Age of Competition

This has been a common goal-setter in both school and college, tutors yelling every 1 hour that it's a mighty competitive world out there. 5 other Indians stand to gain where you fall. Now that thought's gotta keep me on my feet. Ya rt!

So the hindrance for modern-day existence is over-zealous fellow human brothers/sisters. The human brain is indeed a tool adept at solving such problems. I can go the hard-working/slave route and fight it out with these other 5 Indians or just come up with a non-detectable bioweapon to wipe out about a 500 of these 'competitors' in one go.



Note:
The numbers used in this post are purely arbitrary.

Lakme Fashion Week 2010

Talk about happy coincidences, I happened to run into a speech by P. Sainath, the popular lone-ranger among the Indian rural journos. He presented the malayalam translation of his well-researched, Everybody Loves a Good Drought: Stories from India's Poorest Districts. Of course the monologue never stayed solely focused on the book but what it entails to our contemporary society, while the book I presume was printed in the late 90s- early 2000s?

The bit about the ironic Lakme Fashion Week brought out the disparity between the urban and rural reasoning. The show had models promoting cotton clothes as a tribute to the farmers with about 600 odd journos clicking away to report the event while almost 8 farmer suicides were happening in Vidarbha, per day. And of course how could one not point out the fallacy of our middle-class hyper-media broadcasting. Nowadays there's no question of a 'single' journo being bought to sell news but it's a full-fledged industry where the individual journo isn't even given the option of not putting up 'paid-news'(propaganda).

Dark times ahead? I think NOT!

With heroes like Sainath, the rural do get reported and all the proceeds from his book aka royalties will be used to support the activities of reporters working to get rural India into the mainstream mindset. Can you imagine that 70% of India still goes unreported?

Epilogue:
SRK is taking on the mighty Sainiks, Sainath still packs a punch and Aayirathil Oruvan pulled an Avatar. 2010 looks mighty fine... :)

This post will be bummer for those who came looking for the Lakme Fashion Week, at least you guys get the hot pic appropriately watermarked, 'oneindia', which is the message I want to leave the Sena. Ok fukkers take Mumbai but if you fukkin Sainiks come near any of my women in other parts of India especially the Kashmiris, I pledge to tear off your scrotum and sew it to your eye-brows...... And then of course get Tarantino to make a movie about it!