Publishing with Perspectives

Coming together like a Team, He said, She said and WE did it. Sharing the similar likes, the youth is set to achieve their goals among thousands; How about some interaction?

Either you can submit to what comes your way, or you can choose. Choose to not let the wrong be right, stand up against and fight. Your choices can make a difference, be the difference.

Write Young, A PepperScript initiative

Pull the strength someone put in to demotivate you,

to motivate yourself.

Because hope is beautiful!

Write Young, a  PepperScript initiative

"Adoring pets, I fear one;

Mankind, scariest animal that it is,

  You know what happened that day?

And, do you know what has been happening since?

  December 16th – a date which shook our country’s stoup and brought a revolution changing the course of our whole system. On this date, thousands of youth came out of their sweet comfortable homes to protest in pure emotion and disgust.

This was the day when a girl, a daughter of our country was brutally and shamelessly tortured, raped and murdered.

Call her ‘Nirbhaya’, ‘Jagruti’, ‘Jyoti’, ‘Amanat’, ‘Damini’ or ‘Delhi braveheart’, she was one woman who was sent to this world to create a stir, a turbulence, a confident storm inside the hearts of so many women. 

Bleak walls, darkness engulfs me,

My timid tired eyes look for someone, 

Though trust I no one.

  India is a country where women are prayed as goddesses- both as Kali and as Radha, where we consider our soil to be our ‘Motherland’, where Rabrindranath Tagore quoted woman as ‘builder and moulder of a nation’s destiny’.

Yet there have been 1,121 cases of rape reported in 2013 in Delhi alone. And many that were unreported. Now the question is, why was this so different? Was it just another rape? Maybe our nation had had enough. This girl was able to bring out the pent up anger seething within the minds of thousands affected and silently sobbing people over the years.

    Freedom is what I crave for,

To be able to see some light,

To see my future shining bright,

Oh, is there a way out of this endless night?

    Think of that mother who was told by her daughter that she’d be back in 3-4 hours and has still not returned. Her daughter, Nirbhaya who had gone to see ‘The Life of Pi’ at a mall in the affluent Delhi neighbourhood of Saket; to lighten up and refresh herself from the busy schedule of hardwork as a medical student; to spend some quality enjoyable time with a friend; but her joy lasted only a few hours, and she never reached back home.

She was wearing a Tommy Hilfiger jacket, a cheap knock-off that looked close to the original, and smart Converse sneakers. She was well covered on a winter evening. Did she look provocative in her clothing? No! Was she wearing it to gather attention? No! Her only fault was that she was born a woman.

  I am afraid, I have no choice!

Silence has eaten up my voice!

For there are hungry wrenches outside,

No, I don't wish to be another Nirbhaya who died.

  And yet comments like- “Girls should be properly clothed before stepping out of their homes”; Asaram Bapu’s remark that the victim was also to be blamed for her own assault because she could have stopped the attack if she had ‘chanted God's name and fallen at the feet of the attackers’ and a recent statement by Ranjit Sinha, one of India’s top ranked police officials, “If you can't prevent rape, you [should] enjoy it," makes us ashamed to be born in a country of such narrow-minded men.

  The poor mentality of men isthe reason for such gruesome acts. We once belonged to a patriarchal society, where women were born to be confined in the four walls of their houses; treated as nothing but a burden for the family forced to give dowry. Now, the scenario might be changing but the thinking is still the same. Why are women always to be blamed for anything and everything? Why should they be ‘branded’ as ‘week’ and ‘servile’?

  In a world where goddesses are women,

And Earth is the mother,

They treat us like objects and dirt,

I can but only question the givers of life and birth.

    This was the surgeon’s call for a blinded society. It gave us a mirror view on the poor laws and even poorer management of our country. But more than that, it brought in us the unified outrage over a common abusive enemy. Now people from all castes, creed- Hindu or Muslim, and from all occupations-housewives, corporate sector and students alike were part of this historic movement. Social networking sites buzzed with ‘tweets’ and ‘posts’ with the youth shouting to make their voice heard.

In the end, they were the main hero of the story, causing the judges to speed up the process of trial and hence finally giving justice to the broken family. Yet, even after one year the father of the brave girl is not satisfied- ‘’As long as the mindset of the society will not change, women can never be safe out on the roads. Every other day cases of rape and sexual harassment are being reported, where is the change? I don’t see any change.”

Stand up and shout!

Why are you so afraid?

We are with you and shall always be,

You too deserve to conquer the sea!

  A year down the line, setting up of various women helplines, hundreds of self-defense workshops, chants of women safety have still not died down. This is the contribution of the brave daughter who even at the verge of her death remained positive of change. And like her, we too need to believe the same.

Commanding respect is our right,

I plead you to continue this fight,

Because no matter how dark is the night,

There will be light! There will be light!

