Mystery of the Peeping Toms and other idiots

My next post was going to be about my 5 years in Ericsson. But seems like that has to wait. I just cannot help but write about all those Facebook pests putting up idiotic posts(yeah yeah, I block them, so if you authored one of those posts, please don’t argue with “if you don’t wanna see it, ignore it”.).

Nehru-Gandhi Bashing: Just as I log in, on my wall are 3 posts about the Nehru-Gandhi family. I sure am no supporter of dynasty rules, but why is everyone so f**king bothered about Sonia's heels, Priyanka's clothes, Rahul's girlfriend/lack of it, Nehru's affairs.. what the hell!!!

It is one thing to be a socially and politically aware responsible citizen. It is nothing short of 'peeping tom' behavior to be so bothered by such personal things. If you are so socially conscious, why pay that bribe to register your new house? Why does Tamil Nadu alternate between just 2 chief ministers? Why did Lok Paritran not win?

Religious posts: Do I want to see your pictures of Navarathri. Yes. Pictures of your family in Tirupathi. Yeah why not. Wedding pics. Oh yeah. You want to write about your Amarnath Yatra adventures. Heck yeah, bring it on!

But shout out to the world about your religious affiliations, beliefs, prayers, preaching. That, no thanks! Bashing another religion (claiming Taj Mahal was a temple), no way, not on my wall – get lost!

Click to win posts: This one goes like this: If you click on this link, you win 1 million $. Seriously, then why isn’t even of one of you in my friends list a multi-millionaire?

Graphic descriptions of terrifying non-existent/imagined .diseases: Is that for dhrishti pariharam on fb? ;-)

Spreading false rumors: A woman gives birth to 20 babies? Reese Witherspoon passes off as young Sonia? Seriously? Since you can read English: there is a search Engine called Google. You can establish whether the post, that you so feel like posting, is really truth or simple myth/hoax. Well I don’t have a big problem with this. It is you who comes out looking like a fool.

Motivational quotes: Grow up! Get a life!

Posting pictures of unknown pretty women: Single largest reason why girls remove people from our friends list. Like that guy I know who posted a picture of a girl he dint know – a normal girl – simply because she was too pretty and held a beer can: He was out of my friends list in a split second. To explain more on thed this topic itself is in an insult to womanhood. If you really think this isn’t all that bad – well, poor you, even the psychiatrist cannot help you.

Well so this is my list of post categories that I deeply hate and I notice people around me: colleagues, friends, family all share my view. Maybe I am just surrounded by smart people! ;-)

These are my kind of posts: People, what goes on in their life, pictures, arts, history, science, technology, quirky facts, original writing..etc. ? I know a lot of you out there reading this, hate posts of my kind. But who cares? This is my blog. :-D

Mylapore Misadventures

Mylapore has been my 'enga area' for close to 15 years now. I always took pride in the fact that I could walk alone at even 10.30, 11.00 PM and not feel even remotely uncomfortable about my safety. Little did I know that times have changed and that there is grave danger posed by anti social elements lurking in those calm tree lined streets.

With my hubby travelling for business, I moved into my parents for a month. I signed up for swimming. It all started fine, I was walking back home at 9PM, dressed in exercise clothes and walking in a mild drizzle. Everything looked fine, the neon lights that have replaced the dark bungalows of RK Salai, swanky cars and beach goers returning home. I felt so good about Chennai. Here I was, wearing fitted clothes and walking alone and still feeling safe and secure. It felt so great that I caught myself humming tunes and looking up at the sky and smiling.

About the time I was starting to feel weary I reached the end of my street and smiled at those some beautiful and some quirky houses. What all people can do in the name of Vastu! As I was approaching my apartment, I noticed the hot engineering college kid from next block standing around with his equally hot friends and the cool bikes. Nice. I walked past them and smiled about their Bessie plans in the making.

And then, out of nowhere came the two monsters. In an instant, they started circling me viciously, as if zeroing in on their prey. The constant smile that I had simply froze and I could feel the panic flush through me. I tried a meek 'Shoo shoo po po' as they came too close for my comfort. My menacing tormentors refused to give up. And then started the fierce 'ggrrrrring'. I shrieked, screamed, yelled and worst of all just froze there! And the engineering kids, watched totally amused, surely having the time of their lives! And to add to my ignominy the devils refused to budge and started 'ggrrrring' even more! And I started screaming in a even more high pitched voice. I am sure it probably matched high pitched laughter of those kids. Then came my saviour, the lazy fat watchman from next door, my knight in the shining armour for that split second. He deftly shooed away the menacing tormentors, a couple of street dogs, with his stick and saved my life. But not my pride.

So while the roads of Chennai and all other dark streets remain safe for me till date, walking the last segment of my street requires an escort with a weapon (my near blind watchman with his stick waits for me at the end of the street).

Note: Apologies to the animal lovers. I do hate these 2 dogs. They have a new litter with super cute pups which is the reason for their aggression. We do not want to call blue cross until the pups are a little bigger.