Reoccurring reality

Reoccurring reality

He bent down to put his heavy bag down to unlock the door, after a long days work he was ready for some beer and a fine hooker. Pushing the key inside, he finds much to his surprise the door is already unlocked. Fear strikes his heart as a list of the house valuables that could’ve been stolen crosses his mind, the fact that he thought of his baby last doesn’t bother him at all. Pushing it all aside he rushes in ready to face the worst but what he…

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INFORMATION AND KNOWLEDGE

INFORMATION AND KNOWLEDGE

A wise friend of mine once taught me that knowledge is nothing but actionable information. In other words, if an information helps us to act better, it is a knowledge.But I also feel that things keep moving back and forth between the information bucket and the knowledge bucket. A few years back I tried this experiment with some of my friends who are software engineers. I gave them some basic calculus problems that they were really good at when they were in high schools. They all failed to solve those…

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Point to Ponder

Point to Ponder

When I was a kid I had my fingers in many pies. And I always had to hear things like “Oh, she is so fickle minded,” “She is not serious/sincere about anything”, and I believed them. I always believed that I didn’t amount to much and never would. A couple of years ago (Yes, that recently), someone I really look up to said something to me and it changed my world forever. She said that, she had been observing me for years now and she had noticed that when I…

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Magic in the Air

Magic in the Air

Ever since we’ve come to Auroville magic has been in the air. I have had so many magical moments here that I now kind of take it for granted. There is a word for it – synchronicity; when things just fall in place. One such magical experience has to do with the Matrimandir. When I first came here I was really intimidated by the Matrimandir and I never had the guts to venture inside. One evening when I was going home an elderly lady asked me for a lift. When…

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IT’S ALL IN YOUR MIND!

IT’S ALL IN YOUR MIND!

Human mind is a very funny thing. So believe people when they say – “It’s all in your mind!”Music is my passion and I will be honest when I say that I am a total Walter Mitty here. I would think myself on a stage, with a vivacious crowd shouting and hooting and clapping, shouting my name out loud. Crowded bus, over-crowded trains, cabs – everywhere. Even toilets to be honest. But there was a little problem. I had issues with my pitching. Pretty serious ones. I started training as…

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Personal Safety

Personal Safety

This New Year’s Resolution ! Personal Safety ? A resolution? Seriously ? Can this be or rather should this be our new year’s resolution 2017 ? We all are more used to and comfortable with routine resolutions like losing weight, spending time with family, travelling, quality work etc etc . But, I guess with India changing we need to change too, Especially we the Indian Women! In the wake of many recent unfortunate incidences its about time we women gear ourselves up to become our own saviours and protectors. Its…

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Internet is our Temple

Internet is our Temple

Whenever I visit temples, I see people praying to God. Praying for health of family members, praying for financial prosperity and praying for peace in life. A motivational speaker was delivering a speech in a seminar in front of a large audience. In the middle of the speech, he suddenly took out a hundred dollar bill and asked the audience, who wants hundred dollars? Few hands raised. He waited for a few seconds and again asked, who wants it? Some more hands raised. While this was happening a little boy…

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Everyone has a personal museum

Everyone has a personal museum

It is called memory.I visit my own museum every day. Everyone visits their own personal museums every day, consciously or unconsciously. When I visit, I see my first bicycle that my maternal uncle bought me when I was in first grade. I see our first cassette player that my father brought one day along with a couple of my favorite cassettes. I see the foldable iron bed which I slept in and shared my dreams with when I was in junior secondary school. I see the broken radio (which was…

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The Message

The Message

It had all started with that small piece of paper. Maya was taking his shirt out for washing when the folded slip of paper had flipped out of Anit’s pocket. She recognised Anit’s crabbed handwriting, but the passion and intensity etched on the tiny slip were completely alien to the man she so intimately knew for so many years. When she asked Anit about it, he just smiled and said in a dismissive tone that it was just like any of his other idle doodling, nothing else. But the worm…

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