Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Reality Sucks?
The following is the sequence of a real life incident. This is not intended to hurt anyone's feelings or finger point at anyone. It is just a thought. Sincerely apologize if this hurt's anyone's / organizations' intentions.
1700 hours: It was mid-April, summer time in the country. This particular day was a bright sunny day . Me and my friends were having a great time in enjoying the weather and having a good coffee time. Having nothing to do we were just lazing in this place and try to spend some time for ourselves in this hectic world of work which ends up at tireless late night efforts, late night and early morning calls!!!.
1900 hrs: The temperature was still zooming up so we decided to take some rest in one of the cool joints over coffee and some snacks at a different place. It was 730PM in the evening at one of the fast food joints. We had just ordered and there was a sudden heavy lash of rain, wind blowing, newspapers, bags, dust every where. People were running to find a small place to avoid getting drenched in the rain. And there is the traffic jams, everyone honking, autos ruling the road and that's what it was.
2000 hrs: Dogs were barking, people yelling at each other for a small space to avoid rain... just then my dear friend MK received a call, 'hey MK, can you please go to a hospital it is very very urgent and i am shit scared'. The call was from MK's dearest friend (SS) who has seen only worst things in life. His friend was hundreds of kms away and he wanted MK to be at the hospital the very next second. Imagine the traffic and the chaos of the place!!!!!! This was a very unforgettable call in my life.
2015 hrs: Digging around, we learn that SS' sister had just met with an accident and was admitted to one of the hospitals in the city. But which hospital!!!!! I silently prayed for a good news but was scared. MK and myself took our car and decided to go to the hospitals where accidents are handled. Luckily we traced his relatives numbers and realised the place where she has been taken to. On one of our calls we were told, that she has passed away within minutes of the accident!!!! A tragedy!!!!!!At this moment, i remembered my mother's words, who says "When a good person dies, it normally rains heavily even the heaven starts crying!!!!"- How true??
This lady was in mid 30's to 40's with small kids!!!!! I prayed again for a safe departed soul and for the soul to rest in peace, not to mention to give courage to the family in this odd time!!!!!!! Would that family have thought of this?? They had been to shopping and would they ever think that in next few seconds a tragedy will take place!!! Somewhere someone is guiding and taking decisions at the right time for a cause which is very very hard to digest but it is all for a cause and purpose - DESTINY.
2030 hrs: We managed to reach the hospital and rushed to the place just to see her body. The body was kept on a table. Two men were working on the body, removing the jewellery. I could see courage on their face but grief in their heart. They were her father and husband. Her father greeted us and requested for small favours. Police was around, nursing staff was there with little help!!! We should appreciate the girl's father who was meticulously following all procedures without a frown , signing papers and handling the entire situation with a courage!!! A great man!!!
2130 hrs: The plight of the hospital and the coldness in the air was too hard to digest. On one side there is a family with grief and on the other side there is the grim faced staff!!!! I wondered about these staff and their plight. They must have seen thousands of these stories and would have lost all compassion and energy to support. One needs to appreciate the family and the staff for the support, courage, coldness and everything but for a person like it was simply tough to face. Just then the reports were cleared. The body was taken to the morgue.
2200 hrs: Some more friends arrive and they participate in helping to keep the body in the morgue. To our horror, the body was kept in a morgue an "Asbestos shed" with no ICE!!!! We were told, the body will be there till next day until the police clearance of evidence and other formalities are completed. Looking at this state of SS' sister, only one thought came: "If she can see herself lying along, what will she think? Is there no one to look at my body also!!!!!" It was another body among all other dead bodies. A grave site!!! Another Picture which i can never forget in my life!!!!!
2220 hrs: Some friends who could not bear this sight, decided to pay for moving the body to a different morgue where "ICE" was available for a fee at a free hospital!!. They managed to place the body in the "ICE" morgue but to the utter disappointment, one of the bodies was replaced with this one!!! What a shame that we have to pay even after we die for our useless body!!!!!!! Another life has gone, but world continues to the be same.. will it improve over its mistakes ... only time can answer!!!
2240 hrs: Some key friends from government arrive to sort out the formalities and decision was taken to cremate next day as per family rituals after clearing the necessary government procedures!!!!!
2300 hrs: We were driving back home. MK whispered to me: " Is there no way can we bring her back??" - What do we answer?. This reminded me of the famous poem:
Veedu varai uravu
Veedhi varai manaivi
kaadu varai payan
kadaisi varai yaro???
