The social media, like WhatsApp, Twitter and Facebook are becoming dominant factors in what we think and communicate today. A whole new culture is evolving around them. It needs another blog post – perhaps several- to deal with them.
Now I want to speak only ab0out a picture with a message that went viral recently. A post in Hindi I got on W-App last week said a picture posted on Twitter by Suren of Hyderabad vent viral and got prompt responses from several, including the Telangana Minister for Education who, along with the HRD ministry at the Centre, were tagged in the post.
Suren’s post showed a KG student standing in line for the school morning prayer, with a half-eaten paratha peeping out of the uniform’s pocket. “Morning’s unfinished breakfast in pocket and sleepy eyes — kindly think of school from 10 to 5,” the tweet said.
Continue reading Hungry, Sleepless in School
The printed word, my profession for the last 58 years, has lost its credibility. No one believes in newspapers anymore.
The first informant to the people in general, in most cases, is not a newspaper but the electronic media. Of them TV has fallen to the lure of TRPs, which earn them the moolah. Continue reading Great News, Is It True?
When you are over 70 ( unstoppable or not), old age and death never cease to be on your horizon. Your eyes drift to the obituary column involuntarily. Some put up a cheery facade and hide those thoughts. Others like me plan a book like ‘THE OUTHOUSE ON THE FIRST FLOOR – Coming of (Old)Age in India‘ only to abandon it as no one takes it seriously.
The first confrontation a working person has with old age is retirement.
Retirement is traumatic. When 59 years, 11 months and 29 days old, you are an earning member doing your duties diligently. The very next day you are considered useless. From a contributor to the economy, you become a human parasite, a burden on the society and on your own family. In the USA Continue reading Are You Retired But Not Tired?
You greet an elder with respect in India and he or she would say (or at least used to say) “Sau Sal Jiyo” (Live a Hundred Years). Every language in India has an equivalent of this blessing, though some may consider it a curse today.
Is long life desirable at all? Will not many people welcome being able to end their lives if it could be done painlessly, quickly and without causing any problem (other than emotional) to others? Should euthanasia be legalized?
These questions, especially the last one, keep popping up every now and then. Courts have been approached several times to allow either euthanasia (mercy killing) of people with incurable diseases or suicide by those who feel death would be merciful to themselves and those
A ‘Geribot’ to care for the aged?
Continue reading Sau Sal Nahi, Sau Pal Khushi Ke Jiyo
It has happened again. Over the years, international companies have been putting on sale toilet seats, shoes or underwears with Indian gods’ pictures on them. Liquor bottles or meat packets carry names or pictures of Indian gods or goddess. Similar attempts to insult and outrage Indians are made and yet there has been no violence on the issue.
And now a manufacturer, Mayers Flag Doormats, selling on Amazon Canad Continue reading The ‘Insult India’ Industry
Being on several WhatsApp groups (as almost everyone is, these days) I received a longish post in Marathi recently. It was a story of an elderly man who meets a dashing, distant relative.
Any plans for marriage?, the ‘Kaka’ asks and was told by the IT engineer that hehad none.
Where is the time for it?
One day he comes and tells Kaka of his impending marriage. When did he “see the girl” as is the practice in Indian arranged marriages? Oh no. They ‘met’ on the Internet, liked each other’s views and decided to tie the knot. Where is the time to go for ‘mulgi pahayla” (going to see the girl).
How about the wedding card, the purchases, the personal invitations? He came to Kaka only as he Continue reading Where is the Time?