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The Hidden Propaganda: How a ‘liberal’ education almost made me hate Rama for half my life.
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The Hidden Propaganda: How a ‘liberal’ education almost made me hate Rama for half my life.

I read a chapter in my history textbook in school stating that Rama asked his wife Sita to undergo a “test of purity”. At that age, I didn’t fully understand what it meant. But my teacher interpreted it for us saying that Rama objectified his wife, abandoned her because Ravana had violated her, & that he chose power and prestige over love. 

That explanation planted a subtle yet deep-rooted dislike for Rama in my young mind.

Ironically, I had watched Ramayan on DD as a toddler but I never revisited it later. 

I didn’t even grow up in an atheist household. My home & heart were filled with devotion towards other representations of the divine, Krishna, Shiva, and Durga... Yet somehow I almost ended up hating Rama.

Sometimes even wondering if the casual labeling of the story of Rama as “mythology” instead of “History”, was true. 

Years later, I became deeply devoted to Hanuman. And that’s when a strange contradiction began to trouble me. I loved Hanuman, but I despised Rama. It didn’t make sense. What made Hanuman so devoted to someone I had come to dislike so strongly? 

But I never questioned this one thing I had been taught. I never asked my parents. Somewhere in my mind, there was no doubt that what I learned in school had to be true.

Events like the Babri Masjid demolition further reinforced my bias. I began associating Rama with conflict, with controversy, with something negative. 

I studied in a convent. As a millennial, I idolized Barkha Dutt, Rajdeep Sardesai and even Ravish (lmao when i think of it now) and thought i was “educating” myself listening to the insightful prime time debates on the then erstwhile Pronoy Roy led NDTV.  

I hated Modi, everything saffron, believed in the Hindu terror stories, and the narratives around the “Ganga-Jamuni Tehzeeb” that were sold to us on a platter. But I thought Tipu Sultan, Akbar and his kin were great rulers!!

The constant framing of anything related to Hindu identity in a negative light slowly influenced how I perceived Hindutva & Sanatan.

And this brings me to a larger point, the woke-fication of the Indian education system and media. It genuinely infuriates me to think that young minds can be shaped so deeply by feeding misinformation. 

Who is accountable for this? Shouldn’t there be consequences for shaping generations with misinformation through History Books, Movies, News and Media? …impacting identity, belief systems, and cultural connection at a very fundamental level.

It feels like an entire generation of liberal millennials like myself was subtly shaped by these narratives. And now, as some of these narratives are being exposed, there is an immediate push to label the more accurate perspectives as “propaganda.”  My condolences therefore with the likes who still side with the Tukde Tukde gang…

I wonder where the likes of J Sai Deepak, A Ranganathan and Satguru were while I was growing up feeding on the shit that the left liberals were serving on prime time. My bad. I didn’t question and inquire. Years later this video answered the question that had always bothered me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ehc8Kshvsfs

The narrative needs to be set right for sure. Movies like the Kerala - Kashmir - Bengal Files, the Dhurandhar series … are just one of the means. I just wish it had happened sooner. The not so desi version of the Ramayana... i hope works on those lines too.

Maybe Aditya Dhar & Co should also explore this for their next. I’m no authority on the topic, but the insights are startling, if actually true.

u/Infinity_here — 12 hours ago

Lizz & me

So, it was late and I was all by myself in the room. Actually, it was just liz and me. I had my biology exam the next morning.

115 pages and just 50 covered. It was already well past 12 am and I was looking at my biology book and the ceiling fan. It was just a random thought in my head and I know the option wasn’t viable.

The fan simply creaks and may fall off even if liz touched it lol. So I get back to my Biology book… page no. 51 hahaha
The only 2 sounds I hear are the clock ticking and Liz. It’s a strange sound she emits. Nasty & irritating to say the least as if mocking my unfinished syllabus and my doomsday.