Aditi 

There is something about the darkness of the cinema halls, the sweet yet salty smell of popcorn and the last minute banter of the people which is always intriguing. For the next ninety minutes or so, we forget our own lives to cry, smile and laugh with the fictional characters being projected on a 360 inches movie screen.

And this Cinema, or Bollwood has direct connection with our lives in so many ways.

Let’s find out how, atleast in a few ways.

LOVE.

As soon as you read this word, what came into your mind? For some it could be ‘Dilwaale Dulhaniya Le Jaayenge’ or maybe ‘Kaho na…Pyaar Hai’. It could be dance in the snowy mountains or tickling a waist under the heavy shower. It could be breaking bones to express a single feeling or it could be sleepless night. Sigh! Is it just me, or does everyone else also believes that love is exceptionally overrated in movies? Sure, they paint a rosy picture of how a girl fell madly in love with a boy or vice versa, but then it is a movie. It can motivate you to do something stupid in your real life but it should not be governing your thought process. And what about the problems outside the reel, out there in the real world, challenges and obstacles faced by two poor lovers, or so they’d like to be addressed as. Yes, there have been significant changes to the kind of movies made and their realism dependency, but then again, they still are movies.

After all the good-bad experiences and only a little chance of successful bollywood love stories happening with what we have in our pockets, the generation  believes love is what they see when others get paid to show them what they would like to see.

Let’s look from the marriage mirror. It’s a true fact that we all wish to get married someday. But, the qualities or the physic which we want our life partners to have has slowly become from preposterous to absolutely-crazy.

For Example today’s grooms want their wives to have eyes like ‘Aishwarya Rai Bacchan’, body like ‘Priyanka Chopra’ and smile like ‘Madhuri Dixit’! If you thought it was just the boys, well the girls are no less. ’Get me a boy with a body like John Abraham, or the marriage is a complete no-no’- That’s what the to-be –brides seem to be saying these days.

And they said that marriages are made in heaven.

Our dreams seem to have the ‘Bollywood’ effect as well. We want our lives to have the happy endings like in the movies. They don’t believe in hard work, all they believe is in luck. People are turning designers just for the sake of the glamour, but then when they realize it’s not their cup of tea, it’s too late. Even our holidays are spent in the ‘movie magic’ style. Didn’t we all wish to have a road trip like the bu-ouys  after watching  ‘Zindagi Na Milegi Dubara’ or roam around the streets of Manali like in ‘Yeh Jawaani hai Deewani’.

Our fashion is equally influenced by what we see in the movies. Just because ‘Deepika Padokone’ wore glasses in ‘Yeh Jawani Hai Deewani’, suddenly people are not shy about their specs, no matter how many times their friends or family said the same. It is only till the time our beloved Salman and ShahRakh wear a particularly torn denims, that there is a revolution in the denims industry and everybody wears a tattered jeans.

We cannot say that all of it is bad, but we cannot or, rather should not accept all of it as good either. Bollywood has been playing this major role of catalyst for a long time and there is no denying that it will continue to play so, nevertheless, we can take control of the reins. Wish you good work, and luck!

Aditi & Sanchit

    Haiku -

“Read, absorb, execute and implement;

Mind is a canvas that needs paint,

A good reader shall see the words, rest plain dancing letters.”

  How to turn a non reader into an avid reader? Competition or Compulsion? What do you think works better? None. It never did and it never will.

“Competition will only increase the number of books being read, while compulsion will pile up the book shelf.”

What really needs to be piled upon is one’s intelligence and knowledge. Heart filled with varied emotions and mind full of vocabulary. 

  “Words being read should be given the key to your heart, not to lock themselves but the lessons gained over the time.”

Not everyone will love reading all genres; but to begin with one can always start reading comics. They are fun; they give boost to one’s imagination; they make you believe that comic is real. Not only one will learn to read besides watching images but they will also learn the very art of captioning pictures; the most basic exercise for newbie readers.

  “It is not the visual that communicates better than words; it is the flowing emotions of words that best suit the visual.”

I remember when in my childhood my parents brought me this beautiful Cinderella book and the dearest teddy of all Winnie the Pooh; I still have them in my bookshelf. It is since that day I gathered this urge to read more and more.

  “Things been read retain longer than what is seen.”

How many of you actually remember every character in harry potter or twilight saga or even three idiots? But the ones who have read the book even once will find it hard to skip the characters name for that matter.

  “The one who reads can imagine; while the one who simply watches can only try to believe.” Those zillion television series that you watch and million movies that you follow; where do you think these ideas come from? Reading. The scripts or novels or comics or poetries written around the world have been depicted in the form of visual arts that you love to see but avoid to read.

  Make words your best friends, where you can dive in deep to find solace and express yourself to the world. They will be such friends who plausibly wouldn’t mind if you misspell or misread or mispronounce them once or twice or may be few more; who wouldn’t mind if you need a dictionary to remind yourself its existence and meaning;

Don’t forget - “Visuals are a treat to the eye, while words are the remedy for your soul.”

   Keenjal