace/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/borisho-dhora-majhe-a-musical-call-for-peace/</guid><description>I was always fascinated and amazed by Rabindranath Tagore. His stories, short stories, and his poetries were not just creations of a genius, they were creations of a person who was way…</description><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;I was always fascinated and amazed by Rabindranath Tagore. His stories, short stories, and his poetries were not just creations of a genius, they were creations of a person who was way ahead of his times. Or it can also be said that his writings, which he wrote at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century are meant for eternity. Sometimes I wonder how could he paint every emotion of a human being, every action of humanity with such ease, and could also foresee the glory and the despair of the future of mankind! Borisho Dhora Majhe Shantiro Bari is one such song, which though written in 1884 yet remains relevant in 2020. Such is the relevance of the wordings that they will resonate with us during these trying times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/YeHN31KEE8Y&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;The eternal optimist that I am, the lyrics of this song struck the emotional chords of my heart. This song is a prayer song and begins with the urge that the Earth be showered with the rain of peace. It talks about a world where there will be no jealousy, no deceits, no darkness, no unwanted attractions, no violence, no sorrow, no repentance, no misunderstandings, and no pretense. In the end, it implores that the stone-hearted be showered with LOVE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole world today is reeling with hatred and violence, egos are running high, organized religions are fighting for their supremacy and misplaced blame game and whataboutery are ruining the very fabric of the society. When will people understand the futility of it all? People admonish you, people mock you - they say you are living in la-la land if you talk about equality, dignity, and peace! It&apos;s high time everyone should pause for some moments and listen to Bhorisho Dhora Majhe Shantiro Bari. I am hopeful people will find comfort and get drenched in the deep and earnest call for peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The earnest plea for peace that the song Bhorisho Dhora Majhe prays has found the perfect voice in &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timir_Biswas&quot;&gt;Timir Biswas&lt;/a&gt;. He is a known face in the Bengali singing scene. He is the lead singer of the &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timir_Biswas#Fakira&quot;&gt;Fakira&lt;/a&gt;, a Bengali folk-fusion band. Timir has finely reproduced the essence of this prayer song with his exceptional performance. His voice is mellifluous, his expressions sincere and heartfelt and the music arrangement spot on. You will be easily transported to a whole different world of dream and positivity with his rendition. He sang the song with the same emotion, passion, and sincerity with which it was written. &lt;strong&gt;Let victory be in peace and not in wars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/oslo-to-bergen-a-magical-train-journey/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/oslo-to-bergen-a-magical-train-journey/</guid><description>Lush greenery, beautiful lakes, and quite a lot of snow – have you ever been on a train ride that encompasses all these delightful landscapes in a matter of a few hours?…</description><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Lush greenery, beautiful lakes, and quite a lot of snow – have you ever been on a train ride that encompasses all these delightful landscapes in a matter of a few hours? Yes, I am happy to say I have been fortunate enough to witness that. The marvelous 6 hours 30 minutes journey from &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oslo&quot;&gt;Oslo&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bergen&quot;&gt;Bergen&lt;/a&gt; left an indelible impression on me, one which I will cherish forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a misty day with some drizzle here and there. The weather not being on our side, I thought we have to relinquish the excitement of enjoying the beauty of Europe we have seen only in calendars! On the contrary, just as we settled inside the train and seated ourselves comfortably, I went on an obsessive spree of clicking pictures. For me everything was picturesque and it would be a sacrilege to waste any chance of capturing them to enjoy them in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/lowland-1024x552-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&quot; width=&quot;1024&quot; height=&quot;552&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/lowland-1024x552-2-800x431.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/lowland-1024x552-2.webp 1024w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;While leaving Oslo we get to witness the beauty of the lowlands. You can get a glimpse of cute and beautiful houses, both large and small. The greenery surrounding the houses adds to the charm of the place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/beautiful-1024x768-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&quot; width=&quot;1024&quot; height=&quot;768&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/beautiful-1024x768-2-800x600.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/beautiful-1024x768-2.webp 1024w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;The crystal clear water, hemmed by green mountains and white mist floating over them – it is a sight you can never forget. It will always remain etched in my memory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/house-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&quot; width=&quot;655&quot; height=&quot;873&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;I so wish I stayed in this house, forever. Imaginations galore – waking up in the morning to such beauty and then sitting with a hot cuppa in a nook and letting your mind wander. Soothe your eyes by the greenery, soothe your ears with the sound of the rustling leaves and gentle wind and soothe your soul with the tender chill touching your skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/snow-1024x597-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&quot; width=&quot;1024&quot; height=&quot;597&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/snow-1024x597-2-800x466.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/snow-1024x597-2.webp 1024w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snow in June? If anyone told me such I would have dismissed that as a joke. But here we are, riding on a train in a long winding path and enjoying the view of snow-capped hillocks with the glistening clear lake as the foreground.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/blackwhite-1024x597-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&quot; width=&quot;1024&quot; height=&quot;597&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/blackwhite-1024x597-2-800x466.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/blackwhite-1024x597-2.webp 1024w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Oslo to Bergen - A Magical Train Journey&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;If there was anything like nature meets art, it would be the train journey from Oslo to Bergen and back. It seemed like a piece of heaven where everything is beautiful. It was like poetry, it was like music, it was the perfect potion to calm your mind and make you feel nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was already bowled over by the natural and &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.haimanti.net/2020/10/21/frogner-park-in-oslo-norway-the-sculptural-delight/&quot;&gt;sculptural delights of Norway&lt;/a&gt;. But the effect of the enchanting mix of clear blue lake, green forests, and white snow felt different. It was as if the colors were mingling together and asking you to slow down, take a deep breath and enjoy the simple pleasures in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/frogner-park-in-oslo-norway-the-sculptural-delight/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/frogner-park-in-oslo-norway-the-sculptural-delight/</guid><description>I have always been fascinated by the enchanting beauty of Europe, especially the Scandinavian countries. Last year I was lucky enough to get the opportunity of traveling to a few European destinations,…</description><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;I have always been fascinated by the enchanting beauty of Europe, especially the Scandinavian countries. Last year I was lucky enough to get the opportunity of traveling to a few European destinations, one of which was &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norway&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Norway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was during the summer, so did not have the opportunity to witness the phenomenon known as the &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora&quot;&gt;Aurora Borealis&lt;/a&gt; or the Northern Lights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However that did not deter my excitement and I tried to enjoy whatever was in store for us in Norway, and mind you there was a LOT! After the initial tiredness due to jetlag, I decided to visit the &lt;strong&gt;Frogner Park&lt;/strong&gt; with my son. It was walking distance from the hotel where we were staying and I love to walk. So, we took umbrellas and headed out for the park. In this post, I am going to only feature some of the pictures which I captured there. However, it was raining and hence the pictures did not turn out that well. I can, in other words, say the pictures did not do proper justice to the magnetism of this unique place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/frognerintro-4.webp&quot; alt=&quot;frogner prak intro&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;500&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/frognerintro-4-800x333.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/frognerintro-4.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;frogner prak intro&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/2-5.webp&quot; alt=&quot;The Monolith&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/2-5-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/2-5.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;The Monolith&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/fountain-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/fountain-2-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/fountain-2.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/The-various-phases-of-our-life-cycle-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Phases of Life&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/The-various-phases-of-our-life-cycle-2-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/The-various-phases-of-our-life-cycle-2.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Phases of Life&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/sculpture-5.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/sculpture-5-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/sculpture-5.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/conclusion-4.webp&quot; alt=&quot;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/conclusion-4-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/conclusion-4.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;Frogner Park in Oslo, Norway - The Sculptural Delight&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to enjoy a day trip to Oslo at a quirky yet distinctive place, Frogner Park is the place to be. The park also exhibits a museum and it has ample places for kids to play and adults to take a stroll and enjoy nature&apos;s beauty. If you want to know more about the place, check out this &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.visitoslo.com/en/product/?TLp=229519&quot;&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&apos;s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt; This was my 5th post and I must say I am having a blast writing for the campaign. The next post, again about Norway will be posted within a couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>20 Years Later : A Collection of Mini Stories</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/20-years-later-a-collection-of-mini-stories/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/20-years-later-a-collection-of-mini-stories/</guid><description>A little girl, Saheli came out of the trial room excitedly wearing a beautiful red and yellow colored dress. She looked at her mother, who was waiting outside, to see whether she…</description><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;A little girl, &lt;strong&gt;Saheli&lt;/strong&gt; came out of the trial room excitedly wearing a beautiful red and yellow colored dress. She looked at her mother, who was waiting outside, to see whether she approves of her dress. The mother took Saheli in front of the mirror and nodded her head with a sweet grin in approval. The little girl hopped back to the trial room with pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years later&lt;/strong&gt; : A widow came out of the trial room in a beige colored saree. Her daughter Saheli who was waiting outside, took her in front of the mirror and nodded in disapproval. She knows her mother loves everything bright! She then took her mother and picked up a green and yellow combination saree. Her mother&apos;s face lit up and she gave her a warm smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shalini&lt;/strong&gt; is a 10 year old girl and is a witness to the different kinds of atrocities her mother has to face in her daily life. She is not given proper respect which she deserves. On the contrary, at times she is treated like a doormat. Shalini protests from time to time, in her own little ways. However, that does not change the scenario for more than a couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years later :&lt;/strong&gt; Shalini is now 30. Tomorrow is her mother’s 55&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday. Her mom has a huge surprise waiting for her. Her ‘grown-up and independent’ daughter bought her a cozy flat so that she can enjoy her life, after divorce, with dignity and integrity and enjoy the rest of her life in peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pooja&lt;/strong&gt; was brought up by a very religious mother who used to diligently perform all religious rituals with utmost faith. There were daily rituals as well as special rituals for special religious occasions. Her mother performed everything to the best of her abilities, right from fasting to offerings. There were times she suffered badly due to fasting because of her weak health condition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years later :&lt;/strong&gt; The now atheist Pooja partakes in all the religious rituals during the various Pujas with due diligence as a sign of respect for her deceased mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully1-3.webp&quot; alt=&quot;20 Years Later : A Collection of Mini Stories&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully1-3-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully1-3.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;20 Years Later : A Collection of Mini Stories&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virangana&lt;/strong&gt;, the small thin girl was bullied almost everyday by the most popular girl in the class when she was in Class V. She tried to talk to the bully and instill some sense in her but all her words went to deaf ears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years later:&lt;/strong&gt; Virangana while driving via the highway met with a fatal accident. She had already registered as an organ donor in case of her death. Her bully classmate was in the heart donation waitlist for a few years. She was going through a very difficult phase wherein she required a heart urgently for transplantation. What are the odds that she received the heart of the girl she bullied 20 years earlier and never mended her ways even after repeated persuasion!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully-3.webp&quot; alt=&quot;20 Years Later : A Collection of Mini Stories&quot; width=&quot;1200&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully-3-800x312.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/bully-3.webp 1200w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;20 Years Later : A Collection of Mini Stories&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jwala&lt;/strong&gt; was a happy girl, loved by all. The things that happened to her a few days ago made her confused! Is she supposed to tell about that to her parents – that she felt humiliated, violated, dirty and threatened? He was her uncle who was very close to her and her parents. But the way he touched and behaved with her this time felt very different. She tried to keep her smile intact in front of others, while trying to conceal her agony.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years later: &lt;/strong&gt;Jwala is now a lawyer and fight for the rights of women. She was assigned a case which took her back to the troubled part of her childhood. She might become the prosecutor for her perpetrators uncle&apos;s daughter, who had been physically assaulted and violated by her boyfriend. Jwala is in a dilemma – should she take the case which will open up her well concealed wounds but will give justice to another girl or she should avoid taking the case. What do you all think she should do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&apos;s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt; This is my 4th post for the campaign. If you find it interesting please stay tuned for the next one.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Classic Indipop Songs and Videos which Stood Apart -II</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/classic-indipop-songs-and-videos-which-stood-apart-ii/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/classic-indipop-songs-and-videos-which-stood-apart-ii/</guid><description>Classic 90s Indipop II To begin with, it was a great experience writing about a few classic Indipop songs and their videos which were, according to me different, if not better from…</description><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Classic 90s Indipop II&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To begin with, it was a great experience writing about a few classic &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.haimanti.net/2020/10/06/classic-indipop-songs-and-videos-which-stood-apart-i/&quot;&gt;Indipop songs and their videos&lt;/a&gt; which were, according to me different, if not better from the rest. It is an extremely difficult task to jot down just a few songs amongst the plethora of mind-blowing Indipop songs of the 90s. If given an option, I could carry on creating lists of 90s Indipop songs which for me with all their all-encompassing beauty will retain their charm even decades from now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are a few more songs and videos which I thought should not miss my list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Sanam&lt;/strong&gt;: We cannot talk about the 90s Indipop era without the mention of this song. Lucky Ali came to the limelight with this song from the album Sunoh. The music video shot at the backdrop of the picturesque Pyramids in Cairo, Egypt paints an old-world charm while depicting a story about lost love! A heart-touching tune, Lucky Ali&apos;s soulful rendition, and an incredible video penetrated our hearts then and will live with us forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/dWqb-WqbGh8&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chandni Raatein&lt;/strong&gt; : Originally rendered by the legendary Begum Noor Jahan, this remixed version sung by Shamsa Kanwal gave the love ballad a modern twist while retaining the old aura. The pain and melancholy of the lyrics found a mesmerizing voice with Shamsa Kanwal. Added to that was a somewhat quirky and finely made video. The happiness of being in love, the confusion of leaving your love, and the agony of letting go of your love - this fascinating video enhanced the sentimental aspect of the song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/yTkaKSVu_xU&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kachhe Rang/Asmani Rang Hain&lt;/strong&gt; : For us, the 90s kids, the concept of &apos;Sunset Point&apos; became famous with this song! Again a collaboration to die for - Gulzar, K.S. Chithra and Bhupinder Singh. I still get goosebumps every time Gulzar comes on the screen, with his shayari recitation in the background. This song and video has everything to die for - the exquisite blend of the beautiful lyrics and narrative with the mellifluous voice of Chithra and Bhupinder Singh and an artistic and romantic video featuring the exquisite beauty Chitrangada Singh and the handsome Sanjay Suri - what more can you ask for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/VJt6_XVOcLY&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasha Hi Nasha Hain&lt;/strong&gt;: Just as the title suggests, this one has all the ingredients which made me hooked to the song by Sukhwinder Singh from the word GO. The glorious soul-piercing voice of Singh along with the spectacular yet sad video is sure to strike the romantic chords of your heart and give you the chills. If you watch the song on loop, you can experience a different level of depth unknown to the majority of songs. You can watch the video &lt;a href=&quot;https://youtu.be/eSG8SPfRsYc&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna &lt;/strong&gt;: A powerful video and a melodious inspiring song featuring stalwarts like Hariharan and Leslie Lewis, this song is a timeless classic. The music video and the lyrics are still relevant in today&apos;s world where people are still trapped in the fight among religions, castes, races, and genders and are being provoked into violence due to them. The music video particularly is such an inspiring one - I feel parents can learn a lot about parenting and forgiving from this video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/CJvK0dox0_M&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reliving childhood memories might be my favorite timepass and there is no way better way other than MUSIC that can give me the happiness of the good old times. A lot of memories are attached to a lot of beautiful songs, videos, and dances. I am sure you all have your own personal favorites which take you back to your golden days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Classic Indipop Songs and Videos Which Stood Apart -I</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/classic-indipop-songs-and-videos-which-stood-apart-i/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/classic-indipop-songs-and-videos-which-stood-apart-i/</guid><description>This is my second post for My Friend Alexa 2020 campaign. I started with the campaign with a clean slate sans any specific theme. However, as I started ideating for my posts,…</description><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;This is my second post for My Friend Alexa 2020 campaign. I started with the campaign with a clean slate sans any specific theme. However, as I started ideating for my posts, I felt NOSTALGIA should have been my theme, as I love reliving my teenage and early adulthood days which shaped me as the person I am today! The last decade of the last century and the first few years of the 21st century witnessed the flourishing Indipop industry in the Indian music industry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indipop of the 90s is one of the numerous things which left an indelible impact on my mind! With limited TV watching hours, I used to save my time for what I used to consider best for me(strictly for entertainment purpose)! The 1990s were the glorious years for Indipop. Before that Bollywood songs and some healthy doses of regional music were the staple diet for most Indian music lovers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come the 1990s! Indipop became the trend, the ‘in’ thing! Children who started following Indipop became &apos;hip&apos; instantly 😜 This parallel industry to Hindi film music gave recognition to a plethora of singers, composers and even models. The