Why do they want the p3p?

Sometimes I feel like a vegetable vendor.

Seriously.

Imagine a lovely musical event, or perhaps an art exhibition with such stunning works, that your jaw drops in awe. The party is glittering, and lovely. And then comes a media crew. And they say, "Kaun kaun aaya hai?"

Something like aaj kya kya sabji hai? And then I very gracefully say, "See Ms. Aloo over there, and that is Mr. Onion, the hottest new entrant on the circuit. Oh and are you a rookie reporter that you don't know how famous Gajar and Mooli are?"

Is p3p so important that we now need to record what these people wore, whom they air kissed? and if their behind has increased by 3 mm?

What about the event? The idea? The art on the walls or the creativity of the people. Has it stopped mattering to us. Have we finally become a group of chattering, preening monkeys, who say, "Mera p3p tumse zyada achcha hai?"

Events are now decided on the basis of guest lists. Magazines promise to tell us, exactly which deo and which shampoo, the latest sensation uses. I want to ask who cares?

How does it affect my life if Malaika Arora likes long candle lit baths?

Or if Ridhima Kapoor had a haircut?

In fact, how does it affect anyone's life for that matter? And does reporting an event, basically mean a brain dead descritpion of who came, saw, ate, and ran.

If so, then maybe I really should set up that vegetable shop, on the roadside nukkad!


cheerio :)