arundhati and poonam live far from each other, in different countries, in different time zones. they share a common vision though. polio man is an attempt to explore that through a series of pieces on issues close to their hearts.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Welcome to the world of believers

Its been almost fifteen days since polioman was created. For fifteen days, something has been nagging me to breathe in life in him and all I have been doing is merely thinking about it. Oh, how our lives are an endless series of procrastinations! And, the 'right' things to do, almost invariably, are pushed towards the end , as if our mere acknowledgement is enough for their survival. But then, isn't this the rule of the world that all that is right, pure, unsullied and innocent is to be put to test for fortitude and patience? Is innocence another word for faith or is it for fatuousness?

So, what is my vision of polioman? It is definitely not just a daily diary or our dabbling in creativity. Polioman is a testament of how the world looks from our eyes; from the eyes of two women located far apart, on the two sides of the globe, but are so much in tune emotionally. They have been knowing each other for little over a year, but have been understanding each other as if since lifetimes.

Polioman is a place where we will express our views on stereotypes and presumptions, openness and freedom, faith and belief, equality and responsibility. It deals with our visions, our opinions, our dreams and all the other big little things that matter in our lives as women, as professionals, as believers, as dreamers.

Polioman is a dedication to someone who became a victim of stereotypes and did not have the strength to fight back. It hails the cause of someone who had to hobble away in shame, and live once more, the pain of what its like to be dispossessed. But then, this is also a dedication to the perpertrator, who, victimized in her own way, preferred to resort to stereotypes.

Polioman is our voice because we are both perpetrators and victims in different ways and different situations. But, still, we have not lost faith in the world. We want to question the roots of stereotypes. We are willing to believe, to push away presumptions and open our hearts so that somewhere, the innocence is preserved and the light in its eyes is not sullied by stereotypes of this world. We want to be strong in dealing with aberrations but we also want to be sensible. We want to learn to give the benefit of doubt before turning perpetrators ourselves so that the chain of victimizations is broken, somewhere.

Welcome to the world of believers!

~ Arundhati

11 Comments:

Blogger poonam said...

brilliant, girl! i am so proud of you, and us! :)

1:37 AM

 
Blogger Sundar said...

wow..congrats..look fwd to postings here...

6:17 AM

 
Blogger Unknown said...

@Arundhati: you have been blogrolled! If there is any thing i look forward to - it will be this blog.

one Q: and call it the confused male curiosity - if he didnt have polio?

5:11 PM

 
Blogger poonam said...

atul: he had polio. i was there!

1:03 AM

 
Blogger Unknown said...

@poonam: I know - I saw your post on this. I am asking, (assume) if he didnt have polio?

3:32 AM

 
Blogger Arundhati said...

Actually, I don't think this is about polio or any other affliction that particular man may have.

This is about stereotypes, we would still do this if that man or woman was victimised by us because of our presumptions....

10:22 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

what crap.

2:31 AM

 
Blogger anumita said...

This is interesting! Looking forward to reading a whole lot here.

10:09 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Interesting! Will look forward to more.

5:08 AM

 
Blogger poonam said...

leela: hey, what coincidence to find you here! just coupla hours ago, had a chat about savs and you, with anirudh - your next door neighbour and now my colleague..:)

11:24 AM

 
Blogger Time Traveler said...

I read the "Polioman" post. Very unfortunate. I wouldn't like to be in that person's shoes..be to be in his position or to face your wrath".
Life has many ways of teaching us a lesson, I reckon.
G

8:37 AM

 

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