It means:
Till the house the relations
Till the end of the street is wife (In India ladies are normally not entertained to funeral grounds)
Till the funeral ground is the son
Till the end who will come?? (Only our good deeds is it not???)
The reason for me to post this is, will our country ever have the basic infrastructure to improve these conditions and can they provide some mental support to the people who are ,under influence of these conditions and that too to pay fee for a body!! Today we boast about our economic boom!!! Economic boom for whom and who is benefiting!!!! There are lots which needs attention - the basics health and food followed by Other infrastructures - right? ..
"Men may go and men may come, but i go on for ever" - Robert Stevenson's The Brook
The following is the sequence of a real life incident. This is not intended to hurt anyone's feelings or finger point at anyone. It is just a thought. Sincerely apologize if this hurt's anyone's / organizations' intentions.
1700 hours: It was mid-April, summer time in the country. This particular day was a bright sunny day . Me and my friends were having a great time in enjoying the weather and having a good coffee time. Having nothing to do we were just lazing in this place and try to spend some time for ourselves in this hectic world of work which ends up at tireless late night efforts, late night and early morning calls!!!.
1900 hrs: The temperature was still zooming up so we decided to take some rest in one of the cool joints over coffee and some snacks at a different place. It was 730PM in the evening at one of the fast food joints. We had just ordered and there was a sudden heavy lash of rain, wind blowing, newspapers, bags, dust every where. People were running to find a small place to avoid getting drenched in the rain. And there is the traffic jams, everyone honking, autos ruling the road and that's what it was.
2000 hrs: Dogs were barking, people yelling at each other for a small space to avoid rain... just then my dear friend MK received a call, 'hey MK, can you please go to a hospital it is very very urgent and i am shit scared'. The call was from MK's dearest friend (SS) who has seen only worst things in life. His friend was hundreds of kms away and he wanted MK to be at the hospital the very next second. Imagine the traffic and the chaos of the place!!!!!! This was a very unforgettable call in my life.
2015 hrs: Digging around, we learn that SS' sister had just met with an accident and was admitted to one of the hospitals in the city. But which hospital!!!!! I silently prayed for a good news but was scared. MK and myself took our car and decided to go to the hospitals where accidents are handled. Luckily we traced his relatives numbers and realised the place where she has been taken to. On one of our calls we were told, that she has passed away within minutes of the accident!!!! A tragedy!!!!!!At this moment, i remembered my mother's words, who says "When a good person dies, it normally rains heavily even the heaven starts crying!!!!"- How true??
This lady was in mid 30's to 40's with small kids!!!!! I prayed again for a safe departed soul and for the soul to rest in peace, not to mention to give courage to the family in this odd time!!!!!!! Would that family have thought of this?? They had been to shopping and would they ever think that in next few seconds a tragedy will take place!!! Somewhere someone is guiding and taking decisions at the right time for a cause which is very very hard to digest but it is all for a cause and purpose - DESTINY.
2030 hrs: We managed to reach the hospital and rushed to the place just to see her body. The body was kept on a table. Two men were working on the body, removing the jewellery. I could see courage on their face but grief in their heart. They were her father and husband. Her father greeted us and requested for small favours. Police was around, nursing staff was there with little help!!! We should appreciate the girl's father who was meticulously following all procedures without a frown , signing papers and handling the entire situation with a courage!!! A great man!!!
2130 hrs: The plight of the hospital and the coldness in the air was too hard to digest. On one side there is a family with grief and on the other side there is the grim faced staff!!!! I wondered about these staff and their plight. They must have seen thousands of these stories and would have lost all compassion and energy to support. One needs to appreciate the family and the staff for the support, courage, coldness and everything but for a person like it was simply tough to face. Just then the reports were cleared. The body was taken to the morgue.
2200 hrs: Some more friends arrive and they participate in helping to keep the body in the morgue. To our horror, the body was kept in a morgue an "Asbestos shed" with no ICE!!!! We were told, the body will be there till next day until the police clearance of evidence and other formalities are completed. Looking at this state of SS' sister, only one thought came: "If she can see herself lying along, what will she think? Is there no one to look at my body also!!!!!" It was another body among all other dead bodies. A grave site!!! Another Picture which i can never forget in my life!!!!!
