As someone who takes the elevator up to the tenth floor everyday, I have to say, people milling around elevators are a source of great exasperation. This is not because of the waiting you have to do with them around, but because the deep lack of logic in an...
Is Sanskrit the oldest language in the world? Is Sanskrit the most scientifically accurate, programmable language in the world? You answered correct if you said no to both the questions. I’m sure every Indian has met someone or read somewhere that Sanskrit is the oldest language in the world,...
First off, I’d like to start this post by saying that GRRM was asked this very question. He responded by saying that it was magic and will be revealed at the end of the series – rational, scientific explanations would not help. Speculations are rampant, of course, but there...
I haven’t read many books this year I would describe as ‘unputdownable’, except The Martian, by Andy Weir. The premise of the story (which is revealed in the very first page) is an astronaut accidentally taken for dead and stranded on Mars, and his fight to survive against all...
Why wouldn’t they believe me when I said we had to get out of there NOW? The house was on the inner circle, the firing squad was sure to come by any minute. We could already hear the the copters above, loud. Once the gas was gone, the firing...
I wrote something about someone a long time ago, which could probably be termed a violation of her privacy. My feeble defense at the time was that I explicitly told her I would write about her, changed her name, and hardly anyone knew whom I was talking about. Thinking...
He walked over to her cubicle on a hunch. He had been right, she was out to lunch. He squinted at the name tag and memorized her name. To him, the word Kavita would never again mean the same. He saw her everyday but he never spoke. He adjusted...
I’ve never done blog prompts or photo challenges before. I thought I’d start with this one from the Daily Post.
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This was taken during sunset in the Fall of 2011, in Edison, New Jersey. I would watch the sunset every evening from my attic bedroom through this window and took particular pleasure in angling the sun’s rays right through that tear in the mesh.
Tonemapping for this image was done using Photomatix Pro.
Why do so many female names, irrespective of country of origin and language, end with an ‘aa’ sound? It’s a question that most of us, at some point of time, have wondered about. I had been terribly fascinated with this question as a child. All around me, I saw...
This post was inspired one of the sitcoms I watch Though it really sucks, the latest episode kicked it up a notch. The lines rhymed throughout, for you see. And that, you might know, is right up my alley! If you’ve watched this episode you might know what it...
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