Friday, December 30, 2022

Generation Game

 Living Within Generations


Its surprising that I feel the urge to write so much only at 42. Maybe my writing skills still need to get better, with me not understanding lots of English and American English words and slangs just yet. I do try to pick them up from NYT or Guardian or just somewhere, no not Google. 

I was telling somebody the other day, 'I think this is the 'golden period' of my life.' And why? Simply because I have good of both the worlds- staying with parents and enjoying a 'single life'. It is a rare thing, with migration for work and so on, to be able to live with your parents, especially when they are both healthy and don't need medical attention. Moreover, being a 40-er you get the best advice from the younger generation and from the older generation, both. 

My favorite moments are those when my father shares with me his experiences of his interaction with his students. He often tells me how a lot of girl students are now stepping out of the village and living and working alone in remote parts of the country. Once he told me that he asked one girl what does she want to become to which she replied an army girl, in combat on the field. He said that as a career option was a big NO to his sister (and maybe to his daughter, too) although I could have gone for the medical role as a nurse on the battlefield, if I were to follow my mother's professional interests, rather than my father's. 

Anyway, the younger generation, especially Gen Z is the MOST GENDER-SENSITIVE I have ever seen. Its not just in my interaction with my nephews and nieces that I have noticed this but also with younger professionals in hospitality industry, luxury and travel, or other professions too. Is it #technology which is making us less resistant to change and more welcoming, accepting and reformed at the same time? Maybe yes.

The other day for a certain wedding preparation, our cook was going ballistic over green peas. Five kilograms of green peas were not to be found in any departmental store around. My cousin arrived and I asked him what to do. He is much younger than me. He replied, "why not order it from Swiggy, it will be here in 20 minutes." There we were, younger generation solving our problems with their ideas, technological ways, e-commerce and 'innovative, design thinking'.

Yet another example: my father, two days ago, was having a problem in his right eye. He said, "last time you took me to the office doctor, the problem was in my left eye but the prescription and the medicines are at home in Cawnpore." 

My reply was, like anybody from my generation, that he should ask mom to pull out the prescription from his cupboard, click the photograph, and send it so we can show it and buy the same medicines at the pharmacist's. We did that and today he was thanking me for finding an easy solution so that he didn't have to visit the doctor again. 

My best moments have been when I find an easy solution to my parents' problems; they have somehow offered me better solace than writing a research paper or a book.

Doesn't everyone WANT to be a solution, instead of a #problem?

Happy New Year to #GenZ !! 

Wednesday, December 28, 2022

What Is Love?

No, I had NEVER planned it. What? That I will be revisiting my view of love at the age of 42. 

I had probably planned that by the time I am 40 I will be taking care of a set of twins (as my ex-husband was one of the twin brothers, the other brother, Jai Prakash Tiwari, died young in a family feud when he was 7). I had also planned that I will probably be heading a company, possibly my husband's business of rugs, interiors, investments, possibly my own business of yoga, fitness and travel destinations. Kay Sera Sera! Whatever will be will be! Our future is not ours to see!

Aren't women settled by the age of 40 with a family, with homes, with a side-boyfriend (haha) who they have broken up with 5 years ago because he landed up being her son's classmate (whoa). Oh my mind just cooks up the strangest of stories, even in 40s. So, again the same question- what is love?

My first brush with love was when I first read 'Love Story' by Eric Segal. It was said, 'love means NEVER having to say you are sorry.' And that line rang in my mind for the next 2 months over breakfast, lunch, dinner, a subject of discussion with every girl I met in class. Maybe I need to pick up the book again.

Of course a spate of Hindi movies, Hollywood blockbusters (only those released in India, later I got to know that a lot of Hollywood movies are not released in India at all). I was still thinking about the same question. Is it worth a think? is it worth a thought? People said its important to believe in love. I only I had to say that I had been a follower of Lord Krishna and 'love' in that has a totally different meaning. People said you should follow Lord Krishna for the Bhagvad Gita, not for love. I only had to say- but I thought we were talking about love in relationships. Weren't we? Bhagavad Gita, on the other hand, doesn't show love but only 'duties, wars and obligations'. I haven't visited Gita from the perspective of 'love'.

And then I read Jesus- love thy neighbor. 

Gautam Buddha struck the chord right by talking about the middle path, not giving too much nor giving in too much, yet being mindful of the actions. He remained silent on the existence of God. 

With so many books read around love, and so many movies watched, why am I still thinking over the important question is the greatest dilemma.



Monday, December 19, 2022

My Changing Favorites

Changing Favorites

As a child people and friends often asked me my favorite things. Especially since I heard Julie Andrews say in The Sound of Music, 'when anything bothers me and I'm feeling unhappy I just try and think of nice things- green meadows, sky is full of stars, raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...these are a few of my favorite things'.

