Why are we so used to FB?

Why are we so used to FB? As if it were a habit. Obsessed, are we? What does FB give us? Well the site explains itself as “helps you connect and share with the people in your life”. Well, if that be it, then our good old post office, courier service, phone, mobile, chat, BBM, WhatsApp and so many of them in the past and present potentially do the same. BBM is an obsession with some I know but FB is different. What makes it so?

We can share pics, videos, articles, thoughts… we can poke too. But is that it? Whats so fascinating about that? It can broadcast as opposed to ‘send’. Well yes, but then… anyways is it just FB or any social networking site that we don’t take too much time hooking to.

At one level FB is a pure entertainment medium. Just like TV, for example. It keeps us glued to it. Just like we put TV on when we walk into our homes, we open FB when we log on to our work stations. Many of us are constantly on with it on our mobiles.
There are two things at play. When we do something people we know see it. They comment. We see their comments and comment again. They like our status and we like that. We add pics and people say ‘Wow! looking good’. Got a promotion and people ‘like’ it. Feeling low and people ‘like’ it too. Whatever we do, there is someone responding. After a long time we are being heard. Noticed.

Humans, unlike animals, have always liked attention. And since these are people we know and are our friends, they are generally kind and notice us positively. Humans like that even more. After long we have got hold of something that helps us project ourselves in a way people notice. People who matter.

The other human trait that is working here is the need for conversations and at times, gossips. FB gives that to us. The fodder to make conversations. Look…what he said. See what she is wearing. Let me see what he is up to these days. It creates conversations. It helps us know what is going on in peoples’ lives. Marry the two – need to be noticed and to know what is going on people’s lives - and you have a lethal combination.

I believe that apart from all the features that the app or similar sns apps offer, the real reason behind its success or for that matter our obsession, is these two latent human needs. Think about it.

Technology

This was my birthday month. For a person who forgets most people’s birthdays, I got close to 50 people wishing me besides family members. This was high. For me. Though I have not counted how many people wished me in the earlier years, I am certain it was never as high as 50!

There was one difference this year vs. the previous years. Last year I was not on FB. More than half of all those who wished me did that on FB. A good part of the rest did it via SMS. Few called. Many who used to call earlier sent an SMS or wished on FB.

Do you feel the same? Do this exercise on your next birthday and let me know. I would reckon your results may not be very different than mine. Your overall wishes will go up but there would be fewer calls.

Which brings me to a question, “Is technology bringing us closer or making us elusive!?”

Rule of Thumb

I was recently wondering what role each finger plays in our lives. The little finger is used when we need a bio break, men look at the good looking parts of a good looking women and then straight go the ring finger to see if she is engaged. The middle finger is used to showcase or perform different emotions depending on who are you with. Index finger is used to scold a child and the thumb used for thumps up or down.

All fingers get some role to play individually. But in recent years, the proverb ‘rule of thumb’ has taken a quite literal meaning. For more than half of the world, that use a mobile phone and especially for the 50 million people that use Blackberry or a similar device worldwide, the thumb is the most critical finger. If it were not for the thumb these devices, including its users, will be half as productive. Try using a BB or a similar device that uses a QWERTY keyboard without your thumbs.

Now since all of us will continue to use such devices and more such as tablets, pods and god knows what that will keep coming, popularity of thumb will continue to grow.

I am not sure, however, if is was created for such intensive usage.

Maharashtra and Mumbai

We visited Dandeli recently, a reserve forest nestled between Goa and Karnataka. Since we did not have any train bookings – we did something that we have never done in India before– we took a road trip.

Taking the Mumbai-Pune Expressway on a pleasant monsoon morning was great. We stopped off a field by the expressway and watched the birds that seemed too busy early in the morning, chirping and restless, moving about what seemed purposeless, reminiscent of Mumbaikars. A mule grazed nearby oblivious to our existence.

