The Yellow Moonjis

19-Sep-82 11:44 Scott E Fahlman 

From: Scott E Fahlman <Fahlman at Cmu-20c>
I propose that the following character sequence for joke markers: : -)Read it sideways.
Actually, it is probably more economical to mark things that are NOT jokes, given current trends. For this, use :-(

*curtain raises* *claps* Ladies and Gentlemen… Introducing the most important conversation fillers of the future…SMILEYS   *fireworks* *drumroll*

Thus came the Yellow Moonjis (tamil word meaning faces) and also got its cousins red, pink, black, green moonjis to sit in the chat windows 

Initially, say two years back we used to have just  ,  and a very few others. People hardly used it and found it kiddish.With instant messengers like watsapp, hike entering the ‘virtual era’ , the variety of smileys multiplied.  Two years back when you send a reply ‘Fine‘, you wouldn’t have expected your friend to text back asking ‘what’s wrong?’. When you are actually fine, people expect you to reply ‘ Fine  ‘

Hello Everybody   

Hello Everybody!

The difference is obvious. The first hello gives you a feel (I assume) that am smiling broad while greeting. But the second ‘hello’ seems formal with a straight face. The three little yellow moonjis can make a whole lot of difference in the sentence. Off-late these smileys have become an integral part of the conversation.

These smilies can come handy as conversation fillers. If am at loss of words and don’t have anything to reply, smiley comes as my Aabath pandava (saviour during crisis) . I happily send a smiley. Done! I have replied, at the same time I haven’t replied (in the true sense). My friend happy, am happy… Both smile(for different reasons) seeing the smiley 

Smileys depict our mood to the reader. They can get the actual modulation of what we are trying to say. For example, if my friend is late and we end up waiting for her we send her a message “Where are you?” She replies saying “On the way“. When I send “Where are you?”    She replies ” Coming Coming… Sorry yaar… struck in the traffic  Will be there in 15 min  ” Our emotions are easily conveyed through these emoticons. It brings life to the otherwise ‘just’ sentences.

These Yellow (now available in different colours in selected Apps  ) Moonjis can actually save you from situations that could have turned sour. In a fit of anger I send a text,
“You are such a dumb idiot“.
After I press send I repent sending, it… Tadaaa! Idea *replace bulb above my head while reading*
Insert smiley-> *tongue out* -> send.
Message was conveyed plus it didn’t hurt as I sent a  denoting lighter sense. Same happens when somebody forwards a dumb joke and still we’ll have to pretend to be courteous.. Reply : Lol 
Indeed an Aabath Pandava 

Initially, these smileys were considered a girl thing and it’s too girly girly to uses these Yellow Moonjis. May be as guys don’t express much  Atleast I had that thought till I found my cousin, my friends (guys) use smileys even when they converse with a guy. The chat window had smileys and I had  yellow moonji pop up from my head when I saw that. Now it’s not a girl thing 

At times I become too lazy to type long sentences. What do I do? Go to insert smileys , choose the apt one and send it. Over!

Friend: What are you doing?
Me: *yellow moonji with headchords* (implying listening to music)
Friend: *thumbsup*
Friend: *rain*
Me: *lightning* *rain* (implies heavy rain)
Friend: *Hot food* (implies bhajji) and *coffee* *super*
Me: ++ *music*
Friend: *angel* (implying ‘Feels like heaven’- #PJ Alert: I send out an overcoat smiley for this instead… Raymond… Ok Ok… No tomatoes please )

In the above case,actual conversation is happening with minimal words. The other day when I was having one such conversations, my sarcastic brain pulled out the image from the history book and showed it to me  It was the image of the caves of early age where conversation happened only through drawings  Are we getting back to that ? 

These can sometimes turn into a blooper. There was a sentence that my friend typed that had words like 402(g) and 401(k). On pressing the send button, it turned out like this 402 *gifts* and 401 *redlips*. There was complete silence from both the ends. She again sent the sentence without the brackets and got a reply. In a formal environment at times such replacement make you go  but with friends it becomes another incident to tease about 

All said and done, I love these cute yellow moonjis        on my chat windows.

