This generation sleeps
I feel little. I'm a big girl, age and size included. And yet I feel incredibly tiny.
As I sit and watch the Narmada Bachao Andolan drama unfold on TV I feel confused. I listen to opinions carefully, trying desperately to find someone I can side with so I too have an opinion.
Arundhati Roy has intelligent eyes, maybe I should just believe her and be in favour of the NBA.
But what about the country's progress and the amount of electricity this dam is going to generate? The government cannot be that stupid; they must have a point if they're pushing for that dam so much.
What if I come off looking like Aamir Khan? Him ,I don't believe. Why is he so interested in the NBA all of a sudden? Is he planning to enter politics? Maybe he's just garnering some good publicity for himself.
I should form my own educated opinion. I scour the net for information...there's a lot of it. Who do I believe?
I don't have to go on television and tell the world where I stand. Today my only audience is me and it's not impressed. Sitting before this audience is a confused person who spends way too much time on herself. There are things that are greater than me and I don't seem to notice. I've never even voted. I prefer to bury my head in the sand and think about what I'll wear to the party this weekend.
I feel terribly little.
As I sit and watch the Narmada Bachao Andolan drama unfold on TV I feel confused. I listen to opinions carefully, trying desperately to find someone I can side with so I too have an opinion.
Arundhati Roy has intelligent eyes, maybe I should just believe her and be in favour of the NBA.
But what about the country's progress and the amount of electricity this dam is going to generate? The government cannot be that stupid; they must have a point if they're pushing for that dam so much.
What if I come off looking like Aamir Khan? Him ,I don't believe. Why is he so interested in the NBA all of a sudden? Is he planning to enter politics? Maybe he's just garnering some good publicity for himself.
I should form my own educated opinion. I scour the net for information...there's a lot of it. Who do I believe?
I don't have to go on television and tell the world where I stand. Today my only audience is me and it's not impressed. Sitting before this audience is a confused person who spends way too much time on herself. There are things that are greater than me and I don't seem to notice. I've never even voted. I prefer to bury my head in the sand and think about what I'll wear to the party this weekend.
I feel terribly little.
posted by that girl in pink at 12:41 pm
7 Comments:
Nice blog...
hey, popped in here as well.. i like this blog a lot.. theres more of you in it.....lol for a moment there i got confused with the National Basketball association!!!!
ill come back for a visit soon!
Dear That Girl In Pink,
I have voted in every election since I turned 18 and still feel little too. :-)
Thanx.
Incase u want copy of those pics u liked let me know, could mail then to ya.....
U from bangalore?
everything comes with a price.. you just hope the cause for the dam is worth the price you are paying for it.. :) .. and the line is seldom clear...
the shiny watch you brought at a flea market .. might fetch your great great grand children .. a sum in antiquity :) .. or merely the burden of keeping it :P
We are all as grains of sand on the beach...
We feel like lifes too big for us and most times its true, but it is in each of us to decide if we have the ability to get up and stand for what we believe in, whatever people may say..
If you find something that hits you that hard, dont wait! But by the same token, dont try and find one where there isnt one, that is a waste of you and you will never truly give it your heart and soul..
In the end it comes down to the basic precept of humanity: choice...
Dont feel bad, youre hardly alone in this problem.
cheers..
I can't believe i didn't know about this space... am 2 years too late... and you have 2 years of missed deadlines... start posting here now. PLEASE :)
-UrPublicist
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