music ranged from cheesy love ballads to fusions to upbeat discos and also a few tacky numbers. Along with the songs, the music videos became a craze. Though most of the videos were about love and romance, there were others which took a slightly different path and took artistry to a whole different levels with their stories, direction and cinematography! Here in this post I am going to put forth only a few of the many Indipop music videos which I feel will remain evergreen forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paree Hoon Main:&lt;/strong&gt; This iconic song by Suneeta Rao became an instant hit due to the mesmerizing tune, the lyrical fluidity as well as the &apos;very different&apos; video. This song which released in 1991 actually opened the door for the Indipop generation. The song gave the impression of a girl considering herself as a princess. However, in actuality the video focuses on childhood sexual abuse in a very subtle way. Watch it to see why it was way ahead of its time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/EmoEPIPe1sY&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gori Tere Aankhen&lt;/strong&gt;: This romantic ballad with a melancholic tune was one of my favorites. It talks about a widow trying to come to terms with the death of her husband. The muted colors of the video, the fabulous cinematography along with the incredible voices of Lucky Ali and Kavita Krisnamoorthy will resonate with you and make you feel the pain of death of a loved one. Watch it, it will haunt you but in a good way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/yLREGdXtDgQ&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tere Ishq Main: &lt;/strong&gt;What can be said about this song? The less said, the better as no words can justify the beauty of the song. This Sufi song song is the fruition of the deadly collaboration of Gulzar, Rekha Bharadwaj and Vishal Bharadwaj. Leave all your sorrows, your anguishes, your despair behind you – get enlightened and move ahead with your life. Start loving your life! Do not miss this song as it will take you to a journey of the unknown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/vh79HzXqplo&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pyar Ke Pal: &lt;/strong&gt;Children who grew up during the 90s still sing this song whenever there is the chance of revisiting that era of simplicity. This romantic ballad by KK actually talks about how we are going to fondly remember our past. The sepia colored music video is about lost and found romance. If you want to feel good after a long and tedious day, it is safe to go to YT and watch this video and go on a nostalgia trip! Trivia: the video features Abhay Deol long time before he became a household name with movies like Socha na Tha and DevD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/NUqlCJTYu6I&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seenkho Na:&lt;/strong&gt; Shubha Mudgal came to prominence with her peppy and feel good song Aab Ke Sawaan. But for me Seenkho Na holds a special place, maybe because I am a Bengali. The music video which portrays the pangs of a newly wed lovelorn wife was directed aesthetically by none other than Pradeep Sarkar. Shot in an age old Bengali ‘bonedi’ house with a joint family, the video speaks about understanding the language of the girl’s eyes and her silence as they tell you more than words ever can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/48tjkNH5sx8&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are just 5 of the songs which can brighten my day whenever I listen to them. Their melody, their enchanting videos and their simplicity take me back to the my uncomplicated bygone days. In my next post I&apos;ll try to post another 5 of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&apos;s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Rediscovering My Childhood with My Child</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/revisiting-my-childhood-with-my-child/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/revisiting-my-childhood-with-my-child/</guid><description>When I play with you, I remember how much playing with friends meant to me When I laugh with you, I remember my sudden burst of innocent and incessant laughter When I…</description><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2020 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;When I play with you, I remember how much playing with friends meant to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I laugh with you, I remember my sudden burst of innocent and incessant laughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I read stories to you, I remember how I enjoyed the stories read to me by anyone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I narrate stories about my childhood, I remember what an experience it was&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you not interested in your studies, I remember how much I used to detest studies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you not being scared of anything, I remember the old and brave Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I listen to you singing after me, I remember singing along with my Baba&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I catch you lying to me, I remember how much I have been a pain to my Maa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you acting naughty, I remember how much fun it was being naughty used to be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you go through streaks of reading obsession, I remember the innumerable times I obsessively read storybooks under the guise of studying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you getting excited about even the littlest things, I remember how every day was exciting for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you being carefree, I remember how difficult it was to tame me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I see you enjoying your childhood to the brim, I remember my magical childhood with fondness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You usher me every day with love, affection, hope, and the scope of reminiscing my childhood&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope I can gift you the roots to feel proud of and the wings to fly and touch distant horizons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am taking my blog to the next level with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://theblogchatter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blogchatter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&apos;s My Friend Alexa 2020″ campaign. This is my first post for the campaign. Stay tuned for more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Best Friends Forever</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/best-friends-forever/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/best-friends-forever/</guid><description>He remembers their incessant chats and laughter. He remembers their huge fights over trivial matters. They were so happy when they were with each other. Their presence was comforting to each other.…</description><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;He remembers their incessant chats and laughter. He remembers their huge fights over trivial matters. They were so happy when they were with each other. Their presence was comforting to each other. They were always together in the light and the dark. They were best friends and they were soul mates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tears rolled down his eyes when he remembers &lt;strong&gt;the last time he saw her&lt;/strong&gt;, seems just like yesterday. She got married to her prince charming. He was there at all her wedding rituals and ceremonies. He was always a part of her family. They grew up together from the age of 4 - went to the same school, the same classes. They even attended the same college. So, their friendship never experienced the concept of &apos;distance&apos;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things began to change after her marriage. She went to a different country. Time and distance have a peculiar way to treating your friendship. It is that time and distance which changed their friendship, albeit in a negative way. Initially they used to talk for hours every other day. Gradually it became once a week, then once a month and by the end of a couple of years it became very few and far between. She became busy with her various responsibilities, both old and new. In the meantime he began to realize that his fondness for her was more than just friendship. Intentional and unintentional reasons - both made them grew apart. Yes, they are still &apos;friends&apos; on Facebook. They do exchange messages on Whatsapp. They never forget to wish each other on their important days. But the mirth, the happiness, the joy and the spontaneity of their friendship was long gone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a long day at work when he comes back to his empty nest, his mind wanders to his happy past. The cheerful past which he enjoyed for 25 years and has been missing for the last 20 years! He wonders whether she still remembers the good old days. Whether her eyes still twinkle when he wishes her on her birthday. Whether she still waits for him to share when something good happens in her life. Or maybe she is too busy to think about the past. Maybe her new friends mean the world to her now. Maybe her blissful marriage life and motherhood keeps her too engrossed to even spare some time for nostalgia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In faraway USA, around the same time, a 50 year old &apos;girl&apos; sits in her patio with a cup of coffee... Her mind takes her back to the carefree childhood days she spent with her &apos;Forever Bestfriend&apos; in their quaint little town...She is reminded of how delightful her life was with Him always beside her... She takes a deep sigh and wonders will they ever meet each other again? Will they ever relive and cherish those days again, even if in fragments?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is a part of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write Over the Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, an initiative for&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogadda.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indian Bloggers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;by BlogAdda&lt;/strong&gt;.’&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>While She Faded Away</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/while-she-faded-away/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/while-she-faded-away/</guid><description>She knew the day has arrived. It has been a few odd years. She went through several bouts of guilt and helplessness. A few days ago Rumela received a call from her…</description><pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/Fade-2.webp&quot; alt=&quot;While She Faded Away&quot; width=&quot;1400&quot; height=&quot;1400&quot; srcset=&quot;https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/Fade-2-800x800.webp 800w, https://admin.abesh.net/api/media/file/Fade-2.webp 1400w&quot; sizes=&quot;(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; decoding=&quot;async&quot;&gt;&lt;figcaption&gt;While She Faded Away&lt;/figcaption&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;She knew the day has arrived. It has been a few odd years. She went through several bouts of guilt and helplessness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few days ago Rumela received a call from her mother. The once regular calls have gradually become few and far between. Earlier, she used to talk to her mother for hours over the phone. Things changed drastically within a span of few years. Now her mother is not only bedridden, her mental state is also getting worse. She is gradually losing her memory and senses as well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Rumela Maa, can you come visit me as soon as possible? Nobody listens to me. They think I only talk nonsense  nobody cares for me&amp;quot;, her mother exclaimed as if she was helpless! Rumela felt chill going down her spine. She knows, her mother is not able to form a coherent sentence off late. Her speech has also become blurry. However, nobody ever mentioned that to her. So it surprised her to the core that her mother actually made that statement!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Maa, give me a few days. I&apos;ll come and stay with you for a month. You can complain me about Baba and Bhai as much as you want to then.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes beta I&apos;ll wait for you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rumela was not able to hold back her tears after keeping down the phone. Her mind wandered to her childhood as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mother was her idol - she was the symbol of strength, beauty and goodness. Rumela can sense that her strength is going away from her, fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A gamut of emotions crowded her mind. &amp;quot;What happened Rumi,&amp;quot; her husband Dev asked from behind. &amp;quot;I have been calling you for some time. Is everything okay?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing! Just been feeling nostalgic. A lot of childhood stories and people attached to them suddenly started knocking at my mind&apos;s door.&amp;quot; Rumela was finding it difficult to hide her emotions. &amp;quot;I want to visit Maa this week.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a few days, when she reached home, her mother waved and called her. &amp;quot;You were my strength and you were my friend. I just wished I could have kept you by my side for a few more days. I am so happy to see you!&amp;quot; Those were her mother&apos;s last words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rumela&apos;s lips pursed onto a fade flickering smile. Her mother is now FREE - free from her physical immobility, free from her perpetual health issues, free from being lonely, depressed and free from all sorts of pain. Rumela was able to feel how difficult it was for her very active mother to remain restrained in a room. How hard it was for her to be dependent on someone all the time, after spending an independent life throughout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rumela is happy that her mother was able to recognize her and shower love to her even on deathbed. Rumela was relieved while everyone else was grieving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;‘&lt;strong&gt;This post is a part of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write Over the Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, an initiative for&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogadda.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indian Bloggers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;by BlogAdda&lt;/strong&gt;.’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am taking my blog to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.theblogchatter.com&quot;&gt;Blogchatter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. This is my 8th and final post. It was an amazing experience reading and writing religiously for a whole month! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Brighten your Day</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/brighten-your-day/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/brighten-your-day/</guid><description>You withstand the various forces of nature You survive man-made disaster. You are like the blossoming beauty You brighten the world as if it&apos;s your duty. Your yellowish hue is like the…</description><pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;You withstand the various forces of nature&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You survive man-made disaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are like the blossoming beauty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You brighten the world as if it&apos;s your duty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your yellowish hue is like the sunshine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You make my mind and soul entwine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking my blog to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign of Blogchatter. This is my 7th blogpost for the same.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Durga Puja Nostalgia</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/durga-puja-nostalgia/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/durga-puja-nostalgia/</guid><description>The Gorgeous Durga Pratima Durga puja is a nostalgia laden old album Durga puja is clean blue sky with white floating clouds heralding its arrival Durga puja is the fragrance of shiuli…</description><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;The Gorgeous Durga Pratima&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is a nostalgia laden old album&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is clean blue sky with white floating clouds heralding its arrival&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is the fragrance of &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nyctanthes_arbor-tristis&quot;&gt;shiuli&lt;/a&gt; and the beauty of the lovely kaash phool filling up your autumn mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is listening to &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahisasuramardini_(radio_programme)&quot;&gt;Mahisasurmardini&lt;/a&gt; at the crack of dawn on Mahalaya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is counting the number of new dresses your parents bought for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is waiting for the whole family to get together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is going out with your friends anytime without being stopped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is non-stop &apos;addas&apos; for hours at a stretch with friends and family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is feeling a special sense of strength and empowerment looking at the gorgeous Durga Pratima&lt;br&gt;Durga Puja is knowing about Durga Maa and her family&apos;s adventures from my Maa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is fasting and getting engrossed in the divine beauty of the &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashtami&quot;&gt;Ashtami&lt;/a&gt; puja in the morning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is feeling a sense of purity and accomplishment while performing Ashtami&apos;s Pushpanjali&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is waiting for the sound of dhaak, smell of incense sticks/dhuno and the sight of the entertaining dhunuchi naach&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is gorging on the delicacies like egg rolls and biryani&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is enjoying the sights and sounds of the &apos;mini mela&apos; of our &apos;para&apos; pujo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is enjoying the small rides and buying brand new books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is budding romances, harmless flirting, the shy smiles and the discreet eye contacts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is getting mesmerized by the spontaneity of &apos;Sindur Khela&apos;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga Puja is running out to the yard and dancing to the amusing tunes of the &apos;Bisarjan&apos; procession band music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is having the time of your life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durga puja is an emotion, waiting in anticipation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me writing about how the teenager me will describe her Durga Puja, the ones which I enjoyed the most in my small city of Durgapur and miss thoroughly. With the Durga Puja knocking at the door, I thought it would be apt to dedicate a post about the events of the Puja during the time I enjoyed it the most. The most fascinating part is that they still feel like yesterday, with all the minute details lingering fresh in the mind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking my blog to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign of Blogchatter. This is my 6th post for the campaign.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Reaching for the Sky</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/reaching-for-the-sky/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/reaching-for-the-sky/</guid><description>Reaching for the Sky! There is so much to thank Nature for. The blue sky sets the perfect canvas for the white clouds to create a garden of white, flowing flowers! The…</description><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Reaching for the Sky!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is so much to thank Nature for. The blue sky sets the perfect canvas for the white clouds to create a garden of white, flowing flowers! The tree trying to grow its wings and reach for the horizon. The tree reaching for the white flower laden dreamy sky creates a surreal ambiance just before a spring sunset!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tree represents our life journey and the sky being the epitome of happiness. In our lives, as we grow, we try to reach for the happiness of our dreams. The cloud symbolizes the various forms in which we can find joy and happiness in our lives. It is definitely a miracle in how our lives and the ethereal beauty of nature are intertwined in the endeavor to find true happiness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking my blog to the next level with the #MyFriendAlexa initiative by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.theblogchatter.com/&quot;&gt;Blogchatter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Moment of Light after Darkness</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-moment-of-light-after-darkness/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-moment-of-light-after-darkness/</guid><description>Rohan was ecstatic about how things unfolded today. He was waiting for this day for a long long time. It feels like a moment of light after darkness and he wanted to…</description><pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Rohan was ecstatic about how things unfolded today. He was waiting for this day for a long long time. It feels like a moment of light after darkness and he wanted to hold it tight. Now he just wanted to rush to his parents and give them the good news.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As he walked down the road, his mind is filled up with nostalgia. He remembered the stoic face of his parents when his favorite uncle told him &amp;quot;how can you live with it? Don&apos;t you feel ashamed of yourself? You should have at least thought about your parents!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since then Rohan faced flitting moments of skepticism. He wondered has he actually been such a bad boy? Should he actually be ashamed of himself? The answers wandered along with his wandering questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As he heard the news, he felt a sense of immense relief - he could feel pounds of weight off his shoulder! He wanted to surprise him parents. He opened the door and as soon as he entered his home, a sweet surprise was waiting for him! His parents, his boyfriend, a few people from the society and some of his close friends were rejoicing the event as if the victory was theirs as well. Finally, it is time for Rohan to come out of the closet without being made to feel like a criminal. The repeal of Article 377 of the IPC made everyone stronger and is now being celebrated with jubilation and euphoria - the things missing in Rohan&apos;s life for quite sometime!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level with &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.theblogchatter.com/&quot;&gt;Blogchatter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>My Memories of Football World Cup &apos;86</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/my-memories-of-football-world-cup-86/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/my-memories-of-football-world-cup-86/</guid><description>My love for sports in general and football(yes, football and not soccer) in particular started with the World Cup held in Mexico in the year 1986. Now, I was a little kid…</description><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;My love for sports in general and football(yes, football and not soccer) in particular started with the World Cup held in Mexico in the year 1986. Now, I was a little kid at that time - maybe just reached the age wherein I can start making memories!