Saturday, July 31, 2021

Poem: ‘The Magic of Monsoon’

 

‘The Magic of Monsoon’

 

The day began all bright and sunny

But, by noon dark clouds hovered.

The lightning struck and flashed

The thunder boomed and echoed.

 

The frogs croaked louder,

The ants strengthened the boulder,

The peacocks chanted-

The hymn to welcome the first rains.

The first drops drizzled

And then came the downpour!

Kids splashed in muddy pools

And left the paper boats to pave their way…

 

The insects and critters crawled about.

While the drops glistened in the rain,

A rainbow emerged amidst the clouds

And left us all lost in ecstasy.

 

Happiness suffused on the faces

As they smelt the earthy scent.

The magic of monsoon-etched in our hearts

Can never ever fade away!


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Monday, July 26, 2021

Sexism and stereotypes in cartoons

 

Sexism and Stereotypes 

in cartoons

 

 I and my friends bonded over many of our favorite shows when we were little kids. We would even enact the incidents. Doraemon, Shin-Chan, Pokemon, Chhota Bheem, etc always made me laugh- until they didn’t. 

As I grew up, I noticed that everything was not all right. The cartoons that I watched were steeped in prejudice and stereotypes. The cartoons that I watched were inherently sexist and in some cases- toxic.

Take the example of Doraemon. Shizuku is a bright girl. When she is asked by her teacher what she would like to pursue as a career, she simply replies, “ A good wife and a good mother.” 

At some point or the other, we may feel like starting a family. There's nothing wrong with that. But why does Shizuka not expect something more from life? Is a woman’s only role to look after home and hearth? Of course, not! She is not shown to have any professional ambition. 

Be it Shin-Chan or Ninja Hattori, the women are confined to the four walls of their kitchen. They are either washing the utensils, serving the family, or doing chores. Why don't the men contribute to the household chores? When the mothers are reading magazines to relax a bit, the fathers and the sons taunt them for being idle! In fact, they are shown to be angry when they don't get their food on time- served on their plates (Their ego is so bloated that they don't even bother to fetch their own plates!). 

We see that Nobita is always dependant on Doraemon’s gadgets to solve his problems. Why doesn’t he take up the initiative to improve himself?

Moreover, he is plainly nasty. Why do we see him pulling Shizuka’s skirt or installing cameras in her room? Is this what we want children to learn? We need to teach them about respecting everyone, about consent. It is harassment and it is not at all acceptable! I wonder where that will go with cartoons like these.

The intention could be of inducing some laughter. However, harassment is not something to be taken with a grain of salt. Once one of my favorite movies, 3 Idiots has a scene when the audience laughs at the joke of 'Balatkaar'. It means rape. How can we joke about such a huge issue, especially in India, where one woman is raped every 16 minutes?

The next cartoon on the list is Chhota Bheem. Bheem is fair, strong, and smart. Kalia, his rival is a dark boy (the only person of a dark complexion) who is often shown to be dumb. So, dark people are not as good? If you ask me, that’s racist.  

Chutki like her name is reduced to a damsel in distress. She makes ladoos for Bheem so that he can eat them and save the day. Girls are often shown to be submissive and demure. Why don’t they take the reins of their lives into their own hands? Why can't they voice their opinions as their male peers do? Why do Disney Princesses always wait for a Prince Charming to solve all their problems? 

The idea of having someone solve all your problems while you don't even lift a finger is quite compelling, I know. But my dear friends, this is not how the world works in reality. 

Recent Disney and Pixar movies like Moana, Frozen, Brave are much more empowering than the previous ones. However, they aren’t exempt from publicizing conventional beauty standards.

I suddenly see him standing there
A beautiful stranger, tall and fair
I wanna stuff some chocolate in my face.”

- For the First time in forever (lyrics), Frozen 

This emphasizes the idea that men who are tall and fair are handsome. Girls are not the only ones who are forced to conform to nonsensical norms. Boys are taught to be insensitive. Why are we robbing them of their humanity? 

I watched some anime shows this Summer. The girls were thin as a reed! To meet the beauty standards, I'm afraid that they will continue to starve themselves!  We need to stop concocting the idea of unattainable physical perfection. Everyone is different and everyone is beautiful in their own way. Period.

The list of such shows goes on and on. I believe the writers also didn’t realize that their prejudice is reflected on screen. It is so ingrained in our minds. But we need to unlearn and challenge the status quo.

Children are impressionable. Therefore we need stronger role models for them who put gender equality into practice. We need characters from diverse backgrounds including religion, race, culture, sexual orientations, ethnicities… I have seen very few minorities and they are represented as very ‘exotic’. We need different perspectives. So, we need more and more diverse people as producers.

Why not bring people from the LGBTQA community to the table while making a film about their struggles? Why not cast actors from the community?  They will be able to portray the characters authentically.

I had watched ‘Wonder’. It’s a great movie that depicts the struggle of a 10-year-old with a facial deformity. The boy who played the character had to spend hours on the make-up. Maybe they could have cast a child who actually had the deformity. 

It’s difficult to unlearn but not impossible. I would like to see diverse shows with diverse characters and storylines. I would like to see progressive shows which go with our 21st-century ideals and whose characters are not afraid to stand up for what is right.


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Saturday, July 17, 2021

Poem: ‘No matter how the weather may be’

 

‘No matter how the weather may be’

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Looking intently at the sky,

For dark clouds coming this way.

