…the feeling of joy when, as students, we received news of the defeat of Indira Gandhi after the dark days of the Emergency; the sadness that enveloped us when we heard of the demolition of the Babri Masjid; the exhilaration we felt when M. S. Dhoni hit the winning six to seal India’s victory in the World Cup; the great sense of satisfaction I felt when I read and published Vikram Seth’s A Suitable Boy or P. Sainath’s wrenching stories about India’s poorest districts; the awe I felt when I first glimpsed the most beautiful lake in the world, the Pangong Tso, in Ladakh. Underpinning all this was, of course, the decades of learning and doing, the friends, the family, the shared history and heritage. As with the good stuff so with the bad. The anger I felt over all the things that bothered me was keener when they had to do with India than any other place on earth. No other country could provide that feeling of belonging. That was my nationalism; it was the sense that I was an integral part of something much larger than myself which no one could take away from me, not now or ever. It was a concept, it was a tangible reality, and in its most abstract form it included every Indian, known and unknown, in the best possible way.David Davidar, On Nationalism
As smartphones have become affordable to a large population, they have, for the first time, allowed Indians to enjoy porn privately. This has fuelled a porn boom in India & consequently given rise to a “moral panic” around Pornography.
Rewriting and distorting history is an essential part of the very project of Hindu nationalism.
Machines are great at brute calculations. Humans are good at creativity and intuition. The future should not be looked at as a battle in which humans are pitted against machine. It is more likely to be a fusion band with electric Guitars, Tabla and Sitars.
Every time I watch the World Poverty Clock, I imagine the animated people to be running away from a kidnapper, some ‘Mogambo’ figure, who has imprisoned them in a land far away. I am sure a diplomat will receive them at the airport.
“No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.”― Haruki Murakami
When Radcliffe divided the erstwhile British India into two, the rivers of the Indus water system decided not to give a fuck. The Indus & its sidekicks had been flowing the way they did since eternity & they were not going to be perturbed by this newfangled concept called a nation-state.
If we are to participate in OIC, it should only be as a member, nothing less than that.
John Maynard Keynes labelled IMF & World Bank as “Master Fund” and “Miss Bank” respectively. This assignment of gender reveals the functions of the two Institutions quite well.
Open a Coke Studio song on youtube & scroll down to the comment section. The comment section brims with Indians and people all over the world praising how beautiful Pakistani music is. You will find Indians professing their love for the Pakistani neighbors like you won’t find anywhere else.
In diplomacy, they say, “If you are Not at the table, you are on the menu. If India isn’t part of the peace process in Afghanistan, we can be sure that our interests will be ignored. It’s better to choose to engage with the Taliban now than being forced to talk to them later.