Confessions of a Conservative

Howzzaaattttttt!!!!!!!!We scream into the screen as India's Irfan Pathan sends Younis Khan to the dressing room. Like every other India-Pakistan Match this one was also pulsating with suspence to the last minute. Me and my brother did not miss a single ball of the clash. When we slept after the match it was way past midnight. Next day we got up very late in the morning and mom was infuriated. She started her tirade of angry words in full throttle. When she finally calmed down "violence" erupted again in the living room. Her kids(thats us) were fighting like dogs( i prefer to use this simile since the tussle was of such a nature), over the newspaper. Both of us had the same intention, to get a glimpse of Dhoni's heroics on the front page and to devour each word of Nirmal Shekar's account of yesterday's match. When mom is told of the cause for the "war" she is bewildered. We had endured the commercials so as not to miss even a single action. Then why this scramble for the newspaper. This set me thinking and I recognised another similar obsession. I had always been apprehensive about surfing the world wide web. I had developed this unexplainable "allergy" to computers even though I had a PC at home for years. But last March while I was preparing for the Institute's Entrance I had no other choice. The British Library which had been my recluse was unfortunately closed down and because we were near the end of our graduation we had to forfeit the membership at the University Library too. This was when I wholly comprehended the magnanimosity of the World wide Web. Now I use the facility quite frequently for personal and academic purposes. I could get lots of informaton with minimal effort while preparing my term papers. but there was always this queer sense of incompleteness, a feeling of dissatisfaction. It took me a while to realise what was troubling me, the fact that I had not referred to books was nagging me at the back of my mind. I dont know if it can be labelled conservatism, But this happens with me everytime I make a switch, like when I use the vacuum cleaner instead of the broom and mop to clean the house or when I use the electric sandwich maker instead of the tava. Whatever the reason, even after seeing and hearing full details of the recent Delhi blasts from NDTV and CNN-IBN I still have the "audacity " to snatch the Hindu from my dad, I still like to refer to MH Abrams though the net could provide me with "selective" data at the click of a mouse!!!!!!!