Life and Death

This post comes after a long hiatus. During this time I wandered over to Wattpad and began writing a story there. A little later, I trailed off and the story stays there unfinished. A new year was born, and a lot of things happened. And I saw Talvar.

A superb movie based on the Noida Double Murder case, made even incredible by Irrfan Khan’s acting. This movie really got me thinking, and I began searching online for details on the case (I had followed it back in 2008, and then gradually lost touch). And I found out about Aarushi.

Aarushi Talwar was an exceptionally smart, brilliant, pretty and popular student of DPS Noida. She loved life, and made the lives of others around her brighter. Her friends say she was an all-rounder, and was guided by a strong sense of right and wrong, even at that age. But fate had to cruel. On May 16, 2008, she was found murdered in her bed. I wouldn’t want to go into the gory details of the crime, but I want you to imagine this. She went to bed feeling happy, having received an early birthday gift from her parents, and she never woke up.

As I was browsing around for information on this case, I found a link to another young girls blog, Tejaswee Rao. Her blog posts were brilliantly crafted, displaying a maturity and sensitivity far beyond her years. But fate had to play his cruel game again. Tejaswee Rao passed away on August 11th 2010 from Dengue Fever.

First off, our hearts go out to all their near and dear ones. May God help you find strength to deal with your loss. And we hope both of your souls rest in peace.

Second, I do not seek to make any comparison for the two cases, except for the fact that two extremely brilliant and thoughtful young girls were taken away by fate. As I read these stories, it dawns on me how very unpredictable our lives are. Truly, any of us could be gone by the time tomorrow dawns. And what did we do in the meantime? Maybe we should invest our time more thoughtfully. Because we never know how much time we have left. We could be nearing our end. And before we leave shouldn’t we leave the world with something? We may not be able to make grand claims, and emancipate everyone, but at least we can make the world around us a better place to live. We can make someone else’s life a bit more brighter. We can make someone smile.

Then, when we leave this world, we will be remembered. Maybe not by erecting statues, or a national day of mourning, but someone will remember us. They will look fondly back on our life, and say, “He/she made my life better”. Isn’t that the greatest legacy we can hope to leave behind ?

This also made me aware of one thing. I will never stop writing. If my blog posts make someone smile, if I can make someone feel a bit stronger, if I can help someone just a little bit, I want to do it.

And I hope you will too.


In Defense of Pro-Wrestling

This post has been a long time in the making, and I just had to do it. Not for the likes and comments, not for re-blogs and shares, purely for the love of it. Because I’ve been in love with pro-wrestling for over a decade and it has been the biggest part of my life for so long.

However, for the past couple of years I’ve been listening to people talking about it and their tone is certainly not encouraging. “Fake” they call it. It’s all acting. Why watch something which is all an act? Yeah, sure, why? But that doesn’t stop all of you detractors from watching a movie and exclaiming about how beautifully scripted it was, and how well the actors played their parts. HELLO!!! Someone is having double standards. It is still an act, and FAKER than pro-wrestling. At least wrestling takes place in front of a live crowd, and the performers don’t have any life nets or safety wires attached when they leave their feet.

Back in the 80’s and 90’s, wrestling had the status of a sport. Wrestling was the cool thing. This was the Golden Age of wrestling, heralded by the legendary Hulk Hogan himself. With iconic characters like Ric Flair, Shawn Michaels, Ricky Steamboat and the Undertaker, wrestling was taking over. It was becoming like a religion with devout followers all over the world. And with the launch of WCW and the WWE introducing the Attitude Era, the popularity reached its zenith. Superstars like Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock, Triple H, Shawn Michaels and the Undertaker became household names.

But then sadly, things turned murky.

With the explosion of the internet, things hardly remain a secret. People soon knew wrestling was scripted, and shockingly a large number of fans turned away. People began frowning at it and saying “It’s all scripted…Man, I’m not watching it…”. So what if it’s scripted? You don’t know the results, so why not watch it and find out what happens? And it’s not like everything is scripted. These phenomenal athletes take real risks and endure unimaginable amounts of pain and punishment. Why? To entertain the fans. Triple H tore both of his quads completely off his bone. He could’ve just left the match and gone, and no one would have blamed him. But he stood up and finished the match. Why? Because he loves the business. He loves the fans. Stone Cold was nearly crippled for life. Edge was forced to retire. And one moment from Edge’s farewell speech still gives me chills.

“If you ask me if I’d do all of this again – hop on all the flights, all the sleepless nights, all the surgeries -if you ask me if I’d do it again…In a heartbeat”

That is how much the business means to him.

The way I see it, wrestling has now been relegated to the realm of a cult. And the followers who have stuck by it will remain ever loyal to it. We sincerely love and respect the business, we appreciate all the risks you guys take, all the blood sweat and tears you shed, every injury, every surgery. We are grateful for the fact that you put your bodies, careers and lives on the line for us every single night.

The next time you deride wrestling as fake, think for a second. These guys break bones, shed blood and risk injury and death for us. Surely this is not fake.

This demands RESPECT.