That's what I am suffering from! I think... Why else haven't I put fingers to key board for over three weeks now? Every time I sit down to write, I can't seem to get up the energy or focus to do so! But when ever I am out and about, ideas pop into my head with infuriating frequency! May be, like the Big B I should take up phone blogging. Ha! Fat chance!!!
So why am I sitting here and burbling on at random? Maybe because I have just come back from seeing a movie, in a movie hall, after something like eight months. And now I know why I haven't been to see a movie in a movie hall for eight months! I just don't want to sit cheek by jowl with the great unwashed Indian public who have NEVER heard about personal hygiene...If I was Bill Gates, I would give away free deos to everyone aged between 15 - 55 and I would be doing humanity a great service.
I am also killing time because I have to rewrite my resume. And that is not something I am looking forward to...
So what else have I got to whinge about?
Yes, I have one great achievement to my credit. I have managed to tame the recalcitrant, in your face auto driver of "mera mahaan dilli"! Now when I am confronted by one of this tribe refusing to take me by meter, I pull out a piece of paper and a pen and take his number down. Why? Because I am going to complain to the Traffic Police Control Centre, that's why. Voila! It works like a charm. And I get to go places with a minimum of fuss and botheration. Now ain't that something, even though I say so myself!
I am also preparing a surprise for my younger son which I hope will please him.
I am working on some nice coffee table books. Hope that works out...
I am also realising (bad grammar!) how much I miss NYC and am putting my heart and soul into figuring out a way to get back, gainfully employed of course, ASAP.
So those are my thoughts for the day. And, oh yes, I have realised yet again, how stoopid our censors are having just seen "Sex and the City"...they cut the movie, for no rhyme and reason, in all the places that actually are all about "Sex and the City".
Why on earth they even released the movie here I don't know! Did they think it was Mary Poppins in disguise? Do they think that Indian adults are not grown up enough for an adult movie? Or were they expecting steaming sex scenes and getting none of that, they clipped even the most innocuous of innuendo's out of tight arsed frustration?
That's all I have to write about for now. Hope I do another one in the near future for the sake of my non-existent readers!!!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Where do I begin?
I haven't written for over a week. Because I have been away. Because I have had a surfiet of topics. Because I don't want to vent and depress myself in the process... So, now I don't know where to begin!
Because what ever I write about is going to sound like I am venting and complaining and depressing my non-existent readers! So let me see...
What about this excerpt taken from an article in the New York times about the two Indias we all live in. This is from an article about Hamilton Court, a very posh, gated community, in Gurgaon:
"Some 600 domestic staff members work at Hamilton Court, an average of 2.26 per apartment. The building employs its own plumbers and electricians. At any one time, 22 security guards and 32 surveillance cameras are at work...The guards at the gate are instructed not to let nannies take children outside, and men delivering pizza or okra are allowed in only with permission. Once, Mr. Bhalla recalled proudly, a servant caught spitting on the lawn was beaten up by the building staff.
Recently, Mr. Bhalla’s association cut a path from the main gate to the private club next door, so residents no longer have to share the public sidewalk with servants and the occasional cow..."
This is India Shining? How are we any different from our caste ridden ancestors? And this is an educated person talking!
Last night I got ripped off by two BSES (Electric Supply) guys who came to check why our lights had gone off at 11.15 pm while everyone else's were doing fine. They came and looked at the meter - said the problem was not with the meter downstairs but with the one upstairs which I would need to get seen to. At midnight! They looked expectantly at me...I gave in and offered them cash for fixing the problem. They tinkered with the connection, the guy at the main meter suddenly called out his version of "Eureka!" and lo and behold the lights came back. This morning I found out that all they did was turn the MCD switches back on. A job they were supposed to do for free!
All this makes me so proud of being Indian.
On asking an auto driver why he wanted to over-charge me, I was told the following. "What memsahib! How will I recover the Rs 2000 I pay the lady when I go for renewal of my license? No money, no licence. And I can't afford that, can I?"
Long live bright and shining India. I don't know whether I should laugh or cry...
Because what ever I write about is going to sound like I am venting and complaining and depressing my non-existent readers! So let me see...
What about this excerpt taken from an article in the New York times about the two Indias we all live in. This is from an article about Hamilton Court, a very posh, gated community, in Gurgaon:
"Some 600 domestic staff members work at Hamilton Court, an average of 2.26 per apartment. The building employs its own plumbers and electricians. At any one time, 22 security guards and 32 surveillance cameras are at work...The guards at the gate are instructed not to let nannies take children outside, and men delivering pizza or okra are allowed in only with permission. Once, Mr. Bhalla recalled proudly, a servant caught spitting on the lawn was beaten up by the building staff.
Recently, Mr. Bhalla’s association cut a path from the main gate to the private club next door, so residents no longer have to share the public sidewalk with servants and the occasional cow..."
This is India Shining? How are we any different from our caste ridden ancestors? And this is an educated person talking!
Last night I got ripped off by two BSES (Electric Supply) guys who came to check why our lights had gone off at 11.15 pm while everyone else's were doing fine. They came and looked at the meter - said the problem was not with the meter downstairs but with the one upstairs which I would need to get seen to. At midnight! They looked expectantly at me...I gave in and offered them cash for fixing the problem. They tinkered with the connection, the guy at the main meter suddenly called out his version of "Eureka!" and lo and behold the lights came back. This morning I found out that all they did was turn the MCD switches back on. A job they were supposed to do for free!
All this makes me so proud of being Indian.
On asking an auto driver why he wanted to over-charge me, I was told the following. "What memsahib! How will I recover the Rs 2000 I pay the lady when I go for renewal of my license? No money, no licence. And I can't afford that, can I?"
Long live bright and shining India. I don't know whether I should laugh or cry...
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