Sunday, September 9, 2012

The other viewpoint

A friend recently asked - a few years ago I was an avid debater at school. Do I still have that in me.
Then and even now, if I see the logic in the other point of view, I do accept it hands down. After all, one learns and widens his/her own perspective through the other view point!  वादे वादे जायते तत्त्वबोध: |

I was, and still am, a staunch supporter of vegetarianism/ no cruelty to animals. Yes, I am well aware that these days machines are used to get milk from cows; and if humans were cruel, machines are ruthless. And more often than not, its the hand that drives the machine or the hand that is too lazy to separate the machine from the cow who is the root cause.  But directly killing a cow puts cruelty to a different level altogether. I recently read an article - the well-advertised push towards non-vegetarianism was started by farmers themselves, because by feeding half their produce to animals, their profits increased. More importantly, by not giving that half produce to humans, the foodgrains stayed costly and the capitalists stayed rich.  The energy pyramid that was taught to me said that only 10% of energy from biomass is transferred to the upper level as you ascend the pyramid. So I still dont see how pushing people towards non-veg was profitable, forget about the water used up, or the waste created, or the environment harmed.

Then there are stupid humans who know that the rhino horn is chemically equivalent to their own nails and hair, yet will kill an endangered animal for a big */buck. I was upset at the photos of 2 wealthy guys showcasing their hunt of cheetahs and the severed tail of an elephant that they were kind-hearted enough to let the local africans eat. There are only 1024 tigers left in the world, but 18 were killed in 1 city on 1 day because a stupid human who had them as pets released them in un-wild.

My surfing led me to the mess created in the Everglades of Florida. Stupid humans who think they can pet a huge snake let them loose when the snakes grew unmanageably large. Soon, the everglades were teeming with exotic snakes, in an ecosystem where there had been no huge snakes for the last 16 million years. A few years after the snake invasion, native animals, most of which are already endangered, had dwindled by 95%. Now there was no other option but to hunt and kill the huge snakes for the larger purpose of saving those native animals. In other words, in this case hunting is totally justified, and is necessary to undo the harm to the environment.

Point noted, point taken!


  

Car shopping

It is never the time to take a plunge. Personally, I like my current setup. The buses work okay with me, and I get to see a few other people than 8 at office at 3 at home. In the US or I guess everywhere in the world, life has been more about "keeping up the appearance" than being what you really are. My office folks expect me to buy a car asap. I know that 1 less car on the roads wont do much to help the environment, but if I can really pull it off then why not? The only initiative I have taken so far was to get a Drivers License.

Yesterday me and the only other young woman from work stopped by a car dealer simply to check things out. The car that really hypnotized me was a Red Pontiac. My friend was surprised at my choice of flashy car. We discussed what could be the characteristics that I would seek in a car. My 1st was a roomy 4-door car, if my parents do decide to visit me. I do really care for the leg space considering that my whole family is taller than average Indians, and yeah would be tall enough in the US too. The Red Pontiac didnt meet the criteria, and was passed over. :(

I found another which was considerably new, had less miles on it, but I didnt like the colour. My friend chided me again that the engine performance was more important than the external appearance.

She told me about the AAA membership, which will help me out if I ever need help. She told me I should google stuff and really research a lot - which car has cheaper parts, what are the user ratings etc. My roomy who recently bought a car had a car mechanic accompany her.

Looks like it really isnt a casual buy :P  

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Love is..

They met as a couple of teenagers hanging out at the skating rink. She was fighting Leukemia and even had a hospital graduation. He proposed several times, and she shook him off saying he is not serious. Acc. to him, those who know him will vouch that he never is :P. She never ceased smiling, no matter how painful her ordeal was. She worked at an kindergarten and touched the lives of several kids. After several years of courtship, they got married - briefly. She spent 4 happy years with him, till it was time to go "home".

Love is the memory of his best friend. Love is the patience to wait for her for 16 long years. Love is faith that whatever happened to her body, God was always in control of the situation. Love is the strength to know that she is free from pain and is at a happier place. Love is the celebration of life that they lived together. Love is hope, that he will meet her again later.


Thursday, September 6, 2012

Greenestein

She is just an average girl seeking to decorate her office cube. She is recently back from her friends, who are looking for a plant in their bedrooms. She too has had that idea for a while, and they combine plant shopping with their Labour day plans. Other friends are sceptical about choosing a plant in a hurry, after-all its a living being. Those friends opine that the gals should spend some time with the plants and only then choose one. Eventually, they wind up their shopping sans the plant, and she is back to her town. By fluke, she spots plants for sale nearby, and even though she is looking for a basil or an orchid, she ends up buying an ivy. Poison ivy! is the 1st thing that comes to her mind when she reads its name, but the Walmart lady assures her that its not poisonous.

Soon the ivy is on its way to the office. It has been named babu, because to her, the name signifies an object of affection. She talks to babu, as her friends have told her that plants grow better if you talk to them.  She takes it out for lunch, hoping that it can grab a bite of its sunlight-lunch too!
She randomly googles the ivy, and finds out that it is exotic for one, poisonous and super invasive! Surely she doesnt want to be the cause for another Everglades-type exotic invasion. But her nature-savvy adopted granny puts her fears to rest, and she realizes that its too late to back away now, poisonous or not. Like the ivy has already spread some invisible tendrils around her.

The plant soon thrives in the artificial light of the office, and the loving talk directed to babu. One day, working away at her desk, she gets the feeling that she is not alone in her cube, she whirls around and screams a surprised fear. A green something is staring at the arch of her back, her curly mane and her awed eyes.  That something looks like a human male with really lean and long arms, and a disproportionately small head.

The "thing" assures her that if she loves it, babu will respond with magnified love in return. If she cant love it, she will get her dose of hate. She is intrigued enough to chat to it, and as the conversation proceeds she realizes it is like talking to a deep well. It is impossible to have an intelligent conversation with it, it only magnifies and sends back her own statements or questions.

Over the course of a few days, it has taken over her office. She is discretely googling DIY articles on getting rid of an ivy. She tries to rip its vines or uproot a few roots and solar-bake them whenever it is in its plant form. Babu now takes up a frightening and morose form. After several days of ripping vines and roots to no avail, she decides to move on to drastic measures, pesticide to begin with.

The day proceeds normally, and apparently nothing is amiss. Babu is silent the whole day, and she can actually concentrate on her work. So engrossed is she, that she doesnt notice the tendrils creeping towards her, nor the strong smell in the air. The last thing communicated silently to her is, "all i had asked for was a commitment".