Every morning I wake up and log into my work email and meet my familiar friend – spam email. I have come to expect the spam emails to be greeting me into my mail box every morning at work. At some bizarre level I think if 1 day I dont see any spams I think I will possibly miss it (!!!).

And begin my morning ritual of clicking on each one to make sure that I it to make sure that I dont delete a legit email and then put then in trash to purge. You would ask why not have a spam folder where these mails get filtered into? Well dont get me started on that, lets keep working with IT companies and requesting “basic” stuff for another post. So here I am sipping my morning coffee, going through mail after mail of saying hello to acai berry sellers, russian lovers and in the process doing some work and replying to ‘work’ emails!

I also manage an online knowledge network and what have come to be in awe of some people trying so hard become my friends – spammers – clearly they have all the traits of becoming BFFs. Who cares about human machine differences? I dont! They are smart and methodical in their visits to the network. As mere humans we have CAPTCHA working on the network – you know just to make sure we only hangout with our kind, we think that should work? Nope! My Spam friend finds ‘real people’ to sign up, wait for first time log in, create a permanent log in and then start spamming! They join in and offer services in all hues and colors, everything from leather tanneries, website maintenance, night clubs, free movies etc etc – enough to entice any mortal -logging into become members of the site. If I was not working on this project I guess I would be impressed by the efforts I see and feel may actually have a new bff!

My persistent friend, after logging in and getting an account, makes their first post as a legit post, which may be a compliment on the work the network is doing or be even supporting the cause, so I approve the message to be posted on the live site (it goes to moderation queue-having been burnt in my zeal to make friends I do filter friend requests). Now that I have this trust thing going I have a sure shot in finding a true bff!  I may be close to approving everything this friend says on the network, but once bitten twice shy I keep checking everything and lo-behold finding a bff is not that easy, my trust is broken, spam comment made and I have to ‘delete’ both its poster and the post!

We were this close to becoming bff’s! and the jorurney continues…

I never really thought that I was a soaps kind of a person. What I mean by a soaps-kind-of-person is someone who watches every episode Live when its first broadcast, gets the irony, feels it has a connection to his/her life, and wants the best for the characters! Definitely not me.

Over the last few months I have discovered I am a hopeless soap lover! I watched Grey’s Anatomy back-to-back from the first season to the most current one, so that when the latest season starts am up to date. How did I manage to do it? Well over a weekend of no studies and only one thing – you guessed it – soaps! It was amazing, I did know the story line but still continued to hope that it wouldnt turn out the way I knew it would since that was not good for the characters. So now! you can start thinking that I am the crazy soaps person.

Now lets go beyond the obvious, what makes some people- soap people? What is that the soap people are selling? What is that people like me are buying? Is it a choice at all of what we need we buy or what we get we buy? How does one not buy if at all there is a possibility?

From how they look, to what they wear, to what they drive, where they live – what they eat everything matters. Ofcourse this is the surface of the matter. They are not just selling us the illusion of a life we think we want, they are selling us the dream of something that we maynot have but think we want. So they are selling an illusion.

What are we buying? We are buying the dreams that we had but knew that they were dreams. We are buying an image that we think we can be or may be are. So in turn we buy the illusion for that short period of time that we live through the soap characters – rather vicriously. We yearn the ‘perfection’ (by perfection I mean not the glitches that we seem to have) that they have in their language, jokes, life’s drama, coincidences and everything that they do.

Currently am loving it! Watch grey’s anatomy and gilmore girls.. going back to back on each of them.. and I cry and laugh and I hope and pray that everything goes fine with them!

Sigh and the love affair continues!