Thursday, July 16, 2009

Angry feedback of a bored mind




Blogging is an art. Too bad most people who do it can't get beyond doodling.
For example, most blogs, or almost all, are titled in this style:
'X Y of a Z mind'
For example, (Just to be clear, all examples in this post are true. I haven't made anything up.)
1. 'Random musings of a wandering mind'
2. 'Simple thoughts of a complex mind'
3. 'Sleazy thoughts of a perverted mind' (Ok, that i did make up)

And as if the title is not repulsive enough, there's a description below it:

'All about I, me, myself' (Thank god for the blog! How else would the world get hold of all this priceless knowledge?)

'The myriad thoughts that run through my mind shared with you' (Now that is an interesting read. Readers are crazy about this kinda thing)

And the most common: 'About life, the universe and everything' (Sigh. Poor Douglas Adams. He should never have come back from his year spent dead.)

Let me give you some concrete examples.

A friend of mine wrote a post - offering advice to Manmohan Singh on how to eradicate poverty and fix India's economy. All explained in thirteen crisp points. I think Manny has yet to come across it, for my friend still complains about not having enough money. Anyways, it went somewhat like this:
1. Ban sugarcane farming in north-west Guntur in leap years
2. Make marijuana legal in Ohio (I think this was lifted from his own 'What Obama should do' post)
3. Increase the money supply....and so on

My keen observing eyes didn't fail to notice that he had also slipped in a point saying 'Eradicate poverty & fix economy' in the middle.

This torture, however, is still avoidable. But not the kind directed personally at you.
My friend Nithya Anantharamakrishnan (name changed from Nithya Ananthakrishnan to Nithya Anantharamakrishnan to protect identity) writes a blog too. Unfortunately, regularly.
She once insisted that I read her latest post online and give feedback immediately.
It began, "Is life nothing but a motionless journey towards eternity amidst the noise?". I felt cramps in my right calf. It went on.. "In the evening, when I asked my husband if he wanted Sushi or curd rice for dinner (yes, ABCD), he said 'Either'. Was I to believe that this was a moment of truth where reality dissolved and the walls of the house took me in their arms as if to comfort me? An unconditional desire to let go..."
Here, I suddenly felt an unconditional desire to let go and headed for the loo. I told Nithya Anantharamakrishnan (name changed) that I had to go, and signed out. It turned out to be a false alarm and I didn't have to let go, but Nithya anantharamakrishnan (name changed) will never find out.

I'm not asking much of these people, or of you.
Of these doodlers, I just ask that they STOP. Like now.
Of you, I just ask that you only read high quality award-winning blogs. This on, for instance:
http://secret-apple-sauce.blogspot.com/
Ciao.