Humanity, society, responsibility and emotion. At this moment, I want to question, where do we lose them occasionally? Why does it take such a horrific incident, like a rape case to remind us of the fact that we are a part of a civilized society? Why?  The oldest civilization in the planet and yet today we struggle against an act which even animals would abstain from. Yes, strong harsh words, I don’t use them so often. But what is happening around this fog rigged burning city has compelled me to do so? Last seven days, I met, I heard, I saw numerous people, with opinions, anger, frustration and offence, coming out, protesting, shouting in the streets. An Indian born lady, settled abroad commented, I love India, but I now fear being an Indian . Why? Why are we awakened now? We never really bothered when a lady travelling in a bus is bullied and teased. We never stood up to fight for our neighboring lady who is being harassed daily by his landlord. Our humanity remains...

A few days back I downloaded this movie ‘English Vinglish ’, and till this hour I have watched it like about 30 times. For the current Dabaang generation, watching such a movie would be a girly stuff, while for the Twilight generation, watching such a movie would ironically be an inhuman activity. However, the reason for me watching the movie 30 times and blogging about it is actually because of its concept. The story portrayed in the movie is such a unique yet a common heart touching issue for almost all of the middle class housewives.     For those who are unaware of the plot, in brief, the movie revolves around a lady (Sri Devi) who is made fun of in the family because of inefficiency in speaking English and she is never returned the respect she deserves even from her children. Ultimately, she learns English and makes her family realize the importance of being equally respected for a balanced marriage hood.  Talking in general terms, it’s not always ...