Colour of Lust

Perhaps irritating stereotypes of a person begin with the association of colours with babies; pink with girls and blue with boys. Pink is so garish for my taste that I find it offensive both on boys and girls. Then there is another association of pink with love. I wonder how that could be the case. On the contrary, I've an empirical evidence that the colour most likely could be associated with lust instead of love.

The incident happened a decade ago (So, I have reached an age where I talk in decades. Why did I write that previous pointless sentence?) I was browsing through the cloth section of a mall in Hyderabad. I overheard a lady excitedly telling her man in Kannada, "buy the pink one, buy the pink one" and both started giggling. I turned around and found they were standing in front of men's underwear rack. I was scandalized by their loud vulgarity and felt disgusted with their moral degradation in their perceived anonymity in an alien land or in the midst of alien speakers. At that time, I didn't give much importance to the lady's specific attachment to "pink" underwear - not for herself but for her man.

Few years ago, there was a so-called 'pink chaddi campaign' against Hindutva moralists who targetted pub  going girls. I think the choice of pink colour in this case too gives credence to the association of the colour with lust. Empirical evidences so far only associate this colour with men when women expect them to be lusty.

Heart Disease and Y-Haplogroup R2

A new study has observed that coronary artery disease (CAD) is passed from father to son or inherited through the Y-chromosome. The researchers also make a point that people with certain haplogroups are more prone to heart disease compared to others. Among British, men who have Y-chromosome belonging to haplogroup I carry 50% greater risk of heart disease compared to men who belong to haplogroup R1b1b2.

I have family history of heart diseases. My haplogroup is R2a. The greatest concentration of R2a clan is in Andhra Pradesh where one-third of males carry this Y-chromosome. Incidentally, Andhra Pradesh also has the dubious distinction of being the top state in India in terms of the number of heart patients. So, I make an educated guess that in India people who belong to Y-haplogroup R2a have a greater risk of heart disease compared to other lineages.

I suppose one-third of Sinhalese and one-fourth of Bangladeshis also belong to this haplogroup. I wonder whether their heart disease rates are comparable to Andhra Pradesh.

Middle Caste Fatalism

[He1] : It was an intercaste marriage.
[He2] : What is she?
[He1] : ...
[He2] : What is he?
[He1] : ...
[He2] : Okay. It's good. At least both from the upper castes.
[He1] : Why do you say that? What's so bad if any one of them was from a lower caste?
[He2] : I blurted out something. Not much thought has gone into it.
[He1] : You may not mean it. But those words came out of you naturally. Aren't they?
[He2] : True.
[He1] : ...
[He2] : I don't know how to explain it. It may be different here in the South. But in the North, the caste consciousness so deeply ingrained that you just hate certain castes. The claims of superiority of certain castes is so overwhelming that you don't want have anything with other castes. You want to preserve yourself.
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[He2] : I know, rationally what I just said is wrong and meaningless. But I'm conditioned to speak in a certain way in public.
[He1] : What is your true self?
[He2] : I really don't know. I have expressed my rational self occasionally with my family at least but those words made hardly any sense to them.

Denied

What I call that but a let down
I thought I wasn't heard out
Not a fair chance of presenting mine
I had shown the interest

I know I am ready
With ideas beyond the boundary
But you chose someone else
Who will never meet in uniqueness

No doubt he is capable
Perhaps a better bet in the long run
But I have plans ample
Not for my pleasure to you I turn

You follow a structure
Afraid as you that you may reinvent the wheel
Defined your life and your character
Based on imaginations of a male

You expect me to approach in Dreyfus model
That is a fallacy of is-ought scale
For us questions are known
A novice-expert in every moment I'll remain

You need a direct contact and a rapport
Building a bond toasting beer
Unfortunate stereotypes as the guiding rules
Burkha clad woman fighting freedom of choice

Unconfused and passionate first time in life
I would have triumphed or perished, hell right
You should have tried me out either way
Nothing would have made difference to you anyway

About Tennis Gods

As an Indian, I should hardly care if any of the present trinity of the world tennis (male) win any of the tournaments. However, whenever I watch a match either between Rafael and Roger or between Rafael and

 Novak, I expect Rafael to lose. I wonder why I can't keep my indifference and enjoy their play equally and hope that the best player on that day would win.

When I think about it, I guess I like Roger because he comes across as a good boy who finished first and Novak as a funny boy who was more than a side show. But why should I like people who come across either good or funny? Is it because there is an instinctive feeling that these boys would be never be my wife's wet dream boys?

Coming out of that meaningless instinctive feeling, I feel I should always hope for a Rafael win. That is a better sight for the personality worshiping culture of developing world.

I found, among three only Rafael is an atheist and the other two are religious. Now, the Wikipedia article says, he is an agnostic. The term agnostic is basically meaningless, because I feel it introduced an unwarranted definition which didn't stem from a naturalistic view but originated from a monotheistic definition. In my opinion, there are two types of agnostics. The first one is a closet religious person but lives in a society where that would be seen as ignorance. The other one is overly bothered to project his/her humble self thus does not want to be known as an atheist. I assume Rafael is the second kind.

It is at the moments in the match that become crucial when I see the differences. Today at the Australian Open final, Novak was thanking the god profusely whereas Rafael was aggressively backing himself up. Novak's humbleness in thanking the god and Rafael's arrogance in not doing that would make Novak the darling of all not so gifted bodies as he shows there is some outside help afterall. What does Rafael offer? Nothing. He just indicates everyone are on their own.

It appears even the agnostic self is insufficient to make him humble enough. I wonder what kind of signs he should show that make others have a hope that if they ever thought of becoming atheists or agnostics then they can become a winner like him.

Novak's religiosity in a region, where a single linguistic group became three nations owing to three religions (or two, one Islam and the other two Christian denominations) and thus has been proven to be absurd and dangerous, is a bad example for hero worshiping people from other regions.

Need for the Caste System - iv

A Karnataka Minister
- Rolling over Brahmins' leftovers cures the skin diseases of lower castes

Wavering Lawfulness

[A lady customer storms into the pharmacy]
[Lady Customer] You didn't give me the bill.
[Pharmacist] < coolly > You didn't ask for it.
[Lady Customer] But you must give the bill.
[Pharmacist] Had you asked, I would have.
[Lady Customer] I might have forgotten.
[Pharmacist] I thought you didn't need it.
[Lady Customer] But you must give the bill by default!
[Pharmacist] Okay, wait. I'll give you the bill.
The present customer didn't ask for the bill. The pharmacist didn't give one.
The second customer didn't ask for the bill. The pharmacist didn't give one.
The third customer didn't ask for the bill. The pharmacist didn't give one.
Now the pharmacist turned his attention to the lady customer.
[Pharmacist] Name
[Lady Customer] < No longer the firm voice that she started with > ...
[Pharmacist] Spell it.. Doctor's name
[Lady Customer] .... Give me one more medicine
[Lady Customer] < pays for the new medicine >Take two rupees change...
[Lady Customer] Oh! It's one rupee...
[Pharmacist] Here you go...< gives the bills for the previous and the present medicines >
[Lady Customer] < ready to go >
[Pharmacist] Wait! you have to get back ten rupees change.
[Lady Customer] Oh! Thank you!