Then suddenly the door creaks and before I panic in this dreary night, mom walks in and I burst into tears.
"Mom, I haven’t finished my Bio Syllabus", I rant and hug her. And she bursts out giggling, handing me a glass full of water.

And I continue the rant after a few more sips, complaining about the clock ticking and Liz… and she laughs all the more. I’m already short on time and finish the rant faster.

So basically, there was a hole in the window mesh for a Cable to pass through but Liz, the Irritant Lizard found her way to my peaceful paradise and made it her own.

Mom just hugged me tight and said I knew what was worth knowing and that I should go off to sleep and not panic.

All along she was there, liz was silent and the moment she left, she started mocking me again.

I begged her with folded hands, "hey ya, life is hell already, Tomorrow Bio, then History, then Geography… why why whyyyyyyy! And you liz all you gotta do is diss at me. Can you please come back after Thursday if you have to."

I took out the cells from the wall clock and continued venting to liz… she lingered around a bit and by the time she could’ve responded, I fell off to sleep.

And you know what? Liz didn’t show up for a whole week. Whatta an empathetic lizzzard ;)

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u/Infinity_here — 3 days ago

Lizz and me

So, it was late and I was all by myself in the room. Actually, it was just liz and me. I had my biology exam the next morning.

115 pages and just 50 covered. It was already well past 12 am and I was looking at my biology book and the ceiling fan. It was just a random thought in my head and I know the option wasn’t viable.

The fan simply creaks and may fall off even if liz touched it lol. So I get back to my Biology book… page no. 51 hahaha
The only 2 sounds I hear are the clock ticking and Liz. It’s a strange sound she emits. Nasty & irritating to say the least as if mocking my unfinished syllabus and my doomsday.

Then suddenly the door creaks and before I panic in this dreary night, mom walks in and I burst into tears.
"Mom, I haven’t finished my Bio Syllabus", I rant and hug her. And she bursts out giggling, handing me a glass full of water.

And I continue the rant after a few more sips, complaining about the clock ticking and Liz… and she laughs all the more. I’m already short on time and finish the rant faster.

So basically, there was a hole in the window mesh for a Cable to pass through but Liz, the Irritant Lizard found her way to my peaceful paradise and made it her own.

Mom just hugged me tight and said I knew what was worth knowing and that I should go off to sleep and not panic.

All along she was there, liz was silent and the moment she left, she started mocking me again.

I begged her with folded hands, "hey ya, life is hell already, Tomorrow Bio, then History, then Geography… why why whyyyyyyy! And you liz all you gotta do is diss at me. Can you please come back after Thursday if you have to."

I took out the cells from the wall clock and continued venting to liz… she lingered around a bit and by the time she could’ve responded, I fell off to sleep.

And you know what? Liz didn’t show up for a whole week. Whatta an empathetic lizzzard ;)

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u/Infinity_here — 3 days ago

Best Decision I Ever Made in Order to Not Give a Fuck!

A few years ago, I started meditating, and it became the catalyst for a total life overhaul. Today, I feel completely weightless. I’ve walked away from chasing people, validation and power with zero anxiety and zero fear. I don't need external 'fixes' like alcohol or substances to feel okay. Being alive right now feels like the ultimate high.

I finally reclaimed the privilege of my own state of mind. People can do or say whatever they want, but they no longer have the power to make me angry, happy, or miserable.

A few years ago, I started meditating. Oh boy, a lot of things have transformed since then. It wasn't only because of meditation, but it felt like a lot of things came together in life at the right time that helped me change.

Fast forward to today, I feel totally carefree in life. My body and mind feel like a breeze.

I quit my job to work on my passion project with nothing to fear about, and no need for drugs or alcohol. Right now feels like the best time of my life. Even if I were to die now, I don't give a f*ck!

This mindset quote from Sadh - guru helped me change myself in this journey: How people are is their choice. How I am is my choice. No matter what they do, no one can make me angry, happy or unhappy. These privileges I kept to myself.

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u/Infinity_here — 13 days ago