Do you know how many times you breathe….

No this has nothing to do with the science or metabolism or any thing you though of. This is where I slowly feel we might move.

At first amused by the kind of data government has of the population, of the natural resources, the kind of data every day the Indian bureaucracy generates in terms of communication, who came how many times to a particular office to …

Then the Research institutes for its research maintains some amazing data, we have all kind of research institutes the perfect sciences, the imperfect sciences, the management and so on and so forth

Followed by Voluntary sector trying its hands at research, though there have been some amazing efforts at it to help them feed into the advocacy of their issues.

This then followed by the advertising and the news agencies made fun of also in many spoofs with the kind of questions they pose.

I just though of writing this because a realisation of growing madness of data generated with out thinking made me claustrophobic of the kind of information and data we are maintaining of the current civilization as if every single thing done in today’s time can be found maintained in some data where. The question is what are we doing about it, do we stop, ask ourselves and just look around or just keep seeing though the tunnel vision and churn out report after report, idea after idea of research.

As if not to be surprised if you walk out of your house tomorrow and someone asks you ‘how many times do you breath in a day?’…………….(The over kill)

Changing hoardings on the roads…

I guess there is not too much to blog about this one just a thought. With the on going recession as it slowly hit India and now it is making lives difficult. But in all this I saw recession coming in through the ‘hoardings’. As I am often driven ;-) I would like to look around and since the recession and markets have been affected over and above the going up prices what I watched was ‘vanishing’ hoardings.

It was first one out of 5 hoardings going blank, then it grew to two toady in a stretch of 5 kms in the city one can at least count 25 hoardings blank some also without the hording companies number, telling us advertisers are not even looking at them.

In all this one fine Saturday morning as we stopped by the traffic signal a group of chirpy teen age children caught our attention. As if one had to be blind to see them. The were standing right before the traffic waiting at signal with Traffic rules related couplets all smiling at the innocent ‘power’ they enjoyed of taking control of traffic minding a few of us.

In their had I was presently happy to see the ‘New hoardings’ for once not over the top, for once not very glamorous, but funny and fingering our conscious.

A funny thought occurred to me are the hoardings of commerce giving way to hoardings of consciousness…..?