2220 hrs: Some friends who could not bear this sight, decided to pay for moving the body to a different morgue where "ICE" was available for a fee at a free hospital!!. They managed to place the body in the "ICE" morgue but to the utter disappointment, one of the bodies was replaced with this one!!! What a shame that we have to pay even after we die for our useless body!!!!!!! Another life has gone, but world continues to the be same.. will it improve over its mistakes ... only time can answer!!!
2240 hrs: Some key friends from government arrive to sort out the formalities and decision was taken to cremate next day as per family rituals after clearing the necessary government procedures!!!!!
2300 hrs: We were driving back home. MK whispered to me: " Is there no way can we bring her back??" - What do we answer?. This reminded me of the famous poem:
Veedu varai uravu
Veedhi varai manaivi
kaadu varai payan
kadaisi varai yaro???
It means:
Till the house the relations
Till the end of the street is wife (In India ladies are normally not entertained to funeral grounds)
Till the funeral ground is the son
Till the end who will come?? (Only our good deeds is it not???)
The reason for me to post this is, will our country ever have the basic infrastructure to improve these conditions and can they provide some mental support to the people who are ,under influence of these conditions and that too to pay fee for a body!! Today we boast about our economic boom!!! Economic boom for whom and who is benefiting!!!! There are lots which needs attention - the basics health and food followed by Other infrastructures - right? ..
"Men may go and men may come, but i go on for ever" - Robert Stevenson's The Brook
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Lifestyle of twin cities
Looking back 3 decades, i was born in Chennai a popular place in India. This place is well known for the rich culture of classical music, temples and conservative culture!!!! The beauty of this place is people who are here how much ever they earn there is always a touch of simplicity in their lifes.
The life is so cute there, people get up early in the morning, start watering the pavement in front of their house and do a small rangoli (out of rice flour) at 5AM. We can hear some religious songs, "Suprabathams!!, Mahishasuramardhini!! " out of small 2-in-1 players in the houses !!!!
Suddenly the city kicks in with people rushing to bus stops to go to their office, especially the mechanical industries which start as early as 7AM!!! people will Tiffins, kids on scooter / bikes occupy the street not to mention the petty discussions with auto rickshaws who keep bugging customers saying "Sir, first boni!!!! konjam pottu kudunga sarrr!!!!" (First trip in auto today pl. give some more tips :-) , itz quite funny to think about it but this normally ends in a heated fight!!!!! While the entire household ladies are busy with breakfasts etc, the grandpas are sipping for their hot coffee and totally engrossed in their "The Hindu" newspaper least bothered about anything else and they so engrossed that they seem to solve all the problems of the world themselves in a day or two!!!!!
The kids and men go off and are back in the evening tired with the heat, pollution !!!! But the beauty is the men are back mostly by 7PM, its always a 7-7 kind of office except for the new offsprings of call centres and BPOs which is creating some disturbances into the culture!!!!!
I wonder the lifestyle between Chennai and its twin Bengaluru!!!! The life in Bengaluru is a u-turn of Chennai, we can see the spending power of the youths!!! Come friday evening, the pubs, malls, restaurants, cinemas all are jampacked and these charge exorbitant amounts and the people happily swipe the plastic cards!!!!!!
Looking back 3 decades, i was born in Chennai a popular place in India. This place is well known for the rich culture of classical music, temples and conservative culture!!!! The beauty of this place is people who are here how much ever they earn there is always a touch of simplicity in their lifes.
The life is so cute there, people get up early in the morning, start watering the pavement in front of their house and do a small rangoli (out of rice flour) at 5AM. We can hear some religious songs, "Suprabathams!!, Mahishasuramardhini!! " out of small 2-in-1 players in the houses !!!!
Suddenly the city kicks in with people rushing to bus stops to go to their office, especially the mechanical industries which start as early as 7AM!!! people will Tiffins, kids on scooter / bikes occupy the street not to mention the petty discussions with auto rickshaws who keep bugging customers saying "Sir, first boni!!!! konjam pottu kudunga sarrr!!!!" (First trip in auto today pl. give some more tips :-) , itz quite funny to think about it but this normally ends in a heated fight!!!!! While the entire household ladies are busy with breakfasts etc, the grandpas are sipping for their hot coffee and totally engrossed in their "The Hindu" newspaper least bothered about anything else and they so engrossed that they seem to solve all the problems of the world themselves in a day or two!!!!!
The kids and men go off and are back in the evening tired with the heat, pollution !!!! But the beauty is the men are back mostly by 7PM, its always a 7-7 kind of office except for the new offsprings of call centres and BPOs which is creating some disturbances into the culture!!!!!