Since then I often wrote about the things I like and especially my favorite things all the time. But recently I noticed, in the last couple of days, that my favorite things and kinds of people are changing.

My favorite color used to be: Blue.

My favorite cuisine used to be: Lebanese.

My favorite fruit used to be: Apple.

My favorite vegetable used to be: Karela.

My favorite clothing brand used to be: FabIndia.

My favorite movie used to be: Life Is Beautiful and Sholay.

My favorite actor used to be: Nana Patekar. 

My favorite actress used to be: Dimple Kapadia.

My favorite dish used to be: Rajma Chawal.

My favorite pastry used to be: Pineapple.

My favorite sweet used to be: Gems/Smarties (in the UK).

My favorite Indian sweet used to be: Kheer.

My favorite Indian Prime Minister used to be: Jawaharlal Nehru.

My favorite British Prime Minister used to be: Margaret Thatcher.

My favorite American President used to be: John F. Kennedy.

My favorite First Lady used to be: Jacqueline Kennedy.

My favorite Princess used to be: Princess Diana.

My favorite comic character used to be: Archies and Jughead.

My favorite star-kids used to be: Kajol and Abhishek Bachchan.

My favorite singers used to be: Madonna and George Michael.

My favorite dancer used to be: Elvis Presley.

My favorite Mantra/Shloka used to be: Gayatri Mantra.

My favorite religious Text used to be: Bhagvad Gita/Bible.

My favorite travel destination used to be: Great Britain and Europe.

My favorite sport used to be: Lawn Tennis.

My favorite mode of transport used to be: Bicycle.

My favorite country used to be: India.

But due to a whole lot of life events and courses/experiences digitally, it seems my favorites are changing.

For now my favorite movie has become: Nights of Cabiria and Newton (Bollywood); Hellaro (Regional)

My favorite color is: Red.

My favorite cuisine is: Japanese.

I am still deciding on OTHER FAVORITES.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDZA54sTqwQ

The more important song (at the end of the movie):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqof4tlkEp0



A Red Letter Day

 A Special Day

December 18 was a very special day in my life. The previous day Mr. Elon Musk had suspended accounts of journalists doxxing his real-time location or covering him in mainstream newspapers. And today was a point to discuss that. Since journalism and communication have been close to my heart I was curious to know what was the discussion going to be all about. I woke up at around 4 am (IST) to listen-in.

Initially the title of the discussion on #Spaces was 'Suspended Liberal and Conservatives journalists Debate DOX Suspensions' which was constantly being changed and was 'Liberal & Conservative Journalists Debate- Elon's Twitter & Free Speech'. Later it was changed to 'Elon Stepping Down? A New Twitter CEO? - Roundtable'.

Whatever the title, it was worth a listen-in. Led by some of the discussions with @mysteriouskat (Katherine Brodsky), @PKurzin (Pyotr Kurzin), @ScamEconomy (Matt Binder), @tracybeanz (Tracy Beanz), @ChristieSmythe (Christie Smythe), @aasheim (Erik Aasheim), it was great listening to why and journalists were attacked. For a journalist an attack on free speech is often like an attack on their 'physical life'.

It wasn't just this discussion which I felt detoured me from what I was there for (I was definitely NOT THERE to listen to stories about Elon) but the discussion set me on a roll as I have grown to be fond of #Spaces. It was great to tune into so many journalists on a single platform (Left-Wing journalists). 

In India, I have often faced brickbats for LOTS OF THINGS, so #Spaces just kind of makes me feel I am into this #Space which is mine where I can express and share everything I like and want people to know about me and my life. It is important to have #Spaces because lots of times people assume a lot of things about me and my family members- so for example, it is important to clarify my father is NOT A HITLER, it is important to clarify my mother is NOT SOMEONE I hate, it is important to clarify MY BROTHER and I have not been competed against or discriminated against. It is important to clarify I had a wonderful childhood and I had super-cool #marriages and my ex-husbands were great. It is important to clarify so many things because PEOPLE JUST ASSUME. They assume so much its amazing.

So I was super-excited about doing #Spaces with my father. After a heated discussion with journalists, it was time to get ready for my own #Spaces for which I had been preparing for the longest time. I had given questions to my father a day in advance to gloss over and prepare his answers. Finally he asked me to make him coffee (he always wants it a certain style and will have it no other way) and we began the discussion. While the entire discussion went well I don't know how it ended 20 minutes before. I don't know how it stopped recording in the middle. 

