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Few years down, it was a small step with a true inspiring everyday short story ‘A tale of two Moms’ @http://www.chaitalibhattacharjee7.com/?p=58; a story which you and I can relate with a universal theme of maternal bonding. Then came a verse on female foeticide ‘Girl Unborn – The Monologue’ @http://www.chaitalibhattacharjee7.com/?p=334, an issue which time immemorial I have proclaimed dear to my heart.

While publications in acclaimed Huffingtonpost India, SoulSpot, Parentous and various other channels provided me with elation and content, but quite recently the incorrigible loss that left a void in my heart is still in the process of bereavement. As said time is powerful, I leave myself to its mercy. I lost my Moonlight, my Grandmom. Someone who gave me life’s biggest lesson ‘Never give up on love.’
A dedication year back ‘To my Moonlight’ @http://www.chaitalibhattacharjee7.com/?p=986 on a special day of her birthday brings back memories filled with fondness, love and purity.

Saying all this I just wanted to inform my readers, followers and fellow blogger friends that I moved from free WordPress site https://chaitalibhattacharjee7.wordpress.com into own domain http://www.chaitalibhattacharjee7.com. A sincere thank you to blogger friend Mr. Alok Vats for setting my domain.

To convey that this place which still stays as ‘Love, Life and Whatever’ is special to me is an understatement. An abode where I find my voice and where you listen to it ardently and share yours. A place where I write and express to inspire or amuse in some way. The outpourings of my readers made me realise how we interconnect at some level or other as human.
My writing is the reflection of my soul. This would have never been possible and the journey would have been that much inane without the kindness and the boost being showered by my readers and friends in each of my expressions(posts). Love for all.

 

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What’s the point?

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These days are largely subjective; biting perceptions with a hint of melodrama here and there. These days we live with a clause(and claws too). Mostly these are the days when we rely more on tags and labels and bracketing, when squibbing and display is the real deal than the real substance itself.
I am not even talking about the fine luxury Movado flashed in the profile picture of my distantly common to common friend in FB list, exhibited slyly . That’s superficial, right! I am rooting for something deeper than this.

SCENARIO – I
Let me then start with my own first hand actuality. I have mentioned it before in some of my journals that I am a quintessential woman and love every part of being a woman. So do you label me a feminist then?

My life experiences, occurrences, exposure and sensibility has led me to feel certain way about issues sensitive pertaining to gender bias not in general but being endured and witnessed in day to day phase and almost every sphere of life. In other words what I saw, heard or felt as a fellow human being from my real life happenings and cues being picked, made me believe in certain way.
Now let me clear the air before. I don’t endorse any kind of extremism be it in any form. My intention is even beyond that – very clear, very basic. A life is a life; doesn’t matter boy or a girl. It will flourish, let it flourish rather allow it to flourish into it’s absolute possible potential.

More so I believe in humanism which I am sure a term like that exists; the spirit that dwells into humanity. To make it sound coherent, anything that values life on this earth without putting a clause based on caste, creed or race and in this case gender, I respectfully defend that. So I can be a non misandrist and as well care for equality and social justice.

We human beings are dubbed as the supreme creation. Just because I am not exposed to certain debilitating circumstances should not make me raise a brow or turn blind eyes towards a cause or call.
How justified is that? Where is the empathy then?

Does that make me hate a man, of course not. It’s like ‘do you like night or day!’ I see the day because I felt the night. Perhaps nature sets the best example of coexistence and conjunction.

SCENARIO – II
The other day one of the current top best-selling author and television personality posted an intensely thoughtful quote in his social media page and those lines impressed me. What I could interpret with whatsoever knowledge I have, it talked about the intense need for sense of balance in today’s life. But then a series of slander and derogatory words were thrown at his character, forbearing, career choices, and even writing skill on the comment section.
I wonder were they actually foreseeing the calibre of T S Eliot, William Burroughs or may be James Joyce. Believe me being a language and literature student and connoisseur of words, it’s not that easy comprehending a piece of seasoned literary work . Ulysses demands as much attention and intellect as any scientific concept but catering to different faculties of mind. I wonder further were they be able to appreciate rather comprehend the syllables if it was one of the absolute classics being provided to them.

I have heard this innumerable times that to gain some you have to loose some. The author fits the bill in this case. He writes to cater to the mass; simple story about life with easy to understand English and of course some discourse on life lessons. So why not label him pseudo-intellectual!
Looks like we want sugar even if we are diabetic. I guess even that’s not the purpose. Either it’s the shameless publicity stunts or a defence mechanism to balm one’s own inner complexes or may be that few minutes of glitz and media visibility or hooligan bonhomie, they hurl those abuses even without thinking once. They come as if they have become natural recourse of life.
Whatever the reasons were, it totally diluted the deeper or richer message the quote reflected amidst personal attacks and acrimoniousness.

SCENARIO – III
Few days back there was much uproar on using a trending trick for campaigning a delicate and pressing issue of female foeticide.
Is the cliché ‘Something is better than nothing’ redundant now? Well I understand we need more than something to curb this heinous and diabolical anti-social element.
While researching for an assignment on this issue one year back I came across some horrific figures related. Foetal sex determination and sex selective abortion by unethical medical professionals has today grown into a Rs. 1,000 crore industry approx. There are concerns that PCPNDT Act has been poorly enforced by authorities and had extreme low conviction rate.
I still get teary eyed when one of the readers, a sixteen year old collegiate wrote to me after reading my piece on this issue:

June 18, 2014 at 1:13 am
“A very powerful piece of writing. I can relate to it mostly because I was an unwanted girl child. If not for my mother I wouldn’t have been alive or might be given up for adoption. But she was a strong women, and she saved me by going against her own family. I never got the guts to write about this topic, moreover because my father loves me now, and has changed his views for better. Its a touchy subject for me but you portrayed it perfectly. Thank you.. :)”

I quote exactly the words she wrote. The sad reality we live in.

