Miss Ann Trophy!

Getting your hook off social and public view gives me immense pleasure.

Yesterday I deleted my last existing social networking account. Trust me, the feeling is a mix of a certain lightheadedness in a good way and freedom from a certain social responsibility to represent. The very fact that I'm writing again proves how much of useful time abounds and remains untapped.

Social networking is based on being judgmental. And I'm not saying this out of any grief or hatred against anyone - I've had my very fair share of glamorous-pompous facebooking across spheres of influences. And why was it judgmental all the way - let me exemplify...

Character 1

Friends - 1546

Activity - Hyper

Status update - bright sunny happy.

Wants to be perceived as - Most happening, love cared, watched, charm of all parties.

Actually is - confused, lost, unwanted.

Character 2

Activity - Zero

Status Update - been the same since a couple of years

Wants to be perceived as - I don't really care

Actually is - Extremely busy in mundane affairs.

Character 3

Activity - Hyper

Status Update - Changes every moment depending on mood

Wants to be perceived as - A great social networker in the history of social networking.

Actually is - A great social networker with a bad social life.

Character 4

Activity - dormant

Status Update - last party attended when logged in.

Wants to be perceived as - a party animal.

Actually is - a party animal.

Character 5

Activity - busy

Status Update - links/ urls

Wants to be perceived as - information provider.

Actually is - in search of more info and similar links/ urls.

There might be more categories to which I didn't get time to characterize or there might be more characters to which I didn't get time to categorize.

So till the next time that I come forth with some more useless information that you would never require, please stare at the image below for a while carefully...he actually moves if you watch carefully.

Arise...awake!

Where the mind is without fear and the head held high,

Where knowledge is free,

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls,

Where words come out from the depth of truth,

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection,

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit,

Where the mind is led forward by Thee into ever-widening thought and action,

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

- Rabindranath Tagore

One Conversation Gone Bad

I believe we come across many English comedies that leave us in splits. But this one is from a Hollywood film. Stanley Tucci's directed and acted alongwith Oliver Platt in this class comedy which is about two struggling theatre/ film actors who have to scamper for their daily bread.

This particular situation made me roll in laughter like a child. Just check the dialogues out. All this effort by the starving duo was to have creampuffs for free.

Maurice (Oliver Platt): [has just finished eating a pastry; part of a scheme to get free pastries] I hate them.

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Oh, I'm sorry; to each his own. There's another bakery shop down the block whose wares might be more to your liking. Thank you for coming in.

[to Arthur (Stanley Tucci)]

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: May I help you, sir?

Arthur: Yes, would you excuse me a moment? I'm sorry,

[to Maurice]

Arthur: I couldn't help but overhear, excuse me, sir, um, but may I say that your rudeness to this hard-working gentleman is uncalled for.

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Please, sir

Maurice: I beg your pardon.

Arthur: No, I beg yours, sir. I happen to know that this gentleman

[refers to the baker]

Arthur: is one of the finest pastry chefs on the Eastern seaboard.

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Well, thank you.

Arthur: You're welcome.

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Do I know you?

Arthur: Of course you do.

Maurice: What's your point?

Arthur: My point is, sir, that you would not know a good creampuff if it jumped up and licked you on the ass.

Maurice: Well...

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Sir, it's just a difference in taste.

Arthur: No, no. this man is clearly an imbecile.

Maurice: Ah, an insult!

[quietly to Arthur]

Maurice: I'm in-I'm insulted?

Arthur: Yes.

Maurice: I'm insulted! Well, I am!

Arthur: Oh, well good-good-good-good! Well, I'm glad you are! But I'm sure you're not as insulted as this gentleman!

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Oh, I'm not insulted.

Arthur: Oh, yes you are! The man works all day like a mule to support his miserable family.

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: Well, here now, my family isn't miserable. We're all quite happy!

Arthur: No, you're not! You're miserable and pathetic, look at you!

[ignoring his protest]

Arthur: All day, working like a lackey from rise to set sweating in the eye of Phoebus!

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: I love my work!

Arthur: No, you don't!

Arthur: What a fool you are!

Baker in Kramer's Pastries: I am *not* a fool!

Arthur: Oh, yes you are!

Maurice: Sir, you really sholdn't talk to this gentleman that way. You like the cream puffs. I *don't* like the cream puffs.

Arthur: FUCK THE CREAM PUFFS! THIS MAN IS A SLAVE AND AN IDIOT!

I'm sure many of us have been in such similar catch-22s in our lives!

:)