Saturday, July 24, 2010

PRECIOUS TREES

People all over the world subscribe newspapers to get information. And it is a fashion for all the newspapers to hire a few silly and sick columnists who waste precious trees to publish their senseless, brainless sensations . Even a child of this generation knows how precious a tree for this earth and the importance of Copenhagen summits. I subscribe a news paper and to be honest the column filled supplement is utter waste and the stuff their so called columnists bake is worth not even to look at the the ugly caricatures. I wonder who edit all this tasteless stuff and serve liberally to the readers. At least the editors should think of Green Tress before wasting paper and spreading chemicals on them. In fact this generation is much accustomed to Internet and they don’t really require the supplemental nonsense from Newspapers. But when you are determined to serve them nonsense through newspapers, yes, there is a choice left with all readers to fold them and keep aside to give as bulk to those ones who collect waste papers-free. They stuff it along with empty used glass bottles and other rags they pick from street and hang on their sweat filled shoulders. To be frank, for two or three rupees you can expect only goatsucker columnists and semolina steam cakes. There are worthy columnists and dignified journalists but you can not hire them to write non sense. Real classy columnists budge not or oblige to sell themselves. And of course pages of your kind can only hire goatsuckers and semolina steams. And there you question the upbringing of the ones who question the credibility of the silly columnists. For them the people ignore their silly write up (they ignore them because they know the worth of the columnist/s) are of from good upbringings and the ones who criticize them (they criticize because they would have fed up with the nonsense they splash around) belong to lower upbringing.

Let me control my brains and not to react any further. I fold all those nonsense and give free to one rag picker and I am happy if he gets a meal of a day at the end with those wasted papers. To think like that you know I do not need a UN brain or need to be mean in my whole life. I hope you waste not a precious green tree for your fancies..

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