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I grew up with my two elder brothers - the eldest one being quite a sports fanatic. As he was 8 years older to me, in 1986 he was big enough to understand most of the nuances of the game. He was the the one who helped me create memories of that World Cup - by constant discussions about his favorite teams, favorite players and buying all the editions of SportsStar and Sports World.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maradona and Argentina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I have religiously followed every World Cup after that, I cannot help but walk down memory lane and cherish the small memories I made way back in 1986. My love for &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diego_Maradona&quot;&gt;Maradona&lt;/a&gt; started then and it still remains intact, even after witnessing and hearing about his outrageous antics and tomfoolery. For me, the World Cup 1986 is synonymous to Maradona and Argentina. Everyone recalls the &amp;quot;Hand of God&amp;quot; goal, but I remember him dribbling past 5 English players and scoring what is considered the &amp;quot;Goal of the Century&amp;quot;. That match made me a lifetime follower of Maradona and supporter of Argentina. My memories of the 1986 World Cup is dominated by Argentina and Maradona.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michel Platini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another name which etched a mark in my hazy memory is &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michel_Platini&quot;&gt;Michel Platini&lt;/a&gt;, the skipper of the French national team. He was my younger brother&apos;s favorite. My brothers and their friends used to discuss about the World Cup day in and day out. It is their passionate discussions which gave me the idea who were contenders for the best player in the World Cup. My foggy mind still remembers the quarter-final match in which France defeated Brazil in a penalty shootout. That must be the first penalty shootout I watched - though I don&apos;t remember anything other than Careca, Platini and the match result!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary Linekar awarded the Golden Boot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;The very young and handsome English player &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gary_Lineker&quot;&gt;Gary Linekar&lt;/a&gt; was another player whom this 5 year old was totally in love with! He scored 6 goals in the tournament, along with a hattrick and was the &lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Boot&quot;&gt;Golden Boot&lt;/a&gt; winner of the World Cup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Other Favorites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;Along with Argentina, there were two other teams I was rooting for(do not ask me the reasons) - Germany and Denmark. I still remember the name of the Danish players like Michael Laudrup, Jan Molby, Preben Elkjaer, Frank Arnesen and Morten Olsen. However, they had to leave the tournament after a disappointing defeat of 1 - 5 against Emilio Butragueno&apos;s Spain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Final&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we talk about the German team of that World Cup, the names of Karl-Heinz Rummenigge, Rudi Völler, Andreas Brehme and Lothar Matthäus come to my mind. They played an exceptional tournament to reach the finals. After a thrilling match and a score of 2-2 till the 84th minute, they were defeated by Argentina by a goal by Jorge Burruchaga from a brilliant pass by Maradona!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pictures of Maradona holding the cup and kissing it still seems so fresh in my mind! How can I forget to mention the &apos;&lt;a href=&quot;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wave_(audience)&quot;&gt;Mexican Wave&lt;/a&gt;&apos; which became a phenomenon after the 1986 World Cup! I might have created a lot of fond memories when the Football World Cup is concerned. Still, the blurry memories of the 1986 World Cup hold a special place in my heart and mind. Those cherished memories take me back to the time when I was growing up and finally starting to comprehend the good and entertaining things in life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level with the #MyFriendAlexa campaign of Blogchatter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Come Winter - The Season of Mysticism and Melancholy</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/come-winter-come/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/come-winter-come/</guid><description>Waiting for the Mystic and Melancholic Winter Still remember driving through this place and wondering that dreams do come true. The place seemed to come out from the pages of glossy magazines…</description><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for the Mystic and Melancholic Winter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still remember driving through this place and wondering that dreams do come true. The place seemed to come out from the pages of glossy magazines - the beauty of winter with all its glory!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ready to get rid of the scorching summer heat and embrace the mysterious beauty of winter. The tall leafless trees, white quilt covering the grasses and trees here and there, the chilling wind and the scent of festivities all around - that for me is winter. After nearly six months of extreme temperature, my senses are just waiting with bated breath to announce the arrival of the mystic and melancholic winter. Yes, winter is coming!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level with the #MyFriendAlexa initiative of Blogchatter. This is my second post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Feeling of Being &apos;Mediocre&apos;</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-feeling-of-being-mediocre/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-feeling-of-being-mediocre/</guid><description>&quot;Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.&quot; (Albert Einstein) As you grow up and start becoming more aware of yourself, your mind finds a lot of visitors!…</description><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.&amp;quot; (Albert Einstein)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you grow up and start becoming more aware of yourself, your mind finds a lot of visitors! One such thought which has now become a regular visitor of my mind is my sense of mediocrity. I am mediocre at everything - the realization which is not that good for my morale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Born in a middle-class family we never had extra money to splurge on, but had enough to have a decent living. When in school, I was bestowed with above-average intelligence, but was never the student who secured ranks. I was always inclined towards sports - overly enthusiastic and participated in almost everything but hardly got the podium finish. Though I was always a part of the song and dance performances in school, barring a few times, I was never the best performer. In short, I was not the star student of the school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hobbies and passions changed with the passage of time. However, one thing always remained constant - I perpetually remained at the medium spectrum. This realization dawned upon me a few years ago and I must say it is not at all a good feeling. From our childhood we start idolizing and emulating famous people so that one day we can reach their stature. Then as your start growing up you can see your friends and relatives doing great works. You suddenly start assessing your achievements and come to the conclusion that you are neither good at anything not bad at anything! You try your best and strive to be GREAT at something, but after a few efforts ultimately reconcile to the facts that you are indeed &apos;mediocre&apos;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What happens then? You simply lose your ambition to get better as you already know you cannot reach for the stars. You carry on living your daily mundane life in a mundane manner. Mediocrity is your destiny and nothing can change it. There are times I feel if I was super talented in a single thing rather than being average at everything, things would have been much different. With so many half talents and half passions, it really becomes difficult to choose a single aspect to focus on. For me &amp;quot;Jack of All Trades, Master of None&amp;quot; holds very true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It really is hard to accept that your life and your talents have nothing special to offer to the world. The thought can be heart wrenching and you might start feeling blue. It is the quote provided at the top of the post that comes to the rescue at such low times. Yes, I may not be considered successful by the world - I am not at the top of anything and I am not famous. I am just &apos;average&apos; and &apos;decent&apos;. Then majority of the people in this wide world are like me. I may not be every important to my friends, but I feel I am of tremendous value to my close ones. I may not be the best at anything, but I can, with my skills help the younger generation to do better. My friends might have fared better than me in their personal and professional lives, but I am someone who is never jealous of them. On the contrary and to my own astonishment, quite proud of their achievements! According to me, even to be jealous of somebody, you need special skills :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, realizing that your are just &apos;mediocre&apos;, even after trying to be the best does make you feel bad. After attaining a certain age, I think &apos;feeling happy&apos; about what you are doing is what matters. If you are content playing a side role rather than the protagonist in a certain play, so be it. Maybe all the average talents and the feeling of being happy and content is actually making you a great person who is valued by a small group of people who matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign by &lt;a href=&quot;http://blogchatter.com/&quot;&gt;Blogchatter&lt;/a&gt;. Feedback is always appreciated :)&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Complicated Society and the Role of Social Media</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-complicated-society-and-the-role-of-social-media/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-complicated-society-and-the-role-of-social-media/</guid><description>Social Media in today’s world is something that I feel even an elementary student can describe elaborately. We have been living a virtual life, for quite some time with social media gradually…</description><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2018 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Social Media in today’s world is something that I feel even an elementary student can describe elaborately. We have been living a virtual life, for quite some time with social media gradually becoming an addiction for the majority of the population using it. Be it politics or entertainment or sports – we cannot deny the unprecedented role that social media is playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are pros and cons to almost everything that the world has to offer us. One of the biggest boons of technology is the invention of social media. However, for the last couple of years, one cannot refute the divisive role social media is playing. Currently, everything is perceived as ‘linear’ – either black or white, good or bad! Where is the existence of the middle path or for that matter the ‘grey’ area?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have grown up in an era and environment where a debate was considered healthy. In social media, if you try to put forth your point, maybe a bit different one from the trending opinions, you might be greeted with rude messages, name-calling, and trolling. It seems people are always angry and they just need a platform to vent their anger. Tell a creative person, an author, or a director, that you did not like his latest creation or agree to one of his opinions. That person might hit back at you with a rude ‘no need to read my book&apos;, ‘unfollow me’, ‘no need to watch my show’! Herein, goes away the scope of criticism by a fan or a follower! We follow you or read your books or watch your show because we like you. We may not like your latest offering and as an audience or a viewer or a follower, don’t we have the right to talk to you about that? You can show your irritation or anger had I been mean to you but why without any reason or provocation?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every day the social media is swarmed with a plethora of photo-shopped images and videos. People are trying to prove their points with fake news and information. Yes, we are falling for them. The world is becoming divisive to the point of no return. Everyone is talking, no one is listening! It is becoming extremely difficult for people like us (who belong in the middle of the road) to understand which information is correct and which one is fake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fight between religions is now not limited to the advantage of the political leaders. We, the common people are falling for their trap. Rather than looking for the good in any religion, we are focusing on their negative aspects. Everyone thinks that their religion is the best, devoid of any superstition or regressive ideas. To prove their points they are resorting to every means, even if they are unfavorable and unsuitable for society in general.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Social media has given us the scope of knowing the Universe like never before. The click of a button can take us to places. We have the option of knowing different countries, different religions, different cultures, not even by moving an inch. This is something that the earlier generations did not have access to. Then why are we not putting proper value to these favorable circumstances and instead concentrating on the negative ones? Pessimism seems to have reached a record high! Being gentle, showing courtesy, engaging in healthy conversations are some of the things which the virtual world seriously needs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all should try and stop being mean and start caring. While having a face-to-face with a person, we try not to be mean to them. Can we start the same thing virtually, which is on the verge of becoming a reality? Can we all please incorporate words like ‘kind’ ‘love’ ‘positive’ and ‘care’ in our daily lives and discard words like ‘mean’, ‘negative’, and ‘disregard’? I, being an optimist, feel the world will surely become less complicated if we all try to make it one, with all our small actions.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Guy on the Sidewalk - A Review</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/guy-on-the-sidewalk-a-review/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/guy-on-the-sidewalk-a-review/</guid><description>“Life has a plan for each of us; we may not understand the whys on our journey but every event is meaningful nonetheless.” ― Ken Poirot In this age, when words like…</description><pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2016 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;“Life has a plan for each of us; we may not understand the whys on our journey but every event is meaningful nonetheless.”&lt;br&gt;― &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8201501.Ken_Poirot&quot;&gt;Ken Poirot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this age, when words like skepticism and cynicism rule the world, it is a heartening experience to come across a story as simple and effortless as the Guy on the Sidewalk by Bharath Krishna. Right from the cover of the book till the end of the story, you can feel the eternal conflict which an Indian professional living in the USA encounters on a regular basis!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guy on the Sidewalk is the story of Jay - his journey from India to the USA and again back to India. The story starts with his last day in the USA and the varied emotions he has been experiencing. It then goes to a flashback and gives a vivid account of Jay&apos;s laid back college life, tiring MBA days and his brief professional life, all in India. That is when he travels to the USA to pursue a specialization. From hereon, he depicts the various phases through which he passes, before realizing his actual call of coming back to where he belongs - India.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The narrative of the story is spontaneous and at times you can actually feel the Déjà vu. I stay in Austin and Jay&apos;s American journey starts at Austin. Therefore, for me the level of familiarity was quite intriguing. The story talks about the economic, social and educational aspects of the country. His American journey goes through quite a number of ups and downs . The recession and not getting funded for his higher studies were the main drawbacks while finding like-minded people who helped him through his rough times was something to remember for a lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are comparisons between India and the USA throughout the story and they have been dealt in a very mature and witty manner. Each and every country has their pros and cons and Guy on the Sidewalk actually pens them in a fine way without being judgmental. The humor and the free flowing style of storytelling make the book worth reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some aspects I wish were handled better. There were times when I felt things were happening suddenly which led to the abrupt ending of the earlier phase. Jay went to the USA to study but after a couple of months realized that he is learning nothing new. Then all of a sudden he left his studies and joined the coveted IT bandwagon. The problems he faced were eventually depicted but I was not able to connect with that sudden decision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guy on the Sidewalk can be referred as a &apos;complete package&apos;! Feelings like happiness, loneliness, confusion, frustration all form an integral part of the journey towards self discovery. Romance and friendship form the major crux of the story and you can instantly relate with their roles. One can ask, after reading the story, that no concrete reason has been cited for Jay coming back to India. My question would be do we always need a reason to come back to our motherland. I feel there can be times when the call of conscience becomes loud enough to enjoy preference over the materialistic luxuries of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are in search of a book which will make you part of the story, will incorporate a sense of patriotism without being preachy and will give you a fair account of both India and the USA, then definitely get hold of Guy on the Sidewalk by Bharath Krishna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.- Thanks a lot Bharath Krishna for the copy of the book. It made for a delightful read.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Book Review: Private India by Ashwin Sanghi and James Patterson</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/book-review-private-india-by-ashwin-sanghi-and-james-patterson/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/book-review-private-india-by-ashwin-sanghi-and-james-patterson/</guid><description>Things that came to my mind after finishing Private India? Engrossing? Extremely. Can be made into a Bollywood movie? Definitely! &apos;Private India&apos; is the fruition of the collaboration between Ashwin Sanghi, an…</description><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2014 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Things that came to my mind after finishing Private India? Engrossing? Extremely. Can be made into a Bollywood movie? Definitely!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&apos;Private India&apos; is the fruition of the collaboration between Ashwin Sanghi, an Indian author known for combining mythology and thriller, and James Patterson, an American author known for bestseller series&apos; of which &apos;Private&apos; is one. Their unique collaboration results in bringing the popular &apos;Private&apos; series to India. So, it naturally raises the curiosity and interest in the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Private is considered one of the finest private investigation agencies having its branches all across the globe. We have Private L.A., Private London, Private Berlin and now we have our very own Private India – the hi-tech investigative agency operating from a dilapidated, nondescript building.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Private India – The Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story is set in Mumbai, where a series of murders are taking place within a span of a few days. Though, apparently the murders might seem unconnected, however, a connection can be established with the similar chilling murder ritual and strange objects that are carefully arranged with the victims.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Santosh Wagh, head of Private India, is in charge of solving the cases and nab the murderer before striking again. But, wait, he soon realizes that along with the murderer there is another, even bigger danger that needs to be stopped at any circumstances. Santosh Wagh is bestowed with impeccable reasoning powers, a sharp mind and is a treasure trove of trivia. However, he is yet to come to terms with his tragic past which makes him reach out for a drink when not required. So in order to solve the mysteries lying in front of him, he also needs to win the battle with his inner self. How will he now catch the murderer, will he be able to abort the larger threat and how – read it to know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To aide Santosh Wagh with his investigations, there is Nisha Gandhe, an attractive ex-cop turned Private India investigator, Mubeen, the medical expert sharing an equally tragic past as Santosh Wagh and Hari, the technology geek. James Morgan who heads &apos;Private&apos; is also an integral part of the story. There are a number of other characters throughout the book and they are quite well developed. They are not thrust upon the storyline – that is the best part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Views&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Private India is a fast-paced thriller with a lot of &apos;Indianness&apos; in it. The story is not limited to the serial murder mystery. It has a lot of stories to tell – background of the main characters, the victims, the killer, all are written with utmost precision. As with all murder mysteries, you will definitely start with the guessing game once you start reading the book. You might or might not be able to guess the killer – but you&apos;ll be hooked to the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don&apos;t know why but I feel the book has everything which can be made into a nice movie. With a lot of stories unfolding, involving the Police, the Judicial system, Bollywood, celebrities, reporters, prostitution, politics, corruption, gang lord, Godman - it has all the ingredients of a good Whodunit movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generally, when we read a murder mystery we tend to overlook the &apos;literary&apos; aspect of the book. Ashwin Sanghi is known for his &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.haimanti.net/2012/10/07/the-krishna-key-reviewed/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;historical and mythological thriller &lt;/a&gt;and James Patterson for his graphical and riveting mysteries. In Private India, both the authors have drawn together their qualities with subtlety. I loved the way in which Mumbai is described in one the initial chapters of the book – Mumbai with all its inherent contradictions, in only a single paragraph. What I also liked about the book was the extract on how the investigative agency &apos;Private&apos; started, at the end of the book. For someone who has not read the Private series earlier, it will be useful as well as enticing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book has some minor flaws, a few mistakes here and there and at times you might also feel the murders are done too easily. In my opinion, however, we can overlook those foibles and enjoy an action-packed and spine-chilling murder mystery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the biggest &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Review Program &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Indian Bloggers.