You talking to me?
This is one of the reasons why I love blogs. You read about people whose lives are so different from yours. And still they’re similar in all kinds of gimme-a-break ways.
This is a nice post. And this:
Later on, my last job of the night, I took a middle-aged heavyset guy to Glendale, Queens. The entire ride there we talked about the rising price of gas and he explained to me in complicated detail the mechanics of our economy and how gas prices were going to exceed people’s need for the stuff and eventually prices would go down, etc, etc.And I wish Mumbai cabbies had fundraisers like this.After a while, he asked if I was a student. I get asked this one a lot since I look a lot younger than my 30 years. I said no. Then he asked, “Well do you do something else besides driving the cab?” I’ve learned over the past few years that people really like it if you’re doing something else. They don’t like to hear that you’re just a cab driver, they want you to be working towards something.
I’ve started to tell people different things, but a lot of times I just give some vague, weird, embarrassed answer like, “I guess I’m trying to be a writer these days,” or something like that. Sometimes I’ll even tell them about the blog, but most often not…
(via The Sheila Variations)
Blogs did teach me one thing - World is too large, life is too short..
Comment by Kishore — August 24, 2006 @ 8:32 am
interesting blog!
Comment by jay — September 14, 2006 @ 7:31 am
Indian Novel addresses social issues, extremism, drug abuse, caste, corruption, sexual abuse and violence against woman.
Beneath the clouds and coconut leaves, tells the story of a Naxalite who returns from jail after serving a jail term for his extremist activities. Arjuan, the hero, had become an extremist from his strong compassion for the downtrodden and exploited. He got his inspiration from the early childhood lessons he learned from his parents from the Hindu Epic Bhagavadgita. After his return, he realizes that the village he had left nine years back changed. People alienated him first, but he gradually involves in social life with the support of some virtuous individuals. He accidentally finds a chance to support the Brahmin Mana, the once rich and pompous family where Ahalya, the Assassinated Ramabhadran Nambuthiri’s daughter, her bed-bound mother and the younger brother, Kesu, live pathetically; as expiation for his extremist past which devastated them. Ahalya starts a garment factory exporting garments with the support of Smitha, a social worker, and financial help from Arjunan. The women managed factory, as it prospers overcoming many hindrances, supports many village women who lead lives in difficulties. Ahalya gets chance to understand Arjunan’s real self and it develops to a soulful intimacy, but it is unacceptable to the village culture. Through the lives of many village characters and their strange lives, this novel visualizes a different world and literary experience.
Using a simple style and realistic structure, the author describes village life in every detail and explains how an agriculture dominated society with different religious faiths and uncompromising customs, coexists in harmony, withstanding external pressures. This book contains romance and suspense, which could make the readers hold the breath to witness the climax. It is a refreshing work which is also a good intentional one.
Comment by bookmark — January 30, 2007 @ 9:07 pm