This ritual is so ridiculously patriarchal. When the daughter of the house is about to get married there is usually a 'sumangali prarthanai'; people get together and pray to the ancestors. Not just any ancestor, mind you - it is to those ancestors who are female and who died before their husbands.
Two cases in point of the two women who died before their husband, one died a very tragic death and her husband struggled to bring up their children and the other it could be argued, was driven to death by her own husband. If we must pray to the ancestors, I cant see why we shouldn't pray to someone like my grandmother who died after a full life of seeing her children and grand children well settled and after seeing her aged husband die peacefully.
The whole 'sumangali' concept is noxious.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Donne & Bharathi
Donne's holy sonnet where he asks his maker - "thou hast made me and shall thy work decay" reminded me of Barathi's tamil poem "Nallathor veenai seidhe - Would you dump to rot an instrument you made so well". Both poems address the maker - you made me, only you can save me.
Donne's poem addresses imminent death and temptation and asks for deliverance. And the stress of Donne's requests more on the 'you' - an instrument made by you.. Only by thy grace I can face this. Without you I cant handle it well.
But Barathi is making demands in all moral anger, that he be granted the power to change the world. It sounds more like why the heck did you make me smart if you weren't planning to give me the power to use it. He asks cheekily - 'gotta problem with granting my wishes?'
Two poets, centuries apart, from different religions and cultures starting of with a similar question yet ending up with two different yet powerful poems!
Donne's poem addresses imminent death and temptation and asks for deliverance. And the stress of Donne's requests more on the 'you' - an instrument made by you.. Only by thy grace I can face this. Without you I cant handle it well.
But Barathi is making demands in all moral anger, that he be granted the power to change the world. It sounds more like why the heck did you make me smart if you weren't planning to give me the power to use it. He asks cheekily - 'gotta problem with granting my wishes?'
Two poets, centuries apart, from different religions and cultures starting of with a similar question yet ending up with two different yet powerful poems!
Thursday, August 11, 2005
George Weller - Hiroshima
Here is an article I read recently. Needless to say I couldn't find this in the popular media channels. My initial reaction was that a story such as this would be so very hard to kill in this day and age with internet and associated technologies. But then again, look at this very article. None of the big media seem to have picked it up which would mean that majority of the people looking only in established, big corporation based media, wouldn't see it. Some wont believe it, but that's another blog.
All said and done, big media still rules.
All said and done, big media still rules.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
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