As we moved on, we were first irritated by the Pune-Bangalore bypass traffic snarls and later by the several toll plazas. The road was not very bad except for a few ditches and some big pot holes. Don't take me very seriously here since we Mumbaikars are magnanimous when judging roads. After we crossed Maharashtra and entered Karnataka, we were pleasantly surprised by fewer toll plazas, beautiful road and significantly less toll. Here are some quick statistics:
• For 400 kilometers in Maharashtra we paid tolls exceeding Rs.350 and for 110 kilometres of the Karnataka stretch, we paid Rs.40
• The Karnataka stretch of NH-4 was in significantly better shape as opposed to the Maharashtra stretch and comparable to Mumbai-Pune Expressway.
• The Karnataka stretch was however far prettier than the Mumbai-Pune expressway with flowers planted on the divide and public toilets every few kilometres.

What does it tell us about Maharashtra? Take Mumbai for example. While Maharashtra is proud of Mumbai, it has done very little for the city after it became part of the state in 1960. Smart, ambitious and talented people have been attracted to the city making it one of those places where everyone gets a chance to realize his dream. This has led to tremendous amount of wealth in this city attracting the Maharashtrian politicians as well. They have used this city as a brothel and picked up their choicest whores as they pleased– be it the BCCI, BMC or Bollywood. Or be it real estate, underworld or unions. Most politicians have their ‘favorite’. Or else why would India’s richest city probably be the most corrupt? Consider this…

• RTO starts a ‘drive’ on faulty meters. Good but the poor fellas had no political back-up. The auto rickshaws go on strike. So it’s like you and I going on strike as we were caught drinking and driving. Shiv Sena and MNS, self appointed bastions of Marathi manoos, threat the auto rickshaws – a good two weeks after the agitation started. They bang down a rick or two – and you can make out it’s clearly for photo opp. Next day you hear that the fares are hiked. Commuters keep wondering what they got for those fare hikes. Were faulty meters better instead?
• Mumbai is the only city in India that I know off that charges its residents and visitors Rs.30 per car when you want to go in or out of the city. I could never figure this one out.
• I am told that Sharad Pawar is the richest man of the world.
• I am also told that the recent spat between Seven Hills Hospitals and the BMC is a result of the hospital authorities refusing to pay bribe to a BMC senior official. And here is the funny part. They argued that they had already paid huge sums of money to a leading political party that controls BMC.
• The Maharahstra politicians are taking Saudi’s Mutawas (Moral Police) very seriously. They shut down dance bars which by the way resulted in increased prostitution. The recent one is that state excise taxes on alcohol in Maharashtra are so high, that alcohol is dearer by at least 30% when compared to rest of India.
• As a contrast, Mumbai is also probably the only city where you can travel from Andheri to Churchgate (35 kilometers) paying just Rs.8. And this is because railways comes under central and not state government.

Thank you so much for that.

The parade

Sometimes we do things without really having a complete understanding of it. We go with the flow cause we just want to do it. Though I am usually more on the cautious side, yesterday was one such experience for me.

I was at NM college capturing the Umang youth fest and around 8 o’clock a large parade crossed the college. There were about 10000 people walking peacefully with candles and mashals in hand shouting interesting slogans. There was also a large crowd outside the NM college trying to get entry to the fest. The paraders wanted this crowd to join but of course the crowd, mostly teens, wanted to be at the fest. I could sense that the crowd was supportive as they joined them in the slogans…or they were just being youth.

I didn’t know much about the Lokpal bill other than the fact that if the bill is passed it may help us reduce, if not eradicate, corruption. The fact that the government is trying so hard not to get it passed in the form proposed by Anna and Kejriwal perhaps suggests that there may be some merit to it. Also, you don’t see any major political support for this activism, apart from the usual rhetoric of BJP. Perhaps it has those claws that every political party is wary of.
With little thought I joined the parade. I did not know any paraders and this was the first time I was on road on a parade. I was shouting slogans, keeping the paraders on one side of the road and letting vehicles pass, lighting candles and simply walking with them.

We walked till Juhu beach where there was a larger crowd. People were singing songs, playing drums, shouting more slogans….it was an eclectic atmosphere.

The best part of this parade was that it was non-political and had all sections from the society, especially a lot of SEC As participating. In a long time this thick skinned upper crust (people like me) has joined a campaign on the roads after debating and criticizing government and corruption in their living rooms and social gatherings for years.

In this sense, this movement is unique.

