This has been quite a long break from blogging. I can think of quite a few reasons ranging from absolute dearth of ideas to blogger spoiling my mood a couple of days back by taking infinite time to migrate to the new version. Anyway, here I am, posting after almost a month.
I changed to this enhanced version of blogger and started tagging my previous posts. But then decided to stop when almost all of them had just one tag: Joblessness. Actually, I think bloggers blogging out of sheer joblessness comprise the majority.
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Dire Straits has a very dominant presence on my playlist these days. To say that I particularly like the live version of 'Brothers in Arms' would be a gross understatement. I feel like kneeling down and bowing my head in respect for God Knopfler every time it is played. The only other song which evokes such feelings is 'Comfortably Numb' by Gods Waters and Gilmour. I actually rate it a notch higher. I've recently started listening to a little bit of Pearl Jam too. 'Last Kiss' is good, 'Alive' is better.
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I pity our poor juniors who're being forced to stay back during the winter break to attend a conference. Is the institute is trying to conceal the lack of participants by using them as bakras? To not let them go home is autocratic. Threatening to drop their grades if they disobey, is downright cheap. What is most ironic is that all this comes from the person who talks about developing a culture of sensitivity. I hope he doesn't make me stay as punishment after reading this.
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A multitude of emotions can be observed on people's faces during an hour long bus journey. It was a pleasant surprise to see that many of them were happy ones. The number of smiles and relaxed expressions outnumbered the frowns and worried faces. The satisfaction on the thirsty kid's face as he sucks water from a pouch, the relief on the smoker's face as he exhales the first puff, the sense of achievement visible on the clerk's face as he manages to board the bus after running behind it for a distance, the pride on the young fellow's face as he offers his place to an old man.
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Joseph Barbera died. I don't think anyone else has had such a great impact on the childhood of our generation. I am a huge fan of Tom & Jerry. A fan to the extent of joining the Orkut community dedicated to them. I know that's a lame argument. But how else do I prove my fan-hood? I liked Flintstones and Johnny Quest also. For a brief period, I was crazy about Scooby Doo Adventures and one of those boring afternoons of the summer vacation when your mother won't let you go out to play, I didn't mind watching Whacky Races. I'm sure he'll rest in peace after making so many kids and grown ups laugh their brains out with his creations.
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Let me end this post with a link to the song currently playing....
4 comments:
hope our dear ol' director reads this!
Just when I was thinking apocalypse writes the best blogs , you come up with this well written blog.
Your blogs have a human face unlike badri's.
The only feeling that I experience when I board a bus in hyd is 'disgust' . But you are fortitudinous enough to go through all the bad experiences in a bus and still have the eye and heart to capture the trivial things that might occur ; and articulate enough
to report those emotions to the regular readers of your blog
yes, joblessness drives bloggers :) now that i have a job, i am (if it was possible) even more lazy to do anything...
tom and jerry days were good man... miss 'em
and didnt you see the pic... cant you see why i am a fan of gult movies!
and a loooooong due change, you are blogrolled :)
hope you dont mind...
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