Friday, July 3, 2015

Life is what you make of it



Everyday, I come across people who inspire me and make me realize how grateful and thankful I have to be for everything that God has blessed me with.A few days ago we had a couple that came to the pharmacy. They were deaf and unable to speak and yet they had perfectly normal kids. What amazed me was how normal they were as a family. The kids communicated with their parents in sign language. We also have another couple that frequent the pharmacy often. The husband and wife are both blind, yet they are well educated holding university degrees.They have their own home and lead perfectly normal lives. We view their loss of vision as a disability but for them it isn't. They full of enthusiasm. They travel, they go to the movies etc with their driver. They such an inspiration to me. The only time my heart breaks is when they call the pharmacy to ask us if its going to rain as they wish to make a barbecue. These people have turned their disabilities into a strength and have made a success out of their lives. Yet on the other hand we find individuals who have no disabilities at all, but are unable to make their lives successful. I have come across university students who simply go to campus to have fun, wasting their parents money. I have come across men who are too lazy to work and depend on their wives to support them. Life is what you make of it. You can be poor but still become successful or you can be from a rich home and be unsuccessful. Life is short. So make the best of everyday that goes by. Wake up in the morning with a positive mind set and tell yourself that you are going to achieve your goals for the day. Rise up at the crack of dawn telling yourself that you are going to make a difference in someone else's life. Simple acts of kindness like smiling or listening to someones else's problems all constitutes towards making a difference. Live each day as though its your last. Live happily and forgive easily. Go to bed every night with a clean, happy heart.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

International Cricket Match Referee, Dev Govindjee travels to the Caribbean



The Hilton Hotel
Bridgetown
Barbados

Tuesday 23 June 2015

It is almost a week since my arrival to Barbados to be a part of the Caribbean Premier League Cricket event which has 6 Franchise Teams playing across the 7 different Islands ( Countries) of the West Indies.

My flight path after leaving Port Elizabeth on Wed 17th took me on a BA flight to Johannesburg then to London Heathrow- having left ORTIA at 9.30 we landed around 7 a.m. ( London time) on the 18th – this was an anxious flight as I had to make sure I got from Heathrow to Gatwick in time for the flight to Barbados- fortunately I had arranged on internet for a cab to be waiting my arrival not knowing how long it would take through customs & passport control- the God’s were with me as the flight got in earlier than expected and I managed to exit in another hour to be met by the cab and within another hour I was at Gatwick- even had time to shower in the BA lounge and after a change of clothes it was a much more relaxed 8 hour flight into Bridgetown Barbados where the time is 6 hours behind that of SA.

Naturally the body clock needed to adjust and a week later this is still in rather chaotic mood and the waking hours have been virtually anytime – thankfully I can manage on clusters of short deep sleep so the waking hours finds me working.

Barbados is 21 miles long and 14 miles wide and the Island Map called “Ins & Outs of Barbados” gives the reader the following welcome message :

“ Welcome to Barbados- a safe, friendly island colonized nearly 400 years ago by the British & declared a proud independent nation in 1966.

Barbados is beautiful & everything is within easy driving distance. Taxis enthusiastically ply their trade , it is safe to walk anywhere & people will happily give you information.

Enjoy your stay!”

Not sure how many other countries can include a Welcome message such as that ?

My first two days were taken up on meetings and venue inspection of the beautiful Kensington Oval Cricket Ground- scene of the 2007 World Cup Final and also where Rihanna in 2011 sang for the 1st time in her home country!

Did manage on Friday morning to do a long walk with Mick Martell ( the Australian umpire who forms part of my PCT) – we left the hotel and walked along the stunning Carlisle Bay – the Hilton forms part of the South Western corner of the Island of Barbados. The beautiful beach went on forwever with warm water which eventually forced us to take our tops off and in our walking shorts jump into the stunning Caribbean Sea!

By Saturday everything was in place for the opening match of this tournament with the Barbados Tridents playing the Guyana Amazon Warriors.

There are two Playing Control Teams (PCT) – I have an umpire from Australia , Guyana & Trinidad with me as well as a 4th umpire who is local.
The other PCT has been based in St Lucia.

The opening match went very well and we had no issues to deal with as the Barbados Tridents captained by Kieron Pollard defeated the Guyana Amazon Warriors captained by Denesh Ramdin- the sold out crowd gave me an idea of what enjoying cricket Caribbean Style is all about.

