A tweet gone awry

Twitter: That’s my latest fad exactly as was Facebook an year back. Though I am still loyal to the latter but I see myself going to former first. You get a sense of being served with the first hand news right from the horse’s mouth (Yes you read horse and not cow ;)). Of course, I still read online news but get most of the confirmations right here. Have most of the top journalists, bollywood biggies, tennis stars, and friends on my list. Looking forward to more and more meaningful people joining in as we all need authentic news.

What instigated me to write about Twitter is the latest infamous controversy of Dr. Shashi Tharoor, Minister of State for External Affairs, Govt of India, tweeting about austerity drive that had reached ridiculous heights. Let me briefly take you to where it began.

KG: @ShashiTharoor Are you flying cattle class to Ghana/Liberia? Hopefully you won’t use VIP lounge where coffee, tea are served free…

ST: @KanchanGupta absolutely, in cattle class out of solidarity with all our holy cows!

ST:  learned belatedly of fuss over my tweet replying to journo’s query whether i wld travel to Kerala in “cattle class”. His phrase which i rptd.)

KG: Were your words distorted? I don’t think so. You were quoted verbatim.

KG: And frankly I didn’t quite expect you to say, ‘His phrase which i rptd’. Pity you can’t stand up for what you say.

Well! that were some of the conversations that took place though ST replied only once. Now people expect to get explanations in 140 characters, firstly they expect response/replies and when they get one they try to extract hypothetical hidden meanings in it. My take on it is that journalists take liberties of the free press to morally assassinate anyone and everyone cos they know they won’t be held for it. Who is this KG? Some insignificant rattler in Pioneer which doesn’t even have as much number of  readership as many twitter followers ST has and growing.

Really liked the article by Chetan Bhagat on the same Timely tweet: Gimme performance, stop posturing. Brilliant one by Karan Thapar Oh, to be poor. Shobhaa De had another point of view Twitter less, work more, all will be forgiven. She probably isn’t on Twitter and obviously is not following him to know what all he is doing. As i said in my tweet too it’s like saying do not sms, do not grow, do not fall for technology, do not keep pace with the world. All but incidently ST is also a journalist with great sense of humour which landed him into this. Had he not been a politician, all these fellow journalists would have applauded at his great ability for impromptu wit.

Dear Indians, Our country needs intelligent, well educated, modern politicians like him. He at least has the guts to say it all loud of that he is doing. Let me enlighten you a bit that Mr. Governer Schwarzenegger who is also on Twitter even posts pics and videos of what he is doing. Does it mean that he is doodling around in his office? So does Prez. Obama. Well! Whom am I talking to.

So finally what will happen is Mr. Tharoor will get choked by the bureaucratic farce of sorts. I am afraid this episode might just force him to withdraw or definitely cut down on his interactions out here. We certainly hope not. Oh! Will this reflect on his blog too????

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Canvas

My paper was blank and I gaped at it for long before I penned and in no time there were rambles on it exactly as each moment, each day is like a dab or a splash of colour on the canvas of my life. And when the canvas is complete, I shall be no more to see how it came about, leave alone will there be any buyers. I am trying each day so that the final image is a pretty one. Though there were some wrong strokes, which I have erased by applying  fresh paint over it and have done it successfully so.

Thank God some errors were amendable.

New blog address

Have been thinking since long long to revive my blog so finally here i do. Had to move my loyalties from Google blogger to wordpress even though it does not allow you to make your own design unless you pay for it. Therefore I choose the most loud and brightest of the  design templates available. This somewhat reflects me as I am not the one who is serene, plain and boring. Though red might be synonymous to loud, pompous and boastfulness I still embrace it for I would choose bright colours over pale anyday. WordPress had many features that I wanted and seems very easy too. Anyways I am always open to trying out new things.

Have imported my older entries too which you can see right under. Can’t throw my belongings. They are a part of me and shall move alongwith. I hope to be regular hereon as I will need all of them as refreshners when I am anyways in the process of forgetting most of them, so i better jot them on the move.

Have started with the most cliché q for the poll as this was the first one, by and by will try to put up better ones 🙂 Will make it ‘poll of the month’. Will be adding more and more links which I regularly read, mostly blogs. Shall be using more widgets too.

and these three dots…

is it undefined-
packets of surprises
emotions on the edge
haze of opportunities
some stroke of luck
some stubborn fights with fate
stumbling upons and waking ups
chances in intuitions
mockery by nature
unending waitings
some charity, some outbursts
some lust, some God
introspections & calculations
heavens and heavens
and…

Written on Wednesday, January 19, 2005

ponder

In that unknown space, i wandered, i saw, i heard, i sensed and i later pretended of having understood in the manner the external world showed the image to most of us in its most unreality. The model was of my own mental image with the corresponding soul most of the time trying to cleanse the irrationality, adding some sensitivity and putting aside all mathematical formulas…

more later..

Written on Wednesday, October 06, 2004

Cloud’s End

This is what four brains would fabricate that too in this cottage…

Venue: Cloud’s End, 10 kms uphill Mussoorie
Date: October 2, 2004

“Once I was in Cloud’s End. There was a rat along with us. I found a hole on the roof-top. Rain drops were falling out of it. I felt like having hot soup. and by God’s grace there was soup in my hands. We realised that Mr Negi was missing. And his nails were found floating in my soup. Suddenly there was a thunderstorm and Mr Negi re-appeared. Someone woke me up. And then he was seen in Indian Express. There was an earthquake. And the toilet paper ran through the flush. I was shaking hands with Mr. Clinton. He was seen in his undies. With Monica Lewinsky holding his cigarette butt. Then she gave haircut to George Bush. And we found later that he wasn’t George Bush but Osama Bin Laden….lololol ”

Supplied by me, pj, ak and pp.

Written on Wednesday, October 06, 2004

Perfect Imperfections

I am an artist by living, and my work of art is my life
– Suzuki

I would want to know more about your life Mr Suzuki – living or dead. Read more and write even more about the same. We all realise how we spent our lives, once we at least get midway or farther with our endless insane misinterpretations suiting our own agendas giving a million judgements in half a minute.

We bring a national hero Rajyavardhan Rathor home. We bow down to a road rager bollywood hero who just donated a crore. But yet crucify a Dhananjoy and his family with a single rope. We also read about how Avantika Maken embraced her parent’s killers. We remember Bipasha basu and forget P T Usha. We adore Aishwarya’s beauty and hate her choice of clothes in the same breath. We forget Mother Teresa’s death anniversary and remember Diana’s in the same month. And still take pride in our channel of thoughts and have Big Fights with Rajdeep Sardesais.

The list could be endless cause our miseries cloud our minds and we just read such quotations in quotes and feel good.

Written on Monday, October 11, 2004

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