Before jumping onto some concrete matter which (I presume) shall form the meat of this post, I will like to do a merry little jig as I resume writing on my blog, hopefully, more frequently, as is always wished for. The past two months were a delightful juncture in the course of the years yet spent in my life, as I came to like a job in finance and the bustling city of Mumbai, both of which I had expected to be rather daunting at first.
The city was surprisingly easy to adjust to, although a lot of the credit goes to (I am tempted to say 'Suisse') the fact that I spent most of my time in South Bombay, which, I believe, is the hugely rosier side of the City of dreams. That apart, I enjoyed getting to know a lot of new people and the entire appeal of working in an I-bank too! It was great to pack in a lot of entertaining stuff in the weekends, and exploring and experiencing the city in varied ways over the course of the internship.
This post won't be too long as it is late at night and I am expected to sleep very soon. Also, getting up early for office has got me into a rut and I, inadvertantly, end waking up rather early on my own. Here is where I would draw attention to something I have been feeling very strongly about in the past few days (weeks?). And that is the content being telecast on television and in our movies. Reality TV came up a few years ago as a refreshing concept, but has taken little time to sink to the basest of levels, and the way these shows pander to the voyeuristic tastes and immense tendency for schadenfreude in the Indian audiences.
On a rather unrelated note, the inconsistencies in censorship on screen baffles me. In a situation where HBO/Star movies replace the spoken "Shit!" with "excrement" in their subtitles, we see pervert dialogues from movies being shown in prime time trailers, and Imran Khan's "Bhaag Bhaag DK Bose" in Delhi Belly (which does not mean that I don't think the song in itself is very catchy!). Though I am an unabashed champion of individual rights and freedom, I must admit that the need for responsibility gets hightened when one's audiences range from 4-70 years of age. Parents, these days, must be busy concocting some neo- birds & bees stories to explain some of the songs when their children innocently ask them what they mean!
I think it is time people made themselves more aware of their audiences, their sensitivities and the various stakeholders in the society!
Till then, 'aandhi aayi! aandhi aayi! aandhi aayi! :D'