P.S: The wiki site has all info that you may want to know about this bill.

Even words have a fashion quotient!

I thought of writing this piece while reading this brilliant book Bound Together by Nayan Chanda. In his book Nayan writes that the word ‘globalization’ was introduced in the Webster’s dictionary only in 1961 and was first used in 1979. And it was not until the nineties that its usage gained popularity. The word was at its peak in 2001.This made me wonder if words, like clothes, were fashionable.

In the last few years, I have come across a few words which I liked immediately. Blame my vocabulary for not knowing them before (until you accept my argument) and now I hear and read about them, more often than I would like to.

Think about the word cliché. I heard this word for the first time about 7-8 years ago. I was immediately attracted to it. Everything about it was so sexy. The way it sounds. The way it is written with that diphthong. Its complexity. Now given the fact that clichés are best avoided, the word cliché is itself become clichéd.

Another word that comes to my mind is judgmental, “Don’t be judgmental”, or when someone says, “I am not judgmental.” It sounded heavy and profound and I was immediately drawn towards it. I wanted to know what the fuck did being judgmental mean anyway. And why did people not want to be judgmental? If this drift continued then what would happen to justice in our country? No one would ever want to judge since no one wanted to be judgmental and the resultant crisis will be that justice will not be served which means it will be denied. You still with me?

When I understood what being judgmental meant, I immediately thought of Pammi aunty. She was so judgmental. And also my boss who was always judgemental, especially towards me! And what about my wife? And then it stuck. What was I doing anyways deliberating on who was judgmental?

So tell me now. Do you concur that you have heard words such as judgmental and cliché more in the last five years as opposed to the previous five?

How about compatible? “I don’t think we are compatible.” I am not sure if couples are separating more now-a-days because this word is getting used more often than necessary or because of compatibility. See?

Can you think of more?



P.S: OK, OK - I had promised to write one piece every month. And today is 31st!

What does Cricket World cup win mean for other sports aspirants in India?

The cricket world cup win saw smiles on almost every Indian I suppose. It also saw tons of gallons of beers being consumed, state governments spending taxpayers money in gifting houses and cash to the already endorsement rich players and the prime minister flirting with the idea of starting bilateral cricket with our friendly neighbour.

I kept wondering what it meant to Dipu, a football player of a local club in Bengal, or Gurjeet, a hockey aspirant in Amritsar. I am sure they were happy too. I am however unsure about their future.

A world cup victory (and the frenzy that followed) reinforces the fact that as a nation we were, are and will continue to be crazy about cricket. All the brands that put in money for their spots got handsome returns on reach and GRPs. They would in all probability continue to sleep with this sport for some more time to come. All the cricketing clubs would see a spurt in admissions of young cricket aspirants. Famous cricketers will open cricket academies where children will be taught how to hold a bat. Young businessmen would probably now get an approval for their venture to open yet another sports channel named India cricket. Parents of amateur cricketers will see Yuvi’s mom and Pathan’s dad in them and hope that their ward would one day lift the world cup trophy for the nation. The aspirants and their parents are unlikely to divorce cricket anytime soon.

This also means that brands that set aside money for sports branding may put more on cricket. Those who missed out on the world cup bus would like to get on the IPL wagon. This also means that aspiring youths who want to pursue a career in sports which is not cricket should seriously think if their sport will ever win a major tournament in their lifetime. But if we continue tom toming cricket, how will they get the funding and more importantly the encouragement to pursue? Isn’t it not a chicken and a egg situation? Do they shove their aspirations?

An IPL match is seen by 30000 people on an average in a stadium. In March this year there was a football tournament in Kolkata wherein nine premiere Indian football clubs and one Chinese club participated. A good match had on-ground numbers similar to IPL. On equating everything else, sponsors paid a fifth of what they would have paid if it were cricket. Whereas governments have gifted houses and cash to world cup winning cricketers, has someone checked what medalists at Asian games and Olympics get?

My question to those who put their money and time on supporting cricket is, “If you could wait for 28 years to get back the cup, don’t other sports deserve a chance?”

Else Gurjeet and Dipu’s aspirations will die.

