Just the last line proves my point yesterday

How the produce aisle looks to a migrant farmworker http://www.pri.org/stories/2015-02-04/how-produce-aisle-looks-migrant-farmworker

Up and above?

Inequality is a way of life in the Indian eco system. Born out of our inherent lack of respect for people in general.  You can not cross the roads as the zooming cars give you the look as if you are little more than vermin.  You're likely to be pushed around n chided at even if you were Mukesh Ambani in rags n minus his million dollar business. A senior shall always treat his subordinates as filth, or a tiny notch better. All because he assumes himself to be above. Honey the levels we feel so proud of are just in our heads.
Someone keeps telling me. "It's not rocket science".  Well sir,  nothing really is.  And yet you cannot stitch a shoe like a cobbler,  sweep the floors like a sweeper or build homes like the mason.
How can we be a great nation when the people living in it are so full of ego and conceit. And There is no room for harmony and learning. Or let us put it this way since we care least bout the nation and are more concerned bout the self.  How can you be a good person when spend so much energy in demeaning people whose worth you know not.
Smiles are precious. Spread them.

Women in India

From pink rickshaws to pink Passbook, we have done it all to save the beti, secure the bahu and safeguard the behen . But each step does a little more than establish the gender divide  and discrimination.  Face it India will always love the son more.  Man even my hindi spell check on this Chinese phone suggests the word beta so the first option as I type beti probably they know where I live. Yes anyways so here we are turning everything pink but not lifting one finger at the smug son.  Not one step to ensure the guilty is punished. Not one step to show strongly to the male the right n the wrong.  Not one step focused on the men of the nation.  Y? After all its their doing.  You can train a 100000 women n get nowhere till u teach a thousand men to love n respect women.  You can teach a thousand girls how to  fight but they won't win till we have a law which says a no go the men(bold,  underlined and enlarged).  We need laws that make men afraid enough to respect. Everything else that we do is a consolation to ourselves and a disrespect to every woman in the country.  Women are not weak.  The law is.

Why Run?

take the day at a ease, read a book, sit back and relax. but yeah well life's not always that happy, but one can always take a day off, look around and appreciate life for what it is... So looking around at nature at its best at Udaipur, Rajasthan I wonder if I will miss this place, and I sigh I will ... The wonderful dream of that cosy home, a swing shaded by trees, with the sun filtering through and the sweet spring breeze brings home contentment. Don't we all dream so, only a few ever come true, amid the crazy race within the suburbs of New Delhi, India.. the entire human races seems to have many compromises from good old homes to shiny small apartments  from swings n books to smart phones and the internet, from the quite life of farms and the country to the bustle of the cosmopolitan. How far has the shift truly made us happy is the question still unanswered

music memories

Its quite a thing to realize how the brilliance of the human mind works. Every tiny detail gets connected to each other forming a web of memories.
Music for instance is a constant reminder of the places, people and time. Perfumes are the direct connect to people and their memories. Its as if the magic of those moments remain trapped within each syllable of the song and every wiff of the smell... That friends is our true and our very own time turner, You may never recreate that moment but you might as well recreate the vibes if you so wish.