Peer Pressure.

Welcome to the Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where twelve of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Ashok. The eleven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Conrad, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Magpie, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Rohit and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!

I sure hope that Ashok made a typo. I qualify to be an errorist.

I never had nor do I now have, peer pressure. I have always had and continue to have peer pleasure.

My peers introduced me to all the good things of life. Smoking, drinking, good eating, gambling, sports, music, dance, reading, writing, spirituality, cooking, partying and so on and so forth. It was all peer pleasure all the way.

Just look at it now. My peers on and offline share their experience, strength and hopes with me about their own trysts with hip and/or knee replacement, recovery, gadgets and so on. I can assure you that it is all peer pleasure. They have great hearts and want to share their joy of post surgery living experiences with me and give me hope and cheer me up. Other peers just simply remind me of all the good things in store for me post my house arrest and in the mean time come over or call me up and cheer me up.

I derive great pleasure from my peers. None of them try to pressurise me into doing anything. It is total bliss.

On the other hand, I suppose modern peer pressure and the media’s idea of beauty, has its advantages as well. The physician son of a very dear friend of mine recently announced that he is going back to medical school/internship to eventually become a plastic surgeon. His logic is simple. It is a field that offers maximum returns on the investment made in learning. I am not surprised.

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Stand-Up Passenger.

We have all heard of stand-up comedians. In fact, what will we do without them? There is also a stand-up philosopher, Tim Freke. I like Tim Freke. We share a spiritual mentor.

Now comes something that had to happen. We now have a stand up passenger in an airplane.

You don’t believe me? Have a good laugh after you read this.

I also take you to my post I aint flying no more which was music to my friend Chuck’s ears. In separate correspondence, he too admitted that he can over flow airplane seats. I wonder if that is the real reason for his aversion to flying.

And I love the cartoon that accompanied the news story in our local Times Of India.

What Do You Do?

I am sure that my readers will identify with me when I relate my reaction to this very common but annoying question “What do you do?” when one meets strangers for the first time.

I have, the past few years, been replying that I am a retired Hippy but have never really been very comfortable with that answer as, most people do not understand what that implies.

I have now found the perfect answer. “I play with myself.”

I am sure that this should give some food for thought to the enquirers and I am prepared to send them the this illustration to describe quite what I mean.

I bet that you thought something else!

We Are No Less.

I often get bulk emails enclosing photographs of sign boards in English that are to say outlandish. These are usually taken by tourists in China, Japan and other non English speaking countries.

India by and large is a non English speaking country but there is a sizable population, primarily urban and semi urban that uses English as the first language and almost every where, one will find sign boards in English apart from the mandatory local language ones.

My friend Anil has just sent me a photograph of a grand sign board that should cheer my blogger friend Big John no end. Big John, this was taken in the Punjab, on the Indian side. You naturally will not find this across the border.

Interesting Times.


“May you live in interesting times.”

I did not know that this phrase is actually a curse. Apparently, it means something different that what it literally suggests. I believe that the real meaning is “May you experience much disorder and trouble in your life.”

I would have used it to suggest that one should not live in painful or joyful lives which would imply being judgmental.

What do you think?