&lt;/a&gt; Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Review: Sita&apos;s Curse by Sreemoyee Piu Kundu</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/review-sitas-curse-by-sreemoyee-piu-kundu/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/review-sitas-curse-by-sreemoyee-piu-kundu/</guid><description>What is Erotica? According to Merriam Webster it is defined as :works of art or literature that deal with sex and are meant to cause sexual feelings&quot;. Yes, Sita&apos;s Curse, in that…</description><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;What is Erotica? According to Merriam Webster it is defined as :works of art or literature that deal with sex and are meant to cause sexual feelings&amp;quot;. Yes, Sita&apos;s Curse, in that respect is truly an erotica and ONLY an erotica.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere, behind closed doors, in her solitary world; somewhere, under the sheets with an indifferent lover; Somewhere, is a woman who will not be denied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trapped for fifteen years in the stranglehold of a dead marriage and soulless household domesticity, the beautiful, full-bodied and passionate Meera Patel depends on her memories and her flights of fancy to soothe the aches that wrack her body; to quieten an unquenchable need. Until one cataclysmic day in Mumbai, when she finally breaks free…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bold, brazen and defiant, Sita’s Curse looks at the hypocrisy of Indian society and tells the compelling story of a middle-class Indian housewife’s urgent need for love, respect, acceptance and sexual fulfillment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Prologue&lt;/strong&gt; of the books shows Meera indulging in self pleasure, quite indifferent to what is happening outside her room&apos;s closed door. It was compelling, compelling enough for me to sit down and read the next chapters. The story started off well - talking about the life of Meera in the small town of Sinor in Gujarat, her relationship with her twin brother and soulmate Kartik. Meera&apos;s bonding with her twin brother Kartik, bordering on incest is the highlight of that segment, or might be of the entire story. Personally, for me that rare and unconventional love was the one with which I was not able to connect at all. Ok, understood kids find the science of body quite amusing and try to explore it out of curiosity. Even desirous relationships with cousins are quite common, but with your OWN twin brother! No, it is really really hard for me to swallow and I found it extremely hard to go through those pages. The irony is that for Meera that was the most fulfilling relationship and the remaining story becomes a quest in search of a similar love and bonding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though Meera was married to Mohan, yet they were not able to &apos;complete&apos; each other and remained strangers, even after 15 years of marriage. For Mohan, Meera was &amp;quot;so damn needy all the time&amp;quot; whereas Meera wanted Mohan to &amp;quot;acknowledge her presence. In an attempt to thwart their dull and loveless marriage, Meera creates a world of passion and desire for herself. The inconsistency of Mohan becomes the reason for Amarkant Maharaj, the Godman playing a significant role in Meera&apos;s life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hypocrisy of the society has been depicted in the form of Amarkant Maharaj, a man revered, and worshipped by numerous disciples. He indulges in sex with women whose husbands are sterile, with the purpose of giving birth to a progeny. What is shocking is that the liaison happens under the full knowledge and blessings of the family&apos;s elders! The Maharaj was slowly starting to dictate Meera&apos;s life, under the guise of fulfilling her desires. Finally, when his real face comes in front of her, she mustered strength to question and abandon his influence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is the Internet which opened a new world in front of her and made Yosuf an important part of her life, if not the best. From virtual lovemaking to sharing a hotel with him for a day, it was Yosuf to whom she surrendered, her body and soul. However, her brief encounter with happiness went away with the deluge, leaving her completely alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book is described as the story of a middle-class Indian housewife&apos;s urgent need for love, respect, acceptance and sexual gratification. In India, where we are still fighting hard to bring &amp;quot;sex education&amp;quot; in the school level, women are not supposed to ponder about their sexual fulfillment. In that respect, kudos to the author for her no holds barred portrayal of sexual desires and imaginations. It is leap forward, in the literary scene of the country of Kamasutra and Khajuraho, where talking about sex and desires openly is still a taboo. It is empowering for women in the context that it recognizes that even women have their sexual cravings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am quite unsure about the love, respect and acceptance part, though. While going through the book, nowhere did I feel the presence of &apos;love&apos; and &apos;respect&apos; - not from anyone for anyone! The &apos;love&apos; that she finally felt for Yosuf, was it for keeps?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The author incorporated social issues like the Asaram Bapu scandal, natural disasters like the 2005 Mumbai flood and some feminist thoughts and ideas. Yes, they are integral to the story and blended well due to her storytelling prowess. However, I felt the eroticism - with the on-the-face graphic sex scenes could have been mellowed down a bit. Mid way through the story, I started skimming through the &amp;quot;pleasure plays&amp;quot; in order to go ahead with the story. It would also have shown Meera slightly less desperate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reference of Sita could have been entwined with the story in a far better manner. In fact, Meera herself has questioned about the relevance of the story of &amp;quot;Ramayana&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a few glitches in the storyline - for one the relationship between Vrinda and Mohan and Meera and Bansi. It seemed the author started off with a certain view but either changed it or stopped it due to some reason. Sita&apos;s Curse The Language of Desire has its moments - of passion, of longing, of tragedy, of pain, of compromises, of happiness. Sreemoyee has been able to create a bold tale of the tales which we still prefer talking inside the closet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the biggest &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Review Program &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Indian Bloggers.&lt;/a&gt; Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Unison of Darkness, Silence and the Moonlight</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-unison-of-darkness-silence-and-the-moonlight/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-unison-of-darkness-silence-and-the-moonlight/</guid><description>As I walked past the trees and shrubs, the enchanting full moon staring at me, what I really wanted was some moment of solitude. On the contrary, the screeching and screaming of…</description><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jan 2014 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;As I walked past the trees and shrubs, the enchanting full moon staring at me, what I really wanted was some moment of solitude. On the contrary, the screeching and screaming of the unending vehicles passing by me were creating an undesirable ambiance, much to my irritation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of a sudden, I found myself completely alone in the company of darkness and silence. With the bright and glorious moonlight kissing and enveloping the whole milieu, the atmosphere was nothing less than an enigma. The eerie feeling which is synonymous to darkness and silence was nowhere to be found! The brief encounter with complete darkness and silence lasted for only a few seconds. It amused me how two negative aspects like the dark and the silent can create an amazingly positive environment for me - where only me, myself and my string of thoughts existed. For a long long time, I never felt so satiated and so relaxed with my thoughts getting a coherent shape. Alas the sheer ecstasy was not long-lasting - the zooming past of the vehicles again thumped me back to the world of loud sounds and eye squirming lights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The unassuming beauty when a moment turns out just the way you desire, that too in a busy city during a busy hour, is inexplicable. Having experienced that, now I know the true meaning of &apos;enjoy and cherish as long as it lasts&apos;! How I wish I was able to seize that exhilarating moment for a longer time.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Grim Tale of Farmer Suicides - &apos;Shoes of the Dead&apos; by Kota Neelima</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/grim-tale-of-farmer-suicides-shoes-of-the-dead-by-kota-neelima/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/grim-tale-of-farmer-suicides-shoes-of-the-dead-by-kota-neelima/</guid><description>Farmer suicides in India, especially in certain districts of Maharashtra have seen a steep rise in the last decade.’ Shoes of the Dead’ by Kota Neelima is a tribute to all those…</description><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jun 2013 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Farmer suicides in India, especially in certain districts of Maharashtra have seen a steep rise in the last decade.’ Shoes of the Dead’ by Kota Neelima is a tribute to all those dead farmers and the people fighting for their families to receive compensation. Non-fiction works related to farmer suicides abound, however a fictional work talking about the plight of the Indian farmers, due to varied reasons, was missing from the scenario.  It was really great to finally find a political novel based on farmer suicides, set up in contemporary India.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This political book intertwines several aspects of socio-economic India through the eyes of an idealistic journalist, an ambitious young politician and an educated yet poverty- ridden farmer seeking justice for his brother&apos;s suicide. In the midst of the tug-of-war between Keyur Kashinath, the young and rich politician and Gangiri Bhadra, the crusader of the farmers, there are characters like a greedy moneylender, a seemingly good district collector, unscrupulous middle men, a good and a bad maha sarpanch who plays important roles in Gangiri&apos;s fight for justice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kota Neelima is a senior journalist with years of experience in reporting farmer suicide cases. In the author&apos;s note she has specifically mentioned that farmer suicides in the Vidarbha region of Maharashtra are the soul of the book. While reading the book you can feel that it has incorporated a plethora of incidents which are rampant in India. The writer has only given fictional names and characters to portray what is actually happening to the debt ridden farmers of Central and South-West India and put forth the gravity of the situation in front of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The strength of the book lies in the way Kota Neelima has penned the story in a simple yet matter-of-fact way. Throughout the book she has created short sentences with simple words making this political fiction easy to comprehend. The characterizations of the dead farmers’ brother, the politician, the journalist are just apt. The book also touches the subject of how industrialization and its corresponding setting up of factories on the river banks, is ruining the land and the already depleted water needed for irrigation. It will be actually great if Kota Neelima manages to come up with another story wherein the backdrop could be this issue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The using of political clout for vested interests, the struggle for justice and ethics in journalism forms integral parts of the book. The issue of farmers committing suicide due to increased debt, lack of financial help from the government and tricks played by the moneylenders, is serious and Kota Neelima has ensured that the stark realities are dealt with utmost seriousness and conviction. Throughout the book, right from the cover page till the end, she has been successful in finely drawing the grim scenario, albeit with a ray of hope lingering fervently at the end. Kudos to her for dealing with the issue with loyalty and a big thumbs-up to the novel. If you are looking for a thought-provoking and captivating journey through contemporary Indian politics and economy, I would definitely suggest you to grab a copy of ‘Shoes of the Dead’.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the biggest &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Review Program &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Indian Bloggers.&lt;/a&gt; Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>My Respect to the Soldiers in My Life</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/my-respect-to-the-soldiers-in-my-life/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/my-respect-to-the-soldiers-in-my-life/</guid><description>Right to equality is the most sought after right for each and every person and segment of the society. However, day-in and day-out we are witness to myriad incidents and cases wherein…</description><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Right to equality is the most sought after right for each and every person and segment of the society. However, day-in and day-out we are witness to myriad incidents and cases wherein people make a complete mockery of the right. There was a time when a girl demanding equal rights like her male counterparts was met with hard and skeptical glances. It is heartening that things have actually changed for the better and girls are now able to enjoy their lives like never before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I grew up in a middle-class family which has three male members. I definitely had my share of unnerving emotional outbursts wherein I used to feel that my brothers are given more freedom and independence than me. Being the youngest I used to feel that my brothers are given undue importance. However, with passing time and experience, I understood that I was treated at par with them and there was no bias in the household. It was those three male members of my family, my father and my two elder brothers who, with their innumerable contributions have actually become the soldiers of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fortunately, till now I have never faced any such incidents where I would have to take help from them directly. Hence, there is no single story per say for which I can honour my father and brother as soldiers in my life. It is the inner strength, courage and integrity which my father and brothers have instilled onto me through their big and small actions which make them the undisputed soldiers in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At a time when women going out of their houses was not the order of the day, my father chose to marry a girl who was independent and had a career of her own. At a time when guys always preferred fair complexioned and fragile girls as their spouse, my father chose to marry a dusky beauty who has a mind of her own. These actions speak a lot about my father and his conviction and respect for women. He always considers a woman as equal to a man, if not better than them. He was instrumental in making my past years a fun experience with a plethora of nostalgia attached to them to cherish forever. He helped me grow as a &apos;human-being&apos; and not just as a mere &apos;girl&apos;. To me he is the ‘coolest’ person on the Earth and will always remain so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also consider my father as a paragon of justice and a brutally honest person. He had opened a new wide world in front of me in the forms of culture and politics. We discussed about the contributions of art, literature, the importance of human rights, feminism for the advancement of the society. He always taught me to be open to different views without being judgmental. He is someone who does not take any decision in haste and never ever demeans anyone. It is from him and also my mother that I have learned to call a spade a spade and never to run away from helping others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My father and brothers took the initiative in making me strong, both physically and mentally during my growing up years. It was like preparing me, slowly but steadily, for any hurdles which I might face in the future. They have always taught me that nobody will be there to help me forever. It is ME who has to garner the courage and gather the spirit to ward off the evils coming across my way. Rather than becoming a topper, they stressed on proper education and participation in co-curricular activities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though devoid of any great tale which I can put forth, I feel it is their small teachings and gestures which have shaped me as a responsible citizen of India. They might not have held my hands while crossing the roads, but they did not forget to provide proper instructions on how to cross it properly alone. They have seen me failing time and again but have never given up hope on me. They proactively made me part of their world so that I can churn out information and knowledge from all of them and have my own set of ideas and views. They have never forced me into doing anything which I was not capable of thus, assuring me of their undying love and faith in me. They have always stood beside me, through thick and thin, and I know they will always do so even if I am miles away from them. No words can ever be enough to describe how much I admire, adore and love them for being my friends, philosophers, guides and soldiers in their own unique ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is a part of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gillette.com/en-IN/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;#Soldierforwomen&lt;/a&gt; in association with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>On Criticism</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/on-criticism/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/on-criticism/</guid><description>Criticism is something which has always fascinated me. I have read many a times that constructive criticism is good and have seen people claiming that they are fine with criticism. However, like…</description><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Criticism is something which has always fascinated me. I have read many a times that constructive criticism is good and have seen people claiming that they are fine with criticism. However, like everything else, it is easier said than done. To be very frank, there have been quite a number of times when I abhorred the person who criticized me. I am sure it has happened with majority of the people, at some point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always felt that it is way too easy to criticize someone or her works than to actually understand her and her works. Hence, I consciously try to keep myself away from criticizing people, even if I don’t like them or whatever they are doing. Nonetheless, I find it rather astonishing how some people keep on passing judgment about others day in and day out. It is next to impossible to like everyone, every film, every book, every song and so on and so forth. However, using harsh words for everyone and everything that you dislike, not keeping in mind what the other person beside you might be feeling, is something which I personally detest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While going through my Twitter Timeline or the Facebook status messages, I find that there are people who like to criticize something or the other. Some do it articulately, with clever usage of words and some do it blatantly. For some people everything that is new is bad, and for others vice versa. Prejudice and dogma are the traits, which I feel, can result in stagnation of your growth as a human being, emotionally as well as professionally. Yet, we love to stick to them and see anything beyond that. We will criticize a universally acclaimed personality without even going through his works. When someone confronts you and ask you to first read and then criticize, the critique will come up with bizarre reasons of not reading their works. It might be an attack on their characters, their way of living or something negative which they might have heard of. Then again they will compare them with other reputed people who, according to them were more talented than them yet due to various reasons did not reach that point of success. For such people, those famous creations are not even worthy enough to read or watch. The word ‘logic’ is often missing from their point of views. It is true success is something which more or less everyone craves for and a few can go to any level to reach that level of success. But, it is also true that if you are not talented and hard-working you will never able to succeed and maintain your honour. In the field of literature and culture, your creations are not limited to the narrow confinement of your office. It is the readers, audience and the viewers who will make or break you. Whatever is good will be appreciated if people are able to understand them. The inimitable creations of a &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindranath_Tagore&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Rabindranath Tagore&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satyajit_Ray&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Satyajit Ray&lt;/a&gt; are universally liked by people. The laurels and adoration that they have received and continue to receive from all corners of the world can never be simply fluke or due to destiny. Their creations must have struck the right chords with its innumerable readers and viewers and it is foolish to even overlook that very achievement, if not the others. Yes there are millions of people who might not understand or like their works. It is perfectly fine not to like them, but to demean them and their works is something which can be avoided. More so when you have hardly any knowledge about their works. No need to value them or their fine works, but the negativity can be spared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are people who love to demean successful people, whom majority of the people like, just to be different. If you are aware about their works, at least to some extent, then you can be heard. Otherwise, there is nothing fashionable in your so called “different views”, if only you have one. Becoming a critique and criticizing other people is very easy. It is hard to actually go through the works and then assess them. In general also, we can find a lot of negative aspects in a person - the way she talks, the way she dresses, the way she looks, the way she carries herself, her choice of friends, her works and the list may go on and on. However, I feel it would be simpler and easy if we actually overlook the minor skirmishes and appreciate the good traits in her. We tend to forget that everything in this world is an amalgamation of good and bad, and we are no different.  