Honnasiri's Catch

Sabarimala burns, metaphorically of course, as nation and court decides. While we fight over it, we need to talk about the deeper issue of how we treat God and his business, and how we should.  God is everyone's favourite strawman, and Superman too—both at the same time. The faithful and the faithless hold him in high stead. Those who don't believe in him don't dismiss but criticize him equally for not being super enough. He's the guy we either shoot at or pray to when we can't explain the world (or anything else) to ourselves. He's everything and all in one for everyone at all times, regardless of whether he claims to be so. We think he automatically becomes public property and slack is the least he gets from us. Surprisingly, it's an extremely good cover up that works. We can embrace our imperfection while thrashing his. What makes this idea possible is the fact that he is faceless and quiet the whole time. His absence and silence gives us

What's synonymous across people and cultures is that everyone always honours their tradition i.e. how they grew up. It's, after all, first response. The mistake in doing that is when it goes unchecked to become big norm. See, all our traditions may not be good, healthy or positive. Some cultures and values are steeped in things that humanity and society need not bring itself to, the first things we need to clean up if we ever start. Majority traditional Indian culture isn't an exception. It has evolved into a very serious problem: a leftover one. And our response: we happen to handle it just like we handle our garbage in real life i.e. conveniently ignore it. Find the closest obscure spot on a main road and shamelessly dump it there, as it rots and stinks in front of us as we normalise ourselves to it.  It becomes the potbelly we drum on and never care to healthily address. Since we all push it under the carpet, we now have a problem. There's a