Do you like visiting a historical museum or an archaeological site? Many of us may not and many just wonder why people spend their time and money in seeing things which people say ‘were used by the historical figures earlier’. Whether it is the dress worn by the kings or the gun, or the vessels, the throne, the crown, the equipment, the cushion, the locks etc. all these can tell the current generation how we have been evolved over the years. These historical things are the testimony of it. Continue reading
Life teaches us many things that we keep reading even in the books too, but what a married life teaches generally varies from couples to couples. Still it is worth learning from the experiences from someone who is married as they say, ‘Marriage is like a sweet, whether you choose to eat it or not, you will either way repent’.
Generally in a traditional society the responsibility for the household work goes to the females, which is being moderated as the society is heading towards ‘gender equality’. Women are more and more competing with men and taking up all the stuff that men once boasted of exclusively theirs. The ‘only men’ domains are perfectly barged in and successfully occupied by women. However this remained more or less a ‘one way traffic’. Men mostly never tried to attempt what was earmarked as the women’s job. So the flow didn’t happen in the reversible fashion.
One of the best examples to ponder is the art and the responsibility of cooking. As the law of inheritance mostly the daughters helped their mothers in the household work. In this process they learned cooking and continued the same even after their marriages. Even in the working couples, it is an unwritten understanding that the women will be cooking for the family after returning from the job. They do. Some manage by multitasking, some by outsourcing a bit and some by getting help from their male counterparts.
What about men? Men never owned cooking as their activity at home. However it is normal to see ‘only men’ chefs and cooks at every hotel in this world. So most of the Chefs are men but not the vice versa. Surprisingly these men after returning back to home wish to eat the food what their female counterparts cook! So, at home cooking still remained a women’s job for them and what they cook is regarded as the ‘official work’!
Notwithstanding all this, in my opinion each and every man should know cooking. In traditional old-fashioned families, boys are treated as the prince and the girls, the maid servant. So the boys are not allowed to carry out or even help in the household activities. That is the reason once they come out of the parents’ umbrella either pre-planned or abrupt, they struggle to survive. They keep quenching their hunger with ‘ready to eat’ stuff or the ‘outside cooked’ food and somehow manage to remain alive.
Many such men see a valid and stressing point in getting married. They will get pleasure to their tongue and tummy with ‘home made food’ apart from the much awaited sexual pleasure. And for that reason, if their female counterpart falls ill for even a day or so, their life turns like hell. The ailing wife has to forget all the pain and sickness to cook even in that condition for their royal husband raising the valid question as to who is really sick. The wife with the fever and pain or the helpless incapable husband? And if the wife has to visit her mother or the mother in law place for few days, the husband becomes sick even listening to that. Others too ask, how will he manage food? And the fairy tale continues.
So, the crux of the matter is that each and every individual, if holds a stomach should be able to survive if and only if he possesses the ability to cook. Standing on your own feet is socially equivalent to cooking by your own hands. You may never feel left out, cornered, humiliated or frustrated after marriage or even before that, if you possess this skill. Undoubtedly, the art of cooking makes the personality shine luminously bright of its own light. No eclipses, no darkness!
Though it takes too much of determination to say goodbye to WordPress, I have finally decided to do so. In this one and half year of my journey on this beautiful platform I had just awesome experiences. It is worthwhile to mention few of them on this day of bidding the farewell.
I want to apologise my fellow blogger who thought and expressed that my words are too much dipped in the flirting sap. Though I do not own a ransomware I wan not very sure what for she was afraid of? Even there was nothing physically possible online? Till now I didn’t understand how the relations became that toxic. She even mailed and asked me not to come on her board and stay off. I did that obediently.
I also thank my other fellow blogger who asked for my photo praising my word (though I never believed that from the bottom of my heart) . I was also surprised that after knowing much about me, how can one ask for the photo? So I didn’t give that personally but I posted it on the site.
I want to ask my other fellow blogger who was so excited to converse with me and we did that quite regularly for few days and nights. Then she inquired about my background and other details. I asked her to search on the site as there is a tunnel that leads to real me. May be she got into it and then all her conversations reduced and finally stopped.
I want to apologise few other bloggers who followed me and asked to follow back that I didn’t do. I want to thank all other blogger who have become like my family conversing either on their site or mine almost everyday giving their beautiful and valuable inputs and comments. I will really miss all of them.
Last but not the least I want to thank WordPress for allowing me to hang on here without a valid literary passport.
Thank you all. Good bye!!!
And this one is what came to my mind when I came across the prompt Toxic
Recently we went to attend the annual day celebration at my son’s school. The preparations for the same had started from quite some time and it appeared that each and every student was supposed to participate in some or other activities. Continue reading
Recently we received a very sensitive and expensive machine for our office that was awaited for long. As with every new thing, this machine was also treated like a newlywed bride in our office. Care was taken to position it as per the standards. The area kept clean and dust free. Only qualified personnel were only asked to operate it. The fear was that it should not start malfunctioning because then we all will find trouble in meeting the targets. Continue reading
Few days back, my son has reported an unusual incident happened at the school premises.
It appears that when he was coming out of the class walking down the steps, a senior student came to him and slapped on his face. My son did even not know the boy; forget about thinking of any other possibility for that slap. The senior boy was with his bunch of friends and all of them started laughing after the slap.
Kids are the most beautiful gift of this materialistic world. A smile on their face makes us forget all our agonies. They are our future and they become what we teach them to be. Couples without kids are the most unfortunate beings in this world. The childless couples go from temples to churches to daragahs for the fulfillment of their desire of having kids. Many of these succeed too making firm the belief of the existence of a supernatural power in this world.
Parents do anything and everything for the happiness of their kids. Many fall in the trap of pseudo-religious leaders who take the parents for a ride and poor parents let that happen. It is said that Mughal emperor Babur sacrificed his own life for the good health of his son Humayun. King Dhritarashtra’s blind love for his son is also well known. Over and above all, the mother’s love for her kids is beyond the words.
This love is the source of various superstitions of which most are common with all the parents all over the world irrespective of their education levels. For example, black cat crossing your path will make you think twice before proceeding. Similarly, you may not initiate many things on Friday, the 13th or say ‘touchwood’ for something good to stay forever.
Our kids in their early ages were quite cranky especially during the night time. They used to get up in the middle of their sleep and start crying for no known reasons. This generally used to happen on the days when we take the kids for some outing, be it in the park or the malls etc. Even when someone visited our house to see the kids, this was noticed. We used to check for possible stomach ache or something related but never could find any reasons. Few times we were forced to take the kids to the doctors in the mid of the might but it didn’t help much either.
Fortunately my grandmother during her visit to our place noticed this and suggested us to put a black spot on a child’s forehead before taking outside. This, she told will make the child look bit of ugly and the kid will stay protected from the so-called evil powers. This, I noticed was the common practice among all our relatives and they used to religiously put a little dot of kohl on the side of a child’s forehead a negative vibe over the kid Though I was not convinced, the father inside me forced me to follow this and we saw appreciable difference.
Over and above this, she also advised us to perform an exercise for ‘removing evil eye’ from the kid by taking a pinch of salt in the fist and them moving the fist circling the kid’s head seven times and then disposing off the salt in the running tap water. This also appeared ridiculous but then parents are the breeds who do many such unscientific things for the health, happiness and well being of their kids. And, to my surprise this worked quite effectively. People told that there are various scientific explanations for this, but for us the output mattered more than the justification and there are few things that do not in any way stifle the spirits of the concerned parents.