The magical marriage app
Well, you may not believe this but navigation through technology for the music of a peppy marriage is possible. All you need is an imaginary app (because no has yet thought of creating one that my rhyming couplets talk about) to make it all happen. And if this really happens, all one can say with...
And then a poem got some words
Poetry, like music, happens all the time Within us and outside us But not everyone pauses long enough To notice thoughts that follow a feather floating in the air Or eyes that blink a coded message Moments come and go like ocean tides, only faster They hardly have the patience to linger I think they...
Men in the kitchen are like consultants for organisations
‘Men don’t cook’ is a fallacy. ‘Men can’t cook’ is a puerile whine. ‘Men must not cook’ is unintelligent. ‘Men can cook’ is similar to what harmony, rhythm and beat are for music. This chorus of not wanting men around in the kitchen because they cannot cook is as funny as the Congress shouting itself...
Of bloggers and blunders
God in his infinite wisdom decided to place bloggers and blunders only a vowel away from each other in the dictionary. You don’t think there is anything in this that needs to be taken seriously… right? You feel this is simply another chronology coincidence that I have stumbled upon and that, like the media, I...
Music speaks louder than words
It was Friedrich Nietzsche who wrote that ‘without music, life would be a mistake’. Leo Tolstoy called music the ‘shorthand of emotion’. Beethoven thought it was a ‘mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life’ and Missy Elliott was content to declare that it must necessarily ‘be your escape’. To me all these definitions sound...
Only creativity is infinite
‘Life is short, youth is finite, and opportunities endless,’ wrote Justin Rosenstein and I agree with him because I have seen that the human brain loves interacting with the endless flow of chances. A chance to succeed or a chance to reach out to fulfilment forms the main ingredient of every small or big race...
Who are the chosen ones?
‘You’re the chosen one’, said their mail and I was suitably thrilled, happy, and began looking forward to this trip to the Tata Nano factory in Sanand, near Ahmedabad. Well, the journalist in me was, let me admit here, excited… for reasons that are obvious to anyone. I wanted to see for myself the relationship...
What the camera saw in the Vista D90
I wish i had the Nikon D90 to photograph the Vista D90… there might have been some sort of D90 crony-ism observable there. However, the photographs taken of this comfortable new introduction were clicked with there cameras: 1. Nikon D5100 2. Samsung Galaxy camera 3. Samsung Galaxy Note II So here is my photo-post on this...
Thrill Redefined
When I am driving I tend not to look at the drivers but at the way they are driving… and most often keep concluding about the nature of drivers by looking at and analysing the way they are driving. My driving mutterings always leave my wife in a good mood, for I tend to go...
