I was just checking out Technorati, looking for stories tagged Calcutta and Kolkata, the new name of my old hometown, to read the stuff not likely to be found in the Calcutta newspapers, The Telegraph and The Statesman. What a pleasant surprise it was to find a blog by three old girls of one of the poshest and best schools in town, La Martiniere for Girls, Calcutta. I said "old girls", but these ladies from the class of 1983 are chic, au courant and radiate a joie de vivre that comes from feeling good, doing well and being in the prime of life. Life after school has pulled them in various directions. One is an artist who spent some time in Alexandria where she ran into one of her fellow-bloggers and old school chums, who later moved to Toronto. Another teaches English and cultural studies in an American university. Friends meet up in Delhi. Yes, it’s a small world, and these girls are getting around. The blog is their virtual meeting place to swap notes and gossip.
I have a niece in the same school and wonder what she will be like five or 10 years from now. Certain schools do help people to go further than others. I remember how students from Rama Krishna Mission invariably seemed to be good at studies. There seems to be something special also about La Martiniere and a few other schools in Calcutta.
Talking about Indian bloggers, the Indibloggies are out — the Indian weblog awards "showcasing excellence in the Indian blogosphere", as the organisers say. Winners include old familiars, but, boy, oh boy, this is the first time I came across Sonia Faleirio and Mall Road. Working in Singapore, I have obviously not been keeping up with all the home news. Some of these bloggers are pretty stylish and opinionated as bloggers ought to be, if they have that freedom, that is. So many constraints can get in the way — one’s job, one’s future, the family, the society one lives in. But there are free spirits. Hats off to them, from this Anonymous Coward.