Thank God "It's a boy"

When the baby starts its journey from a dark place hoping to see light, it is greeted by the people to a place where the darkness in the form of ignorance is spread far and wide. The mom waits in desperation to check the baby's fate. She waits for the three words that could make or break her little one's life.
#Scene 1
Result: "It's a boy!"
Jubilation! The new father is greeted by all. Look of pride on the father's face.The new mom heaves a sigh of relief!

#Scene 2
Result: "It's a girl!"
The new mother is abused for her inability to give birth to a male heir. The baby is taken away without even a second look.The newborn girl is made to bid farewell within few minutes of her arrival and is sent back to the permanent darkness from where she came.

When a girl is born she is seen as the curse to the family as the family feels a girl is a burden. She is seen as an 'unavoidable expenditure'. Thanks to the dowry system (though we boast that it's completely eradicated). She is seen as a harmful piece of flesh that can bring miseries to the family as it develops. She is considered as a black mark. If at all the girl survives this ordeal, the society continues to see her as a piece of flesh, torments her and makes her feel insecure every moment . Her tears are ridiculed and her feelings are massacred.

The three most deadliest words in the world, "It's a girl" ! These three words can make a human turn into a beast. Evan Grae Davis points out the 'gendercide' that's prevalent in India as well as throughout the world and shares the video of a woman from rural Tamil Nadu who admits killing her daughters by strangling to death as soon as they were born. Hearts go heavy when we hear him share few incidents that take place in China and Cambodia.

Can you ever think of the world without girls? The day is not far if this situation continues. As per the video 200 million women are missing in the world due to the 'gendercide'. There is a gender imbalance observed throughout.

We say education and bringing awareness can make the situation better. Even I believed in this till I read this news that a Chief Judicial magistrate of Gurgaon has allegedly murdered his wife. Reason being she couldn't give the Garg's family a son. It's just a speculation, but still even a slightest doubt of this sort on a person who holds a respectable position in the society makes us feel "Are we really civilised?". Link to the news here.

But what do we do? We read this news, scold the society and move on to the next news. There are N number of videos, news articles, campaigns, statistics that are time and again showed but what do we do about it? We appreciate the move, shower many awards, talk about it for a while and then? As it is rightly said in the video "When we say 'Save the Girl Child', whom are we addressing to? " Instead the change can happen only when each one of us turn the mirror and take this owe of saving the girl child. We'll have to be the change that we wish to see in the world.

A girl is a special creation. She has been bestowed with the power to create a life. She goes through all hurdles just to see her loved ones smile. She is an epitome of selfless love, sacrifice and patience. When a girl child is killed, along with her, the share of love, care and affection that the society would have got had she survived is also killed.

I write this post with deep sorrow, regret, agony and rage. While I write this post, somewhere deep down I still hope there will be a change soon.

Link to the video of Evan Grae Davis: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=42i1sIZ-9kQ

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Stick no Bills?

Few days back when I was walking to a nearby shop, I saw a bright white compound wall with bold black words shouting “STICK NO BILLS”. During my return from the shop, I took the same route but I couldn’t trace this bright white compound wall. I looked around to check whether I took the wrong road, only to find a guy at the fag end of the road busy completing the assigned task. Yes! Sticking posters. He neither bothered about what was written nor about the wall getting spoilt. All that mattered to him was to finish sticking all the posters given to him in any possible space that was seen.

A foreigner started taking pics of him and requested him to pose for his Nikon. His joy knew no bounds  He, in fact gave a live demo of how a poster is stuck and the foreigner was happy to learn the art quickly. He too did a big favour and stuck a newly released tamil poster and showed a thumbs-up as a sign of his victory 

Our inclination to stick posters was clearly visible when I found “Happy Birthday Rocky” stuck everywhere along the roads of Adyar and Guindy. Birthday wishes through posters and banners might be common but this was weird. Rocky was a dog  The irony was that an old woman dressed in rags who must have been starving for days together was seen sitting near that “Happy Birthday Rocky” poster. But still, what to do… We (a major section of society) still prefer spending money for printing and sticking birthday wishes for Rocky rather than for feeding the needy.

Another set of posters that irritated me are the small hoardings that are placed on the OMR road depicting disgusting accidents. It makes us feel sick to see that early in the morning… A man who’s head is crushed etc etc… I understand its a measure taken to make people stick to traffic rules to avoid such mishaps. But still, early in the morning, seeing such pics depresses me to the core. So, my friend has a note of all the locations of the posters and ensures that I don’t turn that side   Such posters are uncalled for… As people who break rules will continue to break them in spite of such warnings. It only affects the others who travel by that way especially there are many kids who take that route. I wish something is immediately done about such posters.

