Name change...

One of the few people in this world, who have read this blog till now, suggested that I should change the name of the blog to Cynical Bystander from Cynical Viewer, the reason being that viewer sounds damn too technical for one, and second I am not really an active viewer in the proceedings. I am mostly a passer by, a third party, who just happens to witness these things.

Bystander is a better word which denotes my state. Therefore from now on, that is it Cynical Bystander

Haves and Havenots...

Do you know where your maid lives?
Have you seen the neighborhood where your Dhobi lives?
What about the guy who comes to pick up the garbage at your place; Have you seen his bedroom?

The point that i am trying to make is that -- Its important for the have nots to remain like that in order for the haves to have everything as they want. Have you ever wondered, why it is easier for people in India to afford maids, cleaners as compared to people in say US or any european country. The basic reason is that there are so many people in India willing to work for lesser wages, doing menial jobs, as compared to other countries.

Imagine a situation, where everybody earns more than enough money, doing what they really want to do(right now, am ignoring the education aspect altogether); do you think we will ever find people who would be willing to come over to OUR place, wash OUR dirty dishes, clothes, and clean up OUR place? Well i dont think so

Therefore, next time you comment on how badly your maid servant lives or how shabbily your cleaner dresses, think about how important their current situation is for you?

Little surprises ...

Its a big wonder, how little things means so much in our lives. Imagine me just sitting at my desk at work, trying to figure what the hell I am going to do next; and then one of my friends calls up, and asks me if i can drop him to the airport. "OKAAY, Lets go"

One hour out of office, and driving a better car than mine, i felt so great about life. I got to see those parts of the town, which i have never seen in day time. Even a parking ticket, a close call with a learning driver, still could not dampen my spirits.

I loved reaching home early, watching TV, surfing and doing something that iI was not supposed to do, when i got up in the morning.

I loved it... Wont you?