I wonder the lifestyle between Chennai and its twin Bengaluru!!!! The life in Bengaluru is a u-turn of Chennai, we can see the spending power of the youths!!! Come friday evening, the pubs, malls, restaurants, cinemas all are jampacked and these charge exorbitant amounts and the people happily swipe the plastic cards!!!!!!
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Travel and Cycling
Being brought up in a middle class family in a small town, Pondicherry, I always used to wonder on how people keep on travelling. Travelling i would say is really a topic of its own people can keep talking on the same for ever.
I still remember, when i was little i used to love to ride a tri-cycle,but never got a chance till today to ride one :-(. My travel started since that day. Pondicherry being a small town, my dad used to go to his office in cycle. Some times my dad used to go out of station. During those times, he used to keep his big Raleigh cycle in the third floor for fear of theives stealing the same. How funny it was to move a bug machine weigh heavy to a third floor where no lifts are available.
once the cycle is inside, i used to manage to put the stand and hop on to the seat and do some few stand cycling, falling lot of times. Then time went on, soon it was the moment on how to do cycling. During summer holidays, all the little cousins used to hop to my home. This is the time when we learnt cycling with a rental cycle for Re1 for 2 hours. How Cheap!!! My uncle used to come sometimes and take us some 2 kms aways and make us drive cycle. It was always fun to learn cycle with my uncle. He always loved to get some icecreams or kulfi or something. So time went on and i graduated from 4th class and i got a cycle when i went to 6th class. In afternoon i used to go to cycle stand to ensure my cycle was safe. Not to mention of two additional "Navtal Locks" gifted by my grand mother to ensure cycle safety. This locks used to gain attraction from my friends and how funny it was for them and how awkward it was for me then :-)..... thats the cycling story . Once even i managed to pull out the air in the cycle of some guy in the school and when that chap turned up to check if his cycle was intact :-)...and he nicknamed me "Valve Tube". Though it was embarassing that time, today when i think back the olden days i laugh out loud. I imagine how it will be if some one calls me "Valve tube"....
Being brought up in a middle class family in a small town, Pondicherry, I always used to wonder on how people keep on travelling. Travelling i would say is really a topic of its own people can keep talking on the same for ever.
I still remember, when i was little i used to love to ride a tri-cycle,but never got a chance till today to ride one :-(. My travel started since that day. Pondicherry being a small town, my dad used to go to his office in cycle. Some times my dad used to go out of station. During those times, he used to keep his big Raleigh cycle in the third floor for fear of theives stealing the same. How funny it was to move a bug machine weigh heavy to a third floor where no lifts are available.
once the cycle is inside, i used to manage to put the stand and hop on to the seat and do some few stand cycling, falling lot of times. Then time went on, soon it was the moment on how to do cycling. During summer holidays, all the little cousins used to hop to my home. This is the time when we learnt cycling with a rental cycle for Re1 for 2 hours. How Cheap!!! My uncle used to come sometimes and take us some 2 kms aways and make us drive cycle. It was always fun to learn cycle with my uncle. He always loved to get some icecreams or kulfi or something. So time went on and i graduated from 4th class and i got a cycle when i went to 6th class. In afternoon i used to go to cycle stand to ensure my cycle was safe. Not to mention of two additional "Navtal Locks" gifted by my grand mother to ensure cycle safety. This locks used to gain attraction from my friends and how funny it was for them and how awkward it was for me then :-)..... thats the cycling story . Once even i managed to pull out the air in the cycle of some guy in the school and when that chap turned up to check if his cycle was intact :-)...and he nicknamed me "Valve Tube". Though it was embarassing that time, today when i think back the olden days i laugh out loud. I imagine how it will be if some one calls me "Valve tube"....
Monday, May 08, 2006
Globalisation and Nationalisation of Banks
These days the money power of every citizen can be easily seen by the way the people move around the city with flashy debit and credit cards. The spending power of the people have increased tremendously with these plastic cards and less do people realise the amount they are spending at the time of purchase. This includes me as well. This reminds me of my uncle's statement "Money Never Comes for Free"- This was told to him by my grandfather when the credit cards were introduced in India long time back. Those were the times when ads use to show "Money for free" and less did people realise initially the hazzle of late payment fees and other issues we face. But the whole of our nation especially the metros are more tuned to these plastic cards!!!!!!
