Cattle Crass!!!

Mr. Tharoor's sarcastic description of the millions of Economy class travellers may have ruffled quite a few feathers in the Congress Party, but I, for one, totally support this "creative" description of the "Toiling Masses", that the now disgraced Mr. Tharoor ascribes to some Journalist... Take for example this case... I flew to Kolkata the day before in Early Morning Indigo Flight from Bangalore... Thanks to a particularly inefficient Security Check, I was one of the last few to board the flight, which by that time was obviously full.... One look at those tired, haggled masses, with bloodshot eyes suddenly awakened me to the concept concocted by that Journalist and made famous by Mr. Tharoor's tweet...

We all are after all Cattle Class aren't we?... I mean, even Cattle get worshipped in this Country, but the Cattle Class aren't even that lucky!... The closest comparison that I can draw with the scene in the flight is with Cattle (once again!) who are herded into a truck to be sent to the Slaughter house... This would be an apt example, because, with the rising number of Near Death Experiences that Air-travellers have these days, Aeroplanes have become a kind of Pseudo-Slaughterhouses....One will certainly have to credit Mr. Tharoor with enlightening the Masses with such a revolutionary concept and making them realize the futile existence they lead... God willing, The Cattle Class, inspired by this Crass remark will do something about their pointless, painful Continuation on the face of this planet!!

I am currently in the "City of Joy" for my next stint, And it is Joy Galore indeed... I could not have been there at a more opportune moment..It is the height of all festivities with the Pujo.. and then Diwali...Having been to Kolkata on earlier occasions, This was one city that I thought would fit best with the "Cattle Class" description...But its a completely new city now... Colourful... Excited... Cheerful... Those who've not seen Kolkata during Pujo have actually not seen the city!!

Anyways... Shubho Bijoyadashami!!

What a pickle!

A Pertinent Question: If I am dreaming of cigarette production indices in my sleep, trying to memorize obscure numbers of workmen when I am awake, and if my day is spent in running from one machine operator to the other in trying to understand the nature of their jobs, does that mean that my work life has finally taken over whatever other life, howsoever uninteresting & mundane, that I had???

This phase of my life (as also my training) is called Fighting for Survival... As I sprint from one Review to the other, disappointing the evaluators and just barely managing to scrape through, I wonder, Shouldn't Work be a bit more fun... I know the answer to that question is that this thought never occurred in the last 2 months, when work was less and time pass more, but still....I think its a little unfair to expect a poor chap like me to remember all the obscure operations of the factory... Add to it the projects....Expectations run very high among the assessors, but there never is an attempt to understand the constraints...And the allegations! How they make my blood curdle!

Anyways.... With all the effort that is going into work these days, has meant working hours extended beyond the usual 6'o clock.... Hungry and tired, I stay in the factory, till late in night, trying to figure out some mystical production technology that has so far eluded my understanding.... A positive side effect of this may be some weight loss, however slight... That at least would be something to cheer about in this otherwise gloomy phase...

Life's like that :)