Chupke Chupke...Shhhh..

There have always been somethings that i never thought I would ever be good at. One of them is dancing. I cannot be a Prabhudeva, but all i wanted to do was to be able to catch rhythm and make my feet move to music. Well, that is my biggest challenge. I can dance from the hip up. And that is also too juvenile. I could not even get into a playgroup dance troupe with my moves. Now that you know how qualified I am, I decided to try my hand at dancing when my kid's playgroup asked for a parents' performance. I was nervous, but got 2 other interested parents and started practice. I must say they were the most patient souls. They made dancing so enjoyable that I was looking forward to it, and not dreading it like i initially did. I wanted us to be able to dance in a proper environment and so asked the school authorities to practice at the school where they had mirrors. After an hour of practice and during that final session, just at the last song of the three-song medley, i had

Everything I see on social media these days has a touch of hatred. There is either strong love or extreme hatred. No criticism is positive and forward looking. Do people seem smart when they abuse others? Is it right to hate something so strongly that you end up doing exactly what you do not want the other person to do? Every day more and more people are restraining from posting anything on social media for fear of hateful comments. You are either being bullied by Grammer Nazi or someone who takes offense for even using the term Nazi. Do you even know how cruel and brutal Nazis were? How do you even compare the two? You make a sexist joke, feminists arrive with tear bombs. If you ask them to chill, they call every male MCP. That isn't sexist, huh?  We have serious issues in the world that need our attention. Not worthless banter on social media. Debates are good, only if you are willing to hear the other person out, without undermining their ability. Belittling someone to sho