Posts Tagged ‘change’

The diaper change from hell

February 11, 2013

The joys of having a son….

It’s been a few days…

July 24, 2012

…since I last posted, and goodness knows how I coped…but I feel happy to report that I *have* coped.

I returned to an empty house, with the contents of all the cupboards strewn about as the painters were painting the inside of all of them….could not find a single thing, there was no telephone, no internet…it was total chaos, accurately reflecting the chaos in my mind as I began the first day of the rest of my life….by myself.

Over the past week, I have turned out even more cupboards, and got most of the flat painting and allied jobs done, and though the flat is still looking as if a whirlwind has passed through it, it now is a smaller whirlwind. (Yesterday I could not even sleep on my bed as my clothes were scattered all over it….I slept on the couch.)

But with it all, I’ve managed to attend the regular 3rd Sunday outing to Bannerghatta, to take an NTP trip to Yercaud, and catch up with friends, too…and keep up with photography and posting, too. Yes, in the process, LJ and WordPress fell through…but my thoughts have been chaotic, and really not worth expressing at negative have they been, most of the time.

But I have people like as examples, so how can I remain down? The jet lag is slowly going away in spite of being extended due to the presence of workmen in the home all day…and my mind, too, is getting calmer. I’m off to Chennai today (back late tomorrow night) to see the people who probably are the only “family” I have left.

But I’ll leave you with the entertaining patter of this magician, who performed just before the show of Disney’s “Aladdin” (the musical) that I went to watch before leaving St.Louis.

Funny….an Indian going all the way to America to watch the *American* rope trick!

Caring for children….

March 28, 2012

My friend, Saritha Rai, has started a new fortnightly column in the New York Times online-

click here to read her article on day care, and night care

I posted this on a mailing list to which I belong, and here are two responses:

(he doesn’t post on LJ)

For the heck of it I post a slightly edited version of something I said
elsewhere. The language was designed to trigger particular switches in the
target audience 😀

Children need mummies and daddies to grow up as healthy well adjusted
individuals. The institution of marriage evolved for just this purpose and it
was aided by joint families. The institution of marriage unfortunately
trampled on women’s freedom and rights.

The women’s rights movement and the desire to “set free” female sexuality from
the burden of childbirth led to the development of contraception and laws that
dissolved marriage more easily. That in turn led to societies in which
multiple sexual partners for male and female became easier as part of freedom.
Single mothers by choice also became more common without having to face
criticism from society for having a baby outside of marriage. But children are
themselves an economic burden and a restriction of freedom as is marriage. So
couples without marriage and without kids are the ultimate in financial and
physical happiness. This is the ultimate freedom. Marriage and children are
bonds that reduce physical, emotional and financial freedom. Freedom from these
bonds constitutes modernity.

Archaic and oudated societies such as Hindu society encourage freedom
restricting ideas like “Dharma”. Dharma demands the bondage of marriage and
children as a duty. Dharma restricts freedom and by insisting that couples
have children. This is a disaster for individual freedom and wealth.

I am sure the state can look after children as happens in advanced countries
and old people can go to old age homes courtesy the state. This gives people a
lot more freedom. Sexual freedom. Financial freedom. Freedom to travel. etc.
Every individual has to decide for himself what he wants. You could choose the
route of bondage and outdated laws and restriction of freedom. Or you could
choose a free society. The former conforms to dharma, the latter is adharma.

And from (he no longer posts in LJ, like so many others):

The many liberated Communist states have their favorite coping phrases
to describe their transition to a market economy and its effect on
society. When human and economic dreams soared and crashed
unpredictably, and when the emptiness of communism was replaced by the
emptiness of capitalism. When chaos prevailed.

India went through an even greater transition in the last 70 some
independent years, second only to the Chinese cultural revolution, and
yet it’s gone unnoticed. Like the silent killer of the night,
inconspicuous yet deadly.

Under the literate tradition of Raja Ram Mohan Roy and later the Nehru
– Gandhi dynasty, a cultural and western educated elite operating
presumably centuries ahead in their thought than their obedient
compatriots, three hundred million people used to an alien hand on the
leash, allowed themselves to be led.

India leaped from a classical age of temples, society, rituals, castes
and traditions headlong into the bureaucratic equality and rationed
guarantees of socialism and then the shunned embraces of market
capitalism. For a vocal democracy capable of great bloodshed this was
a rather boring bureaucratic revolution.

With India’s historical disdain for the humanities, neither historian
nor sociologist was around to fully record or explain the scale of the
destruction. And thus, inside the heads of most upwardly mobile urban
Indians today there’s a very poorly formed sense of society and
family, and an even less formed sense of self. Since the revolution
was never announced other than as a fait accompli, most Indians never
fully grasped the enormity of the change, nor of the havoc it was
going to wreak on family, hearth and home.