Sunday we ( the PCT) arranged for the taxi to take us on a 5 hour Island Tour.
This was just special as she took us along the stunning coastline from the hotel- each “suburb” is referred to as a Parish so from St Michael Parish ( where the Hilton is) we traversed the Island through St Thomas, St James, St Peter until we got to the northernmost point called North Point in the parish of St Lucy. We had made stops for photographs at various places of interest starting in the downtown Bridgetown centre at the Independence Square with the magnificent Parliament buildings and statues of Nelson and one dedicated to the two World Wars.

We found the journey fascinating as explanations given about the early history, the work on plantations of cotton and sugar cane, the unique Chattel Houses- wooden in construction and many colourfully painted- they were raised from the ground in order that the plantation workers could move these homes onto new land when they had to work at a different cotton or sugar cane plantation.

We also came across staggeringly expensive erf with views to the coast and modern Condominiums – a unit in one of these was bought by Rihanna at a discounted price ( as she is Barbadian) of around USD 25 Million.

Wonderful Marina developments where the rich & famous have their yachts and catamarans parked as if they were cars outside a home !

Of course I had to make a stop at Sandy Lane – the five star beachfront resort close to Holetown in the St James Parish - this is where Tiger Woods chose to marry Erin Nordegren in 2004.
The list of celebs who have stayed at Sandy Lane is worth googling!
From Oprah to Elton John, The Onassis clan and even RVP of soccer fame.

We were thrilled to come across three club cricket matches- stopped at one to visit the clubhouse and chat to the people there- it was also interesting to note British tourists who hire cars as it is quite easy to get around, stopping to also enjoy the Village Style cricket matches- the Sport in the Caribbean is unbelievably popular.

We stopped for lunch at one of many little quaint restaurants and then proceeded to continue our 5 hour trip which at times was through some lovely tropical warm rain.

The evening we took another cab to a sports Bar called Bubbas- huge screens in a beautiful setting where naturally Cricket was being shown and we watched a bit of the 1st match of the other group- in St Lucia – sadly rain affected that match and it could not be completed. The St Lucia Zouks ( with Kevin Petersen) playing the Trinidad & Tobago Red Steel who have Kallis in the line-up.

Yesterday ( Monday) Mick Martell ( Aus umpire) & I went into the downtown city centre- about a ten minute drive from the hotel- spent many hours taking in the atmosphere- clean, neat shopping lanes, closed off streets to allow walking only, the Marina with the famous Chamberlain Bridge spanning the Careenage. We enjoyed lunch at the Marina Restaurant & Bar at the Bridge House- lovely view across the bridge and good food- rained heavily while there so many tourists moved into the restaurant frpm the balcony seating areas.

We managed to do some shopping as well- the Caribbean Islands ( countries ) all have their own currency with a different exchange rate ! Things are very expensive because of our weak rand and that has always got to be taken into account. Two Barbados Dollars = 1 USD .

This morning took a walk on my own around the hotel and found the George Washington Home- interestingly this is the only city Washington had ever visited outside of the USA!
Had some coffee at the Barbados Coffee Shop – the slogan read “ Just another day in Paradise” and I thought – how fitting!

It is now 1 pm and time to get ready for tonight’s 2nd match – the Barbados Tridents play the Jamaican Tallawahs . This brings Kieron Pollard ( Tridents) up against Chris Gayle (Tallawahs) – so the toss is going to be interesting – with two towering figures alongside me- both metaphorically & literally speaking!

So on that note my 1st Caribbean update comes to an end- This is the first of a 6 week outing – from here I shall move to St Kitts on Saturday for my next group of matches- shall let you know all about
St Kitts once I have settled in there.

Always

Just

deV

To view Dev's travel photos, simply click on the link below

https://www.facebook.com/dev.govindjee.5?fref=ts


Thursday, June 11, 2015

Rey's mouth watering Chicken corn soup


With winter at our doorstep and with every second person getting ill, including my family and I, why not indulge in a delicious bowl of chicken corn soup that will help you to recovery. With moms easy recipe anyone can become a master chef for sure....


                                 1. Add 1 cup of cubed chicken fillet in a medium sized deep pot    
                            
                                2. Add 1 tablespoon ghee to the chicken

                                3. Add 1 teaspoon ginger garlic masala

                                4. Add 1 teaspoon green chillies

                                5. Add 1 teaspoon white pepper

                                6. Add 1 teaspoon salt

                                7. Add 1 cinnamon stick

                                8. Add 2 teaspoons mustard powder

                                9. Mix all of the above ingredients thoroughly. Now add 1 1/2 
                                    cups of water and cook chicken on low heat until done.

