Saturday, 20 June 2009
This pappu can act saala
I am new to blogging. Yet, I feel as if I had been blogging since ages. Blog hopping has become my favorite pastime and in the process have stumbled across many great blogs. Many of them are now my blog buddies but many are there still awaiting my discovery. I feel the success mantra in blogging is to read as many blogs and comment on others. If you want your blogs to be read by people, read their blogs. Everyone is busy with life and everyone has problems. Why should they read your blogs and comment? Probably they comment because they feel you care for them and they would like you to read them in return and comment. Didn’t I say the truth?
I have so many friends here now that I am more than a month old . I make it a point that I read as many blogs and promptly comment on them. I also make it a point that I don’t just blabber anything on their comment box. I genuinely read people and then comment. Its not that I have all the time in the world and the only thing I do in life is to blog(or get paid for reading blogs). But I am fortunate that I carry my laptop everywhere I go, which is part of my work tool. And SHHH, there is nothing like blogging from the office.(try it sometime when the boss is away, its fun, but addictive)
I have also come across bloggers who have put up disclaimers saying that comments wouldn’t be entertained unless they leave their real name and email ids. What the heck? I happen to comment on one such blog without reading the disclaimer and later came back to find that my comment was never published.
Like anyone, I hate rejection. I felt humiliated and hurt and pledged to never read or comment such blogs. I even stopped following this blog, in spite of it being a well written blog.Isnt that a case of superciliousness and an elitist behavior?. No wonder the lack of readership and comments. I feel blogs are a democratic platform and everyone has the right to read and comment. I don’t even understand comment moderation, but its true about spams and abusive comments, So it’s alright to moderate your comments. I feel, end of the day the most important thing is how much readership one has. You may write like P.G Wodehouse but what’s the fun if no one reads me? And why will people read you if you behave elitist?
I think I came across wrong in my previous post. I am sure I came across “saas bahu serial” type Mother-in-law, always bitchslaping their daughter-in-law.I was not bitchslapping India or pretending to show-off my NRI status. I hate to be living in a foreign country. I live here and work to earn a living. I would like to pack my things and shift my fat ass ASAP, but as of now, I have no choice but to work here.
I am a restless soul and only India provides respite to my restlessness. I am as restless and chaotic as streets of Mumbai and my soul would only rest peacefully while I am in INDIA. I am sure its so for millions of people living outside this strange and mysterious land called INDIA. How can one ever say bad about this land? Anyone who has ever lived here and understood India would never disagree with me when I say that this land has a strange energy and magnetism that attracts.
Life is hollow if not for a bit of spirituality and what better place to seek your spiritual quest than INDIA. 6 lane highways, glass skyscrapers, neat arrays of mansions with flashy cars and swimming pools etc…., only mean much to you for that short time, when you have just arrived in a foreign land. The first time I came out of the Heathrow airport, I was like, WOW, this must be what heaven looks like. But now, after living close to a decade outside, nothing means to me more than my short vacations to INDIA. I don’t look forward to anything more than my yearly vacation, when I get to be with everyone in the family.
One of the comments on my last post raises the question of the ‘role of an NRI in the progress of INDIA’. We have a wider role to play. We send billions of dollars every year to INDIA, which boosts the economy and the per capita income. We have seen NRIs setting up businesses in INDIA, setting up NGOs which take up social causes. I too plan to come back and set my company and provide employment to at least few 10s of people. I feel capitalism is the only way forward and its for the greedy industrialists to revive our nation. They may be greedy but its imperative for them that they utilize the human resources of our country no matter what, and the only way to progress is to utilize our underutilized human resources.
If one observe, the very greedy industrialists and companies that have vegetated since the economic liberalization of the early nineties have lead us to this present optimism about our economy. I remember the cacophony surrounding me when I was in schools, about what’s the real use of studying when there are so many unemployed graduates and post graduates around us. That was eighties and looks like a bygone era. I really see the difference in people’s attitude. Quality Education has become the norm of the present times with much better employment preferences available than it were in eighties or before that. Let me change the topic, politics isn’t the most interesting topic in the blogging world.
I watched several movies. Noted ones include: 10 things I hate about you( poor Heath Ledger), Dev D, A long weekend, American pie( watched again for the nth time), Georgia rule, Little miss sunshine, Mr.Woodcock….to name few.
Dev D was a fantastic movie, by any Bollywood flick standards. It was bold, yet not vulgar and the characters real. The music was great( even the “Emotional atyachaar” one, if one sees the relevance in the film). Abhay Deol has climbed my list of favorite actors, after watching him in movies like oye lucky, Socha na tha, and now Dev D.
This pappu can act saala.( but cant dance).
I have loads to read, having pandered into a shopping spree on my last vacation, but haven’t really been into the frame of mind ever since I have started blogging. Whenever I sit to read , feel I have something to write.
Thanks for reading me and commenting. Blogging is an interactive platform. Without the readership it’s as barren as the deserts of Arabia. And I will never master the right technique to thank my readers.