Friday, April 19, 2013

Death and its idiosyncrasies


March 26th 2013

I’ve always wondered how it feels, to watch someone or something die. It maybe a dog you grew up with or a tree you planted, which withered away or even a person you are close to. My grandmother says that when one person in the house is ill, it shows, because the environment at home is different. I lost my grandfather almost 4 years back. Paternal grandfather. He used to visit us often and my memory of him was having with a toothless smile that reached upto his ears, a round protruding belly, sparse hair. He was someone lovable, likable. His photo is hung in the living room. You can see the age on his face. I have memories of those occasions when he and my grandmother used to visit us or we used to visit them or we met at functions. I have never really interacted with him much, as far as I remember. But what I do remember was that he used to support me always, pamper me by making something that I liked or buying something for me, you know, small things that grandparents do for their grandchildren. And most of all, I have this clear memory of him standing beside us, handing out a towel for us to wipe our hands and face with, each time we had a meal. And this was true for all the grandchildren. He suffered during his last days. He was diagnosed with motor-neuron disease.

And as I type this right now, I see my grandfather, maternal grandfather, looking out of the window and taking deep breaths. We just got the news that my grandfather’s sister-in-law is no more. He pulls up the chair and sits in front of me and speaks, “When I initially came to Bombay, I stayed with my brother and sister-in-law for 10 years in Santacruz. She used to take good care of me, I never ate at hotels, always came home for food.” He adds, “No one will marry a bald woman now, it used to happen only in those times. She used to never step out of the house. Very rarely did she wear a wig and step out, rarely. She was 89 years old.” I’ve never seen my grandfather cry. Except once. It  felt strange, I remember. It is like one of those things that you never expect you’d see. Maybe death too is like that? No one foresees it, though we all accept its inevitability.
I remember an incident from those days when I used to roam around in frocks and ponies, when an uncle in my grandparent’s building passed away. My grandmother seemed visibly upset, with her hand on her head. I went upto her and posed a crude question, “when he was alive I’ve overheard people talking ill about him. Now that he is dead why are they gathering at his place, consoling his wife and making sad faces? We too were never close to them, then why are you so upset?” My grandmother, furious at my question, asked me to go to the next room.

So, I never really got an answer for that- Why do we lament when someone passes away? Is it because we realize we wouldn’t have them around anymore? Is it because we regret the wrong we have done to them? Maybe, we remember all those times we hurt them and never apologized. Maybe we realize that we have lost a relation which others around us still have.

 I do find death strange, because it makes us feel for even the most distant person. Maybe as incongruous it is, the feeling that we experience at the time of person’s death is perhaps one of the most humane feeling we might ever experience in the course of our lives. Unadulterated and genuine. 

Friday, March 30, 2012

What just happened?

"I love this show..it's soo awesome" Avnita texted her friend, Suchi. It was almost 1:50 a.m.
Avnita was watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S. She loved the show and could watch it for hours! She also had the habit of sitting up late in the night, chatting, listening to songs or reading novels.She rarely slept before 3! After that she browsed through a few channels. They weren't much strict at home either, she had just turned 18, and deserved a few extra liberties!

Channel 128 HBO: Rocky 2--> not interested.
Channel 129 Pix: 102 Dalmatians--> not seen. Watch watch watch- said the voice in her head!

Few bars of chocolate in one hand, a novel to read during the breaks, her mobile lying by her side, and she got her source of entertainment for the entire night. Her dad did come and call her a few times, but never persuaded her as it was vacations after-all...maybe he should have, he felt later!

She went off to sleep at around 4. Got up at 6, restless. She went ahead to grab the toothbrush and the toothpaste.
A jitter and the next thing she sees, her toothbrush and the paste were lying down. "What happened?!" she wondered! Ignoring it, she went ahead and brushed. Over the past few days, those jitters were recurrent, appeared periodically and randomly. Some days, she spilt the tea all over the place.. some days, it was something else! At times, she found herself staring inattentively and unusually at something. And each time, all she could think was, "WHAT JUST HAPPENED?". It was scary, though  she pretended that it didn't bother her. Until one day, when she finally confided to her parents about what had been happening to her from the past few weeks. An appointment with the general physician, and then a neurologist, and the next thing she knew she had loads of wires stuck to her scalp and was all ready for an EEG, which revealed that she suffered from- Epilepsy. Juvenile Myclonic Epilepsy.