Yes, of course we can’t expect overhaul in few days as the monster was neglected and grown too enormous. Awareness and Education along with compassion guarded with stringent law and order enforcement is the need. Infact this demands a movement in every level.

One thing my simple heart failed to understand how can a positive step towards mass awareness or cognizance of a compelling issue, how much ever minuscule it is, can garner such ire!

Isn’t it convenient now to label me as proponent of some colour brigade. But I don’t belong to any colour brigade or scheme with exception of the tricolour. Politics and me play hide and seek. Though I know I can avoid it to an extent but can’t ignore it being a part of the system. Like any other ordinary educated Indian, I love my country whole heartedly and aspire India to be prosperous, progressive and protective from injustice and inequality.

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As from parliamentary brawls to primetime news hour and social media mud-slinging, do we always have to shout or abuse to make a point or to be heard? Or is it sometimes that the agenda is something else; just to get noticed and grab other’s attention in easiest possible manner.
When did skepticism and exhibitionism creeped into our disposition and infested the whole system devouring even the ounce of tolerance and sensibility left within us. ‘Just talking for the sake of talking’ – does this make sense!

Without clarity of thought and sense of balance, to see things the way they are and doing things the way it ought to be is that difficult today.
Irony is amidst this hullabaloo to be in the race, we missed the finishing line way back.
And that gives me the liberty to raise a question,

Is common sense that uncommon today?’


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Girl Unborn – The Monologue


 There are issues close to my heart and then some, closer and one out of them is – Female Foeticide. I know words are not enough, neither the measures yet. There were dialogues and deliberations… I present this poem in form of a monologue, where the unborn girl child pleas to her mother, who she hopes will be her saviour:

Girl Unborn – The Monologue  

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You are precious,
So very precious to me.

I see the morning light through your precious eyes
With the nimble birds chorus sublime.
I smell the distant muddy rain,
Which drizzled all through the night.
I hear those quite lullabys you cry
Which makes my feeble heart to sigh.

Those unsweetened condiments you nibble
Is too unsavoury for me to fiddle.
And then the loving touch…
When your fingers unconsciously brush by.
I lived all the senses through you
till the creator commands us to untie.

Does the lofty full moon reflects stillness
Like quoted in the songs of temple minstrel?
Does the sky holds limitless
Like my desire for this new bloom of life to rekindle?

Does the flower that blossoms,
blushes like the crimson of my heart?
Does the hustle and bustle around
Have a face, name or a cast(role to play)?

The questions?
So many unanswered….
And the marvels of life,
I seek to unfold through me.
I sensed my life through you.
How I yearn to live through me!

Then I hear voices –
Colored, unyielding and hideous.
I catch whispers –
Biased, cold-hearted and heinous.
The subtle line between
life and death
Seems so pretentious.

Amidst all the schemes and deception
I sense your anxious heart
Mourning for a direction.
Aching for the salvation.

Break all the shackles of bondages,
Unleash all the strings.
For the love of bond we share,
For the sake of countless silent prayers,
For the angst we heaped together,
“What your bearer did for you,
Won’t you do that for me, Mother?”

You are precious,
So very precious to me.
Am I precious to you?
I sensed my life through you
How I yearn to live through me!

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[Every 12 seconds, a baby girl is aborted in India. That’s about 7,000 girls killed every day, just because she is a girl child. Female foeticide has eliminated fifty million of girls in last century in India alone. Dr. Sabu George, India’s leading advocate against female infanticide says, “A daughter is considered a liability in some part, and nobody wants too many liabilities in the house”. The child sex ratio is within the normal natural range in all eastern and southern states of India, but significantly higher in certain western and particularly northwestern states such as Punjab, Haryana and Jammu & Kashmir. As per the latest Census in the year 2011, the total female sex ratio in India is 940 per 1000 males. Abnormal sex ratios at birth, possibly explained by growing incidence of sex-selective abortion, have also been noted in other countries widespread such as South and East Asia, China, Pakistan, Vietnam, Azerbaijan, Armenia, Georgia and some Southeast European countries too.

Despite these horrific numbers, foetal sex determination and sex selective abortion by unethical medical professionals has today grown into a Rs. 1,000 crore industry (US$ 244 million). Abortion is legal in India. Sex-selective abortion, however, is illegal but widely common. The impact is devastating, with census figures showing the child sex ratios getting worse. The Indian government has passed Pre-Conception and Pre-natal Diagnostic Techniques (Regulation and Prevention of Misuse) (PCPNDT) Act in 2004 to ban and punish prenatal sex screening and female foeticide. It is currently illegal in India to determine or disclose sex of the foetus. However, there are concerns that PCPNDT Act has been poorly enforced by authorities. There have been only two convictions — a fine of 300 rupees ($7) and another fine of 4,000 rupees ($98) — from over 400 cases lodged under the PCPNDT Act.

Social organisations across the globe are working day and night to put an end to this horrific act, which if not stopped will contribute more to problems such as, rape, human trafficking, abuse, child marriages and increased crime rate because of natural sex ratio imbalance.]

Citing Sources [http://www.cbn.com/cbnnews/world/2012/June/Disappearing-Daughters-Indias-Female-Feticide/] & [http://globalgirlpower.org/what-is-female-feticide/]