Polls, blog meet, theatre and bad technology...
It has been a poverty of sorts this blogging season. Just two posts, some screwed up page design (which I've since fixed) and of course the holidaying muse. Such a pity, because it's not as if life has been dull or uneventful.
On the contrary, in fact, with the elections providing great entertainment.
As they do every single time. I look at the whole thing as a circus that's tented in town for a really long while. The similarities are obvious: they have the jokers, the trapeze artists, the gymnasts, the fire-eaters, the animals and the ringmaster (election commission?) swishing his whip around ever so often. If only, if only it were not so crucial that we elect sensible agents of power, it would be simply hilarious; we'd just be able to kick our chairs back and laugh to our hearts content. Indeed, it is such a pity.
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I actually made it to another bloggers' meet, despite my rather maddenning schedule. I'd played hookey so many times to feel guilty enough to attend this one, convened jointly by Hari and Ravi. There were meant to be more, but we landed up be a rather comfortable foursome, with Princess Pavithra bringing up the tail. Now, she SO looks like a friend of mine from college that I wondered for several moments if she was indeed what she said she was! :) But, boy, it was fun with lovely aloo bondas at Woodlands Drive-in.
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As was Tim Supple's MiDsummer Night's Dream (no aloo bondas in this one, but a rather dainty hand-fan). The Indo-Sri Lanka production, which used at least six languages, much acrobatics and some good music was quite an entertainer too. It put the purists off completely, and predictably too, but as I am inclined, these days, towards an appreciation of experiments with form in art, I was definitely pleased.
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It has been a completely bad technology month for me. Blogspot was just one bad egg in the basket. A newly purchased second hand computer and a brand new UPS are giving me problems. Mercifully May is just a day away and it might be different. Hotter, yes, but also better luck? Eh?