Tuesday, March 27, 2007

I hate forwards

Please grab my phones,
And my tittering Ringtones,
Coz my body yawningly owns,
That I have bad, bad Lethargic Bones.

-Excerpted from “The Taital of my Poyum is Lethargic Bones” by Milan Pradhan

Why do I hate forwards so much? After a cursory analysis from my de-reined mind, I have listed my major reasons below. I hate it when:

- The forward adds no value to my life or the immediate sender adds no value and just forwards the mail received from elsebody.

- Bound by superstition, the sender forwards the email to complete the quota of having fwd’ed to 10 unfortunates to clear his/her conscience. On top of that, he/she writes “sorry, but I HAVE TO forward this for my sake”. I am running out of compassion.

- The email manufactures appeals for humanistic emotions by showing pictures of a partially burnt baby or a desperate parent trying to save a cancer-struck son. Do people believe that there’s some humane organization who donates two rupees to each forwarded person? And a genetically defect apple (VAGUELY resembling Ganesh’s trunk-nose) is NOT Feng Shui!

Therefore, whenever I get a forward, I choose not to believe in that crap. And I save time, electricity, and inbox space of my beloveds when I do not.

So why don’t you forward this (paradoxically) to 10 people that you love/like and spread the word. I wont put an ‘or-else’ clause here, so you’re safe!