Development Communication by Hema Vishwanathan

Social marketing and development communication and a perspective to it have been given by so many people till now and so was given by Mrs Hema Vishwanathan, a 1974 IIM A pass out. I was just wondering how progressive her family was to let her do an MBA in 1974 when MBA itself was not a much known field and girls into such higher education was hardly heard....anyways she is very impressive like most IIM A graduates.

Few words of her:

Indians really don't have sense of time, the proof is our vocabulary....whatever we value we develop a vocabulary for that but for minutes and seconds we Indians in any of Indian languages have no vocabulary of our own. Similarly in the west for relationships they don't have much vocabulary apart from those set words mother, father, uncle and aunt as opposed to Indian vast vocab for each and every relationship...the reason being Indians value relationships and westerners value time.

Wanna feel differently!!!!

I am just wondering can I ever start feeling differently... how much I wish to be different, to feel different. Can we do something to bring the right people into our lives..I again wrote the MICAT today not for admission but a sample test to check that standard of MICAT is good or not..there it was asked "I socialize" "make an effort to retain people" "choose people you want to be with", frankly speaking I had no clue what to do with those questions...my realtionships have always proved to be disaster, wrongly handled and at times wrong people...was it possible that I could have really made a choice...if yes, then why the hell I was so stupid not to do so and suffer??

Same thought again

There is a big vaccuum in life, I find myself in an air tight room, I can’t smile or laugh aymore. I don’t like talking to anybody around me. I just want to forget everything and want to get lost in the world where everything is new to me, where nobody knows me where people who know me can’t reach me and I forget everybody I know..want to become a blank slate as blank is my life. I don’t know what will please me ,what wIll make me happy, what will gIve me peace.

This thought has now started coming to me very frequently, almost always I am occupied with this thought.

Why don't we have disposable openers????

We have disposable bottles, syringes then why don't we have disposable openers... say a disposable bottle opener.. once it has opened one bottle, it will not be eligible to open any other bottle.
Isn't it sensible? Why not?? Just think  men  want a virgin on their bed....A woman who has lost her virginity or say whose hymen has been opened is rejected for marriage or not desirable by men, then why not the bottle opener, the dick which has opened a hymen be made disposable.

I want to be LOST

I want to be lost today. Lost somewhere in far, deep and dense where nobody can find me and then only a new ray of light will bring me a life where everything will be new.

There is so much of pain around, actually there had been so much of pain around since long long time. Why is that I am so oblivious of all of it. Is it only me or all of us? Despite of knowing that there are many other people who are deprived of even the basic needs of life and still don't complain, I complain about almost the most trivial things as compared to those pains.

I have a family, a career, good education, still I am so restless, totally clueless of what I am looking for, but I want something more. But what about those people who don't even have a family, who live every single day under the threat of death or who sleep almost every night with a glass of water as their dinner, are they also so restless as I am? Even if they are it is logical but then when I understand all this then why can't I be happy with what all I have? Am I being selfish? Sorry i can't think of any other word for myself.

Every time when I hear of miseries of those war victims, nazi victims and similar I realize that I am so privileged but then the moment I face a problem, I forget it and think of my petty issues as major.

Isn't it that it happens with all of us and we do reflect on it but no actions after that...

The other day there was a lecture on luxury branding which talked about selling of exotic products with sky rocketing prices for the elites and the next session was of Mathew's which talked about the pains, hungers and miseries around the world which made me realize that how futile it is to talk about luxury brands and its business when millions of people lack two times a day meal. This makes me afraid that I am not the only one who has this indifferent attitude but there are many more.

What we want?

What we want in life?
What will satisfy us?
U know what probably none of us know the exact answer of the above Qs.
Atleast I dont have the answers.

When I was a kid studying in kindergarden I alwaz used to dream of when I will pass the school.As a kid unaware that there are only 12 standards in school ,I kept counting till 20 and used to get scared.

After 12 years of hardship and thinking that I have crossed the most difficult and tortorous life I got into engineering college.But this was not the end of it. Now the concern was that I am in the worst institute of the universe and I will not be able to make anything out of this useless place.Then with course of time, with masti and maza of chadhti jawani ,I developed the feeling that I can win the world. But then again CONCERN ,engineering studies of course.Who likes those fat books as fat as I am. Suddenly I started wishing for college to end because somehow i felt office life is the best, nobody questions and no exams. Somehow i successfully completed another torturous( see every period of life within that period seems tortorous, interesting thing is your present becomes THE MOST TORTUROUS). I got a job, starting few days were like heaven..........but then guess what!!!!!!!!!!!! cmon by now you should be in a state to guess the obvious progress.........Yes CONCERNS................The present again beacame the most torturous period and now the vicious cycle leads to the desire of getting back to kindergarden or for some people may lead to the desire of getting in to another vicious cycle of marriage.

So you see that how PRESENT becomes the worst period of life....whereas the PAST which sometime back was the most torturous period seems to be the golden era of life.

Man never likes what he has....You know what ,what makes a person feel satisfied.....It is either he gets what he wants to or being in company of people who failed to achieve it either.

Man never achieves what he wants to achieve because with every step he moves towards his goal he pushes his goal a step ahead.....in short expectation rises with every bit of success.

Man gets success but still complains....with rising expectation where is the peace of mind.When will we decide what is the limit of our expectation?When will we be satisfied?

Its true that if you want to be satisfied see people below you and if you want to succeed see people above you, but its you who decides who are the people above you and who are the people below you.