So says someone who posted on my FaceBook. And she speaks the truth.
Talking of this truth makes me wonder how much of the ‘history’ that we have read is the truth? And that takes me to another question, ‘what is truth’? Hope I am not confusing you, but it is a logical question I’d say.
For what is true to me, is not necessarily true to another. When I sense something, it goes to my brain which attaches meaning to it – and this meaning is not necessarily the same as someone else’s meaning. My meanings are derived from my preconceptions – my worldview. Thus, since everything we perceive is somehow shaded by our worldview, it is rather difficult to pen down truth without having the attached bais – whether the author means to add it, or not.
Thus objectivity fails. It fails me as I write this blog which is history in making. (No no, I am not sounding mighty and high, it truly is history in making – history is written record of human life.)
But the very fact that everything written is subjective means that when we read something we should consider who the author is, the person who wrote it. So when we read history, we should understand that it has been written by the winners and shall sound great and mighty and in favour of the winners.
But well… blogging could change that a bit maybe.. Maybe the history written by the common man is the truth that we want to know more about?
Who's the bad guy?
Now that Osama has been officially declared dead, I wonder who is going to be the next ‘bad guy’.
The fight between good and evil always exist (well the good needs to do a lot of good to itself, and needs a bad guy to bear the brunt of it all). We have seen major BIG bad guys defeated – the soviet communists, then the evil Saddam and recently the Bad Osama.
Now the bad guys are dead, should we expect peace?
I really doubt it. I am just waiting for the announcement of the next bad guy! Any guesses anyone?
While we are waiting for the annoucement, why dont you watch MegaMind. Since I just watched it yesterday, I wonder, what would happen if the bad guy becomes the good guy? Or will the ‘good’ guy ever let the ‘bad’ guy become good?
I just happened to read this news item in Kashmir Times. It talks of how women in Kashmir have started using scooter as a convenient means of transport and of the acceptance of the idea among the locals. To me watching a woman drive a scooter is the idea of freedom – beautiful freedom!
Some years back the idea of a woman driving a scooter would certainly not ‘look good’ for whatever reasons. I remember having a discussion with a guy quite some years back my pen-name Sakooter itself. The guy found it funny that I supported hijab and talked of scooter. To me it was weird that people actually have a problem with something as simple as a means of conveyance which saves women a lot of trouble. There would be some who would even go to the extent of calling it un-Islamic. (Am I raising eye-brows somewhere?) Don’t open your mouth yet.. wait up… didn’t the women in Arabia travel on a camel? Do you see a co-relation?
I would certainly think travelling by a scooter would bring us way closer to morality and Islam. Weird as it may seem, it avoids the uncomfortable situations in which women put themselves in those overloaded buses where there is hardly place to breathe in.
I would say scooter is certainly the way to go! Yay! Its the sakooter speaking of-course!
SRINAGAR, Apr 30: Sometime back, a Kashmiri girl traveling all alone in public transport would not go down well with the people here, thinking of it as an open invitation to all kinds of trouble. However, one is not too surprised to see the Kashmiri ladies riding two wheelers not only within city but even outskirts. This trend picked up last year, when Jammu and Kashmir Bank announced its special Scooty scheme aimed at providing two wheelers to girl students and working ladies of the valley with a maximum finance of Rs 50,000 to be repaid in 60 monthly installments.
This scheme transformed once a dream Scooty for an ordinary Kashmiri girl into a go-getter. Pinks, blues, whites–available in various colours, designs and makes have made their presence felt in various motor showrooms of Kashmir and proving to be good business source too.
While for the showroom dealers, women scooters are turning out to be a prized revenue source, for young women it is surely a boon.
“Girls riding Scootys is epitomizing a new wave of independent women who do not need her parents or friends to accompany them every time they step out. Initially, though we did not see too many women riding two wheelers out on the roads. But certainly, the number of women scooters in the valley is on an increase,” says Dr Maroofa, a sociologist.
Meanwhile, the girls who are the ‘proud owners’ of these Scootys feel a sense of liberation from the daily hassles of public transport, eve teasing and in the process save some bucks too.
“In the wake of auto fares, bus fares increasing, possessing a Scooty becomes a blessing. Without having to wait for buses, autos, avoiding unnecessary male attention, I certainly am happier after buying my scooter. I can now travel anywhere I want, anytime with my Scooty,” quips Shazia, a college goer.
For many working ladies, riding Scootys initially meant hitting back by their male colleagues and unusual stares on roads. But even such things are changing now.
“I am in a sales job for a cosmetics company. My job requires a lot of travel with least expenses. Hence buying a scooter was the best available option for me. Earlier, there were a lot of inhibitions, especially the undue comments by male colleagues. I would avoid traveling to far off places alone on my Scooty. But our society, seems to have fairly adjusted with the idea of women traveling alone, in their vehicles- be it a two wheeler or a four wheeler,” says Razia, sales girl.
If owning a scooter is a matter of convenience for women, being a good driver and avoiding scuffles with men are some words of caution by the policewomen for the ladies.