Going a step further, banks claim to have excellent customer service these days by launching Call centres. How many of us were really satisfied by these call centres services? Take for instance my example, the bank despatched credit card to my address and they had used cheap couriers and the cards never reached me. I had no option but to call the call centre folks and chase up on this issue!!!! Can I not live without a credit card?? Yes, definitely but we are so used to the perks of credit cards like petromiles, cashback, reward points etc we still use credit cards!!!! Going back to call centre, do we ever understand the pressure underwhich these folks work... my God!! i should appreciate these poor partime grads or under grads who try their best to satisfy the customers with no powers at hand!!!! I bet out of every 50 calls 20 calls will be a hazzle for them!!!!! This is a telephony call centre. But Last Week I had been to a very leading Bank in Bangalore to close one of my loans by issuing a prepayment cheque. Surrisingly the bank which claims to be nationalised has so many branches at bangalore. But to close a loan all the folks have to go to only one of its branches and entire bank customers flock here. I reached this place around 3PM with all documents hoping to be back home in an hour or so. To my surprise like a flee market there was a massive queue. Had i been a good cartoonist i would have drawn a picture very similar to R.K.Laxman's or would have written nice article like R.K.Narayanan's Swami and friends. This place was full of chaos. At the first floor couple of steel benches are laid for a crowd of 200+ and one security is handling the crowd. This security is issuing tokens so people can follow an orderly Q. Not to mention our system, everyone was trying to use their contacts to get their things done quickly...To top this the bank had kept only 3 customer care representattives who were handling right from cheque book issue to loan closure and anything under the sun which the bank can offer. So goes this bank at the first floor which is hardly 100sq.feet holding 200 odd people. In the middle of this chaos suddenly the place goes pin drop silence when an elderly people starts swearing on the bank for a late issue of cheque by more than 20 days by the bank follwed by the outburst of a nice beautful lady crying at the top of her voice and there by gaining attention of senior bank representatives.... I wonder how can this bank be called a nationalised bank !!!! I am sure other Govt Indian banks like Canara bank, Indian Bank though they might delay the service the service will be available at the promised hour.. i think all the MNC banks entering indian market have a lot to learn and have lots more to go to prove to the public!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Screw It, Lets Do it
I should strongly admit that I love to buy lots of books but how much of those I read
and how many I complete reading is something not worth talking of. But I strongly believe that reading books can be categorized as follows.
1) Books worth reading more than once
2) Books worth buying not reading (dictionary perhaps)
3) Books for book collectors.
4) Books to be read at a stretch
5) Books to be read only for a few minutes
and so on....
Reading books is like tasting different recipes of food. Some are meant to be enjoyed and some are meant to be just tasted. But there is one book which caught my attention the moment I purchased it. The book "Screw It, Lets do it" is a very fascinating book by Richard Branson. I should admit that Richard is really a fascinating personality for his flamboyance, courage and confidence. Anything this guy touches turns to "Gold" as per his writings.
This book reminds me of my childhood days. How many people in this world are willing to take huge risks or willing to take risk or at least think of risks. Unless we take risk we can’t taste hurdles. Unless we face hurdles we can’t taste success. Richard Branson, never refused a challenge. His travel in balloons across Atlantic, pacific... talks on his killer instinct drive to face challenges.
Let me talk about skating or skiing experiences. How many of our parents motivate us to go for these. At least not in my known circles. I still remember when I first went to Sweden 2004, I saw snow for the first time and I was thrilled to go for skating or try the Skiis. I was contemplating on this and was expressing my experiences with snow with my family. My family was very concerned on this and their main concern was on the "If's and Not If's" of skating/skiing.
Very closely relating to this was another incident which I observed in Norway in Jan'2005. Norway was dark most of the time. The govt. usually converts one of this park near the National Theatre to a skating joint during this season. I was amused by the people, especially kids on skates in this park. There were kids who never had skated,some amateurs. It was around 800PM and the park was full of kids with the adults watching their kids playing with their skates. Among the kids there was a 3 year old kid who was new to his skates. The parents sent the kid to the playground. The kid kept falling and the parents kept pushing the kid back into the playgroud. This made me think about our small towns where how parents start protecting the kid. They might never allow the kid to try the skates it the kid keeps falling... a nice experience which can be experienced only by seeing ...