                                  10. Now add 1 liter of milk and 1 big tin of cream style corn
                                      to the chicken. Take 60 g of butter and melt with 2 tablespoons
                                      of flour. Make into a paste and add to the milk. Allow the milk to 
                                      boil. Before serving, add one small tin of nestle cream and add a 
                                                           dash of black pepper on the top

                                              11. Serve with garlic toast or croutons



Sunday, June 7, 2015

International cricket match referee, Dev Govindjee visits Ireland


DUBLIN – update

Friday 5 June 2015

MY VISIT TO DUBLIN FOR THE ICC INTERCONTINENTAL CUP MATCH BETWEEN IRELAND & THE U.A.E. WAS ONCE AGAIN A WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE.

ARRIVED IN DUBLIN VIA JHB & LONDON LAST SATURDAY to REALLY FOUL WEATHER WHICH HARDLY CHANGED AT ALL- HAD A FEW FREE DAYS DURING WHICH TIME I DID SOME VENUE INSPECTIONS AND ALSO POPPED INTO THE CITY CENTRE WHICH I HAVE VISITED A FEW TIMES BEFORE BUT WANTED TO SHOW THE UMPIRE FROM INDIA WHO WAS ON HIS FIRST TRIP TO IRELAND.

THE MATCH GOT UNDER WAY UNDER GLOOMY SKIES ON TUESDAY WITH THE PROSPECT OF IT BEING WASHED OUT A VERY STRONG ONE- BUT THEN AGAIN, THE UNPREDICTABILITY OF THE WEATHER HERE PROVED ITSELF ONCE AGAIN WITH SKIES CLEARING, RAIN STOPPING AND PLAY GETTING UNDER WAY – PLAYED LATER THAN THE SCHEDULED CLOSE- LIGHT IS NEVER A PROBLEM AS SUNSET HERE AT THIS TIME CAN EASILY BE AROUND 10 PM!

THE HOTEL ON THIS TRIP WAS VERY CONVENIENTLY SITUATED- THE HILTON AIRPORT DUBLIN HOTEL IS ABOUT 15 MINS FROM THE AIRPORT AND PROBABLY THE SAME DISTANCE FROM THE MALAHIDE CRICKET CLUB WHERE THE MATCH WAS SCHEDULED TO BE PLAYED.

OVER THE PAST 4 DAYS THE PLAYING CONTROL TEAM WENT OUT EACH EVENING TO EXPERIENCE THE CUISINE ON OFFER IN THE VICINITY AS WELL AS IN MALAHIDE WHICH IS ONE OF THE UPMARKET AREAS OF DUBLIN.

ACROSS FROM THE HOTEL IS A TESCO – THIS OPENS 24 HRS A DAY SO THAT TOO PROVED CONVENIENT FOR THE ODD PURCHASE.

DURING THE PAST FEW EVENINGS WE HAD MEALS AT THE NOBLE HOUSE NEAR TO THE HOTEL- THIS WAS A SPECIALIST THAI RESTAURANT. I ALSO VISITED A LOVELY COFFEE SHOP CALLED INSOMNIA WHICH FORMS PART OF THE EUROSPAR FRANCHISE- DELIGHTFUL THE WAY THEY MADE LIGHT MEALS ON ORDER- ONE COULD CHOOSE FROM A VARIETY OF FILLINGS AND HAVE A WRAP OR A BAGUETTE MADE UP AND TOASTED.

THE HOTEL ITSELF BOASTS A LOVELY RESTAURANT CALLED BURNELL- I AM ACTUALLY SITTING IN THAT RESTAURANT AS I TYPE- ATTRACTS MANY BUSINESS PEOPLE WHO COME AND CHAT OVER LUNCH IN ADDITION TO THE REGULAR STREAM OF TOURISTS.

THAT REMINDS ME- WHILE WATCHING THE MATCH AT MALAHIDE CRICKET CLUB, I WAS AMAZED AT THE NUMBER OF PLANES COMING IN TO LAND AT THE NEARBY AIRPORT- IT SEEMED ALMOST LIKE EVERY TWO MINUTES A PLANE WOULD HOVER ACROSS AND LAND AT THE AIRPORT- I GOOGLED THE CURIOSITY AND WAS AMAZED THAT OVER 450 FLIGHTS COME INTO THE CITY EACH DAY- SUCH IS THE POPULARITY OF DUBLIN & IRELAND AND SUCH IS OUR LACK OF KNOWLEDGE WHEN UNDERSTANDING THESE THINGS. WE LIVE SUCH SECLUDED LIVES AND HAVE NO IDEA HOW BUSY OR POPULAR CITIES AROUND THE WORLD ARE COMPARED TO OUR OWN ONES.

