A journal of my endeavors as a journalism enthusiast. Includes stories & pics from Afghanistan.
"They used the gas from my motorbike to power the generator," complained Shah Hussain, father of three, describibng his family's craze for the Indian TV Serial, "Tulsi". Shah lives in Kabul; his family, like many families in the Afghan cpaital, is obsessed with the Dari version of the serial run on one of the local TV stations.
The serial portrays the lives of three-or-so generations of mothers-and daughters-in-law, living together in a large family. Tulsi, the protagonist of the play, has achieved such a wiodespread fame among the Afghans that the serial is now known after her name; few people recognize the serial by its original name, Because Mother-in-law Has Also Once Been a Daughter-in-law
Despite the severe power shortages, people stay glued to their TV screens every night at half past eight. Such is the frustration of a power failure in the middle of the show that curse words are uttered without any fear of consequences even in the "strictest" and "noblest" of families.
Many families–even some of the poorest ones–have gone as far as purchasing generators in order not to miss an episode. Because of the "reality" and "closeness" of its theme to the peoples' lives, they think its worth the purchase and the subsequent fuel cost.
Girls mimic the lines at schools, men both young and old watch it and women are big fans. "Tulsi" is the subject of conversations even at some government offices. Women spend hours commenting on the outcomes of events.
Posters and postcards of Tulsi and some other characters of the play are now being produced. Despite the higher prices, Tulsi aficionados don't mind buying them.
After Delhi and Islamabad, "Tulsi" has taken Kabul by fire. Considering the length of the serial, it can be foretold that this new media craze is likely to continue for many more years to come.
It's finally [almost] here: May 6, 2006--a day when I would be taking the SAT. Yes, it's a very important test; yes, I'm [a little] nervous; yes, I haven't prepared in the last few weeks the way I should have; yes, I've been mentally perturbed in the last three weeks, but I am optimistic. I will do well because I must do well--plain as that.
Tomorrow I will get my visa from the embassy of Pakistan in Kabul. Immediately afterwards, I will head off to Peshawar and then to Islamabad, Pakistan. If everything works as per my plans, I shall be able to take the test [for which I have been preparing for almost one year]. Else, I will have to revert to plan B--"and plan B's are always not good ones."
Okay, enough of that. I almost forgot to tell you that I got some stuff coming your way from my latest experiences with life.
I shall reply everyone's messages as soon as I get some free time. 
Be happy and stay good.