World Pulse : Voice of the Future

World pulse is an incredible NGO that truly believes that when women are heard they will change the world.  In accordance to their beliefs every year they select 30 women from a pool of about 600 applicants and train them to be citizen journalists. This training program is called Voice of the Future.

Every year I contemplate applying and invariable I keep thinking about it over and over again until the deadline passes. This year I did not think. Instead without a moment’s hesitation I signed up to a Volunteer Listener. My tasks included reading the assignments of the applicants and giving my feedback to the organizers.

There were four assignments, each required the applicant to write a short essay on diverse topics like the WEB 2.0, their  journey before world pulse, what are the issues faced by them and how they intend to use world pulse to speak out against the acts of atrocities in their communities.

Unfortunately I cannot reveal details of the stories that I have read but what I read left a mark. Here were women who were brutally raped,forced out of their homes, sold,abused, oppressed and humiliated yet their writing exuded vigor and strength. There was hope in their writing. It was this hope that made them walk miles from their homes to an internet cafe to access world pulse. Some of these women had given up on life before world pulse. Now they are training other women to use the internet so that they can out their stories out there.

Through world pulse women from different parts of the globe and from varied walks of lives have given voice to stories of women who cannot speak for themselves. They have created awareness  of various social issues like breast ironing   and campaigned for funds to end female genital mutilation.

There is a rising chorus in the world today and the voices are powered by women , some of whom were too poor to go to school, many with no college education but their voices are reaching a crescendo and it is a heartrending song.

Tune  in at World Pulse .

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Where is this blog headed?!

Places, Faces and the Journey in Between as primarily been a travel blog. I started it back in July 2010. I had just discovered writing. I enjoyed pouring out all my adventures in the form of posts off and on, sometimes even up to three times a week. I sure did enjoy every moment of it.

Lately I have been falling behind in updating my blog and to add to that I have a few other new found passions to accompany traveling. Experimenting with an Urban garden, composting, Cooking and running to name a few.

The truth is I am finding it a challenge to update a ‘travel blog‘ on a weekly ( often three times a week)  basis . Which brings us to the question : Should I end this blog?

Oh no! I still am very much in love with writing.

On taking stock of things and the life I am living, I have realized that my writing has matured ( and hopefully so have I).

So my dear readers,

My blog will continue. Hallelujah!

But it will slowly mature from a travel only blog to  something else. What that something else entails you and I are going to discover together. I take a pledge to update this blog on a weekly basis.

Thank you for being a part of this incredible journey!

Cheers,

Lisa

 

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[WAH ]Cycling around the Hussain Sagar

I have recently moved to Bangalore. When I was sifting through the junk that I had piled up while in Hyderabad I came across a lot of unfinished stories. This is one of them, finally completed.

The Hyderabad Bicycling Club rents out cycles every day between 5.30 am and 7.30 am opposite the Sanjeeviah Park. A portion of the road around the lake is closed to traffic during these hours.

If you are in Hyderabad or simply visiting make sure you add this to your list. In the meantime you can read of my cycling misadventures on the WAH blog.

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Kochi Muziris Biennale

Kochi Auziris Biennale

Kochi Muziris Biennale

Art is often an outlet for human emotions. Everyone understands it differently, perceives it differently. A blotch and/or a splash on an otherwise empty canvas can come with price tags with astronomical numbers. It takes a imaginative man to understand the blotch and a richer man to make it his own.But there are certain forms of art that have no price tags attached. All it asks is that you take time to see beyond the canvas, connect the invisible dots and ponder at the bigger picture that sketches to life within you.

India’s first Biennale hosted by the sleepy town of Kochi opened amidst a cloud of controversy within the local art community concluded in mid March while remaining largely undiscovered.

Although snubbed by most of the papers in India and considered almost a failure by the ones that can spare it’s 2 inches of news, the Kochi Muziri Biennale has a few exhibits which makes one ponder. Here are a few of them.

