Idiot box? I think not.

'The pen is mightier than the sword', they say. Words have power which is often underestimated. The most honest thoughts stem when you feel real passion towards the subject. This very opinion gave birth to this blog.

Since we were little, all of us have been warned of the evils of television. "Do you want to ruin your eyesight? Why don't you go downstairs and play instead?"

They call it the idiot box. I've always wondered why. And the word 'idiot' has always been negative. At least until a recent Bollywood movie which suddenly made being an idiot a good thing. Scores of actors trying to provide entertainment of every existent genre through a medium which is in OUR control is suddenly idiotic.

Now I watched cartoons exclusively up until I was 13. I'd stand in front of the telly, all of seven, immersed in how Jerry would con Tom again. Thomas the cat taught me never to give up on what I want. To never lose hope but to keep trying(The childhood stories with the same moral never appealed to me). Those were the golden years.

I grew older, and my interest in Popeye and his spinach-induced super strength dwindled, and I began falling in love with the lives of six friends living in the Big Apple. Because who doesn't have a little bit of Rachel, Monica, Phoebe, Joey, Chandler and Ross in them?

Then it was Bye-bye Friends, hello Grey's Anatomy. And a slew of other brilliant shows, each of which felt like it was tailor-made for me in one way or the other. I felt dark and twisted inside like Meredith Grey, I could relate with having been blessed with an overactive imagination like John Dorian, I know what it felt to be empirical like Temperance Brennan, I'd faced trouble with peers like, well, all the kids in 90210,...the list is endless.

What I'm trying to say is, this is fiction imitating life, and for the one hour that I'm watching my favorite show, I can forget my day and try to help them solve a murder, or feel the anxiety of cutting someone open on an operating table. I can feel what it's like to live in rainy Seattle, or sunny L.A. And that's a feeling like no other.

How many things in life can evoke such a wide spectrum of emotions in 22 minutes? It's admirable, if anything. The television is my cure for a bad day, a broken heart, or simply something that allows my imagination to soar, and idiot or not, I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world.

This is me. Couch potato. And very proud of it.