Prohibition stories

I have been following Joe Rogan for some time now in You tube, there is a series of sessions on this "War on Drugs" in US, and the more I learn the more i believe that it is really shitty, especially after a visit to Neatherlands where these things have been legalized. While the issue is not as bad in India as in USA, due to a more social acceptability of smoking Ganja / Cannabis, however we are turning and turning quite fast to this prohibition society which is quite scary. Especially in case of Punjab, and in the big cities it would make sense to have systems to help people, especially the poor and the Kids, check out the video on Kamlesh, one of the saddest videos i have seen

Technology, media today and me..

there are just too many of them, whatsapp is the leading light, took over from facebook, then twitter is for abusing and for the rich and famous and especially for Trump to disrupt the economies of the world, snapchat, telegram, instagram, people are forgetting to write and more importantly forgetting to speak to others. Then you have the bombardment of news channels and news which are more like thoughts of the anchors are becoming the news I never was able to understand twitter, just did not understand, actually had the same problem with faceboook, i started with Orkut and took time to get in facebook, i had a good time there, but off late have this nagging feeling that it is not helping me, in the last few years i have met less friends / family than previous years have spoken less with them, have definitely typed more, but have not connected really connected with them.We used to have this conference calls before the FB and the whatsapp days, it has stopped completely So I came out of facebook, called a few guys, but whatsapp is more convenient, good thing is that i dont have to look at people fighting each other calling names that was good, but still no calls, i dont go often enough to even meet friends here in Pune, have i reached my age, have i become too old to change, can i come out of my so called comfort inert zone i did write this, good... :)

Names

have been thinking about these names Dablu - Primarily a eastern India name, in use often with Babloo - two brothers Bablu and Dablu Pinku and the female version of Pinki Question I get in my mind is whether these names exist prior to the English language coming to the Indian shores or is it the English alphabet

"W"

and the color Pink

Childhood - death or murder

Just have got this feeling for some time now, did Manoj's sister die of smoke / suffocation or was it murder. A place near Ranchi, around 1980 or 81, i was in class 2 i think, the news came in that Manoj's elder or eldest sister (Dont quite remember) has died of asphyxiation due to smoke. It was winter, it got mighty cold in the winters. people used to have a chullah (it is a coal and wood clay stove) in the room, once the initial smoke has been fanned out the coal burns nicely and makes the room warmer. I think she was in class 12 or something, it was also a phase when young girls used to fall in love quickly and elope with very less thought with a very questionable characters, and this is the backdrop when we got to know that she had died. i dont know why this is still in my head, but there is just too many things that I cannot piece together, however tight you close them windows and the doors or those ventilators there is always some cracks, and these were old houses with large windows and ventilators, also the rooms were not that big that you cannot reach in 3 or 4 steps may be 5 at the most, and then there was this girl, not a frail old thing but a strong girl. How did she die, i just cant shake it off