One look at the classics will tell you that it was a sin against
tradition to cross the oceans, or travel other than when forced by
trade or religion. Thus as a classical society India has always been
ill prepared to deal with personal mobility. In the socialist years,
if you moved across the country it was usually for a government job,
and the State played parent and guardian to its favorite sons, if it
willed them back and forth across hill, valley and plain it also
offered useful excuses and lodgings that preserved morality. There was
a fatalistic appeal that this held to the Hindu traditions, if the
master willed, who was the servant to object after all.

Yet when the capitalist chapter began Indian society didn’t really
have any of the tools to deal with the consequent personal mobility,
not even the helpful fatalistic attitude. After all it is clear that
personal decisions are being made here.

The personal sphere that has remained silent for millennia in Indian
society, a slave to the family and society is now unlocked, and
instead of fighting the forces that caused it to be liberated – and of
what use would that be, the enemy is invisible and long gone – the
Indians fight each other. Father against son, family against freedoms,
ambition against tradition.

Dharma vs adharma is phrasing it unhelpfully. India needs to learn to
cope as a nation with this new balance of the personal, the familial
and the social. Sadly there isn’t any conscious public debate of any
significance, nor is it feasible any more to lead by the leash. So it
plays out in a billion internecine conflicts and clashes.

As the Americans say, it will get worse before it gets better.

My response to this:

Cheeni…that was so impressive. I had not thought of it as a cultural revolution, and that is, of course, what it has been.

But, Cheeni, you criticise Shiv for terming it “dharma vs adharma”….but when you call it a “silent killer of the night” (I remembered Bhopal when I read that)…you too, take a judgemental stance.

I cannot believe that the old system was always good; the concept of family before self, of duty before self, did, in my opinion, lead to a lot of bad practices, and deep unhappiness. This was especially so when a person did not believe implicitly in this concept.

For better or worse (obviously, you two feel it was for worse), the change has come to stay. We are now cocooned in individuality; but yet, I feel that we are quite connected to our families and to our friends.

The question of “who will care for the children” has always been a complex one, and continues to be so. I, for one, would rather have parents drop off their children at a night care, even if they are partying, than either drag them to unsuitable places, or stay at home with them and vent their frustration on them. I have seen this happen so often in the old family system. A constant refrain of “I gave up a, b, c, for you, be grateful to me” is like the Chinese water torture….a constant drip, drip, drip of mental tyranny.

What is old is familiar, but for that reason, it cannot be held to be universally good. We just have to accept that many parents today cannot quit their jobs and be with *their* parents; they have to lead a lifestyle different from their parents’ and they have to accept solutions about child care, that are different.

Hmm…I wish I was as articulate as Cheeni or Shiv is…I’m just trying to say, we have to accept the new realities and not hanker after the old, seeing them through the rose-tinted glasses of selective memory and hallowed traditions.

Society, and lifestyles, continue to evolve, and often at an accelerated pace….we are on a roller-coaster ride, and do not really know where we, and our children, are headed.

Should I move to WordPress

April 2, 2009

Been wondering if I should stick to LJ,which, after all, is where I started blogging, and where I have found a lot of friends (I typed fiends)….or should I move to WordPress? I am told that if I post here, it will get automatically get updated to LJ…must check that out, too…

The changing face of my city

November 1, 2006

I came to live in a sleepy mid-sized town, which was not known to anyone abroad ( “you know Bombay? We live to the south-east…”) I have been in love with this city ever since I can remember and was delighted at the idea of coming to live here …and  we have been lucky enough to make this our permanent home.

Over the past two decades, Bangalore has changed, with the pace of change accelerating steeply as the IT boom happened. Infrastructure didn’t keep up with development though.

I moved to South Bangalore from central Bangalore and thought that it was lacking in character compared to the beauty of central Bangalore. But central Bangalore changed, almost before my eyes. However, it still does have charm and character, however congested it may have become. The army areas in the Cantonment contribute largely to keeping Bangalore looking somewhat similar to the way it used to look, years ago.

And a couple of days ago, I took a long drive on the Outer Ring Road. I am trying to accept this new look of Bangalore….large wide highways, a totally featureless landscape where the large, anonymous buildings are set back, away from the road, and commerce seems to be the mainstay….the huge building structures give anonymity and distance. The area is so reminiscent of cities like Dubai, or the downtown areas of American cities…there are a few trees, here and there, but nothing that can be classified as significant greenery. It is…bleak, and drab, and money-driven.

I suppose I am dating myself with the nostalgia for the days when I used to love the fact that every Indian city had its own look and character. Now, all cities all over the world are beginning to look the same…and it is a faceless, homogenous, uninteresting, steel-glass-and-chrome-masked appearance.  People are part of the anthill; they no longer figure prominently in the city’s life; there are too many to count, and keep track.

I don’t know if I am being articulate enough or making sense…but you just have to see the difference between a street in Basavanagudi, and then go to the Outer Ring Road near Banaswadi, to understand what I am talking about.

Change of views….

September 28, 2006



My views have changed, after my daughter wanted a traditional wedding; here’s what I said in a comment on someone else’s LJ