tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266124.post6269161992463853850..comments2009-04-29T11:08:17.927+05:30Comments on Sivarama Menon Road: A blast from the past:-)work_in_progresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09559211303881044233noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266124.post-7393809181103838962007-04-26T20:14:00.000+05:302007-04-26T20:14:00.000+05:30Well saidWell saidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20266124.post-64448231064782224582007-04-25T08:27:00.000+05:302007-04-25T08:27:00.000+05:30Karuthamma, came here from Shabana's blog. I loved...Karuthamma, came here from Shabana's blog. I loved this essay. "The other is us in another place and another time" - what a wonderful way of putting it.<BR/><BR/>I felt numb when I woke up on Dec 3rd, and found out the Babri masjid had been demolished. I felt the same sense of outrage when the Bamiyan Buddhas were blown up by the Taliban. It seems to me as if around the world, fear of the other is being peddled, as movements across nations becomes more fluid. <BR/><BR/>And so what do we do?<BR/><BR/>To paraphrase what you said, being a "moderate" is a full time job. Sometimes at parties and other gatherings, when people are being overtly racist (it's amazing what people will say when we imagine we're surrounded by people who think like us), I don't know how to react. I often keep silent, simply because I don't want to rock the boat. But like you said, even being silent is not an option.<BR/><BR/>Anyhoo, great post! Hope to read more of your writing.Priya Ramachandranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257noreply@blogger.com