the pragmatic aspirations of (part of) a nation

i rarely watch TV because most of it makes my already overloaded brain hurt more. i do make exceptions, especially for newfound TV love.

i was watching a call-in show this evening, hosted by above young lady of our dreams. i realized that a lot of young people in schools and colleges in chennai seem to ASPIRE to be software engineers. it’s actually something they want to do. this is something shared by my younger cousins who are all either in, or on their way to become engineers.

now there is absolutely no doubt the salaries in the field are higher, and it is the field which has consistently had the best growth in employment figures in india as well as in most parts of the world. however, i see the whole IT field as something to settle for than aspire to.

the fact that urban, ‘middle class’, reasonably well educated(well-rounded i mean) young men and women WANT to sit in front of computers for most of the rest of their lives still astonishes me, when there is so much more that is there to be done.

there are, i would suppose(with only anecdotal evidence and no sociology training whatsoever) a couple of different reasons for this.

numero uno is the ‘play it safe’ mentality that pervades the middle class. this is further reinforced by the disintegration of a social safety net(as in nuclearization of families) and lack of an economic safety net, in the form of social security or any such scheme.

numero dos seems to be the well-marketed ‘indian dream’ in much the same way as the american dream of the late ’50s in the USA. i find an increasing amount of slickly advertised intended to sell ‘lifestyle products’ such as expensiver soaps and shampoos and even such things as real estate, higher end cars and things of that nature.

this is depressing to me on many levels. this is also why i intend to vote for the communist party. AGRARIANISM FTW, BITCHEZ!

lonely

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lonely, originally uploaded by pangalactic gargleblaster.

tha’s how i feel. for the first time, i fail to connect with my college-mates, except a couple.

no one calls me except to find out stuff, no casual hey how’s it going stuff, no let’s go to the movies, etc. that part’s ok, because i dont like the local movie output because, well let’s just say it’s not intellectually interesting, or even entertaining. however, not even for a fucking drink?

that’s weak

cat’s eye

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cat’s eye, originally uploaded by pangalactic gargleblaster.

this cat is pretty old, and in a cage so i felt courageous enough to step up pretty close. and man, does it’s breath stink!

no wonder all those animals run away quickly.. who would want to smell that?