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Bi-monthly newsletters:
Events and wandering reflections fill up these newsletters. This is another way
for me to keep in touch with folks I know. (n.b. the mechanism for emailing
these newsletters to folks, who wish to receive it, is still being worked upon…
till then all the stuff is here below).
June 2001
Where does being a friend
stop and becoming a lover begin? There can be no one answer to this profound
question. It’s one, which has me knotted ever since I realized my own emotions.
Is this fluid distinction a mere social construct (ritualized in marriage)? Are
we capable of simultaneously being friends and lovers? And can we have multiple
of them crossing age, sex and race boundaries? By institutionalizing certain
behaviors as right and certain others as wrong aren’t we falling in the trap of
the tag? The tag by which we associate someone generalizing everything about
the person – male, female, poor, rich, straight, bi, gay, intelligent, stupid,
Casanova, doormat, prude, hip, beautiful, ugly, sensual, frigid, saint, sinner
and so on. Aren’t we much more than these fickle tags?
The Immigration at Dubai is
no great shakes (pun intended)… for all its pretense of a developed nation,
customer service at the counters mimics that of developing India.
Multiple revolutions are
occurring… some time back mankind decoupled sex from reproduction. Newer
relationships and paradigms emerged. The necessity for the institution of
marriage, to legitimize copulation for the procreation of the species, suddenly
came under intense scrutiny. As of today parenting (and hence reproduction) has
become a choice and single parenting a grudgingly acceptable option. Here’s me
crystal ball gazing for the next revolution – the decoupling of love from sex.
Blasphemous as it may sound now, the same was said before for the
sex-reproduction link. What I mean by love being separated from sex is that
there would emerge socially acceptable relationships based purely on love. Sex
would become an option to be fulfilled within or outside the relationship, when
the (chemical/biological) hormones start jumping around. The reason for this is
the way nature works – sex has been wired up in our psyche to ensure survival.
Now if survival is possible (and thriving) without sex, what use is it? Love as
an emotion would take over as the basis for a relationship since I can’t really
imagine survival without love. Till evolution catches up and discards the
mechanism of copulation within us, sex would remain a biological urge to be
fulfilled. Is this possible or am I merely letting my mind run riot? Any
thoughts?
“It is strange how people
find time to hate when life is too short for love”. Someone penned down this
beautiful thought in my notebook in school and this has had me gripped ever
since.
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