Saturday, July 18, 2026

This Is Not Governance

Grew up reading history which told us that my India won her freedom not because an empire weakened, but because ordinary people found extraordinary courage.

One man walked to Dandi. Millions walked with him.

Today, another man sat on a hunger strike and requested a dialogue on the accountability to an entire generation of students. 

Instead of dialogue, what we witnessed today is not governance. When an administration relies on the plainclothes policemen and security personnel for an early morning abduction of a peaceful, fasting Sonam Wangchuk from Jantar Mantar, it abdicates its right to be called a government. 

A true government is of, by, and for the people – I refuse to call the people who did this that. The current ruling apparatus operates purely for the preservation of its own power and the enrichment of its corporate.

The parallels to the British Raj are no longer hyperbole. When Gandhi went on a hunger strike, even the ruthless East India Company were forced into the theater of dialogue. Today’s ruling party lacks even that colonial courtesy. They do not engage; they erase. They are uncomfortable with conversation itself. 

Pre-independence, our forefathers paid lagaan to the English. Today, the tax code has simply been rebranded. The modern version is funneled directly into the pockets of Adani, Ambani, and the tight coterie of oligarchs. 

The hypocrisy is staggering. The PM beats the drum of self-reliance, telling people to travel in India, to wed in India. But there’s a glaring omission - he never tells them to study in India! 

Why? Because one cannot mandate domestic education when one has utterly failed to build the infrastructure to support it - failure made glaringly obvious by systemic exam leaks that has left millions of students in despair. More than 1.2 million Indian students are currently studying abroad, and the number taking loans to fund that education has nearly tripled in the last decade. 

That is the actual wealth we should be trying to stem — and the real brain drain we should be reversing.

Thursday, July 16, 2026

Love beyond reciprocity

Have never regretted loving.
Not every love lasts or every heart stays 
and neither every goodbye is kind.

Love is never a transaction.
We spend so much of our lives 
measuring love by what comes back to us.

Did they love me enough? Or Stay? Or Choose Me? 
Did they appreciate all that I gave?

Perhaps those are the wrong questions.

Love isn't diminished if it isn't returned in equal measure.
Nor is it wasted because it changes form.

A mother's sleepless nights.
A father's quiet sacrifices.
A sibling who always answers the phone.
A friend who remembers the smallest details.
The hand that reaches for an ageing parent.
The heart that breaks a million pieces 
over the loss of a beloved pet.

None of these loves asks to be counted. They simply exist.

Have loved people who are no longer part of my life.
And have loved beings who didn't speak my language, 
yet understood my heart perfectly.

Love never really leaves us. It changes addresses.

What you give to one soul does not 
disappear because that chapter ends.
It becomes part of who you are.
It softens you, expands you.
Teaches you to see the world with gentler eyes.

Eventually, it finds its way back.
Sometimes through a child who trusts you;
Sometimes through an old friend.
Sometimes through the quiet 
companionship of an animal.
Sometimes through the profound peace that 
comes from knowing you lived with an open heart.

Love is not a possession to lose. It is a way of being.
Not measured by how many remain but by whether we continue 
to choose tenderness in a world that often rewards indifference.

So I have never wished I had loved less.
Because every act of love - 
whether returned, forgotten, celebrated, or unspoken - 
has shaped the person I am becoming.

I believe love is something we become.
And once it becomes who we are,
it always finds its way home.

For Love Is All Who I Am

 


I loved you deeply as i know how. 

Never once did i regret it, not even for a fleeting moment. 

Because love, freely given, is never a loss. 

It leaves fingerprints on the soul - not scars. 

Every kindness, every embrace, 

Every piece of my heart i placed in yours.....

None of them were wasted. 


Love has a way of returning - may not be through the same door. 

But it returns. 

In another embrace. In another friendship. 

In another season of life or simply in the quiet place. 

Of knowing that i remained true to myself. 

With or without you. 

My heart, never empty because love was never something i possessed. 


Love is something i am. 

It flows through me as it's me, my nature. 


I have always left without bitterness. 

Without wishing i loved you less. 


For if i had, i would have become less of myself. 

And that would have been the only true loss. 


Tuesday, July 14, 2026

The Silence Of Our Conscience?

 
I Am Apolitical. I Choose Humanity First. 

I care about people, animals, kindness, fairness and dignity. Call me an advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves - whether they have two legs or four. If labels are necessary, then i am a Humanist. 

What unsettles me is not just one issue - it's not only education or governance. It's the growing feeling that we as ordinary citizens have become spectators in our own democracy. Our voices are no longer part of the conversation - they are simply background noise. The feeling is painful. 

Watching Sonam Wangchuk undertake a fast for what he believes is right has brought that pain into sharp focus. Here's a man willing to put his own life on the line for a cause he believes affects students who are the future of this country. That kind of conviction deserves to be heard. At the very least, it deserves engagement. 

