Life is riddled with ups and downs. Most every 'up' is followed by a 'down', though sometimes, an 'up' is followed by more 'up'. The same goes for 'down ( Read more... )

I wrote my first poem when I was 10 and a half years of age.  The 6th of December, 1999 19911.  The memories of that day came flooding back to me in a rush of amused astonishment and realization that I once was a kid, and I recognize that innocence, that lack of worldly insight and awareness that I had back then.  I'm still a noon noob2 today, but ( Read more... )

I was in a meeting yesterday, and as I am wont to do, I'd drunk more than my fair share of liquids. It's Hyderabad and the weather last evening was simply lovely! However, the over-weight and unfortunate Hyderabaddies who look like tight fits even in the widest chairs in the meeting room were over-heating. The air conditioner was straining to ( Read more... )

A moment frozen in time....  Oh so many years ago.  I remember it almost like it was yesterday.  The main difference though, was the fact that I was a lot closer to the ground when standing at my full height.  If I were standing next to me today, I'd be able to rest my head on my hip.  (A ghastly visualization that!)
( Déjà vu: Fish )

Being or acting childish is something I believe to be just one of many things that has a direct yet seemingly insignificant leg in the hatch to creativity ( Read more... )

I used to play with a Sinclair ZX Spectrum 128 way back when I was 6.. (and having graduated from a ZX 64, 128KB of RAM was like a universe of wonder ( Read more... )