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Unnatural Acts
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Friends, the edifice of patriarchal tradition in India is getting severe jolts these days from the new generation of girls and women who have become too forward and free-thinking to be controlled by their parents or in-laws. The equal-rights activists, also known as feminists have been hell bent at digging the foundation of our magnificent monument of male dominion. The good old patriarchs, who have always been the providers and protectors of women, children, and other cattle are now accused of engendering rape and violence against women. After every rape or sexual-harassment incident the feminists come out in droves like bees and start attacking the benevolent grandfathers, fathers, brothers, and husbands, who for centuries have kept their women undereducated and under surveillance so that they dutifully washed their underwear.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
I have been singing this song for the past few days as we have been looking for a new home in Dallas. And just like each time in the past, whenever we had to change our house, I am looking for my dream home, a quaint little house beside a creek or a lake, surrounded by weeds and big trees. And where not exactly buffalos, antelopes and deer, but squirrels, rabbits, and ducks would play.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Until a few days ago, I used to be mighty scared of Narendra Modi. The reason behind it was that I used to watch a lot of TV, which projected Modiji as an arrogant, Muslim-hating, self-applauding, patronizing monster. It made such an adverse impact on my psyche that I started having nightmares and hallucinations. Whenever I heard the word Modi, or saw his name or picture in print, I became jittery. Even when my husband called me moti, I would panic for no reason.
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Eek!! Why do people upload such scary pictures?? (IBNLive) |
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Narayan, Narayan, Narayan... Hari Om, Hari Om... Indian police have arrested Sant Shri Asaram Bapuji merely on the basis of accusations of sexual assault made against him by a 16-year-old girl! Unbelievable! This sheer calumny is unquestionably the most conspicuous symptom of the degeneration of Indian culture and civilization. The only good thing that has come to the fore during this controversy is to what great extent the two main political parties and the police force fear and protect godmen like Bapuji. This intimation has been highly inspiring as I myself have been contemplating of becoming a Guru Ma. Spirituality is a highly lucrative business as opposed to blogging, which is all hard work sans pecuniary benefits.
I have an atheist friend who says all godmen and godwomen who believe that they are God or His emissaries are psychopaths. This feels like a stab in my kidney because many times I have confided in him my desire of becoming a spiritual guru.
I have an atheist friend who says all godmen and godwomen who believe that they are God or His emissaries are psychopaths. This feels like a stab in my kidney because many times I have confided in him my desire of becoming a spiritual guru.
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