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Monday, 23 January 2012

Facebook comments

Facebook comments

Today was a beautiful day - less traffic on the roads, clear skies and beautiful music on the radio. Shattering the bliss, a very enthusiastic radio jockey warned her listeners to drive carefully, do office chores carefully and to not 'waste' time on Facebook (fb). Since when did radio channels hire nannies for office-going adults? I changed to another channel that just played good music.

This article is not only for radio jockeys who say what they please, but many others who make anti-fb comments. Some think it’s fashionable to say ‘Oh! How I hate fb though I have an account’. Then there are some who have no idea what facebook is actually all about, but still may have an account. There are also some who keep everything an open book, giving a prospective employer a chance to peep in.

Pardon me if you are one of those passive facebookers who do not trust your fb contacts or do not reveal your regular selves through fb updates. We can categorise passive facebookers into those who are genuinely not social enough to see the need to network on Facebook, and the ones who want the world to believe they have no time, inclination or the need to record their moods/thoughts/events through status updates but keep a watchful eye on you anyway. These also include fb-voyeurs who have a ball scanning their friends’ pictures or tracking their updates only to generate negative gossip about what they found on everybody’s ‘wall’. Some of them don’t even spare ‘friends of friends’. They love jumping from one profile to the other. I call them fb profile jumpers. I confess this plays on my mind when not-so-close associates send me a ‘friend request’.

In my experience, Facebook is very helpful on a daily basis. It lets me stay updated with regular news feeds from various sources – local and international. As a journalist it’s quite handy when I need a reference or contact and sometimes, with the help of proactive friends, a story is done in a matter of minutes. Facebook is truly a friendly cousin of Google. It is important to understand its intelligent and logical applications before getting judgemental about anybody’s Facebook presence.

Like with everything else, an addiction to Facebook can be bad. I know of working parents who unwind by playing games on Facebook after work and ask their children to order takeaways. I know of young teens obsessed with changing profile pictures all day when they are on study leave. Even some supposedly mature friends are obsessed with their Facebook profile pictures, even when on a supposedly relaxing getaway.

Similarly, fb can be an obsession if you are unable to meet work deadlines and are found ‘wasting’ time on Facebook. But some people are irresponsible, whether or not they are on Facebook.

I confess having eavesdropped on a conversation at the office pantry between two fb users. They were gossipping about a common fb friend who posts 'such weird' updates all day. As I headed to the coffee machine they continued making comments such as ‘some people have nothing better to do in life than update their status every now and then’, ‘fb is such a pest’, ‘such a waste of time’ and so on.

Usually I don’t join such groups but this time my curiosity got the better of me and I asked who they were talking about. The fb users felt threatened for no reason and made a hasty escape. Maybe they were just having an innocent conversation and I was being silly.

My question is this, if somebody is updating their status every now and then, what are you doing keeping track? Stalking them? If I were like one of them I could have said something about having work to do unlike some people who have fun on fb all the time. But I am not malicious. And neither am I confused when I give a thumbs-up to acknowledge what I ‘like’ or post a :) on fb or otherwise.

Monday, 16 January 2012

u r what u eat

in the last few years i have picked up some culinary skills along with how to behave on a table. i started eating food all-knowingly after i started cooking for myself. first nibbling on non-vegetarian food mostly red meat; later enjoyed washing it down with delicious homemade wine from blackcurrants; and now love fried starters and also bake gleaming good desserts. life seems so good, full and bountiful. so do my pictures look. with some bulges here and there... now almost all over. i think!

black was never my colour so i did not hide myself dressed in black to look shrunk. orange was my favourite. 'was' is correct because my new orange is black - not really but almost.

after piling my bed with 'what dress to wear for the party tonight' i eventually stick to something black. because that is what my mirror likes.

i nowadays give in to my mirror mirror on the wall who makes me look prettiest in the black.

now i have 12 black dresses. one has a drop sleeve; one has a slit sleeve; one has halter neck; one is the classic little black dress; one touches the floor; one lifts just a bit to show my pretty sandals; one has netted sleeves; one has a big black bow on the back; one has pannelling; one has flannelling; one has an empire cut; one has a broad black elastic belt and the latest one is another little black dress acquired on my birthday a month back – and not so little really.