"Huge name!" she thought to herself. He added that, perhaps, she had these seizures before too, but hadn't noticed them until lately. She was told that her late nights, her long hours on the computer, T.V., visit to a discotheque (even if she ever wanted to) should all be avoided. She tried to remember, what was her age? Right, 18. She had a whole life ahead of her, and that moment she had to make a decision- about how she wanted to take the news. She could either crib over it or get over it and move on with life. Her parents regretted for not having noticed it earlier! They empathized, worried and cursed their fate. Avnita knew time healed everything and she would one day learn to live with it too. But the question remains, was it anyone's fault anyway? The answer is NO! Because this form of epilepsy is said to be idiopathic, i.e. has no known cause.

A disease is something nobody really wishes for, however, today the world around us replete with people suffering from disorders- some visible, while, some not so visible. While awareness about disorders such as diabetes, cancer and AIDS have increased to a certain extent, neurological disorders such as epilepsy, Alzheimer's disease, Autism, Dyslexia and soo many more still remain unknown to the masses. There exists about 600 neurological disorders. And in a developing country like ours, most of the time, due to lack of awareness, the neurological disorders are regarded as "madness" or "behavior due to possession by demons". I agree, it ain't easy to make everyone aware about everything. But can't we atleast make an effort? If we do maybe, thousands of other Avnitas too, will gather the courage to look at life with a new perspective. I say this, because, we need to remember disorders do not see money, status or age..they can happen to anyone, anytime. We need not become overly obsessed and panic over small things, but there is no harm in being aware, so that next time we do not ignore even minor recurrent head-aches or back-pains.

Our body always gives us a warning that something is wrong, we must learn to identify and listen to it!

The reason why I chose to write on this topic was, because this is all that I've been reading about in the past few hours:
http://www.theage.com.au/victoria/epilepsy-research-brings-award-to-australian-expert-20120329-1w17i.html
http://tribune.com.ng/index.php/community-news/38383-epilepsy-is-not-madnessneurologist
http://theadvocate.com/utility/homepagestories/2419751-129/a-teens-take-for-march
http://epilepsyfoundation.org/resources/featurestory/John-Olsons-Story.cfm
http://epilepsyfoundation.org/aboutepilepsy/faq.cfm

P.S.: The purpose of this post was NOT to scare anyone! It was solely to bring to light about the existence of epilepsy-probably, a highly misunderstood disorder, just like many others, for that matter.

Regards,
Rithika

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Social networking or Show of chutzpah?

Recently, Aishwarya Rai Bachchan delivered a girl. The media's frenzied and desperate attempts to catch glimpses of Beti B, were in vain.  Meanwhile, there was a completely different section of people going ga-ga over the news. Some congratulated, some were delighted (as if it were their own!), some were unperturbed, while some others went into a completely different angle- posting morphed photos, suggesting names, jokes about Salman and Viveik, fake accounts, debates regarding whether or not it was really Abhishek's daughter etc etc.The social networking sites that we log onto everyday give us, let's put it, as a a sense of security of our image of what we are, how we display it and how we handle it. Editing and changing profile pictures makes us look prettier, probably, having loads of friends posting on our walls makes us feel 'special', by changing our privacy settings, we show the world only that side that looks 'good'. If we limit it to that we become like any other person having an account on the site. But what if we crack a joke at the expense of someone else, or make a taunt, or a lot more easier- just take a dig at the latest celeb-news.


Networking- for the better or worse? 