Coming back to my Sweden, my parents were worried on possible fractures etc and so on... So we come across many small incidents in our society where the thrills in small challenges are missed out or never tried for the fear of "unknown".
I should say, we live only once and we should always take calculative risks.
Do you think I did skiing in Sweden? I leave this to the reader's imagination.... :-)
I should strongly admit that I love to buy lots of books but how much of those I read
and how many I complete reading is something not worth talking of. But I strongly believe that reading books can be categorized as follows.
1) Books worth reading more than once
2) Books worth buying not reading (dictionary perhaps)
3) Books for book collectors.
4) Books to be read at a stretch
5) Books to be read only for a few minutes
and so on....
Reading books is like tasting different recipes of food. Some are meant to be enjoyed and some are meant to be just tasted. But there is one book which caught my attention the moment I purchased it. The book "Screw It, Lets do it" is a very fascinating book by Richard Branson. I should admit that Richard is really a fascinating personality for his flamboyance, courage and confidence. Anything this guy touches turns to "Gold" as per his writings.
This book reminds me of my childhood days. How many people in this world are willing to take huge risks or willing to take risk or at least think of risks. Unless we take risk we can’t taste hurdles. Unless we face hurdles we can’t taste success. Richard Branson, never refused a challenge. His travel in balloons across Atlantic, pacific... talks on his killer instinct drive to face challenges.
Let me talk about skating or skiing experiences. How many of our parents motivate us to go for these. At least not in my known circles. I still remember when I first went to Sweden 2004, I saw snow for the first time and I was thrilled to go for skating or try the Skiis. I was contemplating on this and was expressing my experiences with snow with my family. My family was very concerned on this and their main concern was on the "If's and Not If's" of skating/skiing.
Very closely relating to this was another incident which I observed in Norway in Jan'2005. Norway was dark most of the time. The govt. usually converts one of this park near the National Theatre to a skating joint during this season. I was amused by the people, especially kids on skates in this park. There were kids who never had skated,some amateurs. It was around 800PM and the park was full of kids with the adults watching their kids playing with their skates. Among the kids there was a 3 year old kid who was new to his skates. The parents sent the kid to the playground. The kid kept falling and the parents kept pushing the kid back into the playgroud. This made me think about our small towns where how parents start protecting the kid. They might never allow the kid to try the skates it the kid keeps falling... a nice experience which can be experienced only by seeing ...
Coming back to my Sweden, my parents were worried on possible fractures etc and so on... So we come across many small incidents in our society where the thrills in small challenges are missed out or never tried for the fear of "unknown".
I should say, we live only once and we should always take calculative risks.
Do you think I did skiing in Sweden? I leave this to the reader's imagination.... :-)
Friday, March 31, 2006
I have never written or thought of writing in my life. I have been inspired by one of my friends who keeps blogging atleast once a week. I should admire his perseverance and patience in life. He blogs and sends the link to his set of friends. I never had time to read those or rather put as never interested to read them because i never beleived in it. But today i just thought i will read what this guy has written and this created interest in me to be a blogger too. So I just thought i will pour my thoughts on blogging itself and see how it is accepted by my friends and strangers.
Lot of people keep blogging. They write their experiences at professional life, incidents they see in their day to day life. Why??????
So is blogging a online diary or a cribbing place or some dump place where thoughts are always poured in? I am seriously wondering/thinking how many people blog and how frequently and who reads these? This reminds me of my child hood favorite poem "Men may come and men may go but I go on for ever ..." (quote from poem "The Brook") depicting a river stream which keeps going places whatever happens.. so do people really blog for nothing or what is that triggers interest in these set of people of who sit and spend valuable time in Blogging and why is that some countries have banned blogging? Does blogging trigger thoughts and induce tensions in society? ....... an endless list of questions.............i hope to find an answer myself some day :-)
Lot of people keep blogging. They write their experiences at professional life, incidents they see in their day to day life. Why??????
So is blogging a online diary or a cribbing place or some dump place where thoughts are always poured in? I am seriously wondering/thinking how many people blog and how frequently and who reads these? This reminds me of my child hood favorite poem "Men may come and men may go but I go on for ever ..." (quote from poem "The Brook") depicting a river stream which keeps going places whatever happens.. so do people really blog for nothing or what is that triggers interest in these set of people of who sit and spend valuable time in Blogging and why is that some countries have banned blogging? Does blogging trigger thoughts and induce tensions in society? ....... an endless list of questions.............i hope to find an answer myself some day :-)
