Monthly Site Summary

This post highlights the traffic received by the empatheticalmind blog every month. This is to maintain transparency and help in assessing the areas of traction. This data can be used by debut readers and followers to understand total posts published every month and total traffic so that they can read the most viewed or liked... Continue Reading →

Passion + Patience = Purpose of life

Where there is patience, there will be passion and vice versa. As a software engineer, working on new technology is a passion. Until you get an opportunity to work on that, you need to have patience. You cannot be in a hurry when things that are not in your control is having a control on... Continue Reading →

Mirror Bangs

Be like a mirror. If someone showers you love, shower them back with love.If they show anger, reply with hatreds.If someone breaks you and then shows hatred, reflect with cannons of hatred.Every broken piece should burn in agitation to make them retreat.But the Secret sauce is, do all this with a smiling face.

Stranger (Poem #17)

Alone she is waiting for the drink.Alone I am waiting for the bill.I am done early, all my badshould I pretend to extend or leave sad.As I stare, she too, with my mind getting nosy.Eyes turning red by the reflection of her glossy.I look left then to the right, she looks bright, straight to the... Continue Reading →

Tears (Poem #16)

Affinity with the sea, a tang of salinity.Eye is to seal, I can only feel.Sun is black, never rises above.Tears makes it set, drowning it wet. Flows down the cheek as rivers from sea,No one to stop, dry as you drop.I start as you but die as me,Hard to control 'n' tough to quit. Check... Continue Reading →

Why human memory is so bad ?

Humans are bad at memory, especially men (at least me). Now I am at 28, I wonder how my memory would be 40 years later. I already blame my memory when I forgot to wish my wife on our engagement anniversary. Before marriage, I even forgot once to wish on her birthday. I was actually... Continue Reading →

Swing and The Tree (Poem #14)

In an open play ground, there existed a rope tied to the branch of one of the tree. A Kid living nearby, saw the tree and rope, got a tire with her and tied to the rope. Everyday she would spend some time swinging high and leave after dawn. One day she was never seen.... Continue Reading →

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