The value of anonymity
People who have had a chance to grow up with an ample diet of Indian cinema would know what I am going to talk about. Indian movies have taught us the value of being anonymous at a very young age.
It is the day when the 'heroine' is getting married. Everything is all set. The groom is on the stage (or whatever that is called), resembling a scapegoat with all those garlands, with a couple of kids fighting to sit near the groom and get covered by the video camera guy. The groom's cousins would be standing behind him, with those borrowed necklaces and all the bling blings, whispering something to his ears and immediately bursting into an artificial laughter ( I bet neither of them would have heard a single word of what the other had to say). To put it short, a typical wedding atmosphere with everything in place.
The bride arrives and sits down next to the groom with her head lowered. The groom thinks she is shy (unfortunately not able to figure out that her head is down due to the luggage she is carrying in her neck and not because of shyness). The cousin sisters nudge the groom's shoulder asking him to take a glance at her, as if he has not done it until then. The priest keeps doing his thing, the only decipherable part of his utterings being 'Mangalyam Thanthunanena etc etc', which is when we would know that the groom is going to tie the 'mangal sutra' (sacred chain).
So, the groom brings the mangal sutra around the bride's neck and suddenly some one would cry, "Stop it!". A guy suddenly emerges from the audience (or spectators) with a letter in hand. That letter would be addressed to the groom and would throw some unwanted light on the bride's flirtatious past.
The point to be noted here is the letter would n't have been signed. Yeah! an ANONYMOUS letter! But it has got the power to stop a marriage.
Being anonymous is a matter of convenience. Though it would be nice to have some courage and stand up for your thoughts and opinions, being anonymous is taking the easy route.
Being annoymous on the net adds to the thrill. There is a charm associated with mystery. But the charm fizzles out once you get to know what is behind the mask.
I like to give my thoughts a body, which is not mine. I like to put them in a vehicle that does not have a number plate. I like being anonymous, but I aint going to stop no wedding!
It is the day when the 'heroine' is getting married. Everything is all set. The groom is on the stage (or whatever that is called), resembling a scapegoat with all those garlands, with a couple of kids fighting to sit near the groom and get covered by the video camera guy. The groom's cousins would be standing behind him, with those borrowed necklaces and all the bling blings, whispering something to his ears and immediately bursting into an artificial laughter ( I bet neither of them would have heard a single word of what the other had to say). To put it short, a typical wedding atmosphere with everything in place.
The bride arrives and sits down next to the groom with her head lowered. The groom thinks she is shy (unfortunately not able to figure out that her head is down due to the luggage she is carrying in her neck and not because of shyness). The cousin sisters nudge the groom's shoulder asking him to take a glance at her, as if he has not done it until then. The priest keeps doing his thing, the only decipherable part of his utterings being 'Mangalyam Thanthunanena etc etc', which is when we would know that the groom is going to tie the 'mangal sutra' (sacred chain).
So, the groom brings the mangal sutra around the bride's neck and suddenly some one would cry, "Stop it!". A guy suddenly emerges from the audience (or spectators) with a letter in hand. That letter would be addressed to the groom and would throw some unwanted light on the bride's flirtatious past.
The point to be noted here is the letter would n't have been signed. Yeah! an ANONYMOUS letter! But it has got the power to stop a marriage.
Being anonymous is a matter of convenience. Though it would be nice to have some courage and stand up for your thoughts and opinions, being anonymous is taking the easy route.
Being annoymous on the net adds to the thrill. There is a charm associated with mystery. But the charm fizzles out once you get to know what is behind the mask.
I like to give my thoughts a body, which is not mine. I like to put them in a vehicle that does not have a number plate. I like being anonymous, but I aint going to stop no wedding!
