Have decided to take a notepad to work, so I can jot down thougths, rants and miscellaneous stuff. Had a whole rant going on about snobs, the various kinds of snobs I have come across in my life, ranging from girls who considered it was beneath them to talk their mother tongue lest people think they were not 'cool' to guys who thought they were special bcos they listened to Kurt Cobain or Metallica, to guys who thought they were the true Tamilians because they listened to nothing but Tamil songs and watched nothing but the most awful Tamil movies.

Let me start with girls who did not speak Tamil, even though it happened to be their mother tongue, the language they happened to speak at home. I believe the point of language was communication, not making a statement on how cool you were or how good your accent was. Silly me !

Getting back to our snobbish girls,this is how it worked. There always was a clique of girls which thought it was cool to speak English and thought it even cooler to exhibit the fact that they were reading the latest Sidney Sheldon. For reasons beyond me, the latest novel these people were reading would never be inside a bag. It would be stuck to their hands where everyone could see it.  The funniest thing about this clique was how clueless they were about a thing called grammar and how much their language sucked.

Normally one did not have to notice this farce or even come close to it. But when Harry Potter was released in India, these morons had to take it upon themselves to let everyone know that they were reading Potter and how this made them 'cool'.  English classes were the most fun as this clique was invariably shown up by an English teacher who had great expectations of them. People like me a and a few kindred souls had the hapiest times of our lives, making sure we were at our juvenile best making fun with exaggerated laughter creating a moment they would not forget. I cannot believe I derived pleasure from such a silly thing, feels absolutely juvenile to me especially given the fact that I did stuff like this even when I was 21.  This was in Sathyabama, when I had mega fun watching the sorry antics of Aarthi, Swapna and company. These kind of snobs inspire just pity nowadays not an urge to make fun of them, making me believe that maybe I have grown up a little.

More on the other snobs later, especially the faith based ones later.

On the notepad, I think I stand a better chance of putting my thoughts to words when I am physically writing them down. Need I add that my spelling is only going to improve. I cannot wait to get started. Back to writing, the way it was when I was in India.

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