Would you consider illiteracy a more shameful act than killing people day in and day out as part of your job?
Hannah Schmidtz certainly seems to think so.
I have been reading books since I was 9 or 10; I remember Enid Blyton as a personal favourite and an initiation to the wonderful world of books during a trip to Kerala (I think Ernakulam, I might be wrong). There was a great charm in the written word. And there was a world of imagination associated with it. Pages of black and white mysteriously converted to colour epic landscapes through the vision of the brain. It was a process that kept the interest going and the thrill alive. I imagined the five find-outers to live in a nice idyllic village with trees and small roads and quaint little coffee shops where they would have their 'tea and scones'. I imagined Mr.Goon to be a funny, wobbly sort of stern police constable who would be angry all the time. I imagined thieves who would be hiding after committing a crime just waiting to be found out by 'Fatty' and his friends.
I have progressed to more varied(and mature) books, I would think. But I remembered the initial thrill after watching 'The Reader'. A person with no money probably truly appreciates its worth. And it seems like the same is applicable to reading. I was surprised at the character's reaction and conscience. But what do I know.
So is Illiteracy a worse act than murder? I would hazard a guess that a person who truly understands himself with an open mind might know the answer to it. Not me. Yet.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Sunday, January 11, 2009
A generational shift
India launched the economic reforms and its free market policies in 1991.
PV Narasimha Rao. Who would have thought he would be the man who made the difference!
Today, as I type this on my computer, I wonder how different the 'Indian' world was before that year.
My generation - specifically those born between 1975 and 1983, were probably bang at the center of this. We went through a world where there was only 1 television channel, we have seen a world where there are no mobile phones, where the first cell phones were huge boxes that people paid a fortune to maintain with call rates as high as Rs32 per minute, where we didnt have 24X7 news channels and where we didnt have Pepsi and Coke!
Those are memories that will always stay with me!
Sometimes I wonder what the kids of this century will view the world like. They will probably go to school with a cell phone, have a laptop in high school and the internet would be their lifeline. I wouldn't be surprised if they never found out that apple is also a fruit!
The generation before mine lived a life that was a totally contrast. They worked in offices where there were desks but no computers, there were huge chunks of paper, a person saved enough to buy 1 (okay, a couple for a select few) house through his lifetime. Values were appreciated and money more so.
It would be interesting to see where the twain shall meet, but meet they will someday and someplace!
PV Narasimha Rao. Who would have thought he would be the man who made the difference!
Today, as I type this on my computer, I wonder how different the 'Indian' world was before that year.
My generation - specifically those born between 1975 and 1983, were probably bang at the center of this. We went through a world where there was only 1 television channel, we have seen a world where there are no mobile phones, where the first cell phones were huge boxes that people paid a fortune to maintain with call rates as high as Rs32 per minute, where we didnt have 24X7 news channels and where we didnt have Pepsi and Coke!
Those are memories that will always stay with me!
Sometimes I wonder what the kids of this century will view the world like. They will probably go to school with a cell phone, have a laptop in high school and the internet would be their lifeline. I wouldn't be surprised if they never found out that apple is also a fruit!
The generation before mine lived a life that was a totally contrast. They worked in offices where there were desks but no computers, there were huge chunks of paper, a person saved enough to buy 1 (okay, a couple for a select few) house through his lifetime. Values were appreciated and money more so.
It would be interesting to see where the twain shall meet, but meet they will someday and someplace!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A new year...a new hope
Happy new year 2009!
Another year gone by..I remember in the 1990's I used to wonder how the years would pass after 2000. It was a momentous year popularly known as Y2K with its share of pitfalls and hypes. Now almost a decade has passed since, I have grown older...(and wiser??!!) and time continues to fly.
Undoubtedly 2009 in the US is the year of Obama. How will he be? How will the african-american's react? A 1000 questions for which we will know the answers pretty soon!
The terror attacks in Mumbai will be the lasting memory that I have of 2008..Unfortunately, it is always that sad events seem to linger longer in the mind than more pleasant ones. I wonder what the reason could be! This was the year of the olympics - the 'Bolt' and the 'Phelps'. It was a great year in cricket for India with MSD showing his prowess. It was a year which just happened in the career of Sachin Tendulkar. Hmm..I wonder what he thinks of time.
With the recession continuing, I wonder what the future has in store for us. Our jobs seem secure at the moment but who knows whats in our destiny - which reminds me of 'Slumdog millionaire'. Finally a film on India that I could proudly classify as world class material. There was a standing ovation in the theatre in NY where we saw it.
Well..enough rambling for today! If you happen to read this and were patient enough to reach here, then I wish you a great 2009! May luck shine where your talent doesn't!
Another year gone by..I remember in the 1990's I used to wonder how the years would pass after 2000. It was a momentous year popularly known as Y2K with its share of pitfalls and hypes. Now almost a decade has passed since, I have grown older...(and wiser??!!) and time continues to fly.
Undoubtedly 2009 in the US is the year of Obama. How will he be? How will the african-american's react? A 1000 questions for which we will know the answers pretty soon!
