I spent the morning watching "Animal Planet", that 'of-course' was while washing clothes. But this was one of the most memorable documentaries i ever watched. The title said "The heart of a Lioness".
This lioness, a loner by chance, (somehow) caught a baby Oryx (an antelope cousin), but mystifyingly it did not strangle the baby oryx by its neck, as is expected by a lioness in the wild. Strangely she picked up the baby in its jaws, like it wud've picked up a cub, and took it with her. What was even more strange was the baby oryx nibbling on the lioness's ear, later.
Lions hunt once every 3-4 days and usually 4 days is pretty long for a lion to not have eaten anything. But this lioness spent 17 days with the oryx, never allowing it to wander out of her sight, saving it from other predators. It was an amazing pair of mother-baby (pseudo), while both belonged to such opposite species.... the predator & prey.
The lioness and the ory both kept growing weak each day due to hunger, but did not get seperated. Finally, a male lion got to the baby oryx and ended the rare relation, while the weak lioness could not even dare to confront the lion. (Cruel Males huh!).
The whole documentary is shot wunderfully, with such a touching story.... a rare display of a relationship no one could have thought of. The lioness, anyways was documented to have adopted 4 more oryx cubs... while none of the relations survived more than a week....
Exemplary legend.
The lioness could have been a true ambassador for adoption programmes across the globe!!
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
The Proximity Concept
“The physical proximity of people has a positive impact on their acceptance and liking of each other; and it keeps a relation live; unless there’s a particular force acting such that they repel each other”
Blame it on the “out of sight out of mind” syndrome or “decreased communication” or any other such stuff, the fact remains that people who are far away need loads of efforts to stay connected, and the fact that these efforts are put in are proof that they wish to be closer.
There’s something about being physically close (and I don’t mean “touching”). That’s how we get good or bad vibes. We never get vibes about somebody who’s far away.
One good explanation is about communication. People who are closer and meet often, happen to discuss a lot of issues concerning their lives and receive feedback, appreciation, guidance from their counterparts; that’s how the relation keeps getting refreshed. People who stay far communicate only via phone calls and written messages. These forms of communication only cater to the brain, and not to the senses, they lack the combination of visual, auditory and other signals that accompany a real face to face conversation. And no one can deny the difference of a handshake, a pat on the back, a tap on the head…. A naughty poke of the finger, a warm hug, a peck on the cheek etc etc. What long-distance communication also lacks is display of body-language (although sight includes “body-language”, but it does need special mention). We as humans relate and respond to body language consciously as well as un-consciously.
The question that arises is that our relations with our parents and siblings are ever-alive and stand the test of distance, in contrast to this theory. But then, probably, these are relations that have been cemented over so many years, importantly the formative years. But if we still scrutinize them further we do find that after a certain point, even these relations thrive on the proximity. That’s why we keep going back to our ancestral homes, to our parents and siblings; to keep in touch, to keep strengthening the bond through physical proximity.
And similarly, People living abroad who meet their kith n kin after long years do not feel the kind of warmth they expect and the relations seem to have gone weak.
People getting involved in their immediate physical surroundings, routines local friends and relations tend to feel closer to them because of the proximity concept.
Enough for my thinking machine…. Rest is for each of us to decipher!
Blame it on the “out of sight out of mind” syndrome or “decreased communication” or any other such stuff, the fact remains that people who are far away need loads of efforts to stay connected, and the fact that these efforts are put in are proof that they wish to be closer.
There’s something about being physically close (and I don’t mean “touching”). That’s how we get good or bad vibes. We never get vibes about somebody who’s far away.
One good explanation is about communication. People who are closer and meet often, happen to discuss a lot of issues concerning their lives and receive feedback, appreciation, guidance from their counterparts; that’s how the relation keeps getting refreshed. People who stay far communicate only via phone calls and written messages. These forms of communication only cater to the brain, and not to the senses, they lack the combination of visual, auditory and other signals that accompany a real face to face conversation. And no one can deny the difference of a handshake, a pat on the back, a tap on the head…. A naughty poke of the finger, a warm hug, a peck on the cheek etc etc. What long-distance communication also lacks is display of body-language (although sight includes “body-language”, but it does need special mention). We as humans relate and respond to body language consciously as well as un-consciously.
