And they speak of the rights of a woman...

http://radgeek.com/gt/2008/06/18/abortion_on/

First read above.

Second, understand.

Third, I apologise for mentioning a certain conversation over here, but it is necessary.

So I'm still a little riled, more at the law than at anything else. Everything is so intensely screwed up in the world. My country, India, the world's largest democracy, a near-third world nation(lets not elude ourselves) does not allow homosexuality. It is punishable by law. Your preference is liable to get you jailed. Yes, we have progressed from the middle ages to the middler ages.

New Zealand is supposed to be an advanced country. What gives them the right to decide what the mother wants? Is it by any chance the government's concern? Is the father a collective set of fogies who sit in positions of power taking decisions on other people's lives? Does the consultant know what the woman might be going through? Is it fair that she reveal her life to a complete stranger and let her wishes become slave to their discretion? And then you call it a free country?

And then, I talked about this to a friend, I respect her views, but I cannot help but say they are wrong. She first said that a person shouldn't get physical with anyone without taking precautions. Agreed. Precautions aren't fool-proof. What then? "She shouldn't act slutty, then". Do you call an expression of love, an act of love, particular, to that person, maybe, "slutty"? Can you judge a person on the basis of a single act?

Then, it was said that the unborn child has a right to live. Of course, it does. Everyone has a right to live. Only is it right for the unborn child to die or one that is born?

I may be stereotyping, but there is a chance that the woman in question could be:

a) poor
b) a junkie
c) not wanting a child

In the first case, will the child be supported by the government? In society, will the child be respected, treated as an equal? Will the people accept the child as a part of the same society that is giving it its right to live? I don't know. Will the child have friends? Will the mother not be looked upon as "a little loose"? Will the fact that she might have done nothing to deserve the snide comments and the stares of society make a difference? I don't know about NZ, but in India, she'll live through hell for it.

In the second case, how might she support the kid? Again, will the environment be conducive to the growth of the child? Will there not be a great chance that it grows up to become like one of its parents, still considered a burden to society? Society might accept that, won't it?

In the third? The child will be hated. By its mother, and if there is a father, by the father. The mother will not want to care for it and will look upon it as a mistake. And I don't know how many people know how it feels to be treated that way. If the child doesn't kill itself, it might just turn into a psychotic of some sort.

Either way, is it not the choice of the woman to decide whether she wants to give birth or not?
Are those not 9 months, and consequent years of her life that she is free to dispose of? Is it fair on to a child, born, because of the decision of someone who doesn't know any of the circumstances leading to the abortion, to face hatred or social anathema?

I'm not a feminist or anything, I believe in equality, and questioning a woman's decision in that manner isn't equality.

I'm ranting, and might not have made sense, but I am mad about the whole situation.

(Old post from other blog)

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Things are so random. Life is so fuckedup. "Fucked up only because of me".

The whole essence of existence question keeps plaguing me. Why do we exist? Is there a reason?

And somehow, I forget the simplest reason. We exist to justify existence. At least thats how I have been looking at the whole concept. I don't know, its a possibility, isn't it?

Bleh. I should stop writing shit like this.

I feel like I'm turning into some sort of really bored, bitchy person. A class-mate called me a 'nasty stereotype from Mean Girls(the movie)' and I think I may be turning into one. Yay.

And somewhere down the line, things are starting to make no sense at all. Everywhere I look, all I see around me is some kind of weird recurring regurgitated script of something similar to an American Pie movie. Its very freaky. I hate those movies.

And there are things. Things that I can't explain to myself. For no reason that weird, I am sort of ashamed to admit, feeling of loneliness creeps in to me. And then it goes away. Its probably nothing, but nothing is what we think about the most, is it not?

I feel like writing letters, I feel like calling names. I don't know anything that I think about.

Hello World.

The world has changed so much. The loops have turned loopier, the bends have further bent themselves. So many people are dying and yet no one cares even a little. The callousness they posses is extraordinary. The way we have removed that 'feeling' from our conciousness is extraordinary.

Is there a random kind of anger in you? I have rage bottled up in me, I don't know why...

There have been so many things that have metamorphosed into things that are so similar and still not that way.

I feel like sleeping.

There is so much to say and to talk about and I feel incapable of doing so. 

I will sleep. I will sleep.

July 9th 2008. Nerul, Navi Mumbai.

I was out for a walk with a friend, at about 4 in the morning. Near my house. The 9th of July. We saw a dog writhing in front of us. It had been poisoned.

We tried to save it, did not amount to much, our efforts, I mean.

It was a terrible fuck-up.

A car, government car, drove past us, a man threw something on the street. Another dog ate it, and it started experiencing fits as well.

The symptoms of the poison included fits, extreme discharge of fluids due to salivation and other ways.

After the second dog died, about twenty others did as well.

The people had poisoned all of them. A municipal dump-truck was collecting the bodies.

I tried running after the car, they moved off, fast. I wanted to kill them.

No one wanted to help, no one cared.

I've played with those dogs, lived with some of them for 7 years, almost.

The cruelty of man is astounding.

Listen up people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, now this is pretty much the first time in ages that i've finally got the time and the energy to sit and write a much, much needed new post on my blog, so i figure, might as well clear up some stuff that's been annoying me for quite a while now, so listen up.

I've gotten sick and tired of people roaming about with all these stereotypes and misconceptions that they think are true, and of course, they truly are geniuses who know everything. To those people, STFU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You have no friggin idea as to what the hell you are talking about, so please, shut up and listen.

First of all, this goes out to all those jerks who keep railing on and on that i'm studying in the US and stuff and they're stuck back home, whining away and using it as an excuse to take a dig at me saying all sortsa nonsensical crap. FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've had enough of your nonsense. Fine, i'm studying here, and my parents are paying a lot of money for this, fine. But i had to work my fucking ass off to get here, and i have to work day and night to stay here.  Not to mention the fact that there's a lot of money riding on this, so the pressure is kinda mind numbing. While you jerks keep whining and bitching about me, lounging away in your college canteens, lazing away to glory, i'm out here, working like crazy into all hours of the night without a break, so shut up or fuck off!!!!!!!!! How about you folks take a little walk in my shoes, and then tell me if you still wanna whine away. Fine, i grant you its a helluva place, and certainly i'm lucky my parents have the money to make this possiblle for me. But try living under the constant pressure of knowing how much rides on you, that your parents are taking this big a risk, trusting you to succeed, knowing that this can make or break you. There are no KT's here, simply failure. There is no backup or fallback. Get it? I've had enough.

Now, moving onto a less sordid note, college life out here isnt like the american pie series, so please shove those inane, dumb questions of yours where the sun doesnt shine. Most engineering students lives around here primarily consist of 12-14 hour workdays, and by that i dont mean the kinda workday most folks in engg have back home, i.e., bunking lectures, sleeping in tuitions etc.
This is 12 hours of straight up mind numbing work. Not to mention extra projects, research and more homework on weekends. So please, next time you wanna ask me some dumb question in which u think the american pie movies are realistic, think again.

Third, all those dumb stereotypes you have up in your head??? You know the ones where u classify all college girls as sluts, blondes as dumb, guys as rednecks??????? Guess what! You might not believe this, but they're not really true. Yeah, you're actually wrong about something. Who woulda guessed it!!!!!!!!!!!! (P.S.: Me)

So yeah, next time you think i'm just partying away to glory out here, guess again. You probably party way more than me.

Although it is still pretty good out here, so balls to you!!!!!!!!!