Sep 30, 2008

Ufff ... its tough to be a vegetarian ...

(At dinner time ... )
X: You always seem to cook only veg dishes.
Me: Oh yeah .. thats what I eat. I am a vegetarian.
X: Oh! On all days ?
Me: eh ????

This is the conversation I come across so often that I am fed up explaining people that a vegetarian is a vegetarian on all days. I thought its quite logical that if any one eats non-veg even once in a blue moon he/she is a non-vegetarian. But no, there are social non-veg eaters (like social smokers or drinkers); also, I came to know that there are many cadres of non-vegetarians too. There are those who eat anything that moves, those who eat anything that moves only in the sea/land, those who seem to have liking towards anything that has only two legs and can't fly more than some feet... the list is long! I have had my quota of friends who are hard core non-vegetarians... but now I am experiencing my share of friends who practice the Christian policy - "Convert!" The best argument was from one of the people in my team. He went about explaining that both animals and plants have life. He continued that plants are like small kids ... they can't defend themselves; which makes it even more a sin to eat them. Phew... I am really glad that chickens and goats defend themselves so well that its only the plants that are not able to run away and become my meal! Well... approximately 10 times of vegetation is necessary to produce 1 kilo of meat. And thats how the largest meat producing countries are blamed to be thoughtless about the nations where a person doesn't get a single meal. But we are not designed to think about others. While I don't seem to mind my friends who eat non-veg continue to do so, I feel extremely sad when I see vegetarians turning into non-vegetarians, for whatever reason. When I see beef being sold on the streets, I feel as if we are killing our own mothers who has fed us her milk, to feast on her flesh and blood.

Sep 29, 2008

Asai mugam marandu poche


It was one of the lazy mornings that I wanted to listen to something classical. Learning classical music has been a part of growing up in our families and I have been one of the unfortunate lot who didn't have enough passion to continue with it. I can hardly recognise a raaga nor do I have the patience to repeat the same lines in different thaala. I confine myself to smaller, precis version of the keerthanas. For me, listening to classical music requires me to kill the guilt of not having been through the training properly, not having practised, not having pursued music as passionately as some of them have gone through. Anyway... I do succeed in killing my guilt to just listen to the powerful flow of music that 7 swaras can generate for the poems composed in my mother-tongue. Yeah, I have never succeeded to attach much of a meaning to "Ra Ra venugopala" when I sing it, while I instantly connect to "Alaipaayuthey kanna" or "Thaye yashoda". The same was the case when I heard "Asai mugam marandu poche". It beautifully depicts the pain of a girl who is very much in love with Krshna but is not able to hold details of his face in her mind. I end up realizing the pain felt by the girl and am awed that so easily Bharatiyar has expressed it in simple words! Where are such poets who could weave magic with their poems and compositions? When are we going to wake up and find that all we are left with are copies of some other language's music and lyrics that make no sense? When are we going to get rid of the disgusting and vulgar gaana songs?