If someone's told you to get a life recently, I suggest you go here to get it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rEWkFJVd0k&feature=youtu.be
Drown it all out, people!
May 31, 2013
May 30, 2013
May 29, 2013
"Action is the antidote to despair" - J.B.
Joan Baez is my hero! Listen to this and fall in love with her
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcaZi_G3xVs
and this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbe0ha3-ycI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcaZi_G3xVs
and this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbe0ha3-ycI
I woke up this morning to some incomprehensible news.
Katy Perry apologized to a little known rapper who threatened to assault her, apart from sending her other sexually explicit insults on twitter, because she wasn't impressed by the subject of his song titled "I hate being sober".
Let's try and make sense of this. Katy Perry didn't like a song very much so the 'artist' threatened to beat her up and she tried to pacify him by apologizing.
This is very alarming on many levels. I've never expected Katy Perry to be the role model of our generation nor do I have her songs on a loop. I didn't expect a woman with millions of dollars and a security entourage to buckle before a seventeen year old teenager with too big a head and too little talent even if he's known to be a violent lech.
I remembered an incident that happened to me only two weeks ago. Every now and then, among all the creeps on the road who are out trying to x-ray every girl that walks, is one who will actually follow you around and hiss obscenities at you till your nails are digging into a can of pepper spray and trying to find the pointiest part of your keys. I was accosted by my 'admirer' just outside an ATM and even though I got scared, it made me more angry at being messed around with like this. So, I turned back and yelled at him until every one in the vicinity had heard me. I didn't win. I couldn't compete with him in choosing the vilest words but I know I would have felt thoroughly ashamed if I'd just slunk away without at least letting him know that he couldn't simply walk away with his stupid grin, congratulating himself on making me uncomfortable.
I don't have a career as grand as Katy Perry's. I'm sure she's a very brave person to have made her life as large as it is but I am quite disappointed. I know I'll never be a fan.
Katy Perry apologized to a little known rapper who threatened to assault her, apart from sending her other sexually explicit insults on twitter, because she wasn't impressed by the subject of his song titled "I hate being sober".
Let's try and make sense of this. Katy Perry didn't like a song very much so the 'artist' threatened to beat her up and she tried to pacify him by apologizing.
This is very alarming on many levels. I've never expected Katy Perry to be the role model of our generation nor do I have her songs on a loop. I didn't expect a woman with millions of dollars and a security entourage to buckle before a seventeen year old teenager with too big a head and too little talent even if he's known to be a violent lech.
I remembered an incident that happened to me only two weeks ago. Every now and then, among all the creeps on the road who are out trying to x-ray every girl that walks, is one who will actually follow you around and hiss obscenities at you till your nails are digging into a can of pepper spray and trying to find the pointiest part of your keys. I was accosted by my 'admirer' just outside an ATM and even though I got scared, it made me more angry at being messed around with like this. So, I turned back and yelled at him until every one in the vicinity had heard me. I didn't win. I couldn't compete with him in choosing the vilest words but I know I would have felt thoroughly ashamed if I'd just slunk away without at least letting him know that he couldn't simply walk away with his stupid grin, congratulating himself on making me uncomfortable.
I don't have a career as grand as Katy Perry's. I'm sure she's a very brave person to have made her life as large as it is but I am quite disappointed. I know I'll never be a fan.
May 28, 2013
May 23, 2013
If we removed all the trappings that accompany God, would he/she still exist?
If everyone were to wake up tomorrow realizing that there's no heaven or hell, would they behave worse or better? Imagine how many institutions that thought would bring down. You wouldn't be able to pay or fast for your seat in the pleasant afterlife cause nobody knows what that would be like. It would be chaos, I think. There will be people who won't be able to cash in on other's fears of God's retributions. Imagine, having to start living your life doing some real work.
If God does exist, he must feel terribly used and abused.
P.S. I'd like a gender-less God, wouldn't you? Enough with the he/she/it nonsense!
If everyone were to wake up tomorrow realizing that there's no heaven or hell, would they behave worse or better? Imagine how many institutions that thought would bring down. You wouldn't be able to pay or fast for your seat in the pleasant afterlife cause nobody knows what that would be like. It would be chaos, I think. There will be people who won't be able to cash in on other's fears of God's retributions. Imagine, having to start living your life doing some real work.
If God does exist, he must feel terribly used and abused.
P.S. I'd like a gender-less God, wouldn't you? Enough with the he/she/it nonsense!
May 21, 2013
May 4, 2013
Comics return!
I love comics. Here's a link to my current favourite comic!
http://www.mysocalledsecretidentity.com/comic/volume1/issue1/cover
For me, this is just as game-changing as the yellow kid!
http://www.mysocalledsecretidentity.com/comic/volume1/issue1/cover
For me, this is just as game-changing as the yellow kid!
A mouthful of rain
It was a lovely, rainy night and I was sitting in a cafe in Koramangala for dinner with my sister. Since we are both the sort of people who enjoy the rain very well from a distance, we sat next to the large glass window which gave us a good view of the rain tearing down, on the main road, on one side of the cafe. My sister was reading a comic and I was busy attacking the amazing banana waffle before me with a vengeance. We would both look up every now and then to look at the people and cars moving in the thick rain. After a while, the couple at the table next to us started to leave and I could hear them laughing down the stairs. As they crossed the road outside in the rain, the yellow light from the overhead street lamps fell on their figures and it had almost a movie like effect with the rain beating down. We looked out just in time to see the young woman do a little jig in the rain as the man drew closer.
It was one of those moments which are not your's but make you happy anyway.
Does anybody reading this remember the name of that short story by Ruskin Bond where a young school boy is waiting alone for a train at the station and meets an older lady who makes friends with him? She takes him to the station cafe and feeds him all sorts of goodies like samosas and jalebis while they wait for his train. A little while later the boy's friend arrives with his mother and they all start talking. The unknown lady pretends to be the boy's mother.
I feel so contented tonight that I won't even write about how blatantly sexist is Andhra Pradesh's new law prohibiting women from drinking in pubs after 10:00 pm. It's so much easier to lock up the women, isn't it? But I just said I won't write about it.
P.S. What would I not give to have a detachable scalp or even retractable hair. Every year I tell myself that the winter is the worst and then summer happens!
It was one of those moments which are not your's but make you happy anyway.
Does anybody reading this remember the name of that short story by Ruskin Bond where a young school boy is waiting alone for a train at the station and meets an older lady who makes friends with him? She takes him to the station cafe and feeds him all sorts of goodies like samosas and jalebis while they wait for his train. A little while later the boy's friend arrives with his mother and they all start talking. The unknown lady pretends to be the boy's mother.
I feel so contented tonight that I won't even write about how blatantly sexist is Andhra Pradesh's new law prohibiting women from drinking in pubs after 10:00 pm. It's so much easier to lock up the women, isn't it? But I just said I won't write about it.
P.S. What would I not give to have a detachable scalp or even retractable hair. Every year I tell myself that the winter is the worst and then summer happens!
May 3, 2013
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