Privacy? What's dat?

Was just reading about Jade Goody's death. A caption said: 'Life lived in front of the cameras'. Pretty true for her. She's been in front of the camera continuously for the last 7 years. Long time yaar.


I pity her. Really do. Not because she died of cancer at the young age of 27 but because since the time she was 20, she's lived under constant scrutiny.


Hate to think what it would feel like to have people watching every move, every outburst for whole time. More significantly, they are always passing judgement on you.


I pitied her at the time of the racial abuse controversy. What probably was just an emotional outburst in a fight was made into an international controversy. I mean, who hasn't screamed the choicest abuses in a fight? The Ma, behen ki galis(I needn't elaborate, everyone knows them by heart) that are hurled in a simple road fight are a greater insult to a person than racial abuse. But still noone bats an eyelid there. Moral standards, however, change drastically on national television, international in this case.


Another league of people I pity are movie stars. Every move, every word, even a look is under the public eye, literally! No wonder they keep losing their bearings so frequently. It is my idea of a nightmare. Not ghosts, not the past but the public eye. How do I care how many people has Kareena been in a relationship with, or who's the latest gal in Shahid's life, or whether Angie actually slapped Brad? But there are a lot of people who do care and those who will do anything to tell others what went on behind the closed doors.
Things just change their meaning once more people are involved. The first sacrifice at the altar of fame is the most personal: privacy. I hate people who agree to go into the Big Boss (Big Brother, suit urself) house. I find them to be the most desperate people, people who have no self respect. For me the lowest thing someone can do is to expose themselves to the prying eyes of the cameras, 24/7.
Even lower are those people who indulge in 'Kiss n tell'. Selling their most private moments like their night outs, honeymoon, wedding, birth of children to the media for a price tag. Some things are so special, so fragile that you want just your dear ones around you, not every stray hick on the road.
I still am at a loss to understand why people are so desperate for fame that they can sell their most personal memories. I pity them!

Update

Hi,
Writing after a gap of almost two looooooong years. Yes, they have been long, in every sense of the word. Things happened at home, at college, to me emotionally, things that took up a lot of my time. Result, I stopped writing altogether. Not just on my blog but altogether.
But I have made a resolution, 'middle of the year?' you may say but then, you don't need to look at the calender to make a promise to yourself.
I made a promise to myself sometime ago, I will pay more attention to me from now on! Life has been spent living for people, things, grades and all else that's in it. Life without these would be unimaginable. But then, without me, my life would not exist.
From now on, I have promised myself some 'me' time. Time dat would be spent by me on me. Life with its breakneck speed has taken away all the time dat you would spend wid urself. I have in the past two years found time to speak to every one, including family, friends, classmates, ex-classmates, juniors, seniors, labmates, maintenance people, teachers, even the maid but sadly, never myself. I have quite forgotten what I look like. For perverts, I would like to clarify its not what I see in the mirror every morning but what I feel like.
This blog shall now be my conversations with myself. Others are welcome to read but its predominantly me talking to me.
Let's hope I fulfill this resolution! Fingers crossed!