The question that arises is that our relations with our parents and siblings are ever-alive and stand the test of distance, in contrast to this theory. But then, probably, these are relations that have been cemented over so many years, importantly the formative years. But if we still scrutinize them further we do find that after a certain point, even these relations thrive on the proximity. That’s why we keep going back to our ancestral homes, to our parents and siblings; to keep in touch, to keep strengthening the bond through physical proximity.
And similarly, People living abroad who meet their kith n kin after long years do not feel the kind of warmth they expect and the relations seem to have gone weak.
People getting involved in their immediate physical surroundings, routines local friends and relations tend to feel closer to them because of the proximity concept.
Enough for my thinking machine…. Rest is for each of us to decipher!
Friday, August 7, 2009
My wife still gets marriage proposals...people grow up!!
In true ‘Desi-advertisement’ style, this young girl caught up with my wife today, in the morning local’s ladies compartment, and unveiled her wish to get my wife married to her brother (not that she knew Tj is my ‘wife’ already). But c’mon, unbelievably “Aapki twacha se aapki umra ka….” Types!! Wuff!!
I was pleasantly amazed at the way people can display their emotions, with the ease of a bird taking its flight, leaping into the air from atop a tree, weightlessly. I, for one, happen to be quite a “gup-shup” guy myself, but this was par excellence.
Imagine:
You are in a local train (fast passenger that drives 80% of Mumbai to and from their offices) filled with God’s fav creatures (human beings; or so we’d like to believe) like grain in a gunny bag. The simplest of beings inside, have a family, an office/institution, a gang of “time-pass friends” (thankfully), a boss/lecturer, BMC, terrorism, swine flu etc etc and so much more to worry about. You’re already “happily” (?) accommodating four ladies (all different sizes though!) on a bench just enough for three, while all the fe-warriors are busy gossiping (usually gangs of middle-aged office-going women from the Indian Secular have loads of stories to tell each other, enough to write the Indian version of “Indianica Encyclopedia Gossipa”). Then there is “gen-next” listening to music or chirping their way to intermittent excited laughter, on their swanky (or even not-so-swanky, doesn’t matter much) mobiles with optimum utilization of the handsfree, which has already become a part of their physical being.
In the midst of this, a beautiful & healthy (wadya mean!!) babe spots you and keeps a tab on your animated discussions and the glow of your aura (now how on earth does she notice that…). For her its difficult to resist this bubbly, charming, ever-glowing, fair, fairy-like, young & hep technocrat… (hope Tj is satiated with this much of flattery). Don’t get me wrong here, she’s not excited because of the de-criminalisation of some penal acts lately, it’s just that you fit so well into her “perfect sis-in-law” (is there ever one??) mould that she can’t focus anywhere else. She’s made her decision minutes after you start your discourse on Meta-physics (after all knowledge is to be shared and 2 weeks of reading can go waste if you don’t!).
She hops down the train after you and, jostling with the crowd manages to catch up. She uses some professional excuse to ask for your mobile no. (anyways gay-stalking is not much of a danger here). Before you have a glass of water after reaching office, she calls up and then the Ovarian hormones take over and the Volcano of emotions bursts….
Her: Hi this is XYZ, I just met you in the Train today. I was watching you for a long time and was also listening to your conversation.
Tj: Aaaaa, ummm, why…
Her: Well, you know, honestly, this is not about anything professional… you know what, you’re such a sweet, beautiful, confident, smart gal… I think you’d make a perfect match with my Brother… (wow, I found the Angelina for my Bradd… )
Tj: but… but… hold Onnnnn.
Her: Don’t tell me you’re already married
Tj: Yeas I am.
Her: Oh no, this can’t happen… this is not true…. How many years have you been married?
Tj: Almost three.
Her: Oh… you don’t look like married for three years… you married early. Do you have kids…
And Blah Blah Blah…..
Finally
Her: we can still be friends, do keep in touch.
And then our very own Tj (already bloated with such indirect flattery) as known to all of us (frens n relatives, cheapstakes and Team 10), had the whole episode covered by all the media channels (through all sources).
Mobiles are always the first service providers.
