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Koala Lounge - March 2008

The Brothel They Didn't Choose (LINK)

March 30th 2008 11:23
“What’s done to children, they will do to society”- Karl Menninger

“Born into Brothels- Calcutta’s Red Light Kids” is a powerful documentary which follows a New York based photographer- Zana Briski as she immerses herself into the lives of several remarkable children who live in the red light district of Kolkata (Calcutta), India.

The community featured in this documentary are caught in a perpetual vicious cycle that spawns generations of children who grow up knowing only violence and degradation towards women and children.

India is a nation which is still sadly ruled by discrimination of social status, class and caste. Together with poverty these communities are battling deplorable circumstances which seem a never ending battle.


Born into Brothels gives a heart-rending insight into the lives of a few children whose fighting spirits are so evident yet slowly eroding as they are sucked into a dangerous world where their destinies are determined by the desperation and helplessness of their parents. They are exposed to a life children should never have to experience and are robbed of their right to innocence.

It’s these attitudes and emotions photographer Zana faces as she tries to enrol the children into various schools, which refuse to accept their applications based on the fact that they are children from a prostitution background and their parents are deemed criminals.

It's frustrating to see the very institutions that can help these kids escape the cruel world they were born in, refuse to give them that chance to be free.

Through determined perseverance Zana manages to find one school that recognises the children’s right to an education, only to find the battle has taken a new turn when some of the children's parents refuse to let them attend or change their mind after enrolment.


Lack of birth control and the spiralling population means more mouths to feed per family, which places huge pressure upon the shoulders of the older children to go out and earn extra money for support. The young girls in all probability will be forced to join their mothers in selling their bodies.

Although their parents may be fully aware that providing their children an education will in turn bring even more money for the family and ensure their offspring a better future, the immediate need for money outweighs any good reasoning they might be given.

The parents in this red light district are surviving by doing what they have been taught by the generations before them, and they in turn, will teach the generations that come after them.

While severe poverty continues to be the strongest reason behind their attitudes, corruption and a general disdain by people in the upper echelons of Indian society for those who lack money and status continue to force these people to feed the savage cycle into which they were born.

It’s a huge problem. And it’s a heartbreaking one.

The difficulty is, I can sit in the comfort of my suburban home and vent my frustrations at the parents in these communities, but I have never had to go hungry, I’ve never been starved for love, I've always had a roof to shelter me from the rain and I've never been denied the simple rights of dignity, opportunity, respect and the chance to dream and achieve those dreams.

I have never walked even a minute in their shoes and I will not pretend to know how they feel. I write this, because perhaps someone of high importance and power may stumble upon this article, watch this documentary and want to do something to help.

These kids don’t deserve to be denied a future and forced into a profession that turns them into social pariahs. They should not have to accept that they have no right to dream. Not when we live in a world where it’s possible to help them.

"We live in a society in which the most important predictor in where you're going to end up—in terms of class and also wealth—is your parents' class and their wealth."

— Robert Reich, former Secretary of Labour for the Clinton Administration


We need to want to live a world where this shouldn’t be true. Our children are after all our future.

Surely, there can be no greater reason?




Neema Mohan, March 30th, 2008- ©
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Love at first sight…love at third conversation…love at second meeting- is this just a product of desire or a moment of vulnerability? Or can love actually blossom from the moment two souls meet?

Could it be that sometimes, when you least expect it, someone can come along and sweep you away so suddenly that you find yourself knocked over sideways and can’t quite regain your balance?

You realise you are suddenly making the decision to trust them completely with your heart, your fears, your needs and your love when the two of you have only just met. Can this actually be real?

I could side with cynicism and question how much of it is just the rush of adrenaline of meeting someone whom you click with instantly rather than it being “love at first sight”.

But then I wonder whether these doubts of immediate love are a reflection of the fear of accepting the unknown. Of venturing into a world where you have given the key that unlocks yourself to a virtual stranger. Of trusting that no matter which destination this mad adventure takes you, you will let yourself go and enjoy it fully with the assurance that you will be alright. And this can be frightening especially when you’ve been hurt before.

Or perhaps then it comes down to timing- when you are truly ready for love again, and you have healed from your past, your heart simply wants to open up completely to the one it feels it belongs to. A burden that was once a fear of being hurt suddenly lifts, allowing love to take sole residence within your healed soul.

When the right person then appears, it all just fits and you know that this love, which has arrived so quickly and unexpectedly, is in fact, real.

Could it possibly be okay to accept that to live a life of love is to at times believe that it can actually be uncomplicated?

Perhaps it’s time we lay rest the drama we subconsciously crave and go with the flow and be confident in our ability to handle all that comes our way.

It's does make a deliciously exciting thought- that love at first sight, at third conversation or at second meeting, is indeed very real.



Neema Mohan, March 27th, 2008- ©
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The Broken Heart

March 19th 2008 04:58


Folks,

Basking on the Islands of Fiji have made it a little difficult to put up any posts (No sympathy here is expected) - the best I can muster in my dreamy state is a short poem I wrote years ago…will be back on the sunny banks of Melbourne next Thursday so until then…Bula!