“Although nobody can raise any objection with a female riding a vehicle, but we see a lot of school girls who dot have even driving licenses riding them. It is very essential to be a trained driver first and then enjoy the experience,” adds Fehmeeda, a lady cop.
(Kashmir Times, 30th April 2011)
Close your eyes and think of yourself as a child. Think of what used to amuse you and what made you happy.
The little pleasures of life.
As I do that, I think of our garden and me sitting in the porch looking at the little in our garden tree with yellow flowers all over it. Yes its spring and the grass is turning green. Everything looks fresh. And a yellow flower in my hand.
And the day is ending, darkness hiding the bright day light. Its time to go inside.
What a question? Some years back, I used to feel so disgusted (and I mean DISGUSTED), when I saw women discuss what they cooked every single day! I mean seriously, when there is so much happening in the world – so many things to ponder upon, why in the world are women stuck to this? (and of course the discussion of other not-so-noble things)
But today I understand!
And it doesn’t feel good to have belittled them.
It might not be the most crucial topic of discussion, nor would it affect the
world. (But then how much of the intellectual discussion people have really has any influence on the world?) But I have come to realize that it is a routine that women mostly get stuck in (whether they like it or not is a different question). And had not they got stuck in that, we wouldn’t know what it feels like to yearn for the food that your mother cooked!
Food is good, so what’s wrong with cooking? 😉
Well this isn’t the first time I have written I am back, or as I read a tweet from Rubban, BRB – my brb didn’t quite become a brb all this while. Where have I been? I have been hibernating…and that’s the closest I can get to explaining my absence.
I have been here.. online most of the time but still not writing. My train of thoughts that are so sakooterish went hidden somewhere.. and I just couldn’t get myself to write. I guess there have been too many changes that life has brought. And seriously, its good to be back. I haven’t rummaged at my key board like this for ages.
First of all aplogies to my dear readers. I do understand many of them just gave up on me. I was about to give up on myself but I shall not. Thats my ninja way.. (sidethought: I have been watching too much naruto lately).
Anyhow, the reason I disappeared was – actually there is no one reason. There are many reasons. I got married, have a beautiful son now Alhamdulillah.. and there have been too many things going on in my mind – from the BIG reason that we live our life as we do to actually reaching that purpose. (Oh that is another of the headache’s I’ve been having.)
Other than that, on a professional end, I started off with a design studio and am working hard to do good work for my clients.
I havent had time to do good photography except some rare opportunities that I make most of. I haven’t been reading (other than all that technical stuff.. #&$^#&$(*).
🙂 Seriously, it feels good to be back! Alhamdulillah! and I hope this time I continue and don’t fall back…
I saw little kids scream out loud, “Save Dal Lake!”. What I found most amazing was the fact that adults had stopped shouting out, but the kids just wouldn’t stop. To me the fact that they continued screaming Save Dal Lake was the sweetest and thought provoking incident. Read on.. this is news item from GK. I will inshaAllah post more pics!
Srinagar, Oct 25: In a first of its kind environmental awareness campaign in the City, kindergarten students Sunday participated in a run for Continue reading
Why? is a good question, but not all whys have answers that are going to come to them automatically!
It feels like ages since I wrote! Well I do write, coz that is what I get paid for, but that is different… blogging is different!
Anyways, the weather round here is so very nice today. It is indeed a treat to all fasting here! Ramadan Kareem!
I wish to write more. and InshaAllah I will.
🙂 Am I being optimistic?
The world’s largest democracy is scared. The irony of it, it isnt scared of armed gunmen, but of unarmed peacefull protestors who would just want to go out in the streets and tell the world that they want “Azadi” or freedom from India.
And it is the fear that has forced India to deploy hundreds of armed men — in addition to the existing thousands that are in the valley, to stop civilians from walking into the streets under the banner of freedom. And this is the curfew that forced men and women into their homes. Anyone who walks out has to face the bullet.
The local TV channels have been closed — sending of sms from mobiles is disabled — soon I guess even access to the internet might be closed.. and who knows this might be my last post…
Kashmiris want their right to freedom. That is what they wanted to tell the world and that is what the curfew imposed stopped them from doing — partially, for there have been men who dared the gun and got gunned.
Not just that, there were others who were killed even when they werent talking of azadi, but just wanted to get the bare necessities — the access to which has been rendered impossible by the curfew. Yesterday, a son and father were shot dead in Dalgate area of Srinagar. The fault was just that the boy had gone out to get milk and when shot dead by the Indian armed forces, the father came out to question and got shot too. This is a story that I heard by word of mouth. There are many others that I do not know of. And many many of these will go unreported.
The Indian media unfortunately is downplaying the whole issue by screaming out loud and inhumanely that it is India’s internal issue. I wonder why the wolrd community has shut up.
We have seen intervention in other countries where people were repressed. And now that the issue is of a disputed territory, why is the world quiet.
Maybe the world is scared. But what makes me glad for once is the fact that India is scared. Scared that the truth will come out…