It is important for us to at least try and look beyond the negative aspects of others. When you constantly criticize something which the person sitting beside you might like, it shows disrespect to the other person as well. The person might remain silent for some time to avoid arguments, but not for long. You are most welcome to put forth your opinion, but is always good to keep a check on how argumentative you are becoming. You may not be a free thinker, like the other person in front of you, but you can at least welcome the other person’s ideas and views rather than attacking them without logic.It is important for us to remember the difference between &amp;quot;criticism&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;cynicism&amp;quot;. It is important for the well-being of a person as well as the society at large.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would conclude with a quote which is just apt to wrap-up whatever I was trying to express.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Freethinkers are those who are willing to use their minds without prejudice and without fearing to understand things that clash with their own customs, privileges, or beliefs. This state of mind is not common, but it is essential for right thinking; where it is absent, discussion is apt to become worse than useless”. – Leo Tolstoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindranath_Tagore&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>R.I.P. by Mukul Deva - The Review</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/r-i-p-by-mukul-deva-the-review/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/r-i-p-by-mukul-deva-the-review/</guid><description>R.I.P. The Resurgent Indian Patriots by Mukul Deva is one helluva ride for its readers with the main protagonist along with his associates acting as vigilantes in order to stop the corrupt…</description><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. The Resurgent Indian Patriots&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Mukul Deva&lt;/strong&gt; is one helluva ride for its readers with the main protagonist along with his associates acting as vigilantes in order to stop the corrupt culprits rocking and on the verge of destroying the nation. Right from the cover picture to the end of the story one can enjoy a dramatic and pulse-pounding experience while reading the book. A thrilling ambiance is perfectly created in the very first chapter of the story with three immaculately planned murders taking place simultaneously at three different parts of the country. From there, I can assure you it will be a pulsating journey for the readers. &lt;strong&gt;R.I.P.&lt;/strong&gt; talks about the self-appointed vigilante group K-Team headed by Colonel Krishna Athawale. He and his team of five other Special Forces Officers have deadly plans to free the country of the corrupt politicians and bureaucrats. Being an ex-army man, Krishna and his teammates are incredible in handling complex and deadly plans with ease. Raghav Bhagat, another ex-army personnel, having personal issues with Krishna is the gun for hire, hell-bent on stopping the K-Team. The Special Director of CBI, Vinod Bedi is caught between the crossfire, though with the same intention of halting the plan of action of the K-Team. Along with these characters, there are few other characters like the glamorous news anchor Reena Bhagat and two young boys Sachin and Azaan, who play important roles in taking forward the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While you start keeping pace with the story, you will be ensured full action and entertainment, sometimes extremely similar with a lot of thrilling movies. In fact, my personal opinion is that &lt;strong&gt;R.I.P.&lt;/strong&gt; has all the ingredients for making an intense and engaging Bollywood movie! Once you start reading the book past the first chapter, you will understand how addictive it is. Your brain will be filled with various presumptions of how the story would unfold in the next chapters and how will it conclude. That is the very fact which made the book unputdowndable for me and hope will be the same for everyone else as well. Between all the serious plans, operations, killings and chases, there is also a romantic angle in the story which comes as a brief yet welcome relief and does not hamper with the flow and rhythm of the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story incorporates contemporary events which are making headlines every other day. You will find the anti-corruption movements and agendas which are creating ripples in the society as a significant part of the story. However, the main aspect of the story-telling which is hard to overlook is the striking similarities between the various politicians portrayed in the book with some of the reputed politicians in the contemporary Indian political arena. The first thought that came to my mind while going through the details of such politicians is that Mukul Deva must be extremely brave to in fact pen down such details in a not so subtle way, so as to help the readers understand whom he actually means to divulge. He is also lucky that despite such direct and descriptive portrayals, the book did not have to actually face any major hardships from any political parties or politicians, till now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Certain aspects which I loved about the book is the simple yet nice language used, descriptions of weapons and grenades being meticulously penned down and the fell-good ending albeit the seriousness of the plot and a lot of murders involved. There are certain typographical errors which are hardly noticeable and can be easily ignored. At times you might also find it logic defying as the K-Team carry on their deadly operations successfully time and again without any serious hitches and glitches. If you love thrillers and action stories and even if you don&apos;t, &lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. &lt;/strong&gt;by&lt;strong&gt; Mukul Deva&lt;/strong&gt; is a page turner which will make you fall in love with thrillers with the strong characters and the gripping story-line  right from the work go. Grab a copy of the book as fast as you can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; A definite 4/5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the biggest &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Reviews Program.&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Indian Bloggers.&lt;/a&gt; Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Tick-tock We&apos;re 30 - Book Review</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/tick-tock-were-30-book-review/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/tick-tock-were-30-book-review/</guid><description>It&apos;s been a long time when I had the spare time to read a book. It was known that motherhood comes with a lot of responsibilities, however the presence of the word…</description><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2013 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;It&apos;s been a long time when I had the spare time to read a book. It was known that motherhood comes with a lot of responsibilities, however the presence of the word &amp;quot;never-ending&amp;quot; was unknown to me. While leading a monotonous life, I chanced upon the offer to review Tick-tock We&apos;re 30 by Womenweb. After going through the brief, it seemed to me that the book is the just the one I was looking for at the present moment - a light-hearted, easy-to-read chick lit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story revolves around Lara Bagai and her set of friends. They all are attending the reunion during Lara&apos;s upcoming 30th birthday. It is the story of a weeks’ time wherein a lot of changes happen in all those people&apos;s lives. Lara and Nishad, one of the SN gang members coming for the reunion, made a pact in a drunken state a decade ago to get married in case neither of them gets a suitable partner by the time they turned thirty. The main story is built on this very pact, along with the various sub-plots of the other gang members.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tick-tock We’re 30 is a mish-mash of comedy and drama. The story deals with quite a lot of characters and pens down the trials, tribulations, joys and sorrows of their life. The modern urban setting of the story and the myriad emotions and relationships which the story showcases are easy to identify with. You can put yourself in the shoes of any of the characters as they are all extremely identifiable along with their dreams, aspirations, heartbreaks and more. The wackiness of the characters will take you back to your college days when you were surrounded by adorable friends, jealous friends, pretty friends, crazy friends and not to forget your soul mates.  For you it can be a nostalgic ride remembering the good old days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The author Milan Vohra is the first Mills and Boon author from India. However, in Tick-tock We’re 30 she has not limited herself to the romantic genre which is expected of her. On the contrary, she has successfully portrayed her crazy and wacky side. The story is light-hearted and the easy flowing language adds to the enjoyment while reading. The pros notwithstanding, the book has its set of cons which are hard to overlook. Personally I felt there are too many characters in the story. At times it was difficult to keep track of the developments happening in the lives of those characters. It is an entertaining read for majority of the times, however some of the segments could have been less lengthy and more taut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I described in the beginning, Tick-tock We’re 30 is a smartly written book which is easy to read and simple to understand. The very simplicity of the story and the identifiable characters will definitely keep you hooked to the book from start till the end. I would conclude by saying this is a book which will make for a good travel read. It can also uplift your mood after a long and tiring day as you can see yourself smiling while being part of a journey with the numerous crazy, wild and passionate characters.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Krishna Key Reviewed</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-krishna-key-reviewed/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-krishna-key-reviewed/</guid><description>Mythology and thriller when put together make for an interesting read. However, I have rarely seen Indian authors delving into this genre. Writing a thriller set agaist the backdrop of Indian mythology…</description><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Mythology and thriller when put together make for an interesting read. However, I have rarely seen Indian authors delving into this genre. Writing a thriller set agaist the backdrop of Indian mythology is no mean task. It takes a lot of research and understanding of the subject before finally writing the story. A big applause to Ashwin Sanghi for not being one of those authors who are only comfortable in the tried-and-tested genres, specially the very similar coming-of-the-age stories with sachharine sweet happy endings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ashwin Sanghi must have read Dan Brown&apos;s &apos;Angels and Demons&apos; and &apos;The Da Vinci Code&apos; numerous times as his book &apos;The Krishna Key&apos; resembles them to a great extent. Be it the plot or the writing style, one cannot miss the similarities of the book with those of Dan Brown&apos;s bestsellers. The book deals with the tenth avatar of Vishnu, Kalki. The story recounts the gruesome serial killing done by a man who considers himself as the Kalki avatar. The first of his victims was Prof. Anil Varshney, a noted historian and it was his friend Ravi Mohan Saini, another historian of repute who was wrongly charged for the murder. Saini with the help of his student and her father, follows a thrilling journey in order to prove his innocence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fascinating part of the story is how the tale of Krishna and the story are interwoven. Each chapter starts with snippets from the Mahabharata or more specifically about the life of Krishna. Though the idea of creating a conspiracy theory story based on Krishna is extremely noble and enticing, however in some of the chapters the connection between the two are not explicit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Murder mysteries are supposed to be gripping and The Krishna Key is no exception. The intertwining of mythology and historical facts and incidents accelerate the pace of the story. The book is riveting enough to hold on to your interest and attention. However, the ending of the story could have been more gripping and conclusive. A fine part of the story is the influx of a plethora of historical informations, particularly pertaining to the epic Mahabharata. The various Hindu sites and symbols mentioned in The Krishna Key portray the richness and heritage of our religion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For most part of the story Ashwin Sanghi&apos;s The Krishna Key will compel you to run through the pages in quick succession in order to know what will happen next. The characterization of the people involve in this thrilling murder mystery could have been done more meticulously. The story line is good as it progresses at a fine pace. However, a few typos and grammatical errors could have been avoided as they mar the experience of reading such a gripping tale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pros and cons notwithstanding, a special mention should be made of the great cover design. It is unique as far as Indian books are concerned and will definitely add on to your interest. The thorough research and the remarkable story line also deserve special mention. The Krihsna Key is the first book written by Ashwin Sanghi which I read and I would definitely love to read his earlier bestsellers as I found him to be a fantastic storyteller.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Reviews Program&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot;&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/a&gt;. Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Sexy@Sixty by Namita Jain - A Review</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/sexysixty-by-namita-jain-a-review/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/sexysixty-by-namita-jain-a-review/</guid><description>The age of 60 is a milestone in many ways. One bids adieu to their professional life in order to witness, relish and enjoy things they have missed for years. In other…</description><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;The age of 60 is a milestone in many ways. One bids adieu to their professional life in order to witness, relish and enjoy things they have missed for years. In other words you can live your life to the fullest from the age of 60. On the flipside, with the ageing process knocking at the door, it is also the age when a lot of people grapples with what is referred as &apos;old age&apos; health issues. Sexy@Sixty by Namita Jain is a book which will assist people attaining at the age of 60 to still live an exciting, active and beautiful life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this age of competition and pollution, we tend to forget to take care of our body as well as mind. Sexy@Sixty with the several health and wellness tips and advises is an honest attempt to make your life more meaningful. The main aim of the book is to inform you about the common health related issues and diseases, the severity of which can be reduced with a little bit of lifestyle and dietary changes. It starts with the chapter &amp;quot;Couch Potatoes&amp;quot;. It acts as an alarm for you to leave your sedentary lifestyle and make yourself more active for the betterment of your body and soul. The second chapter &amp;quot;Battle Against the Bulge&amp;quot; deals with the issue of putting on weight, the reasons behind being overweight and how to free yourself from the ugly bulges by undertaking a right diet and correct exercises. A general overview of various common ailments which might mar your well being like hypertension, cholesterol, diabetes, osteoporosis, menopause and arthritis are also discussed in the book. Along with the symptoms and the risks associated with the diseases, the book also talks about the various ways of dealing with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though the book is titled Sexy@Sixty, it’s appeal and relevance can be said to be universal. The main aim of the book is to motivate you to slowly but surely follow a healthy lifestyle. Health and beauty is not only meant for the younger generation. However, if you start taking care of yourself from a young age it will help in keeping a lot of diseases at bay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The main aim of the book is to inform you about the pitfalls of the unhealthy lifestyle and junk diets that have become an integral part of our life. The author has put forth a number of real life cases in front of you in order to fathom the significant changes that you can enjoy with a healthy and balanced lifestyle and diet. Physical fitness and mental wellbeing work in tandem to offer you a noteworthy living. It becomes almost impossible to achieve your physical goals if you are not at peace with yourself. Burning off your stress is, hence, equally important as burning off your calories and fats. The author also offered certain techniques so as to reduce stress and relax and create an aura of positivism around you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I found amazing about the book is that the approaches mentioned for attaining a healthier lifestyle are quite simple and you do not need to shell out a lot of money or time to achieve them. The calorie chart guide, the basic exercise postures and yoga postures presented in the book are immensely useful. It also talks about the various cosmetic surgeries and procedures like Liposuction, Botox, Tummy Tuck and many more which are a rage in the current scenario.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staying fit and healthy is no mean task and involves a lot of committed effort. Namita Jain in her book Sexy@Sixty has repeatedly harped on the importance of following a regular exercise regime and proper diet. The point which I loved most about the book is that it focuses on changing yourself gradually by setting realistic targets and working towards them with sincerity. There are no shortcuts to good health and well being and it is only due diligence which can help you reach your target. Namita Jain, a wellness specialist for 25 years has offered us a handy and one-stop version of health and wellness related topics which we read in the newspapers every other day. After attaining the age of 60 when daily activities reduce considerably, this book will offer you tips and advices and inspire you to stay active, positive and fit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Reviews Program&lt;/a&gt; at  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot;&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/a&gt;. Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>A Review of One and A Half Wife by Meghna Pant</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/a-review-of-one-and-a-half-wife-by-meghna-pant/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/a-review-of-one-and-a-half-wife-by-meghna-pant/</guid><description>Since the time we are born we become an integral part of a plethora of relationships. As we start growing up, we actually start to understand the importance of those relationships. There…</description><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Since the time we are born we become an integral part of a plethora of relationships. As we start growing up, we actually start to understand the importance of those relationships. There are some people who constantly keep on paying obeisance to the relationships around them while there are some who tend to not acknowledge the sanctity of relationships. &lt;strong&gt;One and A Half Wife&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Meghna Pant&lt;/strong&gt; is the story of human relations and how it can make and break the life of a person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One and A Half Wife is the story of a girl-next-door whose life changes along with the trials and tribulations which she faces in the course of her life. The protagonist of the story, Amara Malhotra starts of as a simple girl who lives a life the way her Biji(mother) wants it to be. The strong-willed Biji has only two targets in her life - the first one is to get a Green Card and the second is to get her only daughter married to a rich Green Card holder. The first of Biji&apos;s dreams found shape with the help of her brother and her family leaves India and settles down in America. However enjoying the American Dream was not as easy as it seems to be. With several hiccups here and there, Amara&apos;s non-descriptive life changes when she is married to Harvard-educated millionaire Prashant Roy. Finally, Biji&apos;s second dream also found a fruitful culmination. However, on the very first day of her marriage, Amara saw her vision of a perfect life with a perfect Prince being shattered. Her so-called fairytale marriage was nothing more than sacrifices from her end and selfishness, demeaning comments and indifference towards her from her husband. She was constantly scrutinized and criticised for her looks, her manners and etiquettes by her husband. She tried her best to save her marriage by overlooking the negativities, sometimes stooping down to incorrigible levels, but it collapsed after a few years. With the end of her marriage, the American Dream after which she was running as per Biji&apos;s wishes also came to an abrupt halt. However, life does not stop there and Amara comes back to the place of her birth Shimla to start her life afresh. In Shimla, she is caught in the web between traditional beliefs and modern ideas. With a little compassion and counselling she came to understand what actually is &amp;quot;Her desire&amp;quot; rather than anyone else&apos;s desire for which she has been living and suffering till then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book involves a lot of characters and situations which the readers will easily connect to. It starts with Amara Malhotra being taken to a number of pundits by her conservative and strict mother in order to know her future (especially to know whether their American dreams be fulfilled and whether Amara will find an NRI). Way back in the 1990&apos;s these dreams and aspirations of making a great destiny in the USA were quite common. The story also narrates how a divorce and a divorcee were looked down upon by the society. The story also captures how American Dreams can turn into ashes and how parents can blame their daughter for her failed marriage without even a hint of logic behind them. It also describes the difference between the pre-globalised India and the post-globalized India in a subtle manner. The story also addressed the issue that with modernism the Indian society has also seen the emergence of the “moral polices”, the traditionalists who can exercise any sort of coaxing and violence in the name of keeping the society “clean”, “right” and “safe”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meghna Pant has done a credible job of incorporating the correct balance of humour and darkness along with her fine sense of observation in her debut literary work. The first couple of chapters are quite descriptive but as you keep on reading the story becomes more and more engrossing and addictive. At the turn of every page the haunting question of what is going to happen next in Amara’s life will see you flipping through the pages in quick succession. Though the writer has delved into a tried-and-tested genre, yet her smooth style, humour and brilliant characterization give the story a unique shape. The span of 20 years and the changes which occurs during that time, in the lives of the different characters as well as the society is wonderfully woven within the story. With characters like Amara, Shikha Didi, Lalit and Kanika, One and A Half Wife also shows that if you respect yourself and your desires everything else will fall in place. The coming-of-the-age of the various characters will definitely inspire a lot of people. What I loved most about the book is that the protagonist has been initially portrayed as someone not possessing enough strength of character, however by the end of the story she is the one who dares to display extreme bravado in order to set things right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the beginning of the story Amara knew about only three desires – &lt;em&gt;‘It is God’s Desire.’ ‘It is Biji’s Desire.’ ‘It is His Desire.’