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What's in Vogue, and what's not

In vogue
Some people haven’t the faintest clue as to how they should go around making opulent style statements. Especially, if done with an inordinate amount of insensitivity and tastelessness. Worse still, if they have the nerve to defend it as callously. So when Vogue India carried a 16-page photo shoot of decidedly-not-rich people strutting $10,000 Hermès Birkin bags, $5,000 Burberry umbrellas, or $100 Fendi bibs, the magazine was asking for some censure. This came in the form of three articles – in the New York Times, the Telegraph, and the Independent. The thread was duly picked up by a number of blogs. And now the story is all over town. And as to why none of the Indian news media establishments reacted to the Vogue India shoot, your guess would be as good as mine. Continue reading

Inadequate news coverage of environmental/wildlife issues

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This is a subject so oft-debated in our circles that it is beginning to lose its significance. The basic factors responsible for the virtual non-existence of environmental/wildlife issues in the news media are the same today as they were some years back. Recycling the same issues again would do nothing more than fill up space for Green Voice. It is time to take things further, to develop a strategy, and work on – not towards – it. The fight for news-space is not a battle, it is a game. It is a ruthless mind game. What we keep forgetting is that it is not we who set the rules for this game. We indulge in too much rhetoric and create a ballyhoo about ethics and all that. Who cares? Trust me on this one – no one does; for if they did, things would have been different. If we are to play this game, then we have to do so by the rules that are not to our advantage. Continue reading
 

Eternal love

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If you look at the photograph, you will know why I wasn't able to resist from putting this up on my blog. This photo provided by the Archaeological Society SAP in Mantua, northern Italy, on Wednesday, February 7, 2007 shows a pair of human skeletons found Monday February 6 at a construction site outside Mantua. Archaeologists unearthed the skeletons, believed to be a man and a woman, from the Neolithic period, buried between 5000 to 6000 years ago. It could be humanity's oldest story of doomed love. (AP Photo/Archaeological Society SAP, ho) I surely wouldn't have known what Eternal Embrace would have meant. Till I saw this. I am going to remember this one. And so should you.
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The A to Jed of the Bengali Alphabet

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Being a Bong, I love jokes about Bongs. This one came as a forwarder a day back. Sometimes I love being spammed. Read on... The A to Jed of the Bengali Alphabet From a poor benighted Kolkatan soul ... A is for Apish(Office). This is where the average Kolkakattan goes and spends a day hard(ly) at work. If he is in the Government he will arrive at 10, wipe his forehead till 11, have a tea break at 12, throw around a few files at 12.30, break for lunch at 1, smoke an unfiltered cigarette at 2, break for tea at 3, sleep sitting down at 4 and go home at 5. It's a hard life! B is for Bhision. For some reason most of the Bengalis don't have good bhision. In fact in Kolkata most people are wearing spectacles all the time. The effects of this show in the city.
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Bangla 'kobita'

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We Bongs are Anglophiles. We laab Ingreji. And we laab kobita. Someone forwarded this to me. And I must share this with you too. Through the jongole I am whent On shooting Tiger I am bent Bashtaard Tiger has eaten wife No doubt I will avhenge poor darling's life Too much quiet, snakes and leeches But I not fear these sans of beeches Hearing loud noise I am jumping with start But noise is coming from damn fool's heart Taking care not to be fright I am clutching rifle tight with eye to sight Should Tiger come I will shoot and fall him down Then like hero return to native town Then through trees I am espying one cave I am telling self - "Bholanath be brave" I am now proceeding with too much care From far I smell this Tiger's lair My leg shaking, sweat coming, I start to pray I think I will shoot Tiger some other day Turning round I am going to flee But Tiger giving bloody roar spotting this Bangalee
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