Ekta Kapoor’s serial reel life and real life

Today I sat down to pen down some sad thoughts while experiencing a bad incident. When I tried to read my own thoughts I found they were so very similar to Ekta Kapoor serials. It gives me a scare to think that the lady might be proved right after all. Her heroine or the Goody is me here and the vamp is another baddy in my life. All her vamps and villains are expensively dressed with the latest designer wear. Most of her Goodys are simply dressed (read poorly in my case). I take the liberty of calling myself a heroine ;-). Since I am the one writing this piece, I at least deserve that much credit. Her Baddys never miss overhearing the right secret (gehra raaz!). Her Goodys are all naive without a hint of anything conspiring right under their noses. Her Baddys are always the first ones to hit the target and never miss a chance to do so. In my case same is the story.

When I compare Ekta Kapoor’s serials and some of my own experiences, I feel what good is it to be good after all. The baddies always have their own say and yet can face anyone with head held high and piercing gaze. It feels as if Ekta Kapoor’s serials are here to teach that it is better to be bad after all. The Goodys always suffer. The lifelong sufferings of Goodys from generation to generation at the hands of Baddys are so damn de-motivating. A few of my experiences have forced me to ponder. I keep brooding all day. The baddy here has done her share of bad-mouthing against me without knowing the exact story on my side. The goody (with which I proudly baptise myself) here didn’t even get a chance to say her mind. Still the baddy is able to manipulate everyone else around them into thinking that she is a Goody after all. To top it all the Baddy claimed to be a very “good” and “close” friend of Goody. The foolish Goody did not even see through the real Baddy till the matters had gone out of hand.

Why does not the goody have the guts to say and spread things about the Baddy? I guess that’s what Goodys are for. They are born to tolerate and that is why they are Goodys after all. The Goody keeps her self-respect on high priority and breaks all links with Baddy but never ever tries to malign the Baddy.

Does one really pay in real life to be bad after all? Does the good actually get returns for the good, in real life?

What motivates the Goody to remain Goody after all? Why should I not leave the path of righteousness if it pays me with a loss? The bad people I feel never have to take the hard "tests" of life. It is always the good ones who are taking hard tests in life and still winning. But is this winning any good?

Isn't the term goody and baddy relative? For one a baddy could be goody and for one a goody can be baddy. I don't know what am I writing. It is one o'clock at night and I am so upset too. Probably my mind is too overworked with the incident and then the torture of penning it down. So I should give my mind a rest with.............

............A big pat on my back for being the Goody.

RAGS TO DITCHES!!

Yes, this refers to the recent death of a teenager who was ragged till he was taken to the grave. This teenager’s only crime being that he was a fresher in the college he chose for his career.

Ragging to the levels of physical injury and, even death in some cases like these, is totally unacceptable. And it should be for any society that calls itself civilised. These teenagers who enter college at the age of 18, get a right to drive, get the right to vote...do they really deserve it? Are they surviving only to snatch their rights without fulfilling any moral duties towards humanity and society?
More than a crime, ragging has become a social evil. Just like female infanticide, child marriages, sati etc this can only be eradicated by bringing awareness in the society. It cannot be curbed by bringing a law into force. A law has never stopped anyone from wrong doing. In spite of severe punishments for murders and killings they are still being committed and that too on an ever increasing rate. More than law makers we need some character makers. Some role models in the society may help. Some more education on telling right from the wrong is needed. More than degrees we need education in its right sense. What can we expect from others when such incidents take place in medical colleges? Here students enter with a dream to become life savers and end up being life takers. How does the society rely on such doctors? They dream and strive to build big, successful careers and never think of becoming a successful human being.

The evils in society will not stop at this. Earlier it was lack of education for all, now it is ragging horror, tomorrow it could be something else. Till the date society exists, some or the other evils will pop up their heads. It depends on how prepared the society is to face them. How aware are we? Do we retrospect our own past and present? Is it more important to give the right amount of money for admissions or is it more important to give the right amount of education to be prepared for admissions?

Shame....A virtue long lost!

Surprising isn't it that shame can be a virtue after all. But shame here is not as in getting shame, but, shame as in feeling shamefulness on a wrong doing. Shamefulness is actually a virtue even for the least virtuous person alive.

Recently the whole world saw Mumbai held ransom, Mumbai helpless, Mumbai fighting, Mumbai reacting, Mumbai angry and above all Mumbai demanding answers. What we also saw was shameless people everywhere. Shameless police waiting for NSG to interfere in the most horrid terrorist attack on Mumbai. Shameless Shivraj Patil quietly resigning without having to account for the terrorist attack. As if he sacrificed so much for the country by giving up his post. Shameless Narayan Rane, just days after the attack, threatening to bring down the government on not becoming the chief minister. Shameless Mukhtar Abbas Naqvi comparing the angry Mumbaikars to terrorists in J&K. Shameless media flaunting only anger and violence in our faces. Shameless A.R.Antulay suggesting that ATS chief Hemant Karkare's death was a conspiracy of some kind. And again that same shameless A.R. Antulay defiant about his statement causing an uproar. And yet again that same shameless Antulay going back on his words when his ministerial position was at stake.

And recently our shameless neighbour denying that Qasab(the lone caught-alive terrorist) is a Pakistani, when Qasab has admitted to it, his parents have and the whole world has proved that he is a Pakistani. Shameless Pakistan yet again saying that proofs, sent by India to prove Pakistanis are involved in the attacks, are insufficient.

And most recently the shameless Mayawati saying her party had nothing to do with the PWD engineer's death regarding collection of donations for her 'Birthday Celebrations'. Yet the shameless Mayawati goes on to celebrate her Birthday as 'virodhi party dhikkar diwas'(down with opposition day).

Above all the shameless we, who take in all this and sit tight-lipped, so nice and cosy. Other than writing and speaking a few words here and there, we do nothing.

God knows when(?) the whole world...all of us, will learn to stand upright on OUR OWN backbones, accept the responsibilities of our doings and at least feel shameful for what we have done.