Tuesday, May 8, 2007
death of hospitality..
when i first stepped into the world of real hospitality at the Radisson Berkshire hotel i didnt know that honest laughter had given place to the sniggering bleat now common to polite societyand understood to be the elegantly trained and expression of mirth,the warm handshake in a gr8 measure ,degenerated into the timorous offer of two or three clammy fingers extended dubiously,as with the fear of microbes.and hospitality,large hearted ,smiling and gracious is dead and wrapped in its grave clothes,waiting in stiff corpselike state for its final burial,..the virtue is totally defunctand the spirit has fled ..the art of entertaining is lost and so has the art of conversation and when our so called friends are at home we are often more anxious to find reasons for declining rather than for accepting their invitations,simply coz we know there is no real at home init but merely an out of home arrangement,in which a mixed crowd of people are asked to stand and swelter on staircasesand in drawingrooms pretending to listen to music which one can barely hear...the chief cannon of modern society is hypocrisy today the only tool tht pleases one and all...
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The writing is good.... but it sounds like its coming from an alone dark place in your head. just stumbled on to your blog while surfing. well some ppl have become great writers abt the lonly mind.
You know I loved the one on hospitality the most because its easy to write about your best friends and your mom and dad…coz the words flow from our deepest emotions but for something like this you need observation of what is happening around us in the name of sophistication, it’s the crime that we commit just to confirm to some custom that no one can recall when it became the accepted norm, the meaningless smile, the hollow concern, the cold handshakes its disgusting what we are doing in the name of hospitality coz when you are out of home you really look forward to anything that comes close to being sincere.. sometimes its better if professionalism takes a back seat and we can experience the sincere warmth of meeting a absolute stranger and making friends with them, in a far away place..i think the hotel that can do this is the one that can truly succeed but for this to become a reality we need someone who will choose honesty over greed. And its hard.. believe me, its very hard..but that’s what dreams are made up of ..right..!! maybe someday we can open up just such a place where people will remember not the rooms or the curtains or the swimming pool but the ..PEOPLE..
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