Politics. I never really understood much of it. And if I realised that something was terribly wrong with the state's political scene, just imagine what magnitude of ugliness it must have been in. But like they say, something good comes out of everything. Something good came out of this too. I realised I'm not alone in being a political ignoramus. I realised I had all these politicians on my side. I'm pretty sure they have no idea what their job description is too. Anyhoo, so after all that drama, we have a new chief minister now. And just for the record, I want to add that we all feel perfectly safe knowing that he was elected based on religious back up and not based on his thoughts for the state's progress or any such crap. Thank god. I was worried.
The Times Of India featured an article a couple of days back called "Drought be damned, ministers focus on vaastu compliance". Apparently our new chief minister, a self-proclaimed atheist, spent the whole of his first day rearranging his room according to vaastu and numerology and performing rituals. Yes, we are a patient lot. When we've waited through all your drama, whats another few days? Take your time please. We're not in any hurry for progress. So what if those roads need to be fixed and the metro still seems like a distant fantasy? We can adjust. So apparently, according to the vaastu of the Vidhana Soudha, rooms facing west are most in demand, rooms facing east are the second best, followed by those facing north. I bet I know what's last on the list. Rooms facing the drought-ridden villages!
Olympics is round the corner. The only two people who have managed to put India on the world map in a sport other than cricket (which I think is supremely admirable. Respect.) have been in the news for all the wrong reasons. They've been fighting ugly, like a bunch of school girls, about who they want to play tennis-tennis with. Paes wants to play with Bhupathi. Bhupathi wants to play with Bopanna. Paes got mad, so they gave him Sania. Sania got mad, so they made her mother the team manager so she can accompany her daughter to the Olympics. (Team manager? Really?) Wow, talk about ass-kissing! Anyway in the middle of all this Paes was asked to play with a 300-odd ranked guy Vishnuvardhan. Paes got wild and said "I don't even know if he has grass court shoes." To which Vishnu replied "Yes, I do have grass court shoes. May be he wants me to be ready, equipment-wise, before the game. I think he is just concerned." Right. I'm sure that's just it. Either this guy is his village idiot, or a genius at sarcasm. I just can't figure out which.
Anyway, I, like the billion other Indians want Paes and Bhupathi to play together too, in the name of the country. So team up. Or not. Either way, don't wash your dirty tennis whites in public!
More on Olympics, Karan Johar who said "If i was asked a few days back whether I would go to the Olympics, I would have said "No Way"" got a pass to go, while the family of the players- badminton,squash,wrestlers,rowers, all of them- get no pass. Why do they have to go all the way to London when they can watch their children on television from the comforts of their home? Fair enough.
#If you don't like something, change it. If you can't, whine about it.
The Times Of India featured an article a couple of days back called "Drought be damned, ministers focus on vaastu compliance". Apparently our new chief minister, a self-proclaimed atheist, spent the whole of his first day rearranging his room according to vaastu and numerology and performing rituals. Yes, we are a patient lot. When we've waited through all your drama, whats another few days? Take your time please. We're not in any hurry for progress. So what if those roads need to be fixed and the metro still seems like a distant fantasy? We can adjust. So apparently, according to the vaastu of the Vidhana Soudha, rooms facing west are most in demand, rooms facing east are the second best, followed by those facing north. I bet I know what's last on the list. Rooms facing the drought-ridden villages!
Olympics is round the corner. The only two people who have managed to put India on the world map in a sport other than cricket (which I think is supremely admirable. Respect.) have been in the news for all the wrong reasons. They've been fighting ugly, like a bunch of school girls, about who they want to play tennis-tennis with. Paes wants to play with Bhupathi. Bhupathi wants to play with Bopanna. Paes got mad, so they gave him Sania. Sania got mad, so they made her mother the team manager so she can accompany her daughter to the Olympics. (Team manager? Really?) Wow, talk about ass-kissing! Anyway in the middle of all this Paes was asked to play with a 300-odd ranked guy Vishnuvardhan. Paes got wild and said "I don't even know if he has grass court shoes." To which Vishnu replied "Yes, I do have grass court shoes. May be he wants me to be ready, equipment-wise, before the game. I think he is just concerned." Right. I'm sure that's just it. Either this guy is his village idiot, or a genius at sarcasm. I just can't figure out which.
Anyway, I, like the billion other Indians want Paes and Bhupathi to play together too, in the name of the country. So team up. Or not. Either way, don't wash your dirty tennis whites in public!
More on Olympics, Karan Johar who said "If i was asked a few days back whether I would go to the Olympics, I would have said "No Way"" got a pass to go, while the family of the players- badminton,squash,wrestlers,rowers, all of them- get no pass. Why do they have to go all the way to London when they can watch their children on television from the comforts of their home? Fair enough.
#If you don't like something, change it. If you can't, whine about it.
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