being petite might sound very feminine and cool but not really if you have to stick to black to hide your bulging curves.

i like to wear the purples, magentas and oranges with a royal splash of every other bright hue from another spectrum that will contradict these 3 and make them look grander than they will on their own. no i am not a punk. just a bit bohemian - with a love for brighter colours please!

i wish to learn the world's best recipes… i do make some of them just as good as they originally taste but only occasionally, frankly, most of the time i don't use all ingredients they mention. sigh! of course i do a lot of crazy homework… like when i look at a new recipe i try and look at the population who eats them… why they ate it the way they ate… e.g.: if it is the banger's mash favourite of the truckers in UK countryside… their size/make will stop me from using that extra dollop of sour cream the recipe mentioned… of course my puny frame does need that extra cream! and thus i deduce a measurement fit for me! etc…

the story continues...

Thursday, 5 January 2012

indian, italian - blu blu :)

just found out that there is not just one blu that is me but also a popular graffiti artist from italy. i am sure the other blu is one with a large heart as large as his works on the streets, buildings etc.

tday i have reworked on my new brush signature which is a creative use of 5'u's in loops. will post the picture soon. it looks close to the symbol for om. in bluvian eyes it also looks like 'Bcc' that you see in mails. or like a pregnant woman with one toddler in her hand and two small children by her side. or an old man with a walking stick braving strong winds. or rain drops hitting the ground.

cant wait to make a new painting and put the new blu there. rt now it sits stuck on a stick-it on my ofc pc ;)

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us...


plagiarism is a form of cheating because it's stealing another person's ideas. it is the deliberate or reckless representation of another's words, thoughts, or ideas as one's own without attribution in connection.

recently i read a blog by a friend who has surprisingly reworked 'intro/about me' from my website without my permission.

imitation is the highest form of flattery so even when i was surprised as i read, i felt happy that my intro has actually inspired someone. that it is being adopted/adapted to fill similar characteristics the friend wanted to share about himself to his readers.

not everyone is original or comprehensive and that is pardonable i think. Trust me I felt like a star – someone famous, someone imitable. my question is should i feel betrayed or fooled or offended?

i wouldn’t want to charge anyone of plagiarism/copyright even if they copied my articles, paintings, photographs, personal style of executing things but many of my friends do not think like i do.

some continue to call me a fool for not taking such things seriously. but my question is why should i really bother? how long can someone stalk me and get false gratification on what he/she feels is 'closely similar to' and may not be in all probability? how does it bother me if he copied me and got some credit? should it simply make me happy that i am good to be copied - actually? [like a star – a blu one? ;)]

i understand copying as a bad habit but it doesn’t steal my talent from me cos my skills are my own - they are original, ever-evolving and deep-seated in a perennial well of thoughts and experiments - they will never finish or vanish even when i may be done with my part of living and expressing them. most importantly i am confident of myself – if not a bit too over-confident or foolishly fearless as mom would like to say. the thing is that somebody's odd habit doesn make me any lesser any way. no?

but i feel the blogger friend could have asked me before he copied this because my intro was not written by me. it was a testimonial by a senior art critic who ‘was’ a close friend. unfortunately the same person who brought this to my notice. his ‘last words’ were - ‘no one can be you. understand and appreciate that first even when you are foolishly large hearted to accept people taking disadvantage of your proximity/access/talent’

i think i lost this friend for good as he would not take my calls now. i must have offended him someway/ may be a great deal – i feel. is it a good thing that someone is upset on your behalf? does it mean he really cared for me? does it mean you must acknowledge his expertise and salute his patience to put up with you - i mean ‘foolish large hearted self’? i am unable to imitate this passive aggression by my critic friend to the blogger friend for having ‘technically offended me’.

i will miss my critic friend for as long as he would keep silent but i wont let him know this cos it will be equivalent to agreeing on his criticism or accept how foolish i am actually!

and dear blogger friend, technically u are shot dead in my head but i will not tell you how dead you are ;)