What troubles me is the indifference. Indifference is perhaps the most violent form of silence. Anger / Debate / Disagreement - all of these acknowledge your existence. But indifference simply tells you, that you don't matter. 

That is the silence i find hardest to accept. And it isn't only the silence of those in power. It's the silence of much of our media - be it mainstream or entertainment. It's the silence of those influential voices who tell us what deserves our outrage vis-a-vis our applause. 

Millions of us first encountered his brilliance through 3 Idiots. We laughed, cried, quoted dialogues and applauded the message. We turned the film into part of our cultural fabric. But today when the man is fasting, where are the voices? We celebrated his story. But those are the same strangely absent for current his-story. 

Not saying that every influential voice should share the same opinion but there is a difference between choosing a side and choosing to care. There is a difference between political allegiance and human empathy. Some moments and times rise above ideology. 

Democracy is more than elections. It is the relationship between us and those we entrust to govern. It depends on dialogue, accountability and the belief that every voice has a value - even the ones that disagree with us. The feeling that listening itself, once considered a virtue, is gradually going extinct. 

I write this as someone who believes empathy shouldn't be partisan. Government, policies, leaders - all will have their fair share of successes and failures. But compassion should remain constant. The day we stop feeling another person's pain, we stop being a society. We become a populace sharing geography. 

Humanity isn't seasonal. 

Compassion isn't selective. 

Silence, in the face of another's suffering, is not neutrality. It is a choice.

And today, I choose not to make it.





Saturday, June 6, 2026

RAFA : Relentless, Agile, Fierce, All-Time Great


RAFA. 


Watching Rafael Nadal’s journey felt less like sport and more like witnessing a man negotiate with pain, over and over again—and still choose to show up.


I was crying through most of it.

14 Roland Garros titles doesn’t even sound real when you say it out loud. It sounds like mythology. But what stayed with me wasn’t just the dominance—it was the cost. The quiet, relentless suffering behind that fist pump. The discipline to keep going when the body is clearly asking you to stop.

The contrast was poetic—Federer, all grace, like ballet in motion. Nadal, like a storm crashing against rock—raw, relentless, unyielding.

He didn’t just redefine greatness—he redefined endurance.

And maybe that’s the uncomfortable part. Because he makes suffering look purposeful, almost noble. Like if you’re not pushing yourself to the absolute edge, you’re not doing enough. This should be a lesson for Alcaraz too—that even greatness has limits, and knowing them is part of the journey.

Because in the end, retirement isn’t giving up. It’s not the closing of a chapter in defeat. It’s the courage to step away, to open doors for new lessons, new purpose, and new hope.

Still, you can’t look away.

Because somewhere in that grind, that refusal to quit, is a reminder of what humans are capable of—when they decide the pain is worth it.

Thursday, May 28, 2020

Elegy


Memories of you beneath the full moon
Dancing at the high tide of heaven’s rich boon,
Informs the cliffs and canyons of my soul:
With munificence so to crown your role,

            Yet maintain exquisite control!
            The memory has exacted its toll ….

Strontium Ninety in each falling bone
Have I been journeying forth alove
Through monasteries of mountain and of moor
And big city din of teeming public ways
Where changing lights brought no beloved face.

            I dream on still, of brocade in the night:
            Of jasmine trailing its soft allure
            And peacocks that made the dusk more bright.

Thoughts

Marriage in Crisis

Thirty odd years ago, marriage was still considered an institution, though the fraying at the ends had already begun. The young trusted their parents and watched, with peripheral interest, the matching of horoscopes, the meetings of the families and lastly the meeting of the two important players in the future union. A large percentage of these marriages seemed to work and if they didn’t very few knew about them. In conventional families, the wife’s subservient attitude curbed her individuality and she was prepared to take the backseat while the husband devoted his time to his career. Whatever may have been the path which led to a marriage arranged or otherwise, there were societal pressures and ones on the couple to keep the marriage stable.

Marriages has always been such a highly gendered institution, the differences apparent in the division of labor, parenting styles, different responsibilities, expressions of social intimacies and psychological orientation. Automatically, irrespective of whether the woman works outside the home or not, they are largely responsible for the housework, childcare. They play pivotal roles in family and marriage while the men are involved in their provider roles and generally the “outside of homework” though more and more women are taking on this extra baggage in lieu of the fact that there is increasing pressure on the man in his work.

Today the institution of marriage is in transition. There has been so much emphasis on gender equality without other supporting factors …. That of acceptance of each other’s strengths and weaknesses, no high expectations or divisions of labor, so much so, the incidence of divorce even in a country like India, with different norms of sustenance and forbearance has gone up alarmingly.

What is disturbing is the high divorce rate among older people, couples who have been married for 15-20 years, where the women want to call it quits owning to the infidelity on the part of the husband, mental cruelty and other factors which no longer need prolong suffering, with the woman’s economic independence.

