Scribbles

In Mohanlalganj, a woman was allegedly gang raped, brutally assaulted and murdered. Her private parts were mutilated .yes it is a country where woman is just the object to consume and where rape is the mistake men commit. This times no writing on regular rhetoric on rape. Today the question is why woman’s body and private organs are abused in public both verbally and physically. Like nirbhaya,in this case victim’s private parts were assaulted with sharp objects. It is clear, our society can rape woman with eyes. Mentality, masculine organ, finger and any damn thing that can be forced into a woman’s body. How we reached so far? In ancient times woman’s breasts, vagina, clitoris were worshiped. The power to give birth to new life and later feed it was immensely sacred. But civilization, as it advanced (degraded), woman’s private parts were made derogatory. All the verbal abuse is in the name of woman’s private parts. Everyday people abuse mothers and sisters. We are s

Long queue of unmarried ,single women in front of Lord Shiva’s temple in the auspicious saawan month(as Hindus say).In North India especially in small towns, villages, b-grade metros it is a conviction that if you impress lord Shiva this season ,you will get the perfect partner(conviction so malign). Hindi TV news channels that otherwise just exist to give cheap entertainment, come to newer low in this season. Special astrology shows are manufactured to tell the ways how to impress lord Shiva. The so called gyan gurus create fear that if a woman remains unmarried what terrible situation it may create for her, family and society. They tell them to keep 16 Monday fast solah somwar and offer Shiva with milk, yoghurt, honey, bel patra etc. etc. I feel in order to get the partner for life all one needs is consent of two individuals who are ready to share roof, bodies, love and life. But welcome to the great nation ,here first you need to impress lord Shiva with so much endu

Kabadiwala ,kabadiwala echoed in the air, ragman’s voice faded away, as he left the locality. He went and took along with him my priced possession –collected newspapers. Insane. But only I know, how insane I would have been, if I did not practice collection over the years. Though ragman’s voice faded, but in my heart it will never fade. In afternoon, I sat quietly on the floor, felt empty and lost-this feeling often occurs in artists as we often isolate ourselves from the outside world. I was feeling more depressed and less alive. Ragman took away all my tones of newspapers; I collected over 5-6 years. While he was weighing the newspapers into the kilograms with his taraju , I thought only those who have their bylines over the print and those associated with the story know these newspapers are bible. To others they are the rough paper, used as samosa trays and  for other eatables, as mat on the railway platforms, to make kids shit on these. In India newspaper is used for all

Every time I attend a social gathering, I am exposed to the fluke parameters set by society (which itself is fluke, and is nothing), for little girls of beauty and raising them like princess. Every time I switch on TV and see advertisements, I am exposed to the illusionary world created for women. How the advertisements of looking pretty has eroded and murdered real substance of women. Why little girls have to be as cute as Cinderella, or as white as snow white? Why is it that all the way she has to appear as princess because society loves and adores princess? When these little girls grow up the yardstick of appearing pleasing gets uglier..Why a woman has to be always dressed nicely and with lots of mannerism? Why world loves dolls? Thanks to venomous advertising industry for creating superficial and substandard images of womanhood. If advertisers are to be believed a woman has no other business except to worry about her hair, pimples, skin tone, expensive dresses that it