Monday, November 14, 2005

Bookstor-ies !!!

You must have been to the these new bookstores that have opened...crossword...oxford...n so on...who supposedly have reinvented the “experience” of buying and reading books....well i dunno about the experience... but yes...they certainly have reinvented the pricing if nothing else...n im sure there is much more than just books tht they sell...so bookstore??? God bless branding !!!!
We have these hardcore booklovers who will take full advantage of the “largesse” of these bookstores and practically camp inside these places...complete with paani ka bottle and chips and biscuits ka packets...n they will quietly munch on these when the attendent is not lookin...some r quite bold n eat it quite openly...n offer some to the attendent too...of course they get thrown out coz u cant eat stuff from outside...who will hog on their cafe stuff then...cafe moshe...cha bar...
i m told these cafes are quite a daylight robbery...one of my friends offered something that “seemed” quite delicious and tasty and looked quite substantial....in the picture on the menu card that is....and when the order arrived...his mouth was wide open...not to eat but out of utter shock on seeing the miniscule quantity of the order....it seemed to be the liliputian version of the thing that he ordered...and well the price of course is inversely proportional...so her spent regretfully a lot of money to eat somethin that he never ordered...
and then of course you these housewives....who come in with their kids in tow...no not kids...brats would be quite the word for they create a racuous...and drive me to renounce the institution of marriage....for i dont feel like adding melee this world is undergoing...imagine reading the profound prose of vikram seth and you are just getting into the mood when suddenly an ear piercing cry disturbs your enchantment...a kid yells...” mum !!! i found the Harry potter...!!!” ...dude..SHUT UP !!! no...i am not mean...i dont hate kids...but there is something known as decorum...which mnust be inculcated from a young age...but well...as marvin would say...”i am too young to know better!!!”....and the noise continues in the temple of silence....
But apart from all the aberrations that i encounter everytime i visit any of these bookshops...the best part are the books....though i wish i could do somethin about their price...but well just being surrounded my tons and tons and tons of words...sentences...emotions...feelings...just senseless banter...is a great feeling.....so much to know...so mcuh to read...but alas such little time...but true love...the romance..lives on.

Cable "operators"???!???

well...i decided against continuing my previous post on time...coz time seems to have taken offence against me for that article....i m having some real bad time around now...n i really can do with some good time...so till the fury of time subsides...i shall refrain from even thinking about continuing that post...
or maybe i m just feelin too lazy to continue on that....
but the other day...i was watching the India-Sri lanka match ...and absolutely relishing Dhoni's knock...n as he last 6 runs were left to be scored and Dhoni was on strike...we all waited with bated breath for him step out and pick the spinner for a six and as the spinner started his run-up.....guess what....my cable just goes off...blackness....or rather blackness and whiteness...which was absolute mess...and i hated my cablewallah like never before...
Its has happened so many times....i really dont know how he has acquired this uncanny ability to pull the plug...or to orchestrate this loss of service just at the moment when everything seems to be coming to a climax...an end.... a befitting finish... when landmark words are being uttered...when brilliance is about to reach its acme.... when the audience is approaching ne plus ultra in the whole experience...n then ....its all over...finished...missed the bus...regrets... paroxysm of pain and anguish over the loss of the moment....
and i live with only highlights and reruns to console me...