Entrance and Exit

It is definitely interesting when life coughs up strange situations which one cannot just ignore. What about the entrance and exits in our public vehicles, cinema halls, schools and universities.? Well there is a code of conduct, a silent unwritten one, a convention that just aims at order and decency.

What if one enters through the exit and exits through the entrance. Well if it happens in major international airports it can shut down the entire airport for a good three hours, throw all private pride into disarray and even prompt customers to sue the airlines and the airport for their inconvenience. So the entrance and the exit does become a big deal.

What if the young lady exits through the wrong door and the gentleman tries to enter through the same door.? Could be hilarious when both of them says it is their right to enter or exit. Add the notorious Roman 'scioperos' to it and you feel to sympathise with everyone who does not pay attention to the exit and entrance doors. The morning rush hours with the metro shutdown; well,  it is panic written  all over the city. With traffic snarls hitting every inch of the city no one seems to pay attention to the intricacies of  metro-citizen behaviour codes  It is now all about squeezing in without uttering a word, or standing on half a leg without brushing a 'signora' who can be quite a handful if she can't find her own 'private space' in the  and push pull. The young lady who exits just wants to exit, but has scant respect for the door which happens to be the entry door. The gentleman who struggles in, does not have the patience to let her get down. Both just fight for a wee moment for their rights, with a typical Roman shoulder shrug.An audible 'buh' escapes from somebody's lips. Nobody seems to cede the right to the other, but is extravagantly aware of their rights. But this is all in passing. Nobody has time to deliberate on these things, when one has to be watchful of a hundred things while travelling on the bus, without doubt, not to robbed of your valuables.

But are these doors this important.? Pricky drivers have always been joy killers when they just refuse to open the wrong doors. But a shout from the passenger can do the trick. The system in itself has a noble end. However the same holds no good when the bus is bulging on its seems. So where do you draw the line? Who is right? The young girl who exits through the wrong door or the gentleman who does not wait for the girl to get down as it is his 'rightful' door. Interesting....

The Politics of Selection

Hi I am back. Not with a bang. The other blog which I used to scribble is lost in the binaries of the magical  key 'delete'.  This one however was neglected on the sidelines. Call it writer's block!!! For whom am I writing?  Who is listening is not very important. Today I feel compelled to write. For two reasons, first my mind has been simmering with unrest, second I watched  the movie Julie and Julia. Both have urged me to take my pen back. This time around it is the agitation surrounding elections. How do people get elected to don the mitre, by consensus or will of God. Oh God! This is a perennial subject, the absence of God or the will of God. The subject the saints have not comprehended, the subject that still plagues the world. When Haiti was devastated, somebody send all the pictures with the caption, 'the silence of God' to which my friend disagreed, suggesting ' the tears of God'. Whatever, I was confronted by the same issue.

 Why do you write blogs if nobody is going to read it. The internet is providing suicide sites for blogs and chat (Times,http://www.time.com/time/business/article/0,8599,1954631,00.html#ixzz06WmhWca) sites, so that with a single click all your social networking tools are sent to oblivion, never to resurrect again. Ok that is fine... Blogging has become the in thing, " User Generated Content". People are also escaping it, some are making a fortune out of it. Julie and Julia captures attention in many levels, but it just caught my attention as my blog had been hibernated for a while, a long while. This time it has been given another life line.  why?.... motivational problems.!!!!!!

Well, give justice to your caption. How do bishops do get elected ?. Forget the process, but is it a human process or a divine process. Hard to believe, when seemingly wrong people get elected to the posts of fullness of priesthood. Perhaps to see the wisdom of God is not easy and human. But the wisdom of man is also a guide to the wisdom of God or is it vice versa?. Start thinking man... this is not the end of the world, but it does not augur well for those who find all the politics surrounding elections stifling. Maybe you are resigned, not to mouth your voice for fear of reprisal, of being unpopular, of being tagged as a '...' Whatever, this is going to be a good omen for me. Nonetheless the opinion, the issue, my keyboard has to be punched in every day, right now a joy or a necessity to fill in the vacant spaces of my mind to express myself, eventhough blogging would be labelled as one page to scribble whatever crosses your mind. Wow, try it day in a day out. It is never too late to write.