&lt;/em&gt; She tried to live her life in accordance to them, failed, then followed her own desires and emerged as the winner. At the end of the story her doting Baba hugs her lovingly and tells &lt;em&gt;‘You know our Big American dream didn’t come true, but our Great Indian dream is turning real. And how!’&lt;/em&gt; The entire story can be experienced and felt in these two lines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would definitely recommend the book to everyone else as it was an enriching experience for me reading it. As a reader I will be looking forward to Meghna Pant’s next fiction wherein, I hope she will explore another genre to bask in its brilliance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This review is a part of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Book Reviews Program&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot;&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/a&gt;. Participate now to get free books!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Summertime Fun with Kyra</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/summertime-fun-with-kyra/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/summertime-fun-with-kyra/</guid><description>Summer season is the time when we actually tend to experience the ill-effects of global warming. The summer of 2012 till date has seen me hopping three cities with fluctuating temperature and…</description><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Summer season is the time when we actually tend to experience the ill-effects of global warming. The summer of 2012 till date has seen me hopping three cities with fluctuating temperature and humidity. Everyone, every other day is praying to God and also resorting to bizarre rituals just to get the glimpse of the Rain God. But suddenly something inside me asked &amp;quot;aren’t summers meant to be hot, that too in a tropical country like India? That voice helped me to stop fooling myself and instead of complaining venture out in order to enjoy the sun and the heat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the new found wisdom, I started thinking of ways to enjoy this summer to the core. The first idea that came to my mind was to give a call to my dear friend Kyra, the globe- trotting, extrovert girl always brimming with ideas. After a lot of deliberations, Kyra and I set out to experience some real summertime fun. I was ecstatic about the fact that in this closeted living, finally we finally got the chance to nourish our body with the essential Vitamin D while having some real fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The plan was to do nothing extraordinary, but to find and cherish memorable moments from the ordinary. Our idea was to relive the good old school days, when summer vacations were meant to be full of fun and frolic. It was that time of the year when we used to eagerly wait to connect and bond with our cousins. We were not burdened with bags, books and results and instead enjoyed activities, both indoor and outdoor, to the core as a family. With Kyra beside me, the entire plan of drenching in childhood nostalgia seemed extremely easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We headed to a small town still retaining its old world charm where one of my cousins stays. Without wasting any time, we started exploring the nooks and corners of the town. There was simply no need to worry about getting tanned as the &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/ilovelakme&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Lakme&lt;/a&gt; Sunscreen was taking good care of that. The never-ending line of trees, the ponds emanating the twinkling sun rays and the small and big houses surrounding them made for a beautiful and relaxing sight. We lazily spent the day walking down the lanes and by lanes, besotted by the chirping of the birds, being soothed by the greenery of the trees and enchanted by the full-bloomed flowers while enjoying the sunshine to hearts content. After wandering throughout the day without caring about anything else it was finally time to relax and rejuvenate. What else do you need when your platter is filled with ripe, juicy mangoes and watermelon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other days were also spent in a similar fun-filled fashion - travelling and exploring the entire town, playing gully cricket with the little boys and girls, bathing in the nearby ponds and falling in love with the sights and sounds of the small town which we generally miss in the large metropolises. Refreshment came in the form of long chatting sessions with my relatives and Kyra, sitting on the open terrace and enjoying the cool breeze over glassful of juices and bowl full of fruits. The detoxified and pollution-free mind and body could not have asked for anything more ideal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How I miss those couple of days of gay abandon amidst the serene natural beauty! The fun and frolic, the carefree life and the sense of becoming a kid all over again during those days, along with Kyra, fills me with happiness rarely known. Wish the days of sunshine never ends or at least come to my life every year and refresh and rejuvenate me in order to face the gruesome monotony of the otherwise dull life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is in response to the fine contest being conducted by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.indiblogger.in/topic.php?topic=55&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Indiblogger&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Time to Change the Disgraceful Prenuptial Affairs</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/time-to-change-the-disgraceful-prenuptial-affairs/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/time-to-change-the-disgraceful-prenuptial-affairs/</guid><description>Walking down the aisle with the person of love is a dream which is cherished by nearly everyone. A marriage is a celebration of love and bonding between two individuals. However, there…</description><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Walking down the aisle with the person of love is a dream which is cherished by nearly everyone. A marriage is a celebration of love and bonding between two individuals. However, there are certain prenuptial customs which can deter the charm and enjoyment of a marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The matrimonial ads have always fascinated me. Even a few years ago me and my friends, in our free times, used to read them aloud and laugh out loud at their sheer absurdity. The &amp;quot;Brides Wanted&amp;quot; ads were so similar, whether it was meant for Hindus, Muslims or Christians. Though I do not follow them anymore, it remains the same till now. The grooms and their parents are always on a lookout for a bride who is &amp;quot;fair, really beautiful, convent-educated with traditional values and modern outlook&amp;quot;. Are they looking for a single girl? The other requirements notwithstanding, people are still obsessed with fair complexioned girls. It acts as a mirror of the Indian psyche which is yet to shed its fetish for fair skin and embrace inner qualities of a person. When I was a kid, there was only the Fair and Lovely advertisement which was seen on TV. The people around me and the culture in which I was brought up gave no importance to superficial aspects like skin colour. On the contrary, priority was given to our education, our thinking and our power to judge things in the future. However, the past few years have proved me wrong again. The consumer market is now flooded with fairness products who unabashedly flaunts their bias toward fair skin. Popular actresses and well known celebrities are all promoting the so-called fairness products. I feel it&apos;s a shame that we are drawing the younger generation towards a notion that beauty is all about possessing a fair skin and not a fair mind. The concepts of fair ideas and fair judgments are nowhere being instilled in the minds of the young people. For a country like India where majority of the people are below the age of 25, I feel there is the utmost need for all of us, at least the so-called educated ones, &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/sftimetochange&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;to be the change&lt;/a&gt; and stop this shameless portrayal of our preference towards fair-complexioned people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a girl the insult does not stop with the ridiculous matrimonial ads. Arrange marriages are something which have been part of our society from time immemorial. The arrangement is done after following a number of prenuptial steps, the first being the grooms side visiting the brides place, with or without the groom! As a part of such affairs, I was a witness to the bizarre methods which some of the family members resorted to.  The reason -  to find out whether everything is fine with the bride. The most interesting thing is that all those were done by trick methods - the girl being asked to serve tea to everyone in the room to see whether she walks properly or not, the girl being asked to lift her sari a bit in a bid to know whether the her facial colour matches her other body parts! Can customs get to be more ridiculous and demeaning?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matching of horoscopes still forms an integral part of a prenuptial list in majority of the marriages, specially the ones which are arranged. The fact that the concept of &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mangal_Dosha&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Mangalik&lt;/a&gt; is still now given utmost importance irks me to the core. Personally I feel it defies logic and reasoning. A Mangalik cannot marry a Non-Mangalik and if such a situation occurs the Mangalik person has to marry objects like a tree or an idol so as to resolve the ill-effects of Mangal Dosha. In this 21st century, wherein people are striving and reaching new feats everyday, certain segment of people are not able to overcome such disgraceful notions. The practice of entering into a &amp;quot;false marriage&amp;quot; makes it all the more undesirable. It is like insulting you for being a Mangalik, thereby ridiculing your birth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a lot of things which irritates us and we are eager to change them at the earliest. However, how much we detest them we tend to succumb to societal pressure and practice them. Though our lives are nowadays dominated with everything science and technology, we are still unable to conquer such stereotypes which were entrusted to us by some people with selfish motives. People fail to understand that it is not our skin colour or our natal time that lead to a harmonious marriage. It is compatibility between the partners along with some spoonful of adjustments which determine the success of a marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a personal note, I would also like to say a blood test before marriage is far more important and its heartening to see that there are a few couples who have vowed to follow this regime. Our skin colour and horoscope matching may or may not result in a successful marriage, but a blood test before marriage will definitely help us in saving our progeny from life-threatening diseases like Thalassemia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marriage is an important phase in our lives. Hence, instead of complicating things it is always better to spread cheer, happiness and positive vibes during the entire affair. It is time we change and distinguish between traditional values and superstitions. We are being educated not just to land up with a lucrative job and a plush apartment, but to think sensibly and to compare between right and wrong. It is important for us to know and imbibe traditional values but without getting trapped by beliefs which are illogical and absurd as that might stagnate the society.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Urban Shots: Bright Lights – The Review</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/urban-shots-bright-lights-the-review/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/urban-shots-bright-lights-the-review/</guid><description>Looking after a baby 24/7 is a gruelling task and a lot of things, which were previously an integral part of your life, are affected. For me reading is one such thing…</description><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Looking after a baby 24/7 is a gruelling task and a lot of things, which were previously an integral part of your life, are affected. For me reading is one such thing which has been adversely affected. However, a couple of months back my husband told me about the Blogadda Book Reviews Program and I wasted no time in applying for it. Now, that I have been chosen to review their recent book on offer, Urban Shots: Brights Lights I am extremely ecstatic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urban Shots: Bright Lights as the name suggests is a compilation of 29 stories by 21 writers focusing on urban India and portraying a gamut of urban characters and their lives. One gets the opportunity to read a variety of genres in this single book. There are the humorous stories to tickle your funny bones as well as emotional and heart-rending ones which will leave you dewy eyed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The very first story from the book, Amul, is one of the finest short stories I have read in a long time. It is a gripping tale of a 10year old terminally ill child who keeps on recollecting the fond and not so fond memories of her dead mother. Certain disturbing facts are unveiled from time to time with the flow of the story. The innocence with which Amul narrates the story will leave you with a heavy heart and you might feel tears rolling down your cheeks while reading the story. Kudos to Arvind Chandrasekhar for offering us such a poignant story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another story which will make you smile and cry at the same time is Across the Seas by Ahmed Faiyaz. The story is set in the times when getting a phone connection at home was an ordeal. It depicts the loneliness of a mother whose son stays in the USA and is not accessible due to the absence of a telephone. It poignantly describes how much the mother misses his son and how even a one page letter from the son changes her mood. It is a dedication to all those parents who make enormous sacrifices and let their children venture out to far-off places for a successful future, while they lead a lonely life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the story Double Mixed by Namita V Nair, extra marital affair is dealt with in a humorous manner. The entire story unfolds in an interesting fashion. However, the best part is the concluding part of the story wherein it is revealed that the little boy is aware of his parents’ extra marital affairs, though the parents try their best to keep it under wraps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another story which definitely deserves a special mention for its rib-tickling narrative is “Father of my Son”. The readers having kids at their home can relate with the story from the word go. It is a thoroughly funny and enjoyable read and the love, warmth and innocence which it emanates will certainly touch your heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The spellbinding collection also contains stories of a pesky neighborhood aunt, of an old physics teacher whose actual interest lies in literature, a mother who can shed all inhibitions and fight for the better future of her children, an artist in love with his legendary city and a lot more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are looking for heart-warming, hilarious and thought-provoking stories written in lucid way, then Urban Shots: Bright Lights is a must read. It is one such book whose stories will retain the freshness even while reading for the umpteenth time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This review is a part of the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book Reviews Program&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogadda.com&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BlogAdda.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Participate now to get free books!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Eve-Teasing - The Social Malady</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/eve-teasing-the-social-malady/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/eve-teasing-the-social-malady/</guid><description>Keenan Santos and Reuben Fernandez have become household names recently, though sadly after their untimely demise at the hands of some rowdy goons. In a tragic incident on 20th October, these two…</description><pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Keenan Santos and Reuben Fernandez have become household names recently, though sadly after their untimely demise at the hands of some rowdy goons. In a tragic incident on 20th October, these two youths were knifed to death for protesting against eve-teasing. While they were being mercilessly stabbed, the crowd stood there watching the crime taking place like mute spectators. It is said that Keenan&apos;s girlfriend was being teased by the main accused Jeetendra Rana when she along with four other friends came out for paan after having dinner at a restaurant. When Keenan protested against the evil gesture, Rana went away only to return with 20 more drunkards. Firstly, they stabbed Keenan and when Reuben tried to save his friend, he met with the same fate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are no words to describe the morbidity of the entire incident. I feel extremely ashamed to even think that we co-exist in the society along with sociopaths like Rana who suffers from personality disorders and can manifest any form of brutality without even an iota of hesitation! As a girl I am very sure that each and every girl in this society, whether pretty or ugly, fair or dark, fully clothed or scantily clad, have faced situations similar to this, if not worse. Though &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eve_teasing&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;eve-teasing&lt;/a&gt; is rampant in India, there are many countries and their citizens who have never heard of such a word. It again reveals the shameful state of affairs of the Indian society.  Thousands of eve-teasing incidents occur every day, most of which are either ignored or unreported. Many people tend to point to the fact that not a lot of girls come out and protest such incidents. My question to them is how many incidents can you protest, when every other day you face similar situations? The action which we generally tend to take depends on the severity of the malady. In some cases you don&apos;t even understand who is physically assaulting you in a crowded bus. What will you do in such cases? There is not only a single manner in which eve-teasing is done. Some of them can be handled by simply being strict, for some others you need to actually hunt for the actual culprit. These psychopaths are extremely intelligent, they know when to catch their prey without getting caught, and if caught they are sure to make things horrible for the victim and their near and dear ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another aspect which caught my attention was the role played by the crowd, of being mute spectators of the heinous &amp;quot;tamasha&amp;quot;. Why can&apos;t so many people muster enough courage to fight against those drunkards TOGETHER? What has happened to the term UNITED? If all those people standing there, rather than being indifferent, fought in unison against those rowdies, the scene would have been different. Maybe the lives of two young people would have been saved. Such incidents again and again prove that we actually make a hype of what is called the Mumbai spirit. When it was actually required, to fight against some highly spirited (intoxicated) individuals, the spirit vanished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the limited time which I get nowadays for watching news channels, what I gathered was that Keenan&apos;s girlfriend, rather than hiding or isolating herself, from the fear of the society, has come out and joined hands with others in the fight for justice. It is clearly and visibly a magnificent sign and my salute to the young and courageous girl for that. There are numerous cases wherein the GIRL does not come out in the open, for the FEAR of nothing else but SOCIETY. The best example which comes to my mind is the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dnaindia.com/india/report_bapi-sen-murder-case-calcutta-hc-upholds-life-sentences-of-cops_1354696&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;case of Bapi Sen&lt;/a&gt;, the traffic sergeant who was murdered brutally on New Year&apos;s Eve, 2003 in Kolkata, while trying to save a girl from being teased and assaulted. During the court proceedings and trials, the girl never came out in the open. She was the person for whom an unknown person fought and laid down his life. Yet, even after repeated urges, she chose to remain a mystery. I simply fail to understand whether she is any better than the culprits. For me she is worse than them who is devoid of any sort of compassion, benevolence and most importantly HUMANITY. How can she live a life being so indifferent and mean? Can she be ever true to her conscience, if only it exists in her dictionary? I hope someday her heart shows her the right path. This incident gives rise to another question on my mind, had Keenan and Reuben died for some unknown girl, would she have shown the same courage as being shown by the girlfriend? I hope the answer is YES and remains so. For stopping such barbarous crimes we need a lot of courageous people. People should consider it their duty to do RIGHT when they see wrong in the society. We, the PEOPLE , if united has the ability to change the society for the better and we all should strive for that, no matter what!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>On Working after Motherhood</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/on-working-after-motherhood-3/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/on-working-after-motherhood-3/</guid><description>When I was a kid I used to tell my Mom that when I have my own kids, I&apos;ll quit working, unlike you. The feeling was strong and always came out with…</description><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;When I was a kid I used to tell my Mom that when I have my own kids, I&apos;ll quit working, unlike you. The feeling was strong and always came out with some sense of negativity. I used to add that every mother should stay at home in order to look after their kids for the few initial years. My mother hardly answered me back citing her reasons of continuing her job though it was obvious that she was facing extreme hardships taking care of her three children along with her full-time job. However, I also noticed that, even after my sly statements, she never ever considered leaving her job and staying at home. I even rebuked all those mothers who left their children at their homes and rejoined their jobs after a couple of months of maternity leaves. Those opinions were the fruits of the insecurities and hardships which I faced when I was left alone at home with my mother working outside. However, as I started growing up, I enjoyed the fact that I have a working mother and enjoyed flaunting it to my friends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now when I have a kid of my own and I stay home the entire day tending to all his needs with full attention and utmost care, I understand the need of having a job which can be termed as full-time. I, now fully understand what my mother’s silence meant when I made those remarks. Its not only about the money, it&apos;s also about my own self. Financial security is essential, as is the mental stability after being a mother. For me being a first time mother was one of the most heavenly feelings one can experience which can never be expressed or described in words. I love to play and pamper my little one and fulfil all that he requires at this stage with as much love, care, sincerity and affection possible. However, in the quest of achieving that I started to feel myself as the Nanny of my child, more than a mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My, being a mother has increased the urge of having a life beyond the confinement of my house. I do feel the need to talk to adults other than my family members. I also strongly feel the need to share my ideas, views and opinions so as to unburden myself of a plethora of problems which I face daily as a new mother. I want to see each day with as much freshness as possible so as to shoulder my responsibilities with renewed vigour and enthusiasm. I want to free myself from the feeling of being a frog in the well. When I came to know about my impending motherhood, I made up my mind that I will teach my child how to enjoy life and free himself from the so-called norms, customs and rituals which the society tends to bestow upon everyone. For me it will always remain a challenge to infuse on to my child the courage to question before following anything blindly. In order to achieve these, I need to fulfil my own desires in order to maintain my mental sanity. Keeping my sanity intact will ensure that I love and give my kid all that is necessary for his proper growth and education as also encouraging him into becoming a brave citizen of the world.