There are many accidents that are caused due to these hoardings. There are cases where the hoardings have fallen on the vehicles, hence causing accidents.

Sigh! But why do we actually stick posters? Initially, it was the most popular way of advertising when the exposure to media was less. But now, that’s not the case. Social networking sites, online reviews, forums, print media, TV, etc. give a lot of attention and the publicity is phenomenol. But still we stick posters just for cows to eat them (I learnt not only donkeys but even cows eat paper unlike described in my 2nd class science book).

Its our city, our responsibility. We cannot litter on the road and then complain that my city is unclean. Reforms should start from each one of us. Avoid sticking posters and spread the same to your friends. Lets make our city a better place to live!

A Bit of this and a Bit of that

We go to a chaat shop to honour our rumbling tummies but as soon as we reach there, our taste buds establish its superiority. Choosing sev puri over bhel puri can be a complete injustice towards Bhel puri  We keep looking at the menu…Tadaa! Mixed chaat comes to our rescue… A bit of this and a bit of that! Sev Puri happy, bhel puri happy, tongue happy, tummy happy… Everybody happy 

So why this story… Nothing much.. just a justification for choosing this title!  It has been long since I posted (long when compared to my regular post intervals)… Meanwhile, whenever I find something interesting, I make a note in my mind to blog about. So what happened was that too many thoughts piled up and I was in a dilemma to make a choice! So now what you are about to get is a mixed chaat post 

Note: There will not be any link between the previous point and the next point. It is going to be some random order in which my brain pops out the thoughts… I am not sure whether it will follow First-In-First-Out or Last-In-First-out (I remember stack and queue concepts  ) or Middle-In-First-out (#PJ alert)… Bottomline: Its in some random order.

 Talking about out, me being a cricket buff, was reminded of the ‘Rajinikanth match’ that happened few days before. CSK vs RCB match in chennai, where we (CSK) had to take 2 runs of 1 ball. 2 runs was taken and we won with 1 ball to spare  Nothing but a Rajini movie… isn’t it? This was followed by a series of tweets, FB posts and trolls. Completely entertaining!

 IPL se Koi nahi bachega was so apt… All shops have started cashing in. IPL T-shirts, Dhoni bats, Sachin’s shoes, Dravid’s cap… Errr… ok… enough! So apart from these usual seasonal business promotions, I was surprised to see a vegetable shop making its share of IPL profit. This shop had different placards dividing its shop into a mini India. CSK placard had Dhoni and Raina poster and all the yellow vegetables and fruits were grouped here… So was with RCB, KKR and others. Gluncon D was placed in RCB and when I asked the owner he replied, “Gayle irukaru la ma… Avar dhan IPL oda glucose” (Gayle being the Glucon D of IPL ). Innovation at its best!

 Something that pissed me off in the recent times was the lack of bus etiquette. I understand everybody is very tired, having a beaten-to-death kind of energy… But still, it cannot become an excuse. I find people keeping their legs right royally on the seat which is in front of them irrespective of whether a person sits or not… If they are in the first seat they keep their legs right behind the driver’s seat. Its very irritating to see as well as to keep telling them that your leg is touching me. Some people ignore and let them keep, while others (like me) point it out and are greeted by a king-dethroned-expression. Sigh!

 Adding on to the above, judge a person and not their profession. I talk with almost all people whom I see daily… I travel in a bus for almost 4 hours everyday, how on earth can I be without talking to my driver anna… Same is the case with people working in  pantry, cafeteria, housekeeping… anywhere. When I talk to these people just like I talk to any other friend of mine, I find people giving me a look that says “Disgusting! How can you talk like this to these people?”. Telling a simple “Thanks anna” when a driver stops at my stop or when a pantry helper hands over the bottle of sauce is not going to demean me in any way!

 I found two people talking too loudly… Initially I thought they were arguing about something. But later I realised , they were discussing about which is a quality school to enroll their kids. I could very well see that they were neither from an affluent society nor had a literate background. Incredible India!

I had many other thoughts, but as of now nothing else is coming to my mind  This reminds me I should hereafter squeeze in sometime and blog as and when I get something to post about, owing to my poor memory!