Rahul Dravid has this uncanny habit of being in the limelight only for the right reasons. The Padma Bhushan award is the third highest civil award in the country, and it has been conferred to a man who epitomizes everything best in cricket is a recognition for the job well done.
This is not about the 'Delhi gang rape' or 'Arnab Goswami' or 'BJP vs Congress'. I have had enough of that. It irritates me to even think about these. It's about the question, Are you really happy? I am definitely not Shri Shri Ravishankar and this is not a press release from the 'Art of Living' foundation. It's about the thought of living that creates a sort of commotion in my mind.
I am writing this as a continuation of my last article 'Why is love a crime in this country?' I reviewed the views expressed by different people and even some of my closest mates, who have been bashing me for being prejudiced. I also remember a comment from father of a young girl and though I may not agree with what everyone has been telling me but I respect their views. Okay, I guess I am trying to be diplomatic. That is so unlike me. Let's try this again.
The whole concept of love is so unacceptable in this country that everyone, especially our dear parents, are not ready to acknowledge the mere existence of love. Instead of treating it as a part of life, it is treated as a teenage misguidance or just an opposite sex attraction.