Action out of control

Have you tried playing table tennis? Rackets have rubber layer on both sides and touching the ball swishes it through the air.It needs control of arm force to make it land on the opponent side.By control it does not mean to slow down the hit. Some players swoop the racket but ball goes spinning in... 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 →

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 →

What does a blog mean to me?

My blog is a library I own. Every book has me as an author except those two excellent poems by my friend @bharathibalan07, it might find new authors in future. Any can use this library and search for their book of interest. Even after my presence, it will carry my legacy. Every post is an... Continue Reading →

Immature Acts in my Life

I was watching a short film today in YouTube after the title made me watch despite the dislikes and discouraging comments. I don't want to name it but it reminded me of the short film I was part of 10 years ago. Luckily it never came out in digital platforms but limited to college competitions.... Continue Reading →

The Cradle life (Poem #12)

Born a baby, With aquiline nose.Grown to infant, Paradise land.One way entry, Air check-in.Four way exit, Crawl check-out.Strangers behold, Stare when hold.They do the smile, Replied with the rictus.Cry the alarm, Snooze it can't.Unable to dismiss, Service the call.Only the sway, Helps in its way.Sing a lullaby, Just like serenade. Photo by George Cox on... Continue Reading →

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