Logic lost to all but me

I wonder why social media, or newspapers are yet to make an obvious comparison.
Sridevi's death to that of Michael Jackson's.

Granted she seemed to be a kinder, bolder human being at some level.


But the similarities are so striking.

Sudden unexpected cardiac arrest in their fifties. (I firmly believe that Sridevi was 3-4 years older than the 54 she claimed to be)
Numerous plastic surgery attempts to the extent that they seemed to be constantly experimenting with their bodies.
(Of course, Sridevi was successful in looking pretty, while MJ's attempts were more disastrous.)



Yes, they were very professional, and believed that their professional duties extended to keeping their looks intact, as well as enhancing them wherever they could.

It is a guess based on rumours that they medicated themselves to look fit.

The pity is that both these artists, blessed with above average talent, and popularity and wealth that far exceeded anything that any talent deserves, believed that their appearance was as important as their work.

NEWS FLASH: my daughter says that actor Vishal has made the same comparison. I guess most of the younger crop of actors have adhere to fitness dictums, and are able to make the connection.

Enough about visual media, and its martyrs at the feet of Goddess Image.

Magic makes the most logic

Have been reading inspiring stories from "Gifted' by sudha Menon and V.R. Ferose. They are 'Inspiring Stories of People wiht Disabilities'. It was a gift, and I had, after a quick scan of contents, been put off by the Indian English. But then another cursory scan at a random page had me hooked to one of the stories, that of Hans Dalal, a conservationist, who is also afflicted by cerebral palsy.

His passion comes through, and his disability does not. I guess such a life is possible for most of us. Making me feel that way makes this book a remarkable one.
If there is anyone looking for a mission in life, I am glad to point out to them that today's generation is miserable. Help them feel that life is worthwhile, which is what this book has achieved.
The older ones, low aiming, low achieving and nothing much else, somehow learnt to be happy. But the pampered ones brought up by doting parents are sick at heart and deeply troubled.
Thank God such a book was written.
Thanks Amrita for the gift about the 'Gifted'.
Please God, let this book reach as many people as possible. It can cure people of today of much of their unhappiness.