Monday, August 03, 2009

Computer games / TV > Books? Sad...

Overheard at Crossword bookstore by yours truly:

"Beta, why do you want to waste money buying books, when I'm buying you a nice computer game?"

Jai ho!

It really is Kalyug, isn't it?

If this generation of parents is actually going to discourage a child who wants to buy books (a rare species in the first place), what hope is left for Mother Earth?

Everywhere we go, we'll find six-year-old children donning soda-bottle glasses, discussing the way they pulled some enemy's intestines out (complete with squelchy sounds, mind you) with an AK47 that's purple and turquoise in colour in some morbidly named game. They'll also know how many women Vinod Kambli slept with before and after marrying the bimbette of his wife (courtesy: Sach ka Saamna). However, not one will have read or even heard of 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' or 'Alice in Wonderland'.

It's so completely sad to see hoardes of people hovering around the CD-ROM / DVD / VCD collections at bookstores, but not many takers for books. Plus, out of the six and a half people that are amidst books, four and three quarters will be hovering around Chetan Bhagat and fervently flipping through the pages of his...ahem...profound literature.

Where are the readers? Not to say that I know every book there is and I read as much as I'd like to, but I try. I really do. I try spending my spare time either reading or writing, although it's not always possible. But I think my mother will have no qualms in slicing my neck with a blunt knife if I watch too much television (in fact, no one in my house watches television!) or keep playing games on the computer and don't read. My mother bees weird like that.

What is the world coming to? Or am I too old for it? I'm chewing on that and perhaps, so should you.

And lastly, before I go, I leave you with one of my favourite Roald Dahl poems.


The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

So absolutely true, innit? Whaddaya think? Moo back at me in the comments section and let me know. :)


Sakshi said...

hmmmm, I agree. Book loving population has declined. And to add to the woes- The parents are just encouraging the kids. I remember, that I was maybe 3-4 years old when I was exposed to big hardbound books of all fairy tales by my grand dad. And how I just loved the prince and princess and the step mom world. And then TV almost took over when my 5th grade teacher re opened my world to Enid Blytons and classics... and there was no turning back. I remember how I told everyone that I want only books for my 12th birthday and how my mom made a huge face coz, we are always short on space. She tells me to go find a library. But alas! i cant find a decent one close to home. I believe that reading books should be encouraged. Period.And TV with all its stupid serials should be dealt with...

The Footloose Doll said...

I've always complained to my parents that because no one in my family was a bibliophile before me, I missed out on reading so many beautiful books. I discovered the delights of reading around the time I was 13. One of my biggest fears is that time will run out and there will still be umpteen books that I would have wanted to read but couldn't.

I think the main reason that children don't read as much today (ahem, I sound bloody old) is because they don't have patience. They'd rather watch 6 hours of the LOTR trilogy than buy the 600 rupees book and read it. Girls would rather watch the BBC adaptation of Pride and Prejudice than read the stunning book.

I'm an obsessive TV watcher myself but nothing, absolutely nothing beats the written word.

G@K said...

It is shocking that parents are actually discouraging their kids from reading books. :O Such adults should not be allowed to reproduce! Although I am an ardent gamer, under no circumstances will I game if I have an interesting read on my hands. In fact if I ever do have kids I am not going to let them watch TV till they are 18! naaah... nothing so drastic, but I actually appreciate the fact that we did not get cable TV till I was in BMM. I have enjoyed many a good book, courtesy that flaw.
Now I only wish I had 72 hours in a day so I could catch up with my reading... And a book reader so I could read on the move. (hint hint) ;)

Lamont said...

Not all stuff on TV is idotic... parents should make their children watch stuff which is not stupid like the serials from the Balaji House of Crap..... Tv in moderation is as good as a book if u watch the right stuff.... So dear MOO, watch Discovery, Nat Geo, CNN, BBC, N ESPN lol.......


crackfire said...

True Story sad though!

Gentle Whispers said...

Considering you went to school with me, I'm pretty sure I don't have to explain my love of reading to you.

Lovely poem though. I think Roald Dahl is one of the best writers around.