India is a melting pot. People from across the world visit our country but are often here for too fleeting a time to grasp the complex nature of the nation. Some believe that we are not a progressive people, and still call it a third world country. Many foreigners still harbour the illusion that our country is backward, poverty stricken and a land of snake charmers and cart drivers. It is a little disconcerting to think that outsiders may have such a skewed image of a country which is really too diverse to fit into a mould. That is probably why there were many who were not particularly happy when a rather dismal and squalid portrayal of our very own Mumbai slum-dwellers found a global viewership through the Oscar-winning Slumdog Millionaire. Personally however, I was euphoric and over the moon when the movie won accolades from across the world. The riveting and sweeping Slumdog Millionaire is truly a classic.
If you ask me, India is a multi-religious, secular, cosmopolitan and enterprising country. Indians are doing phenomenally well in all areas, be it education, management, business, music, films, science, or even the pageant industry. Any discerning world citizen, irrespective of where he hails from and takes more than a passing interest in world affairs will know that we are ready to join the list of superpowers of this century. Jai ho!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Phases of Life
Phases of Life
Perhaps the happiest days of our life are those during infancy – days of unbridled joy and insouciance. You don’t have to worry about work, or responsibility, or anything at all. You are mollycoddled and taken care of. You are so naïve and oblivious to your surroundings and can get away with the most outrageous of activities. To me, a timeworn, tired adult, childhood seems to be a phase when I was perpetually dazed, not bothered about anything and leading a perfectly placid life.
As we reach our teens, peer pressure catches up with us. Some even give in to this pressure because they want to be liked and feel coerced to change their attitude and follow the herd.
And finally when you reach adulthood life’s complexity overwhelms us completely. We wish we could go back to the simplicity that we enjoyed as children. We look in vain for what we never lost in the first place but which simply got obscured by the concerns of the present. And sometimes we forget that all we have to do is ask.
Perhaps the happiest days of our life are those during infancy – days of unbridled joy and insouciance. You don’t have to worry about work, or responsibility, or anything at all. You are mollycoddled and taken care of. You are so naïve and oblivious to your surroundings and can get away with the most outrageous of activities. To me, a timeworn, tired adult, childhood seems to be a phase when I was perpetually dazed, not bothered about anything and leading a perfectly placid life.
As we reach our teens, peer pressure catches up with us. Some even give in to this pressure because they want to be liked and feel coerced to change their attitude and follow the herd.
And finally when you reach adulthood life’s complexity overwhelms us completely. We wish we could go back to the simplicity that we enjoyed as children. We look in vain for what we never lost in the first place but which simply got obscured by the concerns of the present. And sometimes we forget that all we have to do is ask.
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