One of my close acquaintance, during one of the most tense periods of work, asked me, 'Did we plan the coffee'?
It riled me up! Coffee! Man, you thought I'm bloody making coffee now. I was fuming inside. I could even sense angry smoke coming from my ears.
Priorities man, priorities.
That day, that dreadful day when India killed more than 100 children for want of oxygen cylinders, and rampant encephalitis, the shameless (That is what they do best, being shameless) Indian media was debating the importance of singing Vande Maataram in schools. And one anchor has the audacity to tell a man in a prime time debate, who brings in the topic of deaths of children, to not stray away from the important topic of singing.
On a day when a God-Man was convicted of rape, and people are in the streets supporting the God-Man, you know the country and its priorities.
We have a screwed up sense of priorities. We politicise what should not be and keep quiet on things we must speak about. If my country cares more about a movie trailer and a reality show than dead kids and terror attacks, then there is something seriously wrong with us.
Watching Big Boss and trending Oviya is fine! But when an entertainment industry is the major supplier of leaders to a country then there is a problem. Singing Vande Maatram is fine. In fact debating the necessity of making it mandatory is good. But on a day which should have been mourned nationally, to bury them under the carpet and debating petty nationalism is wrong. Plain wrong!
Discussing and debating cricket and music and films and everything entertaining is good. They actually keep us going. But in that process, if we sweep the important issues under the carpet, we are treading on dangerous waters.
Screwed up priorities are a curse!
It riled me up! Coffee! Man, you thought I'm bloody making coffee now. I was fuming inside. I could even sense angry smoke coming from my ears.
Priorities man, priorities.
That day, that dreadful day when India killed more than 100 children for want of oxygen cylinders, and rampant encephalitis, the shameless (That is what they do best, being shameless) Indian media was debating the importance of singing Vande Maataram in schools. And one anchor has the audacity to tell a man in a prime time debate, who brings in the topic of deaths of children, to not stray away from the important topic of singing.
On a day when a God-Man was convicted of rape, and people are in the streets supporting the God-Man, you know the country and its priorities.
We have a screwed up sense of priorities. We politicise what should not be and keep quiet on things we must speak about. If my country cares more about a movie trailer and a reality show than dead kids and terror attacks, then there is something seriously wrong with us.
Watching Big Boss and trending Oviya is fine! But when an entertainment industry is the major supplier of leaders to a country then there is a problem. Singing Vande Maatram is fine. In fact debating the necessity of making it mandatory is good. But on a day which should have been mourned nationally, to bury them under the carpet and debating petty nationalism is wrong. Plain wrong!
Discussing and debating cricket and music and films and everything entertaining is good. They actually keep us going. But in that process, if we sweep the important issues under the carpet, we are treading on dangerous waters.
Screwed up priorities are a curse!
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