Kabaddi is a team contact sport that originated in South Asia about 4,000 years ago, as a form of recreational combat training. Two teams occupy opposite halves of a field and take turns sending a “raider” into the other half, in order to win points by tagging or wrestling members of the opposing team. The raider then tries to return to his own half, holding his breath and chanting “kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi” during the whole raid. The name – often chanted during a game – derives from a Tamil word meaning “holding of hand”, which is indeed a crucial aspect of the game. It is the national game of Bangladesh and the state game of Tamil Nadu, Punjab (Pakistan/India) and Andhra Pradesh in India.
Invited to Kashmir in 2006, Dr Chatterji heard people say, ”we have no place where can talk about our reality. We have to keep it to ourselves, and sometimes it feels like what we experience is not even real.” To that end she co-convened the People’s Tribunal with a mandate to, ”bear witness to all forms of suffering, violence, militarization…” Interview with Dr Chatterji here.
“We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.” (William Somerset Maugham) — to all the people i continue to love year after year after year!
the first and most dramatic benefit of adversity is that it opens our eyes. despair can be constructive because it forces us, at long last, to look unflinchingly in a mirror of truth. when we hit bottom with a psychological thud, we have no place left to go. we have no option but to confront reality without distortion and to evaluate it. in an instant, we r able to glimpse beyond our illusions and relinquish our neurotic poses. this is the time to let go of old, failed, and probably inappropriate hopes; of imagined, frustrating loves; of dependencies that surreptitiously infantilize us; of self-deceptions that shore up our ego while masking truths about who we r. hitting the bottom in despair produces what educators call a “teachable moment.”
from consolation: the spiritual journey beyond grief by maurice lamm