Cup, flare, etc

(Just a single quick shot. Feeling a bit lazy to try out anything time consuming.)

It started with the water-logging after last night's downpour. The roads here being sloped, all the water accumulated at the "trough", if I may so call it. An absence of common sense, I'd imagine while building the drainage system. Had just briefly mentioned to a colleague of mine when he almost started off on a tirade against the "state of the nation", which for some reason becomes a regular in office chit-chat.

He talked about corrupt politicians, how the money sanctioned for rural and urban development goes into their pockets (to be used for sending dozens of their children to the most expensive educational institutions abroad), who wouldn't care about the plight of the poor, since it their ignorance they thrive upon for votes. This is a "democracy" after all. Even little examples from our lives reveal how people are ready to exploit others just for money. Deadlock is the word he used. There was a tone of dejection in his voice; escape seemed to be his only remedy.

Not unrelated to this actually, there was another talk during tea time about the Indian version of the TV show "The moment of truth" and the voyeuristic pleasure we take in shows like these. I'm glad I have better things to do at the time the show is aired. I was trying to emphasize how the lie detector might not give a correct indication every time, and why we should withhold our instinct to judge the participants too harshly.

Cynicism is rife. And they say inspiration is for amateurs! We are human, after all. Are we ever get too old to want inspiration? Perhaps it is the uninspired who become old sooner.