Where gender roles were defined, it was easier to conform to a pattern but with the inevitable emancipation of woman, her economic independence, western influences and new value systems imbibed from peer groups or passed on by her parents, marriage has assumed a new face. It should be remembered that couples do not exist in a social vacuum but within a larger social context that forms and shapes the values, expectations and beliefs of the partners and constraints their patterns of interaction and transaction as a couple system.

With longer life spans and an active life prolonged, one can anticipate more years with a life partner, which is why sandbaggers are required on the shores of marriage building up defences against the downturn in the support for the institution. Marriage counselors, formerly pooh-poohed at, have today assumed a role of importance in guiding couples through stormy seas and averting the imminent pain of divorce. Can one develop a system where established marriage couples with successful marriages, properly trained, can bring their skills forward in fostering love and understanding between couples?

Today, in India there is a disenchantment with the system of arranged marriages and a reluctance to “take the matrimonial plunge”. Even for dating couples the world over, saying “yes” to a legal bond of matrimony before they say “I do”.

Living together before marriage is like nutri sweet; it doesn’t provide the context to really find out the worth, the values nor the character and commitment of the other person. It may be fun, it may save money but it is not the same as a till-death-do-us-apart commitment.

That marriage is in crisis, is an universal happening. Marriage is strongly institutionalized, not just in India but also in the west and is a preferred context for intimate relations and is the cornerstone of family life. There is a compulsive need to stay married and have children within the marriage. Marriage involves a high degree of interdependence, a close emotional bond, sharing of residence, a commitment over time, a sharing of roles and functions and an active sexual relationship. Marriage offers stability, providing an atmosphere of love, acceptance, encouragement and trust in which partners exchange instrumental and expressive support.

In today’s shifting values and changing times, there is a less reliance on marriage as a definer of sex and living arrangements throughout life. There are more number of extra-marital relationships including open gay and lesbian relationships, a delay in the age of getting married, higher rate of marital disruption and a more egalitarian gender-role attitude among men and women, where norms and values have been totally structured.

Priorities have shifted even in a country with hidebound traditions like India. Where the priority was the husband, it has shifted to careers as far as the woman is concerned and deep resentment surfaces when the husband is not willing to share duties in the house. Stay-at-home women who have given up careers to be good mothers and home makers find little children and the never ending drudgeries of housework single-handed. The woman’s fatigue and pent up frustration is heaped on her husband producing the inevitable lacuna in the marriage.

The husband is intimidated by the new-image woman, bewildered by the revolt when he has been brought up all along to expect a conformist woman who regards her husband as the most important factor in her life. The answer to this lies in the mother’s bringing up their sons to accept the fact that gender roles are no longer defined and that men and women have to share the burden of work and child rearing tempered with tolerance and understanding if the marriage has to work. With the present day work pressures, a feel for each other’s nest and giving one another space is of paramount importance, with a healthy respect for each other. Couples who set apart time to do something together are those who have a successful marriage, prioritizing this, even putting it above their children. When the children grow up and move away from the parental umbrella, the couple realize that they have only each other and for ones who have not debated on this aspect, its too late and the rift is too wide, what with the chemistry on the wane and the predictability of the marriage jarring. It is imperative that each partner cultivates some interest which can be pursued well into retirement days and which will stave off the loneliness and the pain when children leave home.

Women tend to be more concerned about their marriage than men and head for counseling. Wives tend to see themselves as the major force for resolving conflicts and when they give up the effort the marriage is generally over. The men feel that the expectations of the women are immense and they cannot please them however hard they try, despite a sizeable contribution to the family. They are under pressure to improve financial contribution, share in raising the children and provide emotional support to the wives. With tremendous pressure at work, they suffer emotional exhaustion. The simpler role of husbands in the past decides has now been replaced with a more complex role. But the emotional needs of a woman are different: she wants a soul-mate, someone who can understand her needs, someone who is caring and one who will take care of her when she is unduly stressed.

The goal of the marriage is to become united in purpose and spirit not to overpower and control each other. Couples that are already emotionally bonded have little or no trouble following this because they have learnt how to behave in sensitive and caring ways in each of their life’s role. Couples emotionally distant have great difficulty accomplishing this goal, because they are accustomed to doing what they please, regardless of its effect on one another.

It is hoped that in the years to come, granted that children have inculcated the basic qualities of trust, sense of commitment and fulfillment of obligatory roles, marital relationships will stabilize and assume to some degree the importance that they held the last generation.

In conclusion all I have to say is marriage is often not the happily-ever-after phenomena as portrayed in fairy tales or films, nor is it a permanent state of romance.

It is a life long process of cementing a relationship in the face of several adversities and an ongoing process of physical and emotional accommodation, sharing and loving. We should neither idealize it nor have our knives sharpened all the time. There is no perfect marriage and there never will be one. Neither is it necessary to be so. All the fun will be lost if marriage is always sedate and predictable.