It was the most frank chat with my father I ever had, which he later sent to his students to listen to. We spoke from politics, to society, to his life-plans as a child and how he worked towards what he had always decided to do. This is in contrast to my life where I have not planned it and hasn't moved in the direction I wanted but has actually been a very 'unplanned life' (careers, ambitions, etc.). I guess the discussion got him thinking about a lot of things because long after the discussion was over he kept talking to me about a lot of other things from his childhood which he remembered.

The entire day went in thinking about his life (it was like the #hangover of Spaces). Later that evening he requested me to watch the FIFA World Cup Final. So even though I had no plans and he knows I sleep early at 8 p.m. (IST) while he sleeps at 10 p.m., I just decided to stay up and give him company. There, too, I had placed myself in my duvet so that I sleep off if I am unable to stay up to watch the World Cup. I did begin the match by sleeping but suddenly Messi made a goal and I had to stay up and get out. And then the second goal by Argentina and I again woke up. Since I was cheering for France from the beginning I was saddened to find out that France was not able to put it together as a team and were rather slow in dribbling and other things.

However, the second half was superb where I really liked the way the goalkeeper of the French team (Lloris) managed to stop 4-5 goal attempts by Argentina, and the rest is all story.

I finally made some more coffee for the both of us as we finished the match and I slept off before viewing how Messi got the cup and I think Mbappe got 'The Golden Boot' award.

#Messi #Mbappe #FIFAWorldCup2022 #Journalism #LeftWing #Communication #Chat #Papa #Spaces





Sunday, December 18, 2022

Black Beauty

 Black Beauty


Black is the color of Beauty

No, not always shirking duty


Hitting the Divine with a song

Never doing anything wrong


But Black do you ever err?

Despise, distract, differ?


I thought Black is Perfect

Time to circumspect!!

Monday, December 12, 2022

Success

What It Means To Be A Success


I have often struggled with the idea of what it means to be a success. As a kid I was ALWAYS trying to fit in- with peers, family, teachers, staff, workers, helpers, neighbors, etc. Often I underwent a 'fundamental shift/change' in me to conform to those standards. In school it was often a 'very different' culture from what was at home (something I have written about in my diaries). Its as though I was being polished, being made more 'tamed', being set up to be a better person. I picked up whatever little I could. I don't know if I was successful in doing that, however, I received a 'Spirit of Welham' award upon completion of my Grade 12 (for a girl who personified the spirit of the values the school taught). We are after all often the 'product' of our surroundings and I often believe the organization we work for, too, shapes our beliefs and values.

Then came college and I was trying to fit in, albeit a different culture from what I had grown up as a schoolgirl. I was always very careful about attendance as a college graduate and my father oversaw all my grades. He even asked me at the end of every week how much I had studied in every subject (History, Political Science, Economics). Thanks to him I managed to improve my grades in my graduating years (1997-2000). However, suddenly after completing graduation I wanted to work and be a professional instead of continuing my studies. 

NDTV (New Delhi Television Limited) is one place where I can say I was not trying to fit in but I was completely my true Self, without any inhibitions- a place where I feel I had simply a new growth, grooming, new lifestyle, with complete joy, satisfaction, contentment, fulfilment and intellectual and personal growth. Yet I wanted to study further and decided to take up a degree in Cardiff University (https://www.cardiff.ac.uk/) for furthering my education and maybe become more informed in the process. As I struggled to get the degree I failed in writing my dissertation, which did make me feel like an utter failure, yet I feel I 'succeeded' in a lot of ways. There was so much more to the whole 'cultural paradigm' that was entirely new to me. For example, I NEVER touched a pizza until I studied in Cardiff. I usually only stuck to Dal-Roti-Sabzi. 

After coming back and getting into teaching, I actually started mulling over what it means to be a success. It means different things to different people, based on what meanings you attach to definitions around empowerment. For example, my sister-in-law had a very different childhood where her mother never taught her how to cook from a very young age (unlike mine); yet she appreciates when I offer to cook a vegetable or make tea. I still find that more fulfilling than writing a research paper or a column for a newspaper/website. 

Success is about finding your own little voice, a dollop of 'daily growth', meeting a minute-little 'daily target' and chugging along, if not racing like a 'bullet train'. I have had my brushes with success and failures, and for every failure there has been a 'silver lining'; which never made me feel like a failure as such.

Today, as I write this, I get news of my grandfather's demise. A person I was very close to- one with whom I always discussed my personal and professional aspirations. He once jokingly said, 'Navodita, you are a girl who can never find a boy who will match your intellectual and personality.' He always had faith in me and showed me off to others in his group of friends as though I were a BIG ACHIEVER. He rarely mulled over my failures, dismissing any such discussion in the family circle, saying, 'she's made of different stuff, not like the others.'

As I write new definitions of success, I might be missing one more deadline, yet I FEEL SUCCESSFUL.

- Adios Nana!! (forever in my heart)