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Friendship is Overrated</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/friendship-is-overrated/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/friendship-is-overrated/</guid><description>What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies – Aristotle quoted this long time back. my question is whether this concept holds true in this jet age, where we…</description><pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies – &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristotle&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Aristotle&lt;/a&gt; quoted this long time back. my question is whether this concept holds true in this jet age, where we have apparently become modern yet remain far from enjoying a scientific and modern mind and soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One can find a plethora of friendship quotes celebrating friends and friendship in your life. There was a time when even I was mesmerized by those quotes and thoughts and found them quite believable (I feel that was due to my age). For me my friends were my source of sustenance. Each and every person at one point of time feels that friendship is the be all and end all of life. Friends and friendship are prioritized more than anything else in the world, even family and love. The feeling of having a friend with whom you can share your innermost joys and sorrows brings your romantic side to the forefront. In this age of internet and websites, the social networking sites are filled up with testimonials from your friends. The number of friends in your profile and the testimonials written about you by them bear testimony of how good and popular you are. There are a lot of people who are against such trends and I am one among them. For me friendship is something which does not require show off. There is simply no need to flaunt your friendship by penning down simply good things about your friends, when you are aware that your friend actually bears thousands of negative aspects. There is also no need of adding friends in your profile just because you want to increase your list, though you know they are simply your acquaintance with whom you may not even talk in reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However with the passing of time, my idea about friendship is going through a sea change. Now I, many a times get the feeling that friendship and friends are simply overrated. A friend using you for personal gain and favors is nothing new. However I feel we should not measure how good a friend is by keeping those things in mind. For me there are much deeper things that help us in gauging friendship. A friend should be able to understand you to the fullest and share the deepest secrets without any inhibitions. I have my share of good as well as not so good friends. During certain times I feel as though even my closest friend has not been able to understand me properly, after spending so many years together. I have the feeling that each and every person goes through the same emotion. There have been circumstances in your life which have definitely made you sit back and think whether you are able to put yourself across to your friend properly. Have you ever imagined that your friends at some point of time can subject friendship at the backseat and put superstition and insecurities at the forefront? The beauty and essence of a good friendship is often marred by superstitious beliefs and various forms of insecurities. Hiding things and not discussing issues with your so-called friend just because of some superstition or stigma attached to it do not fall under the anvil of friendship. In my life I have gone through situations where I found, quite disappointingly, that my friends were afraid of doing or discussing certain things with me. Those circumstances have surprised me to the core as they gave me the notion that my friends, with whom I have been living for a long time consider me to be orthodox or dogmatic. Here comes the question of knowing a person thoroughly before making an idea about him/her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another aspect which can creep into the so called concept of friendship is insecurity. Everyone faces insecurities in some form or the other. Some people are upfront about such things while some deal with it intelligently. I never consider my friends as my personal property. There are a large number of my friends who are now known to each other because I took the pain of introducing them to each other. However the same does not hold good for everyone else. Is it seriously so hard to share your friends with the person/people you consider as your soulmate/s? There are some people who come across your life at different points, like your boyfriend/girlfriend or your would-be. It is a fascinating experience to have them in your life as you become familiar with a lot of new emotions attached to them. For a normal person it becomes extremely difficult not to talk about the special person with a special friend. After my marriage I have seen people, who hardly know me, discussing with me about those special persons and moments. Those people found me trustworthy of discussing such very personal things with me and even making their special persons a part of my life. Those small gestures really made me feel special and they owe huge THANKS from me! However I have felt the absence of such a feeling when it comes to my near and dear friends. At times you come to know of certain things so late and sudden that they simply leave you shocked and stunned, unable to react.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You still consider your long time close friends an important and integral part of life, discuss and share every joy and sorrow at the earliest. You may feel something missing in your friendship and constantly strive to fill up the gap. Yet at times the gap grows beyond recovery and it becomes useless mourning about the fact. When you become pragmatic and come to terms with the fact, you get the feeling that the beauty of the relation has been sacrificed. The question of expectation plays a significant role here. For me it is fine if you don’t want to discuss certain things. However when ultimately you give the news, don’t blame it on some lame excuses like being superstitious or not sure about how the person will react to it. It is important to understand that your true friend might not always agree to your decisions and can also give you suggestions at certain times which you may or may not like. It is however wrong to presume such things as you may witness a completely different scenario occurring in your favor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nowadays I have the feeling that life and along with it the different relations changes manifold after a certain age. You cherish and flaunt having numerous friends and love showing-off the testimonials. With you growing every day, all those friends turn into mere acquaintances. You start running after your life and career and a time comes when you sit back and ponder why your friendship did not last the tests of time, for life. How you wish then that the words uttered by Aristotle remained true for all times and ages!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>A Perspective on Religious Rituals</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/a-perspective-on-religious-rituals/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/a-perspective-on-religious-rituals/</guid><description>To begin with, the sentiments and opinions written in this post are entirely mine. They have nothing to do with any particular religion or the rituals associated with it. It is just…</description><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;To begin with, the sentiments and opinions written in this post are entirely mine. They have nothing to do with any particular religion or the rituals associated with it. It is just to share my traumatic experience which happened in the name of religion and above all, GOD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It happened just a month ago - the immersion ceremony of Goddess &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muthyalamma&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Muthyalamma&lt;/a&gt;. She is one of the many forms of Goddess Durga/ Kali.  We all know idols are taken for immersion in processions.  From my childhood, I had been a great admirer of such processions. The sights and sounds of merriment associated with processions always mesmerized me. Though I had never been a part of such processions, yet I adored them to the core. To ever have a negative outlook of such processions is something that I never imagined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The immersion procession for Goddess Muthyalamma also started in a similar fashion of enjoyment. At around 9p.m. a procession went past my house. I enjoyed the sounds of the crackers and the dhaks, relished the prasad along with my parents. It was all nice and good. Being the month of May, it was extremely hot and humid. The day being a Saturday, I went to sleep quite late unknown of the fact what lay ahead. It all started at around 2p.m in the night. The electricity went off and I again cursed the Bangalore Electricity Board for being so inhuman. But the fact was that it was the beginning of long night of processions of a dozen of idols through the narrow lanes of Bangalore. Puja organizers from various parts of the city followed the same route for the immersion event. The quite narrow 3rd Cross of Kalappa Layout being one of the chosen paths. Each and every organizer gave their best shot to make the event successful. They finely decorated the idols, hired various kinds of dancers and instrumentalists, decked them with peculiar outfits and also managed to get the noisiest of firecrackers. All the idols stopped in front of every alternate houses and thus advanced at snail&apos;s pace. The local people, aware of such annual events, were busy offering pujas to each and every idol. The sound of the firecrackers and the dhaks kept on increasing. In the midst of it all, I made a failed attempt to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My parents were staying with me during that time. My father is a cardiac patient and my mother, just a month ago, broke her femur bone and was operated. They were taken aback by this bizarre manifestation of religious orthodoxy and sentiments which give a damn about the problems of people. Suddenly, in the middle of the night they roll out a series of firecrackers covering the entire lane, with numerous houses on both sides, and lit them. My mother woke up from her slumber due to the abrupt noise and was shaken badly. It was like a nightmare come true.  The thunderous sounds and peculiar sights went on for the entire night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The organizers neither care about the kids, aged people and patients, nor about the laws of the country. Without going into the details of such laws, it is by now a known fact that one is not allowed to burst sound emitting firecrackers from 10p.m. to 6a.m. Then how does so many organizers dare to do something unlawful and are still not being punished? Is it only because of religious beliefs and reverence? I feel no religion in the world believes in making life difficult for the people. Being religious is a personal choice, but showing your reverence by not thinking about others is an idea which is unfathomable. The religious festivals, ceremonies and rituals are meant to bring happiness and cheer in ones life. I was never overly interested in religious rituals and this incident enhanced my dislike for them. There could have been many patients, elderly people and infants who suffered terribly and were traumatized because of the entire night of darkness along with nerve-wracking sounds. According to me one should not become so orthodox that they stop thinking and caring about problems faced by others. It is fine if you cannot help someone, but you do not have the right to make people suffer at your whims. Religion and the things connected with it are supposed to create togetherness, bring joy and not pain. We all should remember we have some responsibilities towards society and we should take utmost care not to forget them under any circumstances.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>The Idea of Beauty</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/the-idea-of-beauty/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/the-idea-of-beauty/</guid><description>It is said &quot;beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder&quot;. My question here is what is the BEAUTY that the eyes look for? Is it the beauty of the outer appearance,…</description><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;It is said &amp;quot;beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder&amp;quot;. My question here is what is the &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beauty&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;BEAUTY&lt;/a&gt; that the eyes look for? Is it the beauty of the outer appearance, the beauty of the talent or the sheer beauty of the heart? The age-old notion have been that when a girl looks for a prospective partner, it is his talent that counts and for a guy it is the appearance of the girl that matters. With the change in time the ideas have also seen drastic changes. However, the fact remains the same - one has to have a certain special quality or has to be the proud owner of beautiful looks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many times have we actually looked for a person who is devoid of all such characteristics, but the mere presence of whom can warm our heart, bring a smile to our face and can create an aura of optimism? It is true that in today&apos;s world, full of lies and deceits, someone with a heart of gold is hard to find. People strive hard to meet their daily requirements, in this fast and competitive world. In the process, all the innocence and purity of mind and soul take a backseat. Notwithstanding, there are still people who value the concepts of trust, innocence, purity and clear conscience. They might not be great charmers or people of fine intellect, but the ones whom you can trust and have faith. They respect their elders and love the younger ones and can go to any length to keep their near and dear ones happy. I have been lucky to actually come across such people. It was surprised by the fact that they never nurtured negative emotions like jealousy or grudge, which is extremely hard to find. As they were free from such negative thoughts, they never resented any actions or comments. In your moments of agony and anguish, they were the ones to fill the heart with ecstasy and joy. You can say that we have our friends who are always there in times of our need. But the people I am talking about can bring a smile even in the face of the strangers. They do not differentiate between friends and strangers. It is a bliss to merely sit with them, without even uttering a single word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This kind of people are very rarely found. But do we actually look for such people? We always seek for a person who is presentable, possess certain characteristic talent or is rich, as a potential match. It is like an incentive when along with the aforementioned features, we get someone who is endowed with the beauty of heart and mind. Will it ever happen the other way round is my concern. Will the purity of heart, sympathetic soul and a crystal clear conscience ever find its due praise and reward?&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Bengalis in Bollywood</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/bengalis-in-bollywood/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/bengalis-in-bollywood/</guid><description>Bengalis have always been proud of their tradition, culture and intellect. It is true that there is no dearth of talent in Bengal. But people in Bengal also possess the tendency to…</description><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bengalis&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bengalis&lt;/a&gt; have always been proud of their tradition, culture and intellect. It is true that there is no dearth of talent in &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bengal&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bengal&lt;/a&gt;. But people in Bengal also possess the tendency to over indulge in the feel good factor and in the process become cocooned in their shells. From the time I started understanding concepts like intellect and culture, I found that Bengalis are of the opinion that people in other parts of India are not able to judge them without bias, though every other talent comes out from the soil of Bengal or are Bengalis settled in other states.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be it in literature, art, music, direction, we can go on citing examples of gems which Bengal has produced. From Nobel laureate &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindranath_tagore&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Rabindranath Tagore&lt;/a&gt; to  freedom fighter &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subhas_Chandra_Bose&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Subhash Chandra Bose&lt;/a&gt; to the Oscar winning &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satyajit_Ray&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Satyajit Ray&lt;/a&gt;, the list is endless.  Though they were renowned all across the globe, yet for some reason or the other, their talent was never given its due worth in India. Just like any other Bengali, as I started to grow up, the idea that Bengalis are not properly recognized in India started creeping in my mind. With so many years of nurturing, the idea has become an integral part of me now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, in recent times, I feel the trend has changed a bit. For instance, if we take the case of Bollywood cinema and music, we can see that from the beginning itself, the Bengalis have carved a niche for themselves. We have had movie directors like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hrishikesh_Mukherjee&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Hrishikesh Mukherjee&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basu_Chatterjee&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Basu Chatterjee&lt;/a&gt; creating masterpieces like Golmaal, Chupke Chupke, Anand, Abhimaan, Rajnigandha, Khoobsuraat, Ek Ruka Hua Faisla and many more. We still have a bunch of talented directors like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pradeep_Sarkar&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Pradeep Sarkar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anurag_Basu&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Anurag Basu&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shoojitsircar.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Shoojit Sircar&lt;/a&gt; making movies worth watching. The &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bollywood&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bollywood&lt;/a&gt; music scene has been blessed by names like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salil_Chowdhury&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Salil Chowdhury&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hemanta_Kumar_Mukhopadhyay&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Hemant Kumar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manna_Dey&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Manna Dey&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kumar_Sanu&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Kumar Sanu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pankaj_Mullick&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Pankaj Mullick&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bappi_Lahiri&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bappi Lahiri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shreya_Ghoshal&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Shreya Ghosal&lt;/a&gt; notwithstanding geniuses like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sachin_Dev_Burman&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;S.D.Burman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R.D._Burman&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;R.D.Burman&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kishore_Kumar&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Kishore Kumar&lt;/a&gt;, who boast of the Bengali lineage. The most prominent addition to this list, according to me is &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonnie_Chakraborty&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bonnie Chakraborty&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bonnie Chakraborty is the singer behind the immensely experimental and successful song, Emosanal Atyachaar from the movie &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dev.D&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;DevD&lt;/a&gt;. Though he has his own vision of music and does not belong to the so called Bollywood fraternity, yet, in recent times, it can be stated that he is the only &apos;find&apos; amongst male singers in Bollywood. His exceptional voice quality and versatility can be gauged from both the versions of Emosanal Atyachaar song. The first one is the Brass Band version, fully bindaas and over the top, having extreme mass appeal. It is a song which will be liked by one and all, from the autowallas to the music pundits. However, the rock version of the song is the one which I like more. Everything about the song is awesome, be it the music blend, the tune or the singing. Bollywood music has hardly experienced any proper Rock song. The vacuum has been now filled by this single, mind blowing song. What made me all the more astonished is the way Bonnie Chakraborty has rendered his voice in both the versions. When I heard the Brass Band version and came to know it was sung by him, it was quite hard for me to relate him as the same voice behind &apos;Prithibita Naki Chhoto&apos;. One is intentional raw, loud and over the top singing while the other is subtle, lyrical and pure rock. What a prolific singer he is! Though he no longer stays in Bengal and is not part of the Bengali band &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krosswindz&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Krosswindz&lt;/a&gt;, yet he made me immensely proud in being a Bengali. It is heartwarming to know that he is working with reputed and talented music directors including &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A._R._Rahman&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;A.R.Rahman&lt;/a&gt;. Hope and pray to see him at the helm of Bollywood music.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Splitsvilla2 Theme Music</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/splitsvilla2-theme-music/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/splitsvilla2-theme-music/</guid><description>I know a lot of peple will be quite surprized to see me writing about something like Splitsvilla2 or anything related to it. It is true that it&apos;s not worth wasting time,…</description><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;I know a lot of peple will be quite surprized to see me writing about something like &lt;a href=&quot;http://mtv.in.com/splitsvilla/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Splitsvilla2&lt;/a&gt; or anything related to it. It is true that it&apos;s not worth wasting time, writing about something as superficial as a reality television show like Splitsvilla. However, I coouldn&apos;t stop myself from writing about the Theme Music of &lt;a href=&quot;http://mtv.in.com/splitsvilla/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Splitsvilla2&lt;/a&gt;, set to tune by the popular Indian band &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agnee&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Agnee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The very first time I heard the track, I was bowled over by the mesmerizing tune.  