Independence Day

 August 15 feels special, however cynical you might have grown, given that rough and tough ride called daily lived life, right? Actually, each August 15 is like every monsoon day, muggy, drizzly, slushy, right? Yet, with or without the sun shining, the mindscape is full of bright, brilliant, beautiful beams, right? 

What does independence truly mean? I suppose, the real meaning is far, far beyond the typical, routine, ritualistic celebrations, often managed in a quite mindless way. Why, there are 'citizens' who mindlessly repeat every harmful detail that former colonisers and/or current enemies pile up day in, and seconds out, right?

In my opinion, real independence, whether as a nation or as an individual, is not getting bogged down due to and/or within the narratives in to which 'others' want us to get sucked.

There would always be mostly conscious, and, at times, thoughtlessly unconscious, attempts to minimise you utmost, to reduce you in to a persona non grata every possible way, to wipe you out completely. 

 Real independence lies in your soul unfurling itself bright n beautiful in every space full of distant yet inviting stars, above every sky, however cloudy, dark or drenched it may be made (out to be). 

Long live the joy that lies in being your own self, despite every struggle, despite every setback, despite every obstacle, and with every ounce of creativity, contentment and calm happy gratefulness, forging better bonds! Happy Independence Day!

Pratima@ Independence is getting over the barriers our own subconscious thresholds, too, right?

Quote of the day:                                                          "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will." Charlotte Brontë's great quote indeed!

Word of the day: freedom or independence.        It is the feel of not being held prisoner or controlled by somebody else. It is the right or ability to do or say what you want, without harming others' freedom(s).

Soupçon, In Memoriam Series, III. ix

                         Soupçon III                                                     In Memoriam Series                                                        IV.ix                                       International Year of the Woman Farmer

Elephants

 Elephants are unique indeed. Huge they are. In fact, appear clumsy at the first sight. That long trunk, those floppy ears, those small eyes, that hulky body, nothing, nothing about them is beautiful or attractive at the first sight. Hardly have they the grace of a lion or the power of a tiger.

Yet, in my opinion, they are the BEST in the forest, or even as domesticated, however much I may dislike the idea. If at all you were to have a tiger as a pet, it is more for the entertainment, or even show-off value, right? Is the tiger helpful in a way? Nope! Why our bestie, a doggie, is a kinder, nicer, cuter companion, despite his smaller size in comparison.

Look at the elephants though. They are strength incarnate. Impossible are the tasks they manage effortlessly, and with utmost ease, calm and quiet! As if they know that they can murder, and yet gently bear with all the human faults and foibles! The only alternatives to this great feel are parents, and God!

Look at that much mocked body, too. That trunk is the most sensitive organ in the whole world. What are noses of the perfect size, shape and width in comparison with that brilliant organ. Those ears can hear the minutest sound, while behind those small eyes is a great brain.  And, oh, yes, they are truly clan-oriented, more family-oriented and social than the so-called societal human beings! Forget never ever that they are more matriarchal than the arch-est feminist! 

No other animal is as ancient, as intelligent and as kind/playful/beneficent as this gentle giant, the elephant. Happy elephant day forever!

Pratima@Is it any wonder that the God of Gods, Ganesha, dons the head of an elephant!!! 

Quote of the day:                                                            "Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing." Absolutely agreed, John Donne! 

Word of the day: matriarchal                                     Matriarchal is a society or a system guided by women rather than men; passing power, property, et al,  from mother to daughter, and all the woman-oriented relationships. 

A unique day indeed!

 Today is special, absolutely unique indeed. To begin with, the day welcomes the month of Shrawan. This morning, there was that typical Shravan like hide-n-seek of the fresh rays of the early sunshine and a light drizzle. 

Well, there was not exactly the rainbow Bal Kawi describes in his famous poem describing the unique month of Shrawan.  A unique coincidence it is that today happens to be his, Balkawi's, birth anniversary. 

Bal Kawi, the pen name of Tryambak Bapuji Thombre, was a nature poet who wrote exquisite Nature poems in the vein of the namesake Romantic poets, especially Coleridge and Wordsworth. 

Like them, he, too, imbued Nature with a mystical, divine, pervasive presence, a staple concept with the American transcendental poets such as Emerson and Whitman as well. 

Shravan is the month of that fullness when nature is at its loveliest. The Ashadh rains would have rejuvenated every bush and each brook. The Shravan look is hence simply beatific, beyond beautiful. The very many festivals add to it the glamour and dazzle that satiate all our senses.

 Shravan, in short, is a unique month. Rains seem to have understood it, too. Cloud bursts, landslides, rivers in spate overflowing their banks have all receded. The cities look actually clean. All is well, all is well. Welcome, Shravan! 

Pratima@ August 13 is unique for another reason. It is the organ donation day. Thus we can give life even after death, and for the patient, a new life blooms again, with high hopes for health and well-being! 

