Eternal Temptations

Of words and happenings

But words are words; I never did yet hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear

Shakespeare in Othello 1.3.216

Shakespeare according to me was a crafty writer. In spite of my professors explaining 'x', I end up seeing a lot of 'y' in what he wrote. That is why I think he is crafty; his words seek their identity from the reader, instead of Shakespeare spelling them explicitly. However, I vehemently disagree with this particular thought of Shakespeare.

It so happens...that in my excitement about my last copy (the last story that I gave to my editor) being cent per cent clean I share it with my colleague. In a fit of elderly guidance, she sets me a little test. When I finish my answer, she, (with words that are particularly sugar coated and piercing) explains the 5ws and 1H that I may not know about, since I have never been to journalism school.

Act2, Scene 2

Her: You have to conform to the rules that have been set. Journalistic pieces are written in a certain way. You cannot use your own ideas, even though they may seem logical
Me: But, should reason not follow acceptance
Her: Yes, but it is your inexperience speaking at the moment. You cannot make noises against the established systems
Me: But, the universe also started with a bang. Maybe my style will also become the norm.

Climax, Polite exchanges, Tea time, back to work.

Exeunt

Well, I was not looking to redefine definitions. Neither was I trying to rebel. I was just curious; about judgements and reviews. About how mentalities can create an impasse. About how a single question can change one's life forever.

P.S@ KBC: Nothing changed man!

Thought for the day:

Life's a bitch. So, be a dog.