Neither it is a song, nor is it absolutely instrumental. The music has a particular tone set in tune. I am sure, whosoever listens to the music will find it extremely haunting. The tune is simple yet touching. The music, in totality, is able to convey a lot of feelings which makes it all the more amazing.  Love, hope, happiness - everything is put across in a very subtle manner. As you listen to the music, you tend to experience certain feelings going through your heart and mind, which are difficult to write in words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People may be thinking I am crazy as I can write a complete post about the theme music of a tele series, but as I told you, in the very beginning, I am not able to stop myself. I am an ardent music lover. I love good music of all kinds, though I prefer not to listen to the really Hard Rocks. Before this music, I have listened to a couple of songs of &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agnee&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Agnee&lt;/a&gt; like Sadho Re and Kabira and must say all of them were superb. I loved Sadho Re, especially, as it had all the ingredients of a good song - enchanting tune, superb lyrics and fine voice.  Now, after listening to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://agneelive.com/docs/player.php?file=agnee-the%20love%20song.mp3&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Splitsvilla2 theme music&lt;/a&gt;, I have become an even more bigger fan of Agnee.  It always feels good when you know that there still exists certain bands which are not trash, who really love music and work hard for offering a good prooduct to the listeners. So, if you want to listen to a music which will definitely touch your heart and take you on a trip, then make sure you listen to the Splitsvilla 2 theme music. For enjoying some more songs of Agnee, you can click &lt;a href=&quot;http://agneelive.com/docs/audio.php&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Rock Culture and Bengali Rock Bands</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/rock-culture-and-bengali-rock-bands/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/rock-culture-and-bengali-rock-bands/</guid><description>MUSIC... Music has always been my love and passion. Right from my childhood days, music has always been an integral part of me. Today, here, I take the opportunity to share my…</description><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;MUSIC... Music has always been my love and passion. Right from my childhood days, music has always been an integral part of me. Today, here, I take the opportunity to share my passion for Bengali Band Music with all of you. Bengal is a land of rich literary resource, numerous musical legends and a huge and very active middle class society. The land boasts of a plethora of talents in the cultural sphere including Nobel laureate &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindranath_Tagore&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Rabindranath Tagore&lt;/a&gt;. The genre of music which was almost absent from the scenario was Rock music. Bengali music first encountered a wave of modernization in the 1970&apos;s. With &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moheener_Ghoraguli&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Mohiner Ghoraguli&lt;/a&gt; and their new and experimental genre of music, the new generation of youngsters were encouraged to express their myriad emotions like nostalgia, aggression, pain and anguish more zealously in a common channel. This new trend in the musical sphere at that time did not find many takers. But the credit for the emergence of 500 plus Bangla Rock bands today will definitely be put to &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moheener_Ghoraguli&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Mohiner Ghoraguli&lt;/a&gt;. Their alternative form of music was not able to grab the crowd during the 70&apos;s , but they became the visionary for the upcoming bands and gave birth to rock culture in the land.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, most popular bands enjoy an advantageous position where their albums sell like hot cakes the moment they hit stores. Band performances are the &apos;in-thing&apos; and draw huge crowds mostly comprising of young school and college students, notwithstanding the age defying music loving uncles and aunties. Bangla music is for everybody. Though there is a surge of very hard rock bands in the recent times, yet most Bangla bands make sure they retain the distinct Bengali flavor in their music in spite of the heavy guitars and drums. It is this blend of western instruments with indigenous lyrics and tunes that imparts Bangla music it’s distinctive charm. Kolkata proudly offers platforms like Nazrul Manch, Someplace Else to cater to the tastes of the hyper active and enthusiastic audience for English and Bengali rock music and also help the bands to showcase their creativity. Pioneering Bands like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chandrabindoo_(band)&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Chandrabindoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cactus_(Indian_Band)&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Cactus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhoomi_(Music)&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bhoomi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fossils_(band)&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Fossils&lt;/a&gt;,ParashPathor have carved a niche’ for themselves in the Bangla music scenario with their own distinctive style of music and performances. Bangla band music has become the lifeblood for the average Bengali youngsters. One can relate to the music as most of these popular songs portray the life of an average Bengali and his sentiments, his dreams and ambitions, his heartaches and infatuations, his joy and nostalgia, life and death. Various aspects of the society including it&apos;s flaws are also offered to the people in lyrical form. Large segment of Bengalis are immensely inspired by this form of music and are even ready to quit promising careers to the call of their passion. They want to do something exclusive and more meaningful and be an inspiration for the future generations. For that they are ready to defy every impediment coming their way, be it tradition, critics or even cultural limitations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music is a medium that transgresses all limits and goes beyond all boundaries. Bengali music was always rich with &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindra_Sangeet&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Rabindra Sangeet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nazrul_Geeti&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Nazrul Geeti&lt;/a&gt;, songs by &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atulprasad_Sen&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Atul Prasad Sen&lt;/a&gt; and also Adhunik or modern bengali songs. People dared to think beyond them and experiment with the other genres of music. The bengali bands broke the shackles and gave the audience the taste of rock music. Though most of the bands are influenced by western bands like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_floyd&quot;&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_doors&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;The Doors&lt;/a&gt; and musicians like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_dylan&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimi_hendrix&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Jimi Hendrix&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simon_and_garfunkel&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Simon and Garfunkel&lt;/a&gt;, yet they have succeeded in keeping the distinct bengali touch in their tunes as well as lyrics. Bengali rock bands have come a long way and with a bright future ahead they have the the scope to spread the music far and wide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below is a preview of a couple of my favorite songs of &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moheener_Ghoraguli&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Mohiner Ghoraguli&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/yQmOOCCT4DY&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class=&quot;embed embed-video&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/fA1-BvbNIf8&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; allowfullscreen allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Water - An Enemy</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/water-an-enemy/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/water-an-enemy/</guid><description>Yes, water can act as an enemy. Yesterday, I saw a tele-serial which dealt with the issue. It was a story of a doctor and her fight, set up on the backdrop…</description><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Yes, water can act as an enemy. Yesterday, I saw a tele-serial which dealt with the issue. It was a story of a doctor and her fight, set up on the backdrop of a temple. The doctor witnessed a peculiar trend of people being admitted to her hospital with similar symptoms at a particular point of the week. She found out that people visiting the nearby temple, known for its miracles, and consuming the &apos;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.experiencefestival.com/a/CHARANAMRITA/id/151372&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;charanamrita&lt;/a&gt;&apos; were the ones with the symptoms of the fatal disease. With more probing, she came to the conclusion that the charanamrita water, being polluted, was the main culprit. From here started her fight against superstition and stigma. She tried to convince the management of the temple as also the people, but without any success. She proposed to shut down the temple for a few days in order to clean the water. The management took offense to it. The local system was also of no help. She received a little help from the media initially, but found herself alone at the end. Eventually, she had to give up her life to prove herself correct.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story, for me, is nothing new. Satyajit Ray, in his movie, &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ganashatru&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;Ganashatru&lt;/a&gt; made in 1989, has already dealt with the crisis. The phenomenon of people consuming polluted water in a temple and still considering it holy shows how glaring the problem is. In India, Ganges, the holy river has a large number of temples at its banks. As we visit these places of worship, we are alarmed to see the amount of waste floating in the water which people use. Religious fanaticism and superstition do not deter people from referring that water as &apos;holy&apos; and which can cause miracles ! It is understandable in a country where a large segment of the people are illiterate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The actual problem lies with the management, who take advantage of such superstition and fanaticism. India is a land of temples where many of them have been pronounced as tourist spots. We can actually witness a lot of foreigners thronging here and there along the threshold of the temples and the areas surrounding it. Being a tourist spot the temples draw a huge amount of money as donation. Hence, the management does not want to close a temple for even a single day. Here, comes to the forefront the perils of greed even when the place is on the verge of an epidemic. It is the media which can play an active role in unmasking the voracity of the management during such times. On the contrary, what we generally witness is the collusion of the media and the bureaucracy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anything, which is the source of an epidemic, be it water or a bird, should be treated with immediate effect. Rather than shying away from the responsibility, it is always better to prevent it and cure it. The management, on humanitarian grounds, should be generous enough to help volunteers and activists solve the problem rather than dismissing them by terming &apos;heretic&apos;. There are a lot of people who are aware of troublesome water surrounding temples and generally avoid visiting such places. So, in order to attract more tourists in the future, the management should extend their helping hands rather than criticizing others. The water supply system should also be checked on a regular basis so that problem of this magnitude does not occur. It is the co-operation of the management, waste management by the people and a little bit of help from the government and not the menace of the bureaucracy which can, in reality, make the temples and it&apos;s surrounding areas &apos;holy&apos;.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>To Be or Not To Be A Mother !</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/to-be-or-not-to-be-a-mother/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/to-be-or-not-to-be-a-mother/</guid><description>To become a mother is a dream that almost all women nourish and cherish. From the day of conceiving to the day of delivery to being a first time mother to nurturing…</description><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;To become a mother is a dream that almost all women nourish and cherish. From the day of conceiving to the day of delivery to being a first time mother to nurturing a baby to a fully grown person, motherhood is an experience which gives a woman sense of fulfillment. Eastern culture of Western culture, the joys, sorrows and struggles of motherhood remain the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, we also keep on hearing about incidences of abortions, or leaving a baby just after birth and even neglecting a child&apos;s upbringing. There might be several reasons for these incidences, though they are unwarranted. Patriarchy, caste and religion and segregation of people due to them, play a significant role in many such occurrences. Sometimes some unavoidable circumstances also lead to termination of pregnancy, but we are not going to discuss them in this post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is about my friend - a friend who wants to be a mother but is facing opposition for no apparent reasons. My friend married her boyfriend after courtship of nearly 8 years.  There were hiccups regarding the marriage, but their love for each other and their will power had the last laugh. It&apos;s been two years now and they have understood the real meaning of &apos;married life&apos;. They never had problems with each other, but things were made difficult by the people surrounding them.  My friend, though somewhat unhappy with her life, found some happiness from the fact that she is going to be a mother. Here, again, she faced the opposition from none other than her in-laws. They are against her pregnancy, for no apparent reasons and even asked her to undergo &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medical_termination_of_pregnancy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;noopener&quot;&gt;MTP&lt;/a&gt;. This friend of mine, already facing health issues, spent a week or so crying and sobbing, not knowing what to do. Finally, everything was solved when her husband and brother-in-law intervened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My question here is when everything is fine, why do others tend to destroy the happiness?When a husband and wife does not have any doubt of giving birth to the baby, why are the parents-in-law interfering? The decision of having a baby or not should entirely depend on the partner or the would-be-parents. Nobody has the right to interfere in their matters by bestowing unsolicited advice and making things complicated.  Marriage, as it is comes with its own set of pros and cons. For a girl things are much more demanding as she enters an entire new family, away from her comfort zone. When a girl becomes pregnant, she undergoes a lot of hormonal changes. That might make things quite difficult for her. In such a time, what she looks forward is a bit of love, care and understanding from her near and dear ones. Isn&apos;t it desirable to provide her with some extra support and care rather than marring her happiness?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We, in India, consider family to be an important part of our lives. Family is where the heart is. We respect our elders and give love to those who are younger to us. While making important decisions we take the advice of our parents. For me, all these thing are fine as long as we draw a line. There are things which are decided best without the parents meddling. Parents must also understand when and where situations and relationships can turn sour. Giving advice is fine, but asking your daughter-in-law to abort a child, just because you feel they are not ready for parenthood! Really, are we living in the 19th century?  The decision to be or not to be a mother is first and foremost a mother&apos;s prerogative. It should be the partners deciding and no one else has the right to get involved in that!&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>Human Emotions and Actions - Confusing</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/human-emotions-and-actions-confusing/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/human-emotions-and-actions-confusing/</guid><description>Yes there has been days when I get really confused by the manner in which a person acts or reacts. A couple of days ago I came to the conclusion that even…</description><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Yes there has been days when I get really confused by the manner in which a person acts or reacts. A couple of days ago I came to the conclusion that even a simple game of Dumb C can evoke so many emotions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A beginner of the game is utterly confused of how to enact what is given to her! She is also concerned about what others will say about her or her inability to enact her topic properly. This was making things difficult.  Adding to it was the presence of some over-confident people. They were able to properly enact their scenes. It was all right till then. And then they started to make fun of the new person playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It may be a playful friendly act, but the effect of it may be somewhat different. Maybe the new player will loose all confidence in him/herself, become all the more embarrassed. When we were kids our parents always taught us not to make fun of anyone&apos;s inability or disability. People like me, sensitive and emotional, do take those words seriously and never resort to mockery or fun to belittle others. At times, mockery and fun with friends, within limits, is good. It actually deepens the friendship. But there are situations when such fun may hurt someone&apos;s ego and confidence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, everyone is good at something or the other. Then there are some people who can emote well and can speak well while expressing themselves. on the other hand, there are people who tend to keep a lot of things within themselves. So, rather than being  judgmental we can, during certain times, put ourselves in the other person&apos;s shoes. It will let us spread our horizon of understanding on a plethora of human emotions, actions and passions. People who are hyperactive, not shy in front of other people and quite good in certain things, often tend to boost their ego by making fun of people who does not possess those qualities. Life is not all about ego. People should remember that. At the end, everyone has to die. It&apos;s your work that will be remembered and not your action. So it is always better to get out of the campus life, understand the various facets of a person, help them overcome their shortcomings and carry on with your good work. Not only will it boost your confidence, it will also induce a sense of well being. You will also be able to face your conscience and say that you have never hurt anyone intentionally and have tried not to unintentionally as well.&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item><item><title>A Democracy of Unsubstantial Votes</title><link>https://haimanti.net/blog/a-democracy-of-unsubstantial-votes/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://haimanti.net/blog/a-democracy-of-unsubstantial-votes/</guid><description>The General Election in India, in every sense of the term, is a game. It is a game of money and power along with politics. With uncertainties prevailing everywhere and with terrorists…</description><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;The General Election in India, in every sense of the term, is a game. It is a game of money and power along with politics. With uncertainties prevailing everywhere and with terrorists taking all measures to disrupt the peace and security of the country, this year the election was seen as a movement for drastic changes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every political party as well as the media was of the idea that, with the Mumbai attacks fresh in the mind, people in large number will participate in this years election. There was a mass outcry after the terror attacks on Mumbai. People in large numbers stepped outside of their secure lives at home and held the government responsible for the attacks. The news channels were fighting with each other over getting the maximum TRP&apos;s by providing every possible detail, which were best avoided under such a situation. Celebrities were all over the places, putting forth their views and candlelight vigil became a random sight. So, the general election was thought to be the place where all these angry and disillusioned people will make use of their democratic right to give India a better future. The actual outcome showed a different picture. In Mumbai the voting percentage, surprisingly decreased by 3%. In the 2004 elections, the participation of the citizens of Mumbai was 47%. This year it was a mere 44%. On the whole, it was quite a dismal show throughout India after the first three rounds of voting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now my question lies, what happened to all the people who retorted the words &amp;quot;Enough is Enough&amp;quot;. Voting is your democratic right and is best when majority of the people exercise it. Whether you like politics or not, it is the base of any country. You can create a hullabaloo when a crisis situation occurs, but when you can do your share to stop such situations, you simply ignore it. Excuses galore for absenteeism in elections and one such is the weather and the heat wave. Here I want to put forth that my mother, who is at the wrong side of 60 with several health issues, was concerned how will she go out and vote in this extreme weather. I, being more concerned about her health, told her not to strain herself. In case of this extreme weather, it is better to avoid going out, at least at her age. But then what she told me can be an eye opener for a lot of people. For her it is more of a moral issue, when you have the right of voting why abstain from it? It&apos;s only a matter of couple of hours of difficulties which afterwards gives you the pleasure of doing your bit for the country. How I wished the people across the length and breadth of the country shared similar feelings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is perfectly fine to come together and form protest marches, candlelight vigils. I am not against them. Everything said and done, it is also the citizens&apos; duty to act, as actions always speak louder than words. Voting is a system which you can make use of by exercising your democratic right to vote. So why not use the system to change the system?&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item></channel></rss>