Sunday Stealing: One Long Meme (Part One)

1. The phone rings. Who will it to be? Either Nidhi or Seema, my friends.
2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart? Ofcourse. Arn't we supposed to?
3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener? Talker.
4. Do you take compliments well? Nope. I start feeling embarrassed.
5. Do you play Sudoku? No.
6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive? I think so.
7. Did you ever go to camp as a kid? No.
8. What was your favorite game as a kid? Hide and Seek I think.
9. If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew she was married, would you? NO. And I am happily married so persuing anybody is out of question.
10. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you? I could, as long as the other person respects my beliefs.
11. Do you like to pursue or be pursued? A bit of both.
12. Use three words to describe yourself? Happy, Sensible and Loyal
13. Do any songs make you cry? Oh yeah. Quite a few of them.
14. Are you continuing your education? Formal education, no. But the process of learning is something that will never stop.
15. Do you know how to shoot a gun? Nope.
16. Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth? A photo studio but not in a booth.
17. How often do you read books? All the time.
18. Do you think more about the past, present or future? A bit of all. But more about NOW.It keeps me happy.
19. What is your favorite children’s book? I love Tinkle comics. I still buy them in railway stations.
20.What color are your eyes? Dark brown.
21. How tall are you? 5.2 1/2"
22. Where is your dream house located? My dad made one opposite the sea in my home town. I will make the other in the middle of nature. With lots of greenery, in a small quaint place. Definetly not in a big polluted noisey city.
23. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you grabbed? My cell phone. A couple of years ago, it would have been my handbag 'coz I would have all my stuff, wallet, ID, cell phone, charger...everything in there. Now I hardly use my handbag.
24. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden? We dont have one here.
25. Where was the furthest place you traveled today? While answering question no. 22, I travelled all the way to my Dream house. "Someday. Somewhere."
26. Do you like mustard? I do. It is the best part of a hot-dog.

TV is Boring.

Gone are the days of the “Saas Bahu” drama. Now it is reality shows everywhere. Not that the saas bahu serials were any good.
I once, long time ago, did make the mistake of watching 2 episode one of the “K” serials with my aunt. I had no clue what it was about them kept the women folk glued to TV’s. They were so irritating, annoying and ridiculous.

And now reality shows have taken over. They are there on every channel. One hardly get to see a decent entertainer on TV these days. Unless ofcourse you are a sucker for either gross or bitchy stuff.

There is so much bitching and foul language on the show that there is more “beep” than their actual talk. I learnt swear words in college and my little brother in school. Kids these days are probably learning all that in play school itself. The thought itself is horrifying. Contestants are just not tired of bitching about each other. How negative can one be?

And then there are another set of shows which are so gross that make it difficult for me to have a meal if watch it even for a couple of minutes. Cockroaches, spiders, snakes…yukkkk. How the hell can one just let them crawl all over? And that too half naked. Seriously, aren’t the contestants half naked most of the time? I am not prude but am not out of my mind either. I sometimes wonder if all these people are confuse between being modern and being western.

What’s the point of having so many channels when we don’t get decent stuff to watch. I wonder if it because of lack of creativity. TV channels compete in being gross and bitchy and disgusting.

Seriously, TV, these day's is such a bore.

How many other things are we missing?

I am blogging after so long that I almost forgot my blogspot password. I guess I have a tendency to 'shut off' every now and then.

I read the following article, an email forward, I thought I should share it. I don’t know if it is a true story as claimed, but then, it could be.

Washington, DC, Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes, a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried to meet his schedule.......

4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:
A 3-year-old boy stopped, but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money, but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the Metro Station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities. The questions raised: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.... How many other things are we missing?