Everyday Heroes

This is to the unsung heroes of everyday life!!!

There is nothing glorious about a person doing his job day after day…sometimes with enthusiasm…sometimes lazily…sometimes even contrary to one’s beliefs and conviction.Once you are adults you fend for yourself. that’s the rule, isn’t it? So, what’s the big deal?

Even i hadn’t thought about it till i became indirectly involved in witnessing injustice unfolding on a dear one.

A man works as an employee to provide for his family. As a single working member he has many liabilities…old mother, sister at home, a growing child…and little of whatever wishes he can manage to fulfill, to remind himself he is alive and he has dreams too.It’s not much to ask but if you have an unreasonable superior it’s a totally different ball game.

“Animality” is one of the evil life states i have studied in Daishonin’s Buddhism.It comes from the “survival of the fittest rule” of Jungle but in much ghastlier way. Human beings who are top of the pyramid of evolution, meant to encompass feelings of love and compassion choose to work from their primal instincts of torturing the weaker or lesser and flattering the more powerful ones.Only difference is animals do it to satisfy their hunger humans choose for much baser reasons.These so called ¬†“humans” bully another because they have control over the livelihood of the junior.They feel it’s the birthright to fling indignities on people whose hands are tied by love for their near ones.And if the torturer is also the owner and board member of the company, then God save you!!!

Weighed down by responsibility of family these underprivileged ones are nothing less than heroes to put up with hostile environment day after day… waiting for that ¬†phone call which can take them away from this living hell!It takes enormous courage to get out of the bed and go to work waiting to be ticked off even when you are right. It takes a lot of character to hold on to your principles and still think of ways so than your unforgiving employer can benefit!

Yes they are heroes indeed, for they have chosen to act out of love when others around them have chosen to be (not animals for animals care too when they aren’t hungry) brutal.

The Weird Das

In my last post I had mentioned we are a bit weird.

I would like to give you a glimpse of our weirdness.

A normal weekend people like to laze, read or just relax. We do the same only our methods of relaxing are bit different.

My husband grabs on djambe to practice along with my daughter. The hitch here is arr…. he doesn’t quite know how to play. He just slaps or pounds on djambe to create what he thinks is “rhythm”. My daughter plays along, she gets her set of toy maracas and both create enough cacophony to give the original Cacophonix from Asterix serious competition. The quiet and peace is broken enough to give a splitting headache early morning.

Stop them…. you can’t. Can anybody stop the sun from rising….can anyone stop waves from crashing. This is the intensity and passion they attack on the instrument.

Beginning of a glorious day
The das version of cacophonix
Breaking peace
It was absolutely jarring. But they were without any care.How does one curb this pure enthusiasm?…even if it is totally out of sync.
What’s a girl to do when rest of the family seem incorrigible….well joining them seemed most sensible thing to do.They did look happy…So I joined the party too!
Family that goofs together stays together

Together we created the “beginning of civilization” entertainment like how god meant it to be.

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the awesaome weird family
The Wierd Das… all three of them

This is my second attempt in blogging!

The first one didn’t quite work….let’s say serious writers’ block. When I had started that one I felt I would just wow the world with my… let’s say superior abilities (yeah….I feel I am grandiose too!!!). then I didn’t have too much to write. I did manage to write a few stuff which was ok but words wouldn’t flow. So I thought of keeping it simple this time around, make fresh start writing what I know best….my sometimes-boring-sometimes-weird-funny life.

Above is my family portrait (sorry…. done by me). You see I love blogs with illustrations in it. I find it endearing so even if I am not a cartoonist or artist I thought of putting it nevertheless. Everytime I make it may turn out to be different depiction, so I have come up with this guide —
Oval face with thick mustache will be my husband.
Round face with mop of curly hair will be me.
Small variable face will be my 5 year old daughter’s…. Oh! Check for long eyelashes. (that’s her concept of depicting girls)

We live as a small nuclear family in a big busy city. Each of us have lot of quirks to fill in the descriptions and I shall do so time to time.

For now I am happy to get started.