Imperfect Notions : Life, Culture, Current News and Opinions

The history is written by the winners, it is said and if there are different winners at different points of time then there are different histories, and, then what is the history we are going to teach the kids in school, presently. Such, is the dilemma in which we find ourselves at this point of time. Times are changing fast and so is the technology. What do any of the religious texts, one believes in have to say for that… The use of mobiles/ laptops/ printers for example - Is it ‘haram’ for muslims, or a part of idol worship for Hindus or a copy of Guru Granth Sahib for Sikhs, for that matter. One can think of numerous examples, and, I will leave it to the readers’ imagination to think of so called ‘paradoxes’. The wearing of ‘hijab’ was dictated by the society at that time due to some social complexities. But, do all the muslims in all the countries of the world wear hijab; that is the larger question? The reason Hindus have 33 million Gods, is a case in the point. If one COULD NOT

Food and drinks have been a primordial habit with us? And, after we are weaned of ‘mothers’ milk, it is as ‘Sadguru’ would put it ‘What goes into us come from the mother earth (including the five basic elements – water, fire, air, aakash (ether) and will after a certain period of time return to earth.’ While the basic philosophy and dogmas related to it can be questioned and argued, the, basic question remains as to why some food🍲 is tastier than others. So, here I am going to argue purely from an operational point of view as to what are variables involved and how many different permutations are possible, and, is it possible to make the best (tastiest) food? Let us see (stereotypes) – Food made by mother always tastes best, Grandmas make the best savories, pickles, jams, marmalades; Wines think French, and, whiskeys, brandys from England etc. etc. Today I will take just one of these stereotypes and leave my readers to contribute the rest and maybe peace will prevail. So here we begin…