The India that isn't...........

The typical Indian software guy lives in his own mind. He mostly interacts with managers and clients abroad. Eats Pizzas and Italian food as a delicacy, wishes he could holiday in Hawai, follows the English Premier League religiously. He considers buying a flat in a gated community, negotiates the bank loan for a car and considers which SLR camera is the best. He generally curses the traffic but loves to jump signals.

He is the son of a government employee and takes pride that he earns more in his first job than his father does at the fag end of a long career. When a bomb goes off in Bangalore, he makes demented jokes like, "Wonder when it will go off in Pune" or "I just got bombed by my manager too, look at the amount of work I have". He lives in a bubble where the most important thing is your bug-fix.

After all he is Indian only for a sense of identity and religion. Withdraws as much as one can from the reality that is India. For him politicians of all types are venal and corrupt, democracy and governments are a sham. Until something happens to him, tragedies like bomb blasts and terrorism are parts of a packaged entertainment. Such things happen to others but never to himself.

His dreams have been doctored and India is alien to him.

Home of the Blues

Just around the corner there's heartache........
Down the street that losers use...............
If you can wade in through the teardrops................
You'll find me at the Home of the Blues....................


Johnny Cash sums up my mood and that of the nation.