But nothing beats the net.
Later in the evening, she makes me point out something different about her today (this happens to a common game between married couples…. “Spot the difference today”). Although puzzled (caught again!!) I manage to spot the cute little “Bindi” (part of Indian Traditional make-up) on her forehead…. And then she tells me that perhaps the Bindee made all the difference today.
Just the next day Shekhu (from team 10) reminds me of one of his fav songs “Chaand jaisey mukhadey pe bindiyaa sitaaraa…..”
Difficult not to be smiling at the story and the sequence of events.
Wundering if this could ever be so true. IT IS!
I was pleasantly amazed at the way people can display their emotions, with the ease of a bird taking its flight, leaping into the air from atop a tree, weightlessly. I, for one, happen to be quite a “gup-shup” guy myself, but this was par excellence.
Imagine:
You are in a local train (fast passenger that drives 80% of Mumbai to and from their offices) filled with God’s fav creatures (human beings; or so we’d like to believe) like grain in a gunny bag. The simplest of beings inside, have a family, an office/institution, a gang of “time-pass friends” (thankfully), a boss/lecturer, BMC, terrorism, swine flu etc etc and so much more to worry about. You’re already “happily” (?) accommodating four ladies (all different sizes though!) on a bench just enough for three, while all the fe-warriors are busy gossiping (usually gangs of middle-aged office-going women from the Indian Secular have loads of stories to tell each other, enough to write the Indian version of “Indianica Encyclopedia Gossipa”). Then there is “gen-next” listening to music or chirping their way to intermittent excited laughter, on their swanky (or even not-so-swanky, doesn’t matter much) mobiles with optimum utilization of the handsfree, which has already become a part of their physical being.
In the midst of this, a beautiful & healthy (wadya mean!!) babe spots you and keeps a tab on your animated discussions and the glow of your aura (now how on earth does she notice that…). For her its difficult to resist this bubbly, charming, ever-glowing, fair, fairy-like, young & hep technocrat… (hope Tj is satiated with this much of flattery). Don’t get me wrong here, she’s not excited because of the de-criminalisation of some penal acts lately, it’s just that you fit so well into her “perfect sis-in-law” (is there ever one??) mould that she can’t focus anywhere else. She’s made her decision minutes after you start your discourse on Meta-physics (after all knowledge is to be shared and 2 weeks of reading can go waste if you don’t!).
She hops down the train after you and, jostling with the crowd manages to catch up. She uses some professional excuse to ask for your mobile no. (anyways gay-stalking is not much of a danger here). Before you have a glass of water after reaching office, she calls up and then the Ovarian hormones take over and the Volcano of emotions bursts….
Her: Hi this is XYZ, I just met you in the Train today. I was watching you for a long time and was also listening to your conversation.
Tj: Aaaaa, ummm, why…
Her: Well, you know, honestly, this is not about anything professional… you know what, you’re such a sweet, beautiful, confident, smart gal… I think you’d make a perfect match with my Brother… (wow, I found the Angelina for my Bradd… )
Tj: but… but… hold Onnnnn.
Her: Don’t tell me you’re already married
Tj: Yeas I am.
Her: Oh no, this can’t happen… this is not true…. How many years have you been married?
Tj: Almost three.
Her: Oh… you don’t look like married for three years… you married early. Do you have kids…
And Blah Blah Blah…..
Finally
Her: we can still be friends, do keep in touch.
And then our very own Tj (already bloated with such indirect flattery) as known to all of us (frens n relatives, cheapstakes and Team 10), had the whole episode covered by all the media channels (through all sources).
Mobiles are always the first service providers.
But nothing beats the net.
Later in the evening, she makes me point out something different about her today (this happens to a common game between married couples…. “Spot the difference today”). Although puzzled (caught again!!) I manage to spot the cute little “Bindi” (part of Indian Traditional make-up) on her forehead…. And then she tells me that perhaps the Bindee made all the difference today.
Just the next day Shekhu (from team 10) reminds me of one of his fav songs “Chaand jaisey mukhadey pe bindiyaa sitaaraa…..”
Difficult not to be smiling at the story and the sequence of events.
Wundering if this could ever be so true. IT IS!
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