The glorious morning welcomes you
with cloudy sky and clear conscience. Somnolent leaves get stirred with jealous
thrusts of mighty winds, and infuse freshness in the broad canvas of life. You
get hold of your newspaper with a pregnant poise and open the first leaf in the
expectation of some nice stuff that holds some importance to you in your life.
Alas, most of the times, the front page is abuzz with diurnal activities of
self-worshipping leaders. Sigh! You keep on turning page after page; a nice
coverage of the ‘should-be’ pulchritudinous foreign policy; a peep in the
personal life of the tinsel town’s most written about kid; the discovery of yet
another genomic sequence responsible for obesity or Alzheimer’s disease or
Kleptomania; the over decorated coverage of a trivial achievement of a
political party; the insider’s version of how far the petrol prices can soar
till the mass-anxiety of apocalypse sees a slow death; the fanciful photos of
western damsels with over-glorification of their achievements that have little
to do with infant mortality rate, or
with avoidable maternal mortality rate of our country.
Expecting a better dose from TV
can make you pluck that last bunch of friable hair from your scalp; reporters
regurgitate anything to capture eyeballs, little aware of the fact that brain
is the higher learning centre and not the eyes. Some channel would show a
grotesque, and at times, biased analysis of your celestial existence and birth
charts. Some channel would report events that clearly favor a section of
political parties; some channel would be telecasting heated debate over 3rd
ball of 5th over of a league match of IPL; some channel would be
infusing wisdom that if you don’t purchase that aluminum wallet, your brain has
possibly atrophied beyond permissible limits. Such is the glory of every
morning; the saga of breaking news sometimes is powerful enough to disjoint our
day before it starts. I submit no complains, as there are takers for every
little fictitious news, everywhere. Are you also seeing the numb reporter
painstakingly trying to make sense about the high-than-normal possibility of ‘tomato
flu’ in your neighborhood?
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