Musings of the day…

Facebook is trying to make it like Twitter – public sharing. But doesn’t anyone remember that Facebook was not formed like Twitter? Facebook was formed to share personal information. For personal networking. Twitter meanwhile was supposed to  be about work. Twitter doesn’t include pictures, private videos and conversations between people. Twitter is about ONE. Facebook is about a community. Which is the whole reason people are screaming about the invasion of privacy on Facebook. It is like you told me that I can build a house and then started turning the walls into glass. Not Acceptable!

3D television – really? We want that? As much as a tech buff as I am, 3D is supposed to be for special occasions. Unless you figure out a way to bring it into my living room without putting those weird looking glasses on my face. When i’m sprawled on my couch with a bowl of popcorn, i’m not sure if i want even those glasses to come between me and tv… unless i’m watching Avatar yet again on my super big home theater system.
Watching a movie in a theater – 350 bucks per head for a movie. Really? Are we back to the post-recession prices? So if that’s me having a ‘group’ day out… it’d be 350*4. And then popcorn for all of us plus a couple of pepsis or whatever. Which would be about 150 bucks per head. So we go for a 3-hour show and we spend about 500 bucks at one shot. And this for some weird, 3-hour nonsense which isn’t funny or anything. For something that is funny and worth watching, they hike it by another 100 bucks anyway.
Wasn’ the whole point of multiplexes supposed be cheaper, smaller halls which were easier to fill therefore giving space for small-budget movies to run as well. But now it is back to the era of bigger stars ruling the roost.
Song of the day: Californication. Just Really Appealing today.
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After the Mistletoe season

I feel like I just returned from a Christmas break. Yeah I know technically the holiday season is just getting over, so I am back from that break. But when I was still a bratty teen in school, we used to have actual Christmas breaks for a fortnight. Schools only ofcourse, not offices like the ones I work in now. But it was fun.

I don’t remember recent winters in the city but then, it wasn’t too cold nor hot during the days. There were friends and games and Christmas cakes and sometimes presents and trees. And it was a nice break before exams and unlike summer where parents could whisk one away to various places, this was time for complete enjoyment. Summer was languid. Winter was chilled and fun. The other break in between was just that – in between.

‘Course  now, kids are lucky to get a 3-day break for Christmas and a week long for mid-term. And offices mostly frown upon longer breaks and make people work even on NewYears.

Maybe it is the long weekend, the excess of cakes, the shopping, the gifts, the music, the blues plus the laughter, the chilling out and family and friends, the vacation I took before Christmas, the near-empty office and the lack of noise… I just feel I’m back from Christmas vacation and somehow, it cheers me up.

Here’s to 2010.

The Song has to be Jingle Bell Rock.

Welcome to my parlor…

The Gypsy said to the… whoever.

Such a cliche I start out with. I hope that isn’t an indication of the way this blog turns out to be.

The blog is perhaps a sixth attempt to break away from my old blog and start something afresh. But I am an addict. I always return to the old one, with a plain template, with old stories, faithful followers and friends. Maybe it is the last that pulls me back… I like the cloak of anonymity but I like the familiarity of people who’ve been reading me long enough to know me in a strange and twisted way.

Do I have the energy to maintain two blogs when I do not really have anything new to say? Perhaps.

Will I put up with the slowness of wordpress compared to the slightly old and molding Blogger? A lesser perhaps.

But it is a new year. I hope this year will be better than the last, which was… bland. Not high. Not low. Just a flat line. So maybe it is time for some fresh things.

And while I enjoy this cloak of anonymity for a while, I’m just going to let myself loose.

Song of the day: Shut up and Drive my Rihanna (I haven’t heard that in a long while but that is what popped into my head)