A lot has happened and yet I return to this blog. So maybe the constancy is more than the change. I came across a horrible video on Instagram. One Indian woman (and nationality is important here to bring out the absolute mindnumbing hypocrisy of the shit-shame that we are filled with) is exposing her breast seductively and breastfeeding a seven-year-old boy. Now before someone gets oafish and says that it is the mother's prerogative to breastfeed or not...we don't know if it is the mother. I am quite sure that the child did not give permission to get recorded on video, and it was blatantly sexual. I reported this to Instagram - this and another video where a brother and sister are fondling each other in the living room with a caption that says, "When parents are away..." I got a message from Instagram telling me that they have reviewed these videos and they found 'nothing offensive about them'. And this is in light of the baying for blood happening for India's Got Latent.
A long time ago, I had read that Socrates and/ or Aristotle would hold discussions in the Town Square about any and every topic. Nothing was taboo. They would discuss the ethics of murder, the necessity of patricide, etc. - things like this. One day, they were discussing incest and some people were rationalizing it. After all, if consent exists, why should biological bonds stop them. When the Emperor found out about this, he shut them down and imprisoned a bunch of them. The last frontier was the legitimizing of incest. And that is already happening when we are villainizing same-sex relationships and all that.
I think the putrification of society has happened already. If you live in these times, I wonder how it is possible to stay unsullied with all this. This kind of corruption is bound to creep into the mind.
Things have been getting out of hand with some people. Drivers, cooks, etc. - taking advantage of Papa because he cannot keep track of things. When I hold them accountable, then they threaten to leave but my father doesn't want them to because he has gotten used to them. So I have to put up with this sort of shit and crap. I need to take care of this house here so I can't move in there - where the neighbors are so noisy that I cannot work from home.
This is when people suffer from anxiety, depression, and horrible situations at home. If money has not been earned honestly (not just through thieving and murder or dacoity - but even not putting your best intention forward), then there will be medical and legal expenses. An ayurveda practitioner in Kerala had told me that. Of course, the denouncers will not agree. But it is a fascinating premise to observe, record, and reflect on.
Anyway, here are all the things that I am grateful for:
1. Papa is well. I am extremely angry with him but he is well. As long as there is life and health, much is possible.
2. I had been to Elephanta with a friend. It was such a glorious trip! The various Shiva statues are quite stunning. They have cleaned up the place, the ferry ride was wonderful and the mini train ride was fun, fun, fun! I tried out raw, cut starfruit for the first time! It was delicious - with mirchi and chaat masala, etc.
3. Got home safe.
4. I had deep, nourishing sleep after a long time. It was nice. Maybe the walk in the afternoon sun was tiring. So I did that and I was so tired and dusty - but my head hit the pillow and I slept.
5. I got through the day safe - as in I was not physically harmed. In today's times, from what I see, that much is enough.
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