Tuesday, March 18, 2014

(Now)here Nirvana!!!

I guess I finally have an answer to the question that has been so often asked ...."A PhD in the area of Science Fiction? Really? Whatever for?!” Some questions have no tangible answers and this to me has always been one of them. I thought I had exhausted them all till today!!! From ‘PKD being my favorite Sci-Fi writer’ to ‘I have been stuck in a time warp of my own’, have given them all! Today is my day of enlightenment….

I am an alien from Pluto and thus my obsession with Sci Fi!!! I have been told (at least from the book titles) that Men are from Mars and Women from Venus. Well, let me break the news to you today… I am from Pluto – the planet whose orbit ostensibly is so extended that it crosses the orbit of another planet. Now presumably that is something you are not allowed to do; especially if you want to call yourself a planet (sic). There is something so offensive about that!!!!!!! I have crossed the line, jumped orbits and guess that also explains the wander lust in me.

So, it all begins with my journey to work today. Have you ever tried to make sense of how people cross the road in India? Well, it’s like nowhere else. The temptation is always to look the other way of the oncoming traffic. The intent is to turn away from disaster! So we have women charging across the road (you can’t growl at their butt) with children on toe with the single minded determination of getting to school on time (you can’t display anger at innocent indifference). Young couples, hand in hand, eye in eye, sailing on the tide of time (your heart bleeds to disturb two people so much in love). Old men and women who strongly believe that the zebra crossing should move with them (senior citizens I guess is the word for them)… and last but not the least the young college student who believe that diagonal is the rule of the land (why why Gen Y?). None of the above mentioned look AT you! I read somewhere that the pessimist is the one who looks both ways (even on a one way street) when crossing the street and the optimist is the one who looks the “other” way when crossing a one way street. We are a land full of optimists. We survive issues, problems, disasters, catastrophes …. We look the other way and do it with absolute confidence and trust in the almighty.

Navigating through the numerous optimists, I walk in to work with the almost quixotic passion that grips me most of the time only to see that someone was “mildly agitated” at a comment I made at a women’s leadership forum. The thought of what agitated her was not as intriguing as the reference to her state of mind. How can one be ‘mildly’ agitated? The law of the binary continues to befuddle me. The thought that disturbed her was my remark that we do not reside in a ‘male dominated society’!  “The notion that a successful woman doesn’t view the society as being male dominated is disconcerting”… or so she quips.  Since she was so sure that my views were contrary to reality, am confused on why she equated my gender and /or my successful career to a notion!!!!

I like pink, fancy expensive underclothes, love diamonds and babies, curious about pornography, do not care if I am objectified, love men, thrive on their attention, like sex and am not career focused. So, yes, I am not a feminist. I do not believe in this tension that so grips most women – the pressure to simulate the “idea of the right essential woman” who is struggling to survive in a so-called male dominated society!

I strongly believe that we (men and women alike) are struggling towards our own definition of self-actualization and in this pursuit tend to give birth to half-truths that have a way of authenticating themselves. Perhaps the world is dominated (at best, statistically speaking) by men. However, that doesn’t make them controlling in its entirety.  And again in this pursuit to prove this half-truth, many women seem to inadvertently become the men they want to marry thereby snowballing the notion of domination. 

We are like the people who I bumped into this morning – crossing the road by looking the other way.  We just need a higher and different perspective to cross over by looking at the oncoming traffic in its eye! 

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