Quote of the day:                                                           “Never underestimate the power you have to take your life in a new direction.” Indeed, Germany Kent! 

Word of the day : rejuvenate                                  This verb means make somebody/something feel or look younger, allow a fresh lease of life. Like Shravan! 

Soupçon, In Memoriam Series, III. viii

                             Soupçon III                                                     In Memoriam Series                                                        IV.viii                                         International Year of the Woman Farmer 

Why should there be a special year dedicated to women farmers? The answer to this question points to the unique contribution women always bring to any field in which they participate. 

Women are always in the present and yet constantly relate to the future, right? Well, such are the roles they enjoy in their lives. Yes, they ARE themselves, and yet they are not afraid of  being  a special someone to most all who join their ambit. 

This capacity to add a special "soupçon", a little unique something, to  each person, to every task, to life itself that makes it necessary that there must be a special year dedicated to women farmers. 

Women make everything sustainable, right? Look at food scarcity, right from the inner most circle, that is, the family. A mother can cook up a great breakfast from the left-over's of the recipe of the night before. Actually, like my mother used to be, a good housewife would, to begin with, without any calculations of grams and milligrams, never ever stuff her refrigerator with any leftovers. 

Such sensibility and sensitivity make women farmers the fulcrum of sustainable, enviornment conscious, responsible actors. Most importantly, women farmers would keep biodiversity intact. Our next, and the last in this series, contribution  would clarify why women farmers need a unique celebration. 

Pratima Agnihotri

In visible!

 It is the total solar eclipse today. Apparently, it is not visible in India.  Its global path is such that only parts of Greenland, Iceland, Spain, Portugal, and northern Russia can see it. 

Yet a glimpse outside convinces me that the solar eclipse may not be visible, yet its impact is everywhere! The birds in the trees in the front yard, always busy cooing, creating their own natural symphonies, are unusually quiet. 

The sunlight is not its usual bright self it typically is at this hour. It is dim. There is an unmistakable gloom in the very air. A kind of dead, drear silence as if predicting some doom. Why, there is a chill in the air, almost prompting to reach for my sweater.

How the climate affects our moods! The climate conservationist in me confirms yet again the commitment to sustainability  needs. 

The distance does not matter, I agree, when the source of energy is dimmed. The absent moon on this no-moon day is standing between the sun, the source of light, nay, of life itself, and us, the earthlings. All sorts of mythical tales and science fiction keep on scrolling before the mind's eye. 

A perfect metaphor the feel is for the evil in our lives. They are in visible, yet visible is their vicious effect on innocent lives. Eclipse incarnate they are! What might be the cure against such who drain the very vitality? 

Create your own electrifying luminosity, I suppose. It would bloom out of a conjunction of all that is the best, the brightest and the blithe in your own soul, heart, and mind. No eclipse, partial or total, can then render 'in visible' your clean, clear, calm path!

Pratima@ Saw a few clicks of the eclipse, the ring of fire, especially. Beautiful is this depressing natural phenomenon!

Quote of the day:                                                              "Nations, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become an endless night." So says Victor Hugo. The 'nations' in this quote can comfortably and effectively be replaced by 'selves'/'selfhoods'/'i-dentities', right?

Word of the day: solar eclipse                                    In India, solar eclipses (Surya Grahan) are traditionally viewed as inauspicious bad omens caused by the mythical demon Rahu swallowing the sun. Cultural superstitions dictate strict avoidance of routine activities like eating, cooking, and stepping outside to ward off perceived evil energies, radiation, or spiritual impurity. Rituals do have their owh customary significations, right? 

Soupçon, In Memoriam Series, IV.vii

                           Soupçon III                                                          In Memoriam Series                                                         IV.vii                               International Year of the Woman Farmer

The ultimate authority when it comes to farm distress in India is P. Sainath. Let us hence look at his invaluable inputs. To avoid repetition, as we have been exploring this issue since August 3, let us concentrate on the unique points we have not so far mentioned 

Let us look at the data he provides. 96 per cent of rice transplantation, 76 per cent of seed sowing and 86 per cent of crop transportation, he maintains, is women's agrarian contribution. Such work requires squatting, bending and carrying a heavy load. 

Given the inevitable household work, it is a huge burden. In other words, P. Sainath brings to everybody's notice the health issues of women farmers/farm hands.

Yet another major point he makes is regarding the total exclusion of women farmers from the farm crisis data as they are referred to as "widows of make farmers." The very nomenclature denies them any legal status, and hence any financial exclusion.

 They do try to till the land and carry on with both farm related and household duties. As they are beyond the bounds of legally accrued financial help, they, too, commit suicide when the debt gets mountain high. Their deaths, however, are not thus mentioned in the National Crime Research Bureau, according to P. Sainath. Injustice continues to haunt them even after death!

Pratima Agnihotri