Thursday, June 06, 2019
Remember those days in the colony when not every house had a TV but no one wanted to miss a cricket match? Friends, and sometimes even strangers, would gather at someone's house with a TV to watch the match progress. Everyone was opinionated, everyone knew best, everyone had a strategy, everyone ridiculed someone, some became supremely superstitious, no one agreed with the batting order or selection committee, everyone agreed with the umpire when the decision was in favor but some suspected a conspiracy and invariably blamed him for being 'partial' when an unfavorable decision was reached. By the end of the match, everyone sulked or rejoiced together. But no matter how it ended, a few strangers had now become friends - unified by cricket.
Tuesday, June 04, 2019
Friday, April 26, 2019
Universal literacy has still not been achieved. Far too few people can read. On the other hand, thanks to the near-ubiquity of the Internet, far too many people write. Most of what I get to read is of such poor quality, I wish we could levy a tax on such overconfident but underqualified 'writers' for wasting our time.
Thursday, April 25, 2019
I'm sick of social media. It's a needless distraction that we can do well without. I'm not abandoning social media altogether though. I'm obliged to using FB because of the Telco Colony group that I had created 9yrs ago. It's a flourishing and enriching forum that has been carefully cultivated over the years. I simply can't forgo it. Thus the refusal to abandon social media in its entirety. I think blogging is far more enriching and creatively challenging. I'll blog for the love of it, not for projecting my ego over others. I don't care who reads or responds to my posts. There is no pressure to agree or disagree with others. It's my universe, my rules. Getting back to some creativity may not come easy though. Age inevitably takes a toll, the fire in your belly rages less intensely and the world just doesn't astound you as much. Still, it's better to wander through my backyard than jump on a stage where everyone is screaming for ephemeral attention.
I'm wearing a rather remarkable shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and...
I generally dislike Wagner. However, I heard a piece by him today and it was sublime and breathtakingly beautiful.
I just can't take it anymore. I should have moved on long back but lingered in the hopes of a miracle. It was not to be and I've fin...