Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Books & Bloggers

Spent the evening in the book fair currently on in Chennai. And came to the conclusion that bloggers permeate every strata of the society.

There are bloggers who write (books, I meant) and writers who occasionally blog. There are bloggers who sell books, and book sellers who blog. And then, there are the bloggers who buy the books written by the bloggers, from the bloggers who sell the books.

Met up with Badri Seshadri and K. Satyanarayan, both bloggers, and both of whom are at CricInfo. Offline, both of them have taken it up as their mission to sell good Tamil non fiction. And have been meeting with fairly good success in that venture. Their company, “Kizhakku Pathipagam” – East Publishing – was, I am told, one of the first to bring out Non Fiction biographical works. Wished I could have spent a little more time with them, and bought a book of them, but I am not really interested in reading about America’s success right now. Plus, I had already overshot my budget, having bought Kalki’s “Parthipan Kanavu” and Akilan’s “Vengayin Mainthan”. Plus booked for David Frawley’s “In search of the Cradle of Civilisation” & “The Myth of the Aryan Invasion”.

Hope to have a real good read this next few months.

Perspective

The big picture experts tell me that we are all just a microscopic speck of dust in the universe.

I’m just one with a bigger ego.

Pseudo insightful babble that doesn’t make sense

The worst thing, to me, about the tsunami is that it has hit my city, and probably, forever changed the beaches I love. Madras to me always was this impregnable fortress (btw – is a fortress the feminine gender of a fort? Just wonderin’ ?) that could never be affected by “natural calamities” – earthquakes might rumble and roll, but nothing could shake Madras. Cyclones, always threatening to hit us, chose Nellore or Cuddalore to land up at.

But a tsunami changed all of that.

In a certain sense, I am rather glad that a Tsunami happened in Madras. In that same sense, I am thankful for all natural calamities, the bigger they are, the better. For, even though the death toll is high, it lets the Human species advance a bit further. It’s calamities like these that keep us humans on the toes, driving us forward to better understand nature, and thus, better evolve. And that can only be for the better.

Hats off to blogger Amit

Hats off to blogger Amit Varma.

He is doing something I only think of doing between watching TV and working at an office. Over the last few days, I’ve been feeling a trifle lethargic. There’s a feeling of inadequacy. I want to cut loose and do something to help. I’ve “donated” my blankets, and a day’s salary, but still, there is a feeling somewhere that I ought to do something more. Yet I resist, cause, I know I’ll somehow bungle things up, and get into one horrible mess. That’s what I tell myself atleast.