Hide & Seek

2011-05-12T11:09:00.000-07:00

No one can keep me tied for long....like the sand dunes, i shift and re-invent myself with every caress of a sandstorm

2010-12-22T05:57:00.000-08:00

Oh my! I have followers to this blog....I thought this place was like an abandoned house which I paid a ghostly visit, once in a while.
I guess I need to let the words flow

2010-02-05T20:10:00.000-08:00

While the melee stood transfixed watching the folk dance,this child had her sights set somewhere else, love the look of amazement dancing in her eyes

2009-05-12T06:13:00.000-07:00

Brooding...

2009-04-11T23:09:00.000-07:00

Love often blooms surreptitiously

2009-02-05T06:01:00.000-08:00

Sky's the limit for these ageing Victorian buildings that are craning their necks to peep into what lies beyond the azure vastness,no matter how hard the wires try to hold 'em back

2008-08-28T11:59:00.000-07:00

NETWORKING AND A CAUSE:-

If the invention of electricity sparked off a new revolution in the way we humans live, I dont think it would sound audacious if I say that Internet has done something similar for the world today. With its tentacles digging deep into our lives, it has its positives and negatives but for the time being I shall highlight one of its adolescent twin offsprings- Orkut & Facebook and their cousin-The Blogging hemisphere.

I started blogging in 2005 & like Alice in Wonderland I stumbled into a whole new world full of Mad Hatters with their eccentricities, intellectuals hand-in-hand with pseudo intellectuals, psychopaths & many normal people as well. Blog hopping melted into blog commenting on others' blogs, who in turn reciprocated with their two pence worth of opinions & gradually, these bloggers became my friends...it took time but surely, blogging became a punching bag of sorts where we raved & ranted about current burning issues, where we despaired about our helplessness at not being able to make a difference...& various bloggers, from different walks of life whom we wouldn't have met in life...sitting in different cities or even countries, brainstormed with us on how to tackle various crises.

Infact bloggers are more connected to each others' lives vs. their offline real life pals and given that birds of the same feather flock together, it came as no surprise that the bloggers furiously shot off emails to each other and translated their online bonding into real life meetings and sat together to do their bit for the crisis of the year, the bihar floods.

Crossing the blog world and connecting each other to the social networking sites as well, bloggers have-with a single click of their mouse been able to convey SOS messages to dozens of friends to pitch in.

Orkut/ facebook is like this endless party where everyone's invited...you get to meet new people cutting across oceans, countries, continents away. As one's circle of friends grows, the more one has the potential to forge longer human chains and voila!you get more contributors for various predicaments.

Online campaigns too have become popular sources via which people scattered all over the world can easily contribute money within minutes without going through the tedious process of being approached by some organization that sits down at one's drawing room, takes out their brochures, talks at length about their aims...Nah, now its all about the power of networking via the online medium....

2008-08-26T09:48:00.000-07:00

HEY YOU, ARE YOU DOIN' ANYTHING ABOUT THE FLOODS?

So conditions worsen and we expect to see the pics of submerged huts, stranded people on the front pages of our newspapers for the next few days. We turn sober for sometime, we even discuss it at our office lunches and shake our heads in genuine agony. But when we are approached by various groups for donations/contributions, we hide behind excuses of ‘oh, all these NGOs etc are corrupt, none of the money will trickle down’ and comfortably numb we remain behind these thick curtains that we draw over ourselves.

And then media, like a Casanova falls for another new woman, another new story that sprawls itself arrogantly on the front pages & news on floods get relegated to tiny jottings somewhere in a corner in page 6. Public memory being short, its easier for us to make ourselves believe that ‘everything is fine now’ and there’s definitely no need to give away our hard earned money for such causes…

Surely, we could do better than that…

2006-07-12T09:45:00.000-07:00

WATER, WATER EVERYWHERE BUT NOT A DROP TO DRINK

She’s thrown a tantrum of devastating consequences, so much so that more than 2 million people have been washed away like random strands of straw. Why is there a ‘she’ in my statement? Simple. Just like a woman stamps her feet and throws a fit if not bestowed with enough attention, Nature has a way of unleashing its fury every now and then when we start undermining it by ignoring it, maybe?

You though hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? I think we could replace it with nature any day!

The magnitude of the havoc that the districts of Bihar are facing, far surpasses my vocabulary of words. I can neither capture the pain, the loss and nor the utter helplessness.

Debate on whether this calamity is natural or man’s interfering ways have been resonating throughout the online spaces, newspapers have been doling out article tracing the change in the Kosi’s course, some of us have been blaming Nepal for the weak embankment that gave way under too much pressure.

All said and done, what are we doing about it? Apart from sympathizing with the cause…

2006-06-21T03:37:00.000-07:00

NO STRINGS ATTACHED..
Time for a new beginning...
I quit my earlier blog...it was painful...coz for a whole year i nurtured that blog.

That blog was me coz it defined me & captured all the turbulence...
but now i shall let it rest in peace...

But unless i cut myself free from the umbilical cord that made me brood...
I can never rise...

Here's to a new life & a new blog...
and there shall be more poetry & less of prose...this time round....