I have noticed some things around me lately. It looks like a lot of people are screaming me me me and me too all the time. It is not that being selfish is bad or undesired, but the entire me thing is growing out of proportion. Me this my that, my car is so, my pants are so, my computer and at this point I have tuned out to a radio station far far away.
I just also noticed that I have been using I quite a bit. Oh well I aint perfect either. If there was a thought experiment conducted for a me me me person how would that person react when they met themselves. Would they be talking simultaneously and not care what was being said.
Is blogging the same. My thoughts, my responses, my style, etc?
Has the internet boom affected the art of conversation to the point where every one is talking and very few are listening and on the verge of going deaf voluntarily.
Blogging does provide a outlet to thoughts when no one is around and the intensity is definitely lost when the moment passes away.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Teachers paradox
The school has taken upon itself or the responsibility is thrust on them to educate the population in there single digit age or there abouts.
The teachers could spend their time teaching the half interested pupils or exorcise the deep seated curiosity of the few and take their knowledge level up and beyond expectation. But that would mean the so called lower in the grades will loose further interest and fare poorly in exams. Is this unfair to the teachers to expect them to perform miracles and still be accountable to the school board about performance and funding.
And to add to this the compensation is probably not the greatest anywhere in the world. In a way they can see their success reflected in the students' success, but that may not be good enough to pay the bills.
The teachers could spend their time teaching the half interested pupils or exorcise the deep seated curiosity of the few and take their knowledge level up and beyond expectation. But that would mean the so called lower in the grades will loose further interest and fare poorly in exams. Is this unfair to the teachers to expect them to perform miracles and still be accountable to the school board about performance and funding.
And to add to this the compensation is probably not the greatest anywhere in the world. In a way they can see their success reflected in the students' success, but that may not be good enough to pay the bills.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Quite a conundrum
With environmentalist screaming for a greener earth and all, I recently came across asituation and wondered what they would have to say.
Often there is a claim to save the trees so that the trees "eat" co2 and there is the obvious aesthetics and global warming always thrown in for good measure along with whatever the latest buzzwords are. Now there is sub school of thought for conserving water as well. Great calculation of how a drip over time becomes an ocean.
What about the time when it comes to cleaning your behind for the morning ablution? SHould we conserve water or cut another tree
To wash or to wipe is the question.
Often there is a claim to save the trees so that the trees "eat" co2 and there is the obvious aesthetics and global warming always thrown in for good measure along with whatever the latest buzzwords are. Now there is sub school of thought for conserving water as well. Great calculation of how a drip over time becomes an ocean.
What about the time when it comes to cleaning your behind for the morning ablution? SHould we conserve water or cut another tree
To wash or to wipe is the question.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Paradox of the cleaning lady
I was waiting at the airport terminal and as the cleaning lady approached I gave way so that she could run the vacuum and she sighed seeing how carelessly people threw gum or waste around. Mindlessly people take the clean environment for granted. A nameless face picks up after them and unlike home where kids are constantly threatened with grounding unless rooms are cleaned, adults have surpassed that stage and specially in a public environment there is no accountability. There is no one chiding the teenager who spills the fries and goes about as if nothing happened.
Back to the cleaning lady who could have used a little hair gel sighed again but went on her duties with a resignation of a mother who has lost the battle with her rebellious, tenacious teens, just for the day, but will gather her resources for the next battle.
But as she moved on to the next gate I was wondering if all the people cleaned up after them the cleaning lady might not have a job and will be sighing a different tune.
Back to the cleaning lady who could have used a little hair gel sighed again but went on her duties with a resignation of a mother who has lost the battle with her rebellious, tenacious teens, just for the day, but will gather her resources for the next battle.
But as she moved on to the next gate I was wondering if all the people cleaned up after them the cleaning lady might not have a job and will be sighing a different tune.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
It is all good
When you hit the golf ball with your driver right at the sweet spot, the sound the sensation in the arms and the "yesss" feeling as you watch the ball going and going in a straight line on the fairway and bouncing past the 150 yard marker aand then the 100 yard marker.
When you slide into your backhand to make the pass down the line catching the opponent off guard following it up with a forehand slice volley winner.
When you tap your front brake as you lean into the turn and roll on as you leave the exit
and the front wheel just get light.
When you estimate the right amount of ginger and garlic along with onions and other spices.
When you pull the string to the kite at the right moment when the wind blows.
When the light turns green just as you intend to step on the brake.
When the gulab jamun just melts in your mouth along with ice-cream at the right temperature.
When you wake up just a minute before the alarm rings.
When the skillet is at the right temp when the onions and lamb sizzle.
When the parking spot opens up right near the store entrance.
When the lunch special on a impromptu diner has your favorite
When the ads don't appear when you channel surf
It's all good.
When you slide into your backhand to make the pass down the line catching the opponent off guard following it up with a forehand slice volley winner.
When you tap your front brake as you lean into the turn and roll on as you leave the exit
and the front wheel just get light.
When you estimate the right amount of ginger and garlic along with onions and other spices.
When you pull the string to the kite at the right moment when the wind blows.
When the light turns green just as you intend to step on the brake.
When the gulab jamun just melts in your mouth along with ice-cream at the right temperature.
When you wake up just a minute before the alarm rings.
When the skillet is at the right temp when the onions and lamb sizzle.
When the parking spot opens up right near the store entrance.
When the lunch special on a impromptu diner has your favorite
When the ads don't appear when you channel surf
It's all good.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Random thought of the day
failure to follow instruction can lead to destruction followed by construction.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Having fun seriously
What do I do for fun is an often asked question when meeting new people.
I try not to scare them by mentioning that I create physics problems in spare time or think about hitherto unsolved theorems i.e. fermat. I ride motorcycles for fun, I have flown kites, play tennis, bowl. In each of these past times the more I get involved the more interested I am in details. For e.g. riding motorcycle is not just about finding a new road or going for a long ride. It is also about understanding the machine. How does the front suspension settings help a quicker turn in or tire pressure and fuel economy and tire life. Or why is double fisted backhand more firm than a single handed forehand or how does a higher toss help a serve.
Sooner or later when I am explaining some of these intricacies to a self proclaimed enthusiast, a hint of a yawn stops me dead in the tracks and that is where it stops being fun and more of work or non fun.
Sometimes it is not about how a 2B pencil works better on a handcrafted paper. Just grab a pencil and put your thoughts on a medium.
I try not to scare them by mentioning that I create physics problems in spare time or think about hitherto unsolved theorems i.e. fermat. I ride motorcycles for fun, I have flown kites, play tennis, bowl. In each of these past times the more I get involved the more interested I am in details. For e.g. riding motorcycle is not just about finding a new road or going for a long ride. It is also about understanding the machine. How does the front suspension settings help a quicker turn in or tire pressure and fuel economy and tire life. Or why is double fisted backhand more firm than a single handed forehand or how does a higher toss help a serve.
Sooner or later when I am explaining some of these intricacies to a self proclaimed enthusiast, a hint of a yawn stops me dead in the tracks and that is where it stops being fun and more of work or non fun.
Sometimes it is not about how a 2B pencil works better on a handcrafted paper. Just grab a pencil and put your thoughts on a medium.
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