Status: 
Aishwarya Rai gives birth to a girl! :D
Comments:
Dumb person 1: Wonder if it's even because of Abhishek! Acting to karna aata nahi hai! ;)
Dumb person 2: ^ LOL. sahi bola be! ;)
SRK-Karan friendship, Salman being spoilt brat , Viveik's press conference, Amitabh latest endorsement, Kareena-Shahid breakup- the Indian media, leaves no stone unturned in keeping the masses updated with the daily affairs of Bollywood celebs, but do we need to prod over it and talk anything we want to about them or their personal lives?Now, many might say that in the glam-business, nothing remains personal. Says who?If we have the benefit of posting whatever we want about them, why not give them benefit of having a 'little' bit of space? Their being celebrities, does not make them devoid of their rights! No, I'm not on some sort of a celebs ka hakh-mission. It just irks me beyond limit that how do literate people too, end up commenting or posting such stuff! Just because SRK is really close to Karan Johar, he is gay? Just because Abhishek can't act, we question his paternity? Seriously??!!
Once while debating about the existence of casting couch in Bollywood, one of the guys I know claimed that he did not have any respect for a particular actress as he had seen videos of her "casting couch". All the more coming from a guy, who himself had the image of a perv and flirt among girls. I wonder if we would talk the same way about "bhhudha" Amitabh Bachchan, or "gay" SRK or "wannabe" Vidya Balan, if they were right in front at that time! Gossip being posted about starlets, B-grade actor vying for media attention makes sense probably, but why actors who have made a mark and proved a point? They might have hundreds of drawbacks, but the fact remains that at they end of the day they are the ones owning a 15-crore worth vanity van while we sit in front of our laptops and post dirt about them, stuff that they might probably even never come to know. Humor is good, till it makes everyone happy. But why post stuff about someone, just because we know that they are never going to come to know about it? Is that why we even create accounts on social networking sites? Forget "Live and let live" atleast, try the ultimate Golden rule- "A man should treat others, as he would like others to treat him."


"Just because I am an actress, why should anyone dare to assume that I have no morals?" 


- Preity Zinta.


Is it just me, or has this practice indeed affected our sense of sensitivity? Do we really need to stop and think about what do we want to prove? Because if we don't put a check on it, Kapil Sibal surely will! :|
Think about it! 




Regards,
Rithika


Tuesday, November 22, 2011

It wasn't the end after all...

She was waiting at the coffee shop. People walking, talking, clicking photos, celebrating someone's birthday...she had a date. It had been quite some time, that she had not made an effort to actually go out and impress someone. She was never the kind of person who did that, actually! She used to like a guy, and wait...wait till HE came and approached her. She was 21 now. As she took the first sip of cappuccino, her mind wandered back to the time...when she was 15...her first crush...her first date....the feeling of being 'committed'...for the first time.

It all seemed a bit blurred now.But, she remembered a few things...she always recollected them...whenever, wherever possible...those memories still bought a smile to her face, albeit it was reduced from the teeny blushy grin to a lady-like poised smile. She tried to rewind- the uniforms, her first cellphone, the first exchange of glances, Y! messenger...and as time passed by, they became daily chat buddies. So much so that, they even had fixed timings to come online. She knew everything about him...yet liked him..as he was. Accepted him..just like that. As the wind blew, she slid back the few strands of hair that covered her face, reminding how he had done the same...once. He liked coffee. Does he still do? 'coz she had never liked it!
So many memories. silly teenage love. Yet, even after all these years, unknowingly, all she looked out for in every man she met, was his face. Had he changed now? He did look better with the rugged look. It all started like a fairytale...unexpected, breezy and everything seemed perfect! It didn't last long though...few days? a week probably? She wondered what went wrong...but then, not of any use analyzing it now..was it? Her friends used to initially listen to her, when she cried, missed him..wanted to talk to him..but as days passed by, she realized that it had started annoying them too. They said, he cheated on her. Did he? She never got the answer. Now, she didn't have anyone to ask to, as no one ever stayed in touch. Neither those friends, nor did he. She looked at her hands...he always said that, hers were baby soft...still was! She removed her ipad and logged onto Facebook. She wanted to visit his profile. But, something stopped her and she closed the browser. She used to, at time, try the last number she had contacted him on, but it didn't exist any more. It had been the same story, everyday. Every time, she was not in a party...not busy with a project or assignments, didn't have a novel to read or had just seen a romantic movie..for the past 6 years. She never cried these days thinking about it...she had stopped that long ago, when he walked out of her life. But, she wondered if anything would be the same again. Would she like it, if everything became like it was. Maybe no, she was so used to this routine, that it had become a habit.
She wondered how many girls he had been with over the past few years...did he ever think about her? Atleast on her birthday night? Had he fallen in love for real with someone? What would she do if she saw him now, with his girlfriend. She knew she couldn't forgive him...neither could she forget him. As much as she tried, she didn't want to. She tried diverting her attention to the little toddler pulling her kurti. She bent down to play with it, when she heard a heavy, manly voice, "Abhilasha Banerjee?"
She turned around and looked at his face, a well-built guy with a goatee. And, that voice!!
Perhaps it wasn't the end after all...

