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The saga of the Indian TV!

Marriage woes everywhere! Indian TV shows suffer from a serious case of a lack of originality and good story-telling! Why? Its apparent after viewing every single show aired on TV these days. Every fictional show concentrates on and keeps revolving around married lives of its protagonists! Even historical shows are no exception. Is there a dearth of literature that the Creative heads choose to show the same things over and over again in the name of entertainment? Why do people watch TV shows? To get some respite from the chaos of their daily lives and what do they instead get to see? Same frustrations and loud, trashy dialogues and scenes which not necessarily even imitate the real life. Some shows with despicable depictions of negative characters and arguing mothers-sons-daughters-in law are a disgrace on our rich culture.

Young children who watch TV have nothing educational to derive from the variety of channels. Instead, all they see is Reality TV shows which have the worst possib…

Song for Future Books by Joanna Fuhrman

The book is made of glass and I look
through it and see more books.

Many glass books.

Is someone speaking?

A muffled voice is telling me
to make soup which I think
means I am loved.

What other kind of cup
fills itself?

Can there be a cup of cup?

A cup of itself?

Outside a black squirrel has wiggled
to the end
of a very skinny branch.

When the squirrel breathes
the whole tree shakes,

as if the squirrel were the soul
of the tree.

Have you ever felt like
such a tree?

Not sayin'
I have.

(Source: POEM-A-DAY from the Academy of American Poets)


This is such brilliant poetry that howsoever I wish to and whoever I am thinking of right now absolutely fits into different lines!
A song, a verse, a few lines that make my heart jump up and down!
I am a free bird, and yet I wish to perch on a branch someday which will be surrounded by a cool shade with a tumbler of lemonade underneath; a little girl sitting…

A world of my own!

I live in two worlds. One is a world of books. I've been a resident of Faulkner's Yoknapatawpha County, hunted the white whale aboard the Pequod, fought alongside Napoleon, sailed a raft with Huck and Jim, committed absurdities with Ignatius J. Reilly, rode a sad train with Anna Karenina and strolled down Swann's Way. It's a rewarding world, but my second one is by far superior. My second one is populated with characters slightly less eccentric, but supremely real, made of flesh and bone, full of love, who are my ultimate inspiration for everything.

Said Rory and I say the same! I've missed ME- my former self- my happy spirit, my cherubic laughs and go-get-it attitude'. I really have! 

I wish someday years later when I read this post I'll realize I've always been my own person! I believe that it takes a lot of courage for any person to be himself- all with his eccentricities, his unfailing fighting spirit because everyone is fighting their inner demons an…