The terror attacks in Mumbai will be the lasting memory that I have of 2008..Unfortunately, it is always that sad events seem to linger longer in the mind than more pleasant ones. I wonder what the reason could be! This was the year of the olympics - the 'Bolt' and the 'Phelps'. It was a great year in cricket for India with MSD showing his prowess. It was a year which just happened in the career of Sachin Tendulkar. Hmm..I wonder what he thinks of time.
With the recession continuing, I wonder what the future has in store for us. Our jobs seem secure at the moment but who knows whats in our destiny - which reminds me of 'Slumdog millionaire'. Finally a film on India that I could proudly classify as world class material. There was a standing ovation in the theatre in NY where we saw it.
Well..enough rambling for today! If you happen to read this and were patient enough to reach here, then I wish you a great 2009! May luck shine where your talent doesn't!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
the small god - the ten(thousand)dulkar
A normal day in my home on a sunday morning when India was playing-
Mom: Get up fast. India is batting
Me: Oh shit. coming coming...
Whats so special about this conversation?
It happened almost every other weekend in the 90's.
Getting up to watch Sachin bat was one of the most eagerly awaited experiences in my life. The fear, that if I got up too late and if Sachin got out early, there was no value left in the day, was real!
What can I write about this guy. I mean, he has achievements that cannot even be fitted into an article! So I'll do the easy thing. I'll skip the figures.
He started his career when I started my cricket watching career. How lucky can one get, right! Here was a guy , all of 5 foot and 5 inches and he was making bowlers double his size look stupid. Was there any shot he couldn't play?
Pitch the ball up- he had the straight drive,
a bit short- he had the amazing punch off his back foot,
shorter - and it was gone into the stands!
The bowler would be tearing his hair in frustration, mouthing expletives and then the next ball - same result!
The outstanding quality about Sachin's batting was that he made the game look so easy. His footwork, head position and bat speed always seemed to be in sync. A ball which was well left by Sachin was a moral victory for the bowler. An attempted play and miss was a rarity - a cause for jubilation for the bowler. For a period, it was difficult to imagine if batting could be done any better. Add to it his bowling and quick fielding. He could bowl leg spinners that spat at the batsmen, he could bowl off spin, he could bowl swinging medium pace! Was there ever a person more destined for cricket? On days he missed with the bat, he was still a threat for the opposition batsmen with his mixed bowling. And if India were chasing, no opposition would be sure of victory till the small guy was back in the hut.
To a country in which cricket was a religion, Sachin was GOD. There was no wrong he could do. As he took guard, there were a million people seeing it on TV, hearing it on radio, watching it live hoping for the next ball to speed towards the boundary. Imagine living through this pressure whenever you came to work! It was just crazy, and one of the main things that separated Sachin from the other greats. No one in the history of the game, and that includes Bradman, ever had the same amount of pressure. What made it even more admirable was that he was a batsman, meaning that only 1 mistake and he was back in the pavilion. He did not have the luxury that the bowlers have of bowling bad balls once in a while.
Unfortunately for Sachin, while he was at his peak, India had no great bowlers running through the opposition. So he had to settle for draws or losses in many matches which India might have won had they had the bowling attack they have currently. But then life is not always perfect. Over a period of time, his reflexes have waned. His body is showing the wear and tear of 16 years of non stop cricket. He is still the most outstanding team man but then, in a country of a billion, where you have to select just 6 batsmen, time is running out. Soon, it will be time for us to face the reality - life without Sachin. It will never be the same again, but what we will have are a truckload of memories to savour. Who can forget his thrashing of Shane Warne when Warne confessed to having nightmares about it,his hitting of Olonga in the final in Sharjah,his first ODI innings as an opener in NZ, his square cut six off Shoaib in the World cup, his backfoot punch off Wasim Akram in the World cup, his two innings' in Sharjah and the hero cup semi final when he bowled the final over.
There have been other great players, but there has and will be only one Sachin. He was God's gift to Indian cricket and we were the lucky devotees to witness it first hand. Some time in the future I will proudly say to future generations , 'I was there when Sachin did ...' and no one can take that away from me!
Sachin, in all humility, I would like to tell you - Thank you , Sir - for all that you have given us and for providing that extra bit of life in our lives! cheers!
Mom: Get up fast. India is batting
Me: Oh shit. coming coming...
Whats so special about this conversation?
It happened almost every other weekend in the 90's.
Getting up to watch Sachin bat was one of the most eagerly awaited experiences in my life. The fear, that if I got up too late and if Sachin got out early, there was no value left in the day, was real!
What can I write about this guy. I mean, he has achievements that cannot even be fitted into an article! So I'll do the easy thing. I'll skip the figures.
He started his career when I started my cricket watching career. How lucky can one get, right! Here was a guy , all of 5 foot and 5 inches and he was making bowlers double his size look stupid. Was there any shot he couldn't play?
Pitch the ball up- he had the straight drive,
a bit short- he had the amazing punch off his back foot,
shorter - and it was gone into the stands!
The bowler would be tearing his hair in frustration, mouthing expletives and then the next ball - same result!
