Saturday, 26 January 2013
My beloved homeland: the 1990s
I’m homesick.
I want to go home,
to a place where I feel safe,
to a place where I know stuff,
like I know that democracy is good,
that capitalism will save us from poverty,
that the Rio summit will save the planet,
and that Sanjay Manjrekar’s immaculate technique will elevate him to Gavaskar-esque greatness.
I want to know that MTV VJ Sophiya Haque is cool, achingly so,
and that institutions reinvent themselves,
sort of, like, Tony Blair reinvented the Labour Party.
I want to know that if I follow my passion,
try really really hard,
give all I’ve got to give,
give with my body, mind and soul,
that I will find not just success, but fulfilment.
Papa I want to go,
Mama I want to go,
Show me the way to go home.
Labels:
celebrities,
cricket,
management,
poetry,
sophiya haque
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5 comments:
Bravo, Prithvi. All the very best. We know you will make it count.
Lovely...
I can't help but wonder if you are actually mocking the '90s under the guise of nostalgia. You "want to know" that Sophiya is cool. Wasn't she? Are modern VJs superior? Is modern MTV/Channel V culture superior? On the contrary, now they are more about "reality shows" than music.
But anyway, it's a good read. Thanks.
Thanks guys.
@Roumoun...no disrespect to VJ Sophiya. I was saddened, far more than I expected, to hear that she had died of cancer, at 41.
I also don't know what MTV VJs are like today, I don't watch much MTV any more.
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