Kila Raipur, you should be there

Last weekend was one of those rare ones when I was working but not complaining. I was attending a sporting event near Ludhiana at a place called Kila Raipur (www.ruralolympics.com).

I knew it was going to be fun as I like visiting rural areas, meeting people and idea of rural sports is exciting anyway. But what I experienced was entirely magical. If you think IPL is a show with a blend of tamasha and sports, I would encourage you to visit Kila Raipur next year. I bet that IPL people can pick a couple of leafs from the 75 year old Kila Raipur games to know how to entertain people amidst serious sports.

Let me first talk about Be-lack-Berry. Not the phone but one of the contenders of the dog race! This dog was flown in from Caneda. There were other dogs also flown in from different countries as this belt has a lot of NRIs who not only contribute financially to the event, but also participate in it along with their rural cousins. Kila Raipur acknowledges no state and country boundaries. Anyone from anywhere can participate. I don’t know if our client BlackBerry would have been happy to be sharing its brand name to that of a dog, but I was amused each time they mentioned him (in that typical Punjabi tone). And Be-lack-Berry did well too. It lost to Boomer in the finals(yet another brand, but not my client!).

The bullock cart races were quite entertaining. Everything on the ground had to stop to accommodate the bullock cart race. Four carts went in each round and there were a couple of dozen entries. The bulls were quite bullish about their way even when they were trotting on the ground trying to bully mere mortals like us. The distance to be covered was close to 250 meters. The officials at the starting and finish line had to wave a red flag or a white flag depending on their side of readiness to start the race. Sometimes the bulls refused to be tied to the cart but most of the times it was the crowd that did not clear the ground – not enough to start the race. This amidst the commentator continuing to cajole, persuade, scream and make announcements requesting people to clear way but most were lost in their own thoughts discussing the next game, or ogling at animals or rare human species capable of performing distinguishable feats – all present here on the ground. But once the race started, the entire crowd would roar – very much like the horse race. The only difference being that there were no favorites – one would hardly know who is contesting unless he was his friend or neighbour. But the crowd would be excited as hell. Each round would last about 30 seconds during which more than 25000 people were on their feet cheering!

Another intriguing sport was the circular kabaddi (played in Punjab and Haryana). Though I was not impressed by its form initially, toward the end, I had to appreciate the strength and vigor of the players – almost all of whom had bruises, sprains, cuts etc after going through grueling rounds before reaching the finals. Locals were watching this one closely cheering their favorites.

During the third day, suddenly some people in tractors decided that they wanted to race. And as easily as that, they got their permissions. But the trick was that they had to start right after the bullock cart race while the ground was still clear. And they did just that. Just while the cheering was dying down from the bullock cart race, the tractors thunderous ignition drew immediate attention. And wow, I didn’t realize the tractors could move so fast!

While regular sports were going on in the center of the ground, some people were displaying their acts at the seams. Someone could lift a 100Kg sack on his back and then had his son sit on it. The khalsas rode two horses by keeping a leg each on each of them. Motorcyclists from army did a show, an eight year old rode a bullet while his father sat one sided reading newspaper! Camels and horses danced to the tunes of drums. A tricycle race for handicapped was organised with just two participants. Everything that was out of ordinary was okay to be showcased here.
If someone walked in, he would see chaos. There was no restriction on entering the ground. Anyone with any kind of camera was permitted. Those without sat on the stadiums. People moved into the kabaddi rings, photographers into the racing tracks and not every sport was conducted with absolute precision. But once you linger around, you would notice that there was some method to the madness. In spite of all the chaos, things started and ended on time. Just as Olympics, there were two, sometimes three sports going on simultaneously on the ground. The primary commentator controlled the timetable with the help of other commentators on ground.
In a way, I was impressed as close to 1000 sportsperson participated in a couple of dozen sports and it all went in smoothly. In spite of combat sports and rural placing, the participants played in true spirit.

The five elements that talk about the spirit of Olympics are Friendship, Fairplay, Peace, Glory and Honour. Kila Raipur represents all of these. It is one event I would urge every travel freak to attend, at least once. And moreover, once the games are over, enjoy the warmth of people, the colours they adorn, the weather perfect (first week of February) and the food... Sometimes work can be fun.