The outstanding quality about Sachin's batting was that he made the game look so easy. His footwork, head position and bat speed always seemed to be in sync. A ball which was well left by Sachin was a moral victory for the bowler. An attempted play and miss was a rarity - a cause for jubilation for the bowler. For a period, it was difficult to imagine if batting could be done any better. Add to it his bowling and quick fielding. He could bowl leg spinners that spat at the batsmen, he could bowl off spin, he could bowl swinging medium pace! Was there ever a person more destined for cricket? On days he missed with the bat, he was still a threat for the opposition batsmen with his mixed bowling. And if India were chasing, no opposition would be sure of victory till the small guy was back in the hut.
To a country in which cricket was a religion, Sachin was GOD. There was no wrong he could do. As he took guard, there were a million people seeing it on TV, hearing it on radio, watching it live hoping for the next ball to speed towards the boundary. Imagine living through this pressure whenever you came to work! It was just crazy, and one of the main things that separated Sachin from the other greats. No one in the history of the game, and that includes Bradman, ever had the same amount of pressure. What made it even more admirable was that he was a batsman, meaning that only 1 mistake and he was back in the pavilion. He did not have the luxury that the bowlers have of bowling bad balls once in a while.
Unfortunately for Sachin, while he was at his peak, India had no great bowlers running through the opposition. So he had to settle for draws or losses in many matches which India might have won had they had the bowling attack they have currently. But then life is not always perfect. Over a period of time, his reflexes have waned. His body is showing the wear and tear of 16 years of non stop cricket. He is still the most outstanding team man but then, in a country of a billion, where you have to select just 6 batsmen, time is running out. Soon, it will be time for us to face the reality - life without Sachin. It will never be the same again, but what we will have are a truckload of memories to savour. Who can forget his thrashing of Shane Warne when Warne confessed to having nightmares about it,his hitting of Olonga in the final in Sharjah,his first ODI innings as an opener in NZ, his square cut six off Shoaib in the World cup, his backfoot punch off Wasim Akram in the World cup, his two innings' in Sharjah and the hero cup semi final when he bowled the final over.
There have been other great players, but there has and will be only one Sachin. He was God's gift to Indian cricket and we were the lucky devotees to witness it first hand. Some time in the future I will proudly say to future generations , 'I was there when Sachin did ...' and no one can take that away from me!
Sachin, in all humility, I would like to tell you - Thank you , Sir - for all that you have given us and for providing that extra bit of life in our lives! cheers!
IPL - to money or not to money..
With all the hype around the IPL, in my opinion, the biggest difference has been to the mindset of paying sportsmen big money. It is something that is commonly known and understood in the US and Europe. It is only India where the sportsmen work their lives out to get a chance to play at the highest level and the money is gobbled up by administrators with not an iota of talent in their genes.
Consider this - An average lifespan of a sportsman is 10 years. This, if he is good enough not to be dropped by the paan chewing selector sitting in a dingy room. Compare this to a filmstar who earns much more by just spitting out lines and making facial expressions..Well,thats also talent you say?. Ok.Point taken. But imagine if SRK were told that every shot will be canned in the first take. There would be no retakes. Ha . gotcha.
I think IPL is the best thing to happen to sportsmen in India. More youngsters will be encouraged to take up sports(not just cricket), resulting in better talent, resulting in better results , leading to more interest for spectators. It is indeed, a vicious circle.
So, a big HUG to ICL, for showing the way and to the IPL,for following the path without any ado.
cheers to all new children , for a progressive life, for a better world, for more oppurtunities!
ciao.
Consider this - An average lifespan of a sportsman is 10 years. This, if he is good enough not to be dropped by the paan chewing selector sitting in a dingy room. Compare this to a filmstar who earns much more by just spitting out lines and making facial expressions..Well,thats also talent you say?. Ok.Point taken. But imagine if SRK were told that every shot will be canned in the first take. There would be no retakes. Ha . gotcha.
I think IPL is the best thing to happen to sportsmen in India. More youngsters will be encouraged to take up sports(not just cricket), resulting in better talent, resulting in better results , leading to more interest for spectators. It is indeed, a vicious circle.
So, a big HUG to ICL, for showing the way and to the IPL,for following the path without any ado.
cheers to all new children , for a progressive life, for a better world, for more oppurtunities!
ciao.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Welcome!
Welcome, mortals...to see what asterix says. Am I an alter ego of the great comic strip? If so, why not Obelix then? Well, to answer the first question, yes. I am impressed by the humane qualites you will find in the character. So I try(!!) to imagine myself as that! To answer the second question, well, I'm not fat!
Now that thats taken care of, since you are here, you might as well know what I'm interested in.
1) Sports- the elixir of my life.
2) Movies - Aah. now that makes me teary eyed...what a world
3) Photography - got my rebel XTI few days back so am in the excited state of a toddler at learning new things!
So keep checking my blog. Hope to see you around. ciao.
Now that thats taken care of, since you are here, you might as well know what I'm interested in.
1) Sports- the elixir of my life.
2) Movies - Aah. now that makes me teary eyed...what a world
3) Photography - got my rebel XTI few days back so am in the excited state of a toddler at learning new things!
So keep checking my blog. Hope to see you around. ciao.
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