May be it will rain tomorrow

If not today…

 

As I rolled out the rotis flat,

I heard a familiar sound

Rushing out, I danced

To the patter of the drizzle

 

The thunder boomed

And lightning flashed.

A hundred buckets of water

Drenched me head to toe.

 

Shivering and trembling,

I went into the house.

The rotis were burnt

I braced myself for an upcoming storm

 

It rained for three days straight.

Every now and then

I asked it to stop and asked,

“Oh, will I ever see the sun again?”

 

After years it seemed,

When light finally broke through

The thick blanket of melancholy

Patience does pay off, after all

 

 

Welcoming the harbinger

Of joy and laughter,

I made a firm resolve

To spend the day outdoors.

 

Till nine, I was a sun flower.

By ten, I was soaked in sweat.

By eleven, I felt as if I’ll burn.

By noon, I was done!

 

As I sat in a pensive state,

It occurred to me that:

No matter how rainy or how sunny

May the weather be;

It can’t possibly please everybody.


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Sunday, July 11, 2021

A conversation I won't forget

A conversation I won’t forget’

(Characters- Future me and Past me)

Past me: “Are you my look-alike? But you seem a little older than me…”

Future me: “I am your future self.”

Past me: (Astonished) “This must be one of those weird dreams I can’t comprehend.”

Future me: “This is not a dream. I am real. I got here by time machine.”

Past me: “Woah, that’s so cool! I want to time travel too.”

Future me: “Yeah, you will because I am...”

Past me: “What brings you here? Is it a deep yearning to be young again?”

Future me: “Wait a minute. What makes you think that I’m old? I’m 22 and it’s you who’re a tiny kid.”

Past me: “I’m not a tiny kid. Anyways, why have you come here to bother me?”

Future me: “(laughing) Oh! I used to be such a hot head. Well, what was I saying?”

Past me: You’re so forgetful.

Future me: “As if you aren’t.

Past me: “That’s true. But I thought I would change.”

Future me: “Change can’t happen just like that. Have you worked for it?”

Past me: “Hmmm…You are preachy.”

Future me: “I have every right to be.”

Past me: “I wouldn’t want to grow up to be like you. No offense.”

Future me: “None taken. Now I pity our parents.”

Past me: “Why?”

Future me: “It must be difficult to deal with your tantrums.”

Past me: “You are bossy. That makes me wonder how your boss tolerates you.”

Future me: “I am a boss myself.”

Past me: “Oh! What is your job?”

Future me: “I can’t disclose that.”

Past me: “Which college did you get into?”

Future me: “Confidential.”

Past me: “Please! I am dying to know.”

Future me: “Would there be any fun in life if you knew everything?”

Past me: (thinking) “I don’t reckon that there would be.”

Future me: “That was what I want you to know.”

Past me: “Last question-Do you have a boyfriend…Is he nice?”

Future me: “(blushing) Well, you won't budge after all...’”

Past me: “Hey, you are fading!”

Future me: “Oh no, I'm running out of time...But you’ll know someday.”

Past me: “I hope so. Any advice? You won't run short of that, will you?”

Future me: (laughing)“Work hard and you’ll achieve what you want. That's cliched, isn't it?”

Past me: “It is. ”

Future me: “ But there must be some truth in it. Au revoir!”

Past me: “Oh, Bye! I would be able to speak French!”

Future me: “If you start learning it now!”

Past me: “I think I'll try.”

Future me: “ Très Bien!”


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Sunday, July 4, 2021

My First MUN (Model United Nations) conference

 

‘My first MUN’

        After my MUN (Model United Nations) conference, my thoughts drifted to the time I was a beginner. I remember how clueless I felt regarding the procedures. My seniors were using alien words like ‘moderated caucuses’, ‘draft resolution’, ‘unmoderated caucus’ etc etc. What a raucous about this caucus thing! I thought.

       Somehow I mustered up the courage to ask them what it meant. Very politely, they would explain what it was all about. I nodded my head as if I could comprehend everything but the truth was that I was all the more dubious.

       We got through the opening ceremony. My heart was racing and my palms were sweaty as I walked into the room. My opening speech went well. Thankfully, they couldn’t see my shaking legs.

       MUN sessions are long. 8 sessions with each taking about 1 ½ hour. Though the agenda (the topic of discussion) seemed complicated, I wasn’t regretting my participation. The sessions were intellectually stimulating. It was as if the actual delegates were present to represent their countries.

       Towards the end of the second day, the delegate of Pakistan was cornered. However, the delegate handled each question with a vigilant mind. Though not many countries were ready to form an alliance, the delegate wasn’t disheartened. In fact, he came up with a great draft resolution.

      At that point of time, I could just admire the sincerity with which the delegate defended the allegations. Looking back now, I could see another layer. The way the majority or the more powerful delegations singled out and shifted the blame on one country. I find it to be wrong but in MUNs, alliances and enemies do play a role.

      In my opinion, when it comes to issues like climate change or mobilising financial support to the developing countries amid the pandemic, it doesn’t really matter. We all are part of larger international community and  must work together. Easier said than done. I know. May be that’s why we have MUNs- to introduce young minds about the larger global issues. There’s no simple solution but debate helps us to get one step closer; to realising them.

       The delegate of Australia, that young 8th grader would have appeared a passive observer. I was an observer but by no means passive. I listened to all the arguments, learnt about various topics, understood international relations, the way of being assertive but not rude and so much more.

      Though I hadn’t won any prize, I went home with a smile. Why? Because it was with the knowledge of a lesson well learnt.

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