ANYWAY, LAST NIGHT WE WENT OUT TO MALAHIDE FOR SUPPER- THE INDIAN UMPIRE WAS THRILLED AS WE FINALLY GOT TO AN INDIAN RESTAURANT- MALAHIDE HAS SOME GREAT PLACES INCLUDING THE STUNNING GRAND HOTEL- SO OUR MEAL WAS AT THE JAIPUR WHICH SERVED SOME GREAT FOOD – MY THALI WAS VERY GOOD - CONSISTED OF FOUR TYPES OF VEG CURRIES WITH A NAAN BREAD AS WELL.

THE FOUR DAY MATCH COULD HAVE ENDED YESTERDAY- IRELAND NEEDED ONE MORE WICKET BUT THE UAE HELD OUT- SO WE WENT BACK THIS MORNING- ONLY START PLAY EACH DAY AT 11 AS THE DAY IS LONG AND SUNSETS CAN BE ANYWHERE AROUND 10 PM ! IT TOOK ONLY 4 BALLS THIS MORNING AND IT WAS ALL OVER- GOT THE FORMALITIES DONE AND HAD LUNCH THERE BEFORE GETTING BACK HERE TO THE HOTEL.
THE TWO LOCAL UMPIRES DROVE OFF AS THEY LIVE IN DIFFERENT PARTS OF IRELAND- ONE IN BELFAST WHICH IS ACTUALLY NORTHERN IRELAND AND THE OTHER IN ANOTHER TOWN.

THE INDIAN UMPIRE SHALL JOIN ME FOR SUPPER AT 7 – WE PLAN TO GO BACK TO THE NOBLE HOUSE THAI RESTAURANT NEAR HERE – HE FLIES OUT VIA DUBAI IN THE MORNING AND I FLY OUT FROM DUBLIN AIRPORT AT 2.30 TO LONDON AND THEN TO JOHANNESBURG AND SHALL BE BACK IN PE ON SUNDAY AFTERNOON.

DUBLIN IS SUCH A WONDERFUL CITY AND THE WEATHER WITH ALL THE RAIN THEY GET TENDS TO CONTRIBUTE TO THE LUSHNESS OF THE SURROUNDS – THE EMERALD ISLE TAG BEFITS THE COUNTRY AND JUST GETTING INTO THE COUNTRYSIDE IS ALWAYS SUCH A PLEASURE FOR ANYONE WHO APPRECIATES NATURE AND THE BEAUTY THAT COMES WITH IT.

NOW IT WILL BE BACK HOME FOR ONLY 10 DAYS BEFORE MY NEXT BIG ASSIGNMENT- THE TRIP TO BE A PART OF A MAJOR SPORTING EVENT- THE CARIBBEAN PREMIER LEAGUE (CPL) EXCITES ME EVEN THOUGH IT DOES MEAN ANOTHER LONG TREK OF FLIGHTS VIA JOBURG THROUGH TO THE WEST INDIES AND ALSO AWARE THAT IT WILL BE 5-6 WEEKS AWAY FROM HOME!
I FLY OUT ON THE 17TH JUNE.

ENJOY THE READ AND ONCE AGAIN THE HOPE IS THAT THERE WILL BE SOME SORT OF INDICATION AS TO RECEIVING THIS – MY NEXT UPDATE SHALL BE FROM BARBADOS WHICH WILL BE MY FIRST PLACE FOR A WEEK OR TWO BEFORE I MOVE ONTO ST KITTS AND END UP IN TRINIDAD WHERE THE CPL 2015 COMES TO A CONCLUSION- MY DEPARTURE OUT OF THE WEST INDIES IS SCHEDULED FOR 29 JULY.