The Broken Heart…

The heart aches
For the one who kissed it last
Yearning it languishes
For the one who caressed it dear

Where did you leave?
It forever asks
Searching, craving wanting him here

Dancing as a flame amid a blazing inferno
Likened to the heart that burns for only one
In tune with the song of fiery needing
For only him, for only this one

Seeking to drink from the pond of desire
Droplets fall from the heart like tears
Rippling upon its waters, echoing
Of a dream that once was
Now a memory, realised in fear

Between the hills of two souls
The heart wants itself to be free
Of the prison of its own mind
So a new horizon it can once again see

And all of a sudden
As the sun and moon together they play
Awakens the start of a brand new day
A smile tickles the heart’s weeping side
A gentle reminder all will be fine…


Neema Mohan, March 19th, 2008- ©
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We’re being attacked by mutants from every corner of Melbourne and we’re not quite sure what to do about it. Do we laugh at every encounter that has us questioning whether the men in this city get together each day and take their daily dose of a mutant pill? Or do we reluctantly keep watering the seed of bewilderment that has taken fertile ground in the pit our stomachs?

You see these weirdoes in movies and you laugh because at the back of your mind, there’s that comfort that you probably won’t ever meet them in real life. But that safety screen has been shot down- for they are out there, not afraid to make themselves known to any female who wanders into their lair


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On Saturday night I came home to find a leaflet in my mailbox containing information on abortion. Upon flipping this leaflet over I was stunned to see some of the most graphic and horrifying images splashed across the page. There were three pictures in total- each one in traumatizing detail of aborted fetuses at various stages of life. Text wrapped the flyer with statements from women who have gone through this procedure who have never recovered from it as well as a list of the psychological and physical effects at risk.

Living in Australia comes with the precious right to speak freely and it’s something we are all lucky to have. But when one abuses this right to push an agenda that has the potential to seriously hurt a person that’s where they cross the line of common decency


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Dreaming...

March 12th 2008 08:35
Let me escape into my dreams
Where my hand gets lost in yours
And time stands still


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I thought I might start this piece off with a few facts:

• “Chlamydia rates have soared fourfold in the past decade
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A walk with our wings

March 9th 2008 03:35
Let us walk together
In this unraveling mystery called life
And cherish the glow of support we offer


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Defining the Fat!

March 7th 2008 12:06
I like to think of life as a series of defining moments. As we age and look back on our years, we all have those significant instances where something happened or someone said something to us where it forever changed our lives or put us onto a path we never thought we would venture upon. These could be good or not so good.

So the other day, I was bored, watching re-runs of anything mindless on TV and I got to thinking of some of the important things that have happened in my life. It was a trip down memory lane that proved a bit painful and embarrassing but also provided a few giggles and a little constructive insight. So I thought, let’s pen one of these thoughts and make them public


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A racist waiting to happen?

March 6th 2008 09:43
Early last year an incident occurred at a party I attended involving a couple of friends of mine- we’ll call them Katie and Sandra. Both are beautiful Indian women. Katie has been raised in Australia while Sandra arrived in Melbourne 6 years ago. Both speak English fluently with Sandra having a strong Indian accent.

As the night progressed Katie consumed one too many toxic beverages and started making fun of Sandra’s pronunciation. Sandra didn’t find it quite as amusing and things spiraled out of control, ending in an ugly punch-on between the girl’s boyfriends


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Luxurious Fantasies

March 5th 2008 11:04
Every now and then I get into this delicious mood, where I like to think of all those unreasonable, sometimes impossible things I could ask for. And then I like to imagine what it would be like if they actually came true. It’s something I do from time to time to escape into a world where everything goes my way…

Unreasonable ask # 1-involves a delectably naughty indulgence. Think of rich, velvety chocolate sauce, generously dribbled over scoops of creamy dark chocolate and vanilla ice cream, fresh strawberries dancing around the edge of the bowl, drizzled with a soft berry sauce, crisp maltesers teasing the magnificent amounts of whipped cream which sits on top of the most absurd slice of moist chocolate cake


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Is Plastic Really Fantastic?

March 4th 2008 11:12
Let’s set the scene. A 21 year old girl decides it is essential she places herself under the mercy of a Botox needle to get rid of a wrinkle that has dared to appear on her forehead. An older, and seemingly more together woman whom this girl looks up to and admires, agrees that Botox is a superb invention designed to temporarily halt the “sin” of getting older. They then proceed to plan their visit whereby they get a great 2-for-1 deal on a wide assortment of procedures.

Perhaps it was because I have only read about women like this, but to actually sit in on a dangerously misguided conversation set my mind reeling. I wondered if I am now part of a shrinking minority of women who are trying hard to happily accept the changes our bodies are designed to go through as we age


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The Rich Tapestry of Life

March 3rd 2008 11:47
I had once announced that infidelity was a truly wicked thing you could do. I further proclaimed that if I were to ever stray down that sinful path, I’d make sure I backed off before committing the deed, break up with my evidently not so significant other and then I’d be free to indulge in whatever carnal pleasures suited my fancy. So sure was I that I condescendingly preached to all those who would listen and I silently judged those who attempted to make excuses for their own slip-ups.

And then one fateful summer night, I wandered into a cocktail of lust- complete with a double shot of recklessness, a strong splash of citrus vodka and topped with a delicious cherry ex partner. And I indulged. Did I know what I was doing? You bet. Bring on the ultimate release of overcharged hormones, the limbs wanting to be strewn about and the slipping and sliding of tongues over feverish bodies


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