Image courtesy: Google

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Let yourself go! :D

I FINALLY managed to catch up with one of the recent releases, saw a film called 'Zindagi na milegi dobara'.
And, no, I wouldn't say that it was an absolute masterpiece, or a film which has a superb story...not too much of masala, neither too much pre/post release hypes...nor any item number!
All this film had was 3 things:
- Brilliant music
- Breathtaking locations
- Life!

Basically, it's just about three friends who are out to face challenges and tasks chosen by one of them. They all are too much entangled in their own lives, and yet somehow manage to meet up and fulfill the 'pact'. If you've watched the movie, you'll notice that when Hrithik and Farhan are set and ready to face the thing that they are afraid of the most...their heart beats..louder and faster! They listen to it, take a deep breath and dive in (one into water and other into sky!).
The moment Hrithik dives into water, he has Katrina (his love interest) beside him, supporting and holding him...guiding him all the way along...
When Farhan jumps into the air, he shouts...shouts his lungs out and calms down...and when he does that he feels the cool air hitting his face...and slowly you notice the growing smile on his face!

I too, suffer from Acrophobia (fear of heights)...and ekdum real...(with all that shivering and sweating!) and yet, when I saw that smile on his face all that came to my head was "Mahn! I have to do this!"

We never realize how fast time flies off...We run, work and toil to earn..in the process forget to live..And, as each day passes by, even children are pushed into doing the same. One day will come when parents might end up creating a FB account and buying a cell-phone for a child even before they are born! For godsake, that phone is just to talk only when it rings...not otherwise!You work hard, so that we can support your family...so that your children get the best possible education and all the other stuff, that you never got...you sacrifice everything you have, to fulfill those responsibilities and in the process, forget you have a life too. We humans are weak...we don't know how to live in claustrophobic places and yet, due to our superb adaptability, we adjust..and move on! Till a day when you reach old age..no teeth, wrinkles, and grandchildren around...a point where you may have fortune, but no life...You've done everything for your children but nothing for yourself. And then one day something happens and then...you say, "We sacrificed everything for you"..while your children reply "Well, I never asked you to do that!"
Often we bind ourselves to responsibilities that probably never existed. I agree, that it is a competitive and expensive world, and you have to be practical, blah blah! But, think about it...you never gave birth to a child just to stay away from it and earn money! You taught the child how to stand, trust him..he'll find a niche in life ...just be there to support him... There is no use of the money you earn if you aren't there to leave him to school for the first time...or to see your daughter drive the scooty for the first time! Times change, so do people! A little love, support and time from your side will be remembered a lot more than the money you spent on his classes. The other positive side, you will be doing the thing that you like the most...clicking photos of your child, picking her up from school or having snacks with her friends. Don't do things which you feel you ought to do, do things you want to do...at the right time, right place! Tomorrow atleast you wouldn't be regretful about the way you lived.
How many of us even know what is that one thing that makes your heart beat louder and faster? How many of us have tried to face our fears till they don't exist anymore?
Stop postponing that 'ideal vacation' you had planned...just pack your bags and go! Don't hesitate to tell that girl in your class...yes, the one who sits in the third row 2nd bench that you like her...for all you know, she might be feeling the same! Lower the windows of your car, and put your head out in the rain!

Because, sometimes those small li'l things are ones that matter the most...

Because sometimes...you just have to...

get mantal and...LET YOURSELF GO! :D





Dilon mein tum apni
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Nazar mein khwabon ki
Bijliyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Hawa ke jhokon ke jaise
Aazad rehno sikho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise
Lehron mein behna sikho
Har ek lamhe se tum milo
Khole apni bhaayein
Har ek pal ek naya samha
Dekhen yeh nigahaein
Jo apni aankhon mein
Hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Dilon mein tum apni
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
(If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive
If you carry dreams in your eyes then you are alive
Learn to live like the free waves of wind
Learn to flow like the sea does as waves
Receive every moment in life with open arms
Every moment is a new beginning seeing with your eyes
If you carry surprise in your eyes then you are alive
If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive)
-Farhan Akhtar in the film


Regards,
Rithika


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