ALL THE BEST AND AS USUAL

LOTS OF LOVE

I AM ALWAYS JUST

Dev


Monday, May 25, 2015

Slaves to a world of illusion

                                           Picture courtesy http://download.cnet.com

So whilst chatting to my cousins a few nights ago I was quite disappointed to learn about the cattish behaviour of our young Muslim girls at university. Apparently its all about glitz and glamour and competing with each other in terms of clothing, cars and of course more respect is given to a girl who originates from the so called elite northern suburbs. I personally believe that no child is brought up with this snotty elitist attitude. It all boils down to upbringing...If you think that university is all about a fashion parade I'm sorry to burst your bubble..It isn't. It is quite sad that many of our young men and women are so consumed with materialism that they fail to see the bigger picture in life. A few weeks ago I was at a function and at our table there was a lady going on for herself about how her daughters only wear branded clothing and they go to an award winning hairdresser etc etc and for university they need to have new clothing all the time.She asked me if I'm also into big brands. My answer was simple, " Aunty what brands are you talking about. Everything nowadays is made in China, Indonesia and India at a ridiculously low price and gullible people like you will pay thousands of rand for the garment just because it has a specific name on it. I'm not a gullible human being.I understand how the world functions and I've also had an opportunity to visit these factories during my travels. It is quite disgusting to see that the workers sewing these branded clothing lines earn less than a dollar a day and yet these branded companies make millions out of the consumer." It reminds me of another story. A few years ago I was working at Milpark hospital as the retail pharmacy manager. There were days that I use to use a Nissan 1400 bakkie to work out of convenience. It was parked off in the driveway and it was so economical on fuel. One day I got to work not realizing that I was being scrutinized by an Indian family in the parking lot. After an hour two at work, my colleague called me saying that a patients family would like to see me to discuss the patients treatment regimen. When I came to the front, I met the family, sat them down and assisted them with their issues. After the discussion as they were leaving, the patients dad asked me, " I think I seen you this morning in the parking lot. Were you the lady in the van." I was like, yes it was me so... The man said, " I never expected an educated person to be riding in a van." I said that a vehicle does not define you as a person and neither is it a benchmark for my integrity as a medical professional..I must be honest I really don't care what car I drive as long as I'm getting from point A to point B.

In an online article I read recently, it was stated that some of the most successful people in the world viewed fashion as a frivolity. In their opinion it is a complete waste of time stressing about what to wear when there are more important pressing issues at hand. Most people find it strange that I wear the same uniform as my staff to work everyday. Why? The answer is simple. I wake up in the morning knowing exactly what to wear and hence I leave the house on time to beat the traffic. I get to work early and hence I am more productive. It is also cost effective. Wearing immaculate formal wear to work everyday means an excess expenditure on clothing and accessories. I rather invest a few more rand on noteworthy investments that would give me returns as opposed to wasting it on clothing. I work with my staff as a team and hence there is no atmosphere of dominance where I would naturally appear to be of a higher level to them had I chosen to wear designer clothing or branded clothing to work everyday. In this way my staff feel comfortable enough with me to discuss any issue that may perturb them.

 In my opinion qualities of simplicity and humbleness surpasses personality traits of pride and arrogance. The more you become consumed into materialism the further away you move from the Almighty. I'd rather have God as my friend than a group of cattish women trying to emulate satanic dolls like the Kardashians..It is sad that in today's materialistic fake world of illusion, a person is not respected for what they have on the inside..its all about wealth, glitz and glamour. What a sad state of affairs, isn't it?

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Does skin colour and gender really matter?


As Indians we have had our fair share of discrimination during the Apartheid era but what is sad is that we have chosen to discriminate amongst ourselves..Recently I attended a function and I over heard a grandmother stating the following, " In our family everyone is fair skinned..my grand kids though are chocolate in complexion but I do love them a lot." I thought to myself what a ridiculous statement to make. In a world where kids are born with deformities, cancer and other dreadful diseases shouldn't we be grateful and thankful that the child is normal and healthy. What does skin colour have to do with anything. I have come across parents who actually teach their kids not to associate with darker skinned children.I have also seen parents who tend to have a softer spot for a beautiful fair child over a darker skinned child. In India skin colour is a huge issue..If you browse through the matrimonial columns in a newspaper every groom and his mother is looking for a fair bride even though he looks like a bus knocked him..lol...A woman in India who is dark skinned is usually tormented by society due to her complexion. In most cases finding a groom would be difficult creating tension in the household. The girl could be kind..educated etc but because she is not fair she will be rejected. I recall being told as a child that I am so dark compared to my brother who is fair skinned with brown hair...It never bothered me in the least. 

