Skip to main content

I Comment Therefore I Am#1

I comment around the blogosphere whenever I get a chance.  I have several blogs, so I generally comment from the blog from which the blogger knows me or from the one to which I think that particular blogger would relate.

This week I visited Mama Kat's Writing Workshop, both as participant and as a commenter on her writing workshop.  Mama Kat posted on 100 things she would like to do before she reaches 100 years of age, or her 'bucket list' as that sort of  list is called.  One of the things she wanted to do was to visit a concentration camp.  I commented:

I visited a concentration camp once. Well, it wasn’t one when I got there, merely reconstructed. It was an amazing experience. The evil atmosphere was palpable. These places serve as great reminders that ‘never again’ should this be allowed to happen in our world."

I visited Dachau Concentration Camp  in 1984.  I was on holiday in Germany and it was one of the local landmarks.  When I mentioned this to a friend recently, he said "Oh, that must have been great" and then he immediately backtracked, saying he didn't really mean that.  But he didn't have to because I knew what he meant.  These places are not fun to visit but life isn't all about having fun either.  There's a very good quote that says 'those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it.'  These reconstructed concentration camps should serve as a memorial to those whose lives were destroyed there as well as to remind us how low mankind can stoop.

I was over visiting Grannymar, my  blogging friend in Ireland.  I was very impressed to see a photo of her sitting in a fancy car, a Saab it was called, if I remember rightly.  She was asking her readers to let her know if they thought the car suited her.  She mentioned that she'd probably get a toyboy to drive the car for her too.  In the comment section I wrote:

Oh, yes, it suits you very well. Good idea to put the toyboy to work. Men need to have plenty to do. Otherwise they get up to all kinds of mischief…
She commented her agreement right back to me.   I love going over to Grannymar's blog.  Nowadays,  I'm living in Lucknow in India and she's in Co. Antrim in Northern Ireland, which is technically a part of the United Kingdom.  We met in cyber space but we are both originally from Dublin.  Our homes were no more than 15 or twenty kilometres apart.

This week I also visited a  blogging friend of mine in Canada, Marianna of Change of Heart Stress Solutions, a blog which has great words of wisdom about the condition of stress, which really is one of the plagues of the modern age.  As I lead rather a stressful life, I find a visit over there makes me feel a lot calmer and happier about life in general.  On entering the comment section I was happy to see a comment from another blogging friend, Rummuser, of  Ramana's Musings, an Indian blog.  Rummuser is my adopted brother, so we are close enough.  Marianna's post dealt with how stressful traffic situations can be.  Rummuser commented on how he finds that going for public transport and taxis means that one is free from the tension of driving and looking for parking spaces.  Of course he was right.  Here's my comment:

Yes Rummuser, you are right but.....going around public transport like autos and rickshaws, when you have several kids, is stressful in a different way.  I've just come in from an evening doing just that and I would say that my stress levels are up....Great post Marianna.  I enjoy your insights and words of wisdom..

It is not that I didn't agree with Rummuser, because I actually did.  It is just that we are in different stages of life.  He is a retired gentleman and I'm a busy mother of four.  He wants to leave his vehicle at home and go with public transport and I'm sick of public transport and dream of a vehicle of my own.  Talk about opposing points of view!  Life is strange indeed.  What's good in one stage is bad in another!

I Comment Therefore I Am is hosted by Unknown Mami

This post originally appeared on Write Away on WordPress  on 12/07/2010

Popular posts from this blog


Many years ago, when I lived in Dublin, I met someone nice and started dating. I wasn't serious, I just thought we could have nice interesting discussions about India, which I found absolutely fascinating, as I was working in the Embassy of India back then. I had no intention of getting attached with a foreigner, with all the attendant cultural problems. I was happy living in Ireland and the idea of marriage couldn't have been further from my mind.

We both thought we could just keep things in control. One day, after a lot of emotional turmoil and denial, it hit us both that we were in love. Truly. Madly. Irrevocably. To the point where we couldn't live without each other. I'd known about the Indian system of arranged marriages and when it occurred to me that he would probably be married off by his family as soon as he returned to India, I felt physically ill at the thought. We are both tenacious and patient people. We realised that bringing our two worlds together would…

Five Ways Social Media Has Changed Our Lives

Has social media changed the way we live? You bet it has! I’ve been in India for 22 years and have visited home in Ireland maybe half-a-dozen times. The biggest challenge about this, for me, has always been coping with the difficulty of making contact with old friends and family. However, that’s all over now, thanks to Facebook. I check my phone every morning and read that uncle Ned in Dublin is furious over the biased referee in the boxing match or that my cousin Paula in Dublin went to see Take That in concert (or whoever!). I speak to my cousin Veronica in Scotland every few days thanks to WhatsApp. We haven’t spoken this frequently since we wrote to each other as kids. Social media has definitely changed our lives forever. I can think of at least five ways that social in which it has affected life as we know it.

Social media makes the world more accessible to us. This is a fact. The world is at your fingertips. Find out which of your friends and family are on Facebook and once you …

Kipling Got it Wrong! Or Eastern and Western Culture - Reflections

What Is Culture?
I’m opening this blog post with a question. What is that elusive concept which is commonly known as ‘culture? Culture is way of life. How we live. What our values are.  Our customs, attitudes and perceptions. And also, I suppose, how we express ourselves in art through, such as music, dance, theatre and cinema.  It’s quite a comprehensive area and not too easy to define, really.

The Journey
I was born in what is commonly known as ‘the west’. I lived in Ireland for the first thirty years of my life. When I was thirty, I married my husband and came out to India to live here with him. That was the beginning of an interesting journey, which is still evolving. I must have had some east/west comparison stereotypes in my head. But in India, I found that the people I met had huge stereotypes in their heads about what they called ‘western culture’ and ‘western way of life’. Not long after I arrived in India, I was struck by the number of people who said things to me like ‘in the …