On my right, an open patch of grass with varying heights, with trees scattered randomly; leaves bustled as an impatient wind waltzed past. A beautiful pre-sunset sky provided the perfect backdrop. (Hot as it was outside, I was in air-conditioned goodness.) For a few seconds I lost myself. Perhaps this is what it's like to... Continue Reading →
I want to be so many things
These past few days I've been engrossed by Carl Sagan's The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark. It's made me want to be a scientist, and a little of an activist and politician. Prior to that I was reading Haruki Murakami's What I Talk About When I Talk About Running, a wonderful book given... Continue Reading →
The Lost Pencil
Where’s my pencil?! Someone stole my pencil She screamed. Cursed thieves, stealing Her pencil, I thought To myself. Where is my PENCIL she asked Once more But only An empty silence Replied. Around she went, Searching for her lost Pencil. No one saw it, she Sighed. And I signed With her. Then I FOUND MY... Continue Reading →
Hidden Truths
The truth revealed Then hidden, Like a frightened kitten Peering beyond a wall. Not quite sure if 'twas Right or wrong, Perhaps silence was The better option. The word not spoken From birth till death, It touches nothing, And everything.
It’s no use crying over spilled milk
I don't know why but this thought suddenly came to me: the next time a toddler or anyone who's small and/or light enough for you to carry (preferably one you know) starts to cry, quickly go grab some milk and pour it on the floor; then grab that toddler/insanely light person up and carry him... Continue Reading →
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