We don't only discriminate against each other with regards to skin colour but we also discriminate with regards to gender. Recently I heard a horrific story of a dad who refused to see his daughter the day she was born simply because he wanted his first born to be a son. Naturally there was no real bond between the father and daughter. In some homes a male child is favoured over a female child. Some parents have this notion that the son of the home needs to get everything in his plate disregarding the daughters rights totally. Some parents still have this perception of one day the daughter will get married and her husband needs to provide for her. 

Some time back I was introduced to someone through a mutual friend. After a meeting or two I was told that I'm unattractive, unappealing, I have no sense of dress and I know too much. The only plus factor I supposedly had was a bright radiant clean heart. I thought to myself do I really need to be associated with such a fake superficial individual. Naturally I broke ties with the individual. I expect a person to accept me for me..for what I have on the inside. Beauty fades with time... heart and character remains forever. Characterize a person for their actions not their words or superficial beauty. True beauty is not what is on the outside it is what lies within. The sad part is that these same individuals who taunt others about their darker skin tones hurting people in the process actually act holier than thou...running for umra ten times a year.What is the point of praying when you hurting another human being. What is the point of praying when you are treating people in your own family differently due to the colour of their skin.And to all the men out there who seem to think that they are God's gift to women searching for a snow white wake up and smell the coffee.I wonder if miss world exists in your own household.I guess Indians will be Indians and some things will never change for thy kingdom come..I thank you Allah for allowing me to see people beyond their status, money, looks or profession. To me a cleaner and a CEO of a company is given the same level of respect..

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Time to set the record straight


Indeed, it has been a tragic week in our community with the passing away of Mr, Aslam Khan, his wife and son in a horrific accident on Monday evening. On Wednesday we witnessed the tragic demise of a grandfather and his grandchild who burnt to death in a stationary vehicle that the grand dad set a light. What drove the man to commit such a vile act? We can ask ourselves a million and one questions but we won’t be finding the answers. It is quite unfortunate though that amidst the chaos of the entire tragedy there are certain elements within the community who have spread rumours stating that the reason the grand dad did this is because his immediate family was not good to him. They have accused the family of pushing him over the edge. How can people make up stories without knowing the facts? Do you want to know the real story? I will tell you what the real story is.

The grandfather was a devil in the words of his own children. His wife is a sweet, caring, loving woman and we are proud to have her as part of the Medix family. God has really blessed me with good employees who look out for each other. They speak about their lives and family issues openly and of course where we can help we do step in to assist. Over the past few weeks now my colleague has been coming to work literally in tears. Her husband was an abusive man. She always told us that ever since she got married, she never ever had a day of happiness. Last week, he took out a knife for her and tried to stab her. On many occasions he hit her black and blue. There were times he tried throttling her as well. As a team we encouraged her to get out of the relationship and apply for a restraining order against him. On the day of the tragedy we sent her to the police station to seek help and she was also going to move out of the house that very afternoon. She had finally mustered up the courage to leave this monster. After realizing that his wife was no longer going to tolerate the abuse any longer, he went ballistic and hence he committed this devious act. He might have been a smiling, happy man to the world but at home he had a vicious personality. She told us that even whilst praying, he would pull her by her hair and bang her against the wall. This poor woman endured this abuse throughout her married life. She remained in the relationship for the sake of her kids and out of fear as to what society will say if she left him. She was married to this monster as part of an arranged marriage against her will, a man who was 15 years older than her.

There is a part of me that feels that I could have done more to prevent what happened on Wednesday. Perhaps if she had left him a long time ago this would not have happened. The bottom line though is that this incident should be an eye opener to all those women out there who are suffering in silence. Why should you be the victim? These dogs who abuse women should be exposed within the community. They should be named and shamed. Why should they be given the right to walk around in town with their heads high? We Indian people have this shit mentality that abuse, rape and molestation only occurs in other communities but our own. Nonsense. (Kindly excuse my language)
Two days ago I heard that a grandfather, a Muslim Indian grandfather molested his own grand-daughter. These men need to be exposed. Have we reached a stage where we can no longer trust our own parents with our children? The imams and leaders of the community need to catch a wake up and start talking about these issues. Get it out in the open. Teach our men how to behave with their families. Teach our sons the etiquette of respecting a woman and another human being. Stop this mentality of hiding everything under the carpet and pretending that everything is perfect when in reality it isn’t. Don’t allow anyone to verbally or physically abuse you. Each one of us is entitled to happiness and respect. If you not happy in a relationship get out of it before it’s too late.