# The Sovereign Forest
Farmer suicides make news almost every week in the papers.With the rising number of incidents the coverage has moved from the headlines to the bylines. Forgive me but for lack of a better word it has become a cliche. Journalism has conveyed the message to the people. We have received it, felt sorry and moved on to more interesting news. But Amar Kanwar in his work titled ‘The Sovereign Forest’ presents the story of the suicide again, differently. But he does not mention the hardships of the farmers, he does not present the agricultural policies of the government or lack thereof. All he has done is mount small trays on a blackened wall. In the trays he has displayed grains of rice of different variety On stands next to his exhibit he has two books. One of them has the taxonomic name of the grain and in the other book there are names of men. Some names were accompanied by a photo identity. Some accompanied by a date. The date of the suicide.
There are no facts, no reports yet the message is clear.

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# The Atrocities in Bangladesh

Leaves of blade glistening in the sun. A crowded street with an auto rickshaw greedily taking more space in the canvas.A almirah with a broken handle. Money lots of money laid out on a bed. A man walking along a narrow path while a mosque towers overhead. A mortuary with a cadaver covered with a checked sheet.
Each of these photographs captures a story stifling it within its frames. The silence within the frames speaks volumes on the atrocities committed to the citizens of Bangladesh by the peace keeping forces.

Kochi Biennale may have been a disaster with reference to political backing and funding but I would not write it off completely. It has got me thinking, thinking of farmers in Orrisa and people in Bangladesh.

 

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Life: It goes on

Everybody said I was getting old and that I had to get married. I was 28 and was feeling young.  I have heard a myriad of reasons why I had to find a guy quick. ‘Don’t miss the boat’ ,’Don’t let life pass you by’,’ You don’t want to be one of those..’

But I had a plan. It was a simple one. Wait till a nice simple guy came along. And in the meantime travel. It worked out well for me. I am married and suddenly people are calling me and my husband the young couple with lots to learn.

All of a sudden it’s my younger sister who is the ageing one. The pressure of getting married is traumatic to say the least. I know it. I have been there and have crossed over. This is my note to my sister and to all the single unmarried woman facing the storm.

1. This is the best part of your life. Be Selfish. It is your right.

2. Every now and then spend your money on unreasonable things/events that add a difference to your life at least for a day. These are the memories that will get you through some dull moments in life.

3. Travel.  I cannot stress the importance of this one virtue. It can either make you or break you. Either ways you discover truths about yourself that four walls of a classroom and a million self help books can never reveal to you.

4. There is a lot written about the unsafe nature of solo female travel. What is not written but a fact is the unsafe nature of travel. But men still travel. As should you.

5. There is danger lurking even in the most safe place. Be aware at all times. You  can protect yourself and you should.

6. Make a list of places you want to see. Then pick one at random and then book non-refundable tickets. The planning will automatically follow.

7. Learn to cook. It is essential. The way to a man’s heart is through the stomach. Now that is a fact!

8. Where ever you be live comfortably.  While saving for a rainy day don’t miss out on the sunshine.

9.  Discover yourself. This is important. Because unless you know yourself you cannot decide your life.

10. A lot of people will tell you that you are old. Let them. Unfortunately they too have a freedom of expression and speech.

11. You don’t have to hold it together all the time. At times you can scream, cuss, explode, weep,swear.

12. Remember there is no such thing as a perfect guy. If he seems too perfect then run. RUN as if your life depended on it.

13. When you are making a decision about a guy ask yourself how you can help each other grow to be perfect. Imperfections are the most special part of a relationship. If everybody are perfect then it’s no fun.

14. Only marry a guy who wants to marry you  and only you. Not someone who is just looking to get married.

15. Only marry a guy who knows your worth.

16.  Always remember one thing about life. It goes on. It doesn’t pause up until you are married.

17. My favorite advice . One I repeat to myself time and again : Take time to be crazy!

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