Works Of Contemplation

I have been in this field for 18 long years, though purists may argue that 'long' isn't long enough. Not a cause for my worry though since this is my own blog and possesses works churned out by my thought-factory. Two ideas suddenly hit me during the drone of an early morning Microbiology lecture and what better way to voice out than an entry in your blog? The first of them ideas is the use of a pen to diagnose infections that may threaten life.Sounds alien than the existence of aliens? As thoughts are the best mode of transportation, driven home efficiently by the epic Mahabharata, this may be completely unfeasible. I wonder why not such an idea as pens are omnipresent in a individual's person for most of his lifetime. They could have microbes present on their skin and over a period of time, analysis of the microbial population on the pen may give us an idea about the skin pathogenicity of a person. How non-invasive and efficient such an analysis would be! The nex...

Back to blogging...After a long wait. But, not self-inflicted. Temporarily was this service shut down and now following its restoration, I am following suit. Rubiks cube, anybody wrapping their heads around this? Do not be blinded by the colour squares that pop up everywhere precisely where you want it not to be. Whoever says cubing is easy should be thrust a Rubik instead of a number. In other matters, Johnson is in a desperate mood to break any person who dares to stand in his way to hitting the stumps, failing which he will do it verbally. If actions fail to speak louder, then words will, by default. AAP is desperately trying to grab attention to its antics, the only thing they have forgotten is that their antics have already been taken note of. They should be made to read the newspapers first, as eminent writers cringe about the loss of reading habits. And movie stars too,for, for any youth and below, the only bamboo product they pick up after bed-rise is the supplement providin...

I WILL CHIDE NO BREATHER IN THE WORLD BUT MYSELF, AGAINST WHOM I KNOW MOST FAULT.. This, for the uninitiated, is the Bard's striking lines from one of his many illuminating works, at least to me. 'Excuses', who does make them not? The self terms it 'Reasons'. How convenient are they! Objects with beating hearts abstain from self-torture. Clearly, the Bard is the opposite. His ascertaining of this crows volumes about his silent self. Excuses are his forte not. He beats himself up over this. Everyone has faults of their own, don't they? THE FOOL DOTH THINK HE IS WISE, BUT THE WISE MAN KNOWS HIMSELF TO BE A FOOL  Fool are not, we are? Jury still out?

Researchers. These individuals do search for something that has already been searched,albeit in vain. Isn't that the most logical explanation one can arrive at by chewing 'research'?? Okay, whatever be your answer, let me not hear it. For no reason,though. Anyway, my topic will apparently be about trial and error. Will apparent become real? Well, you the judge be. Is there anyone in this world (UFO inhabitants ignored,that is) that haven't 'trial-and-error'ed? Sure I am of the answer,nobody. From estimation of a teacher's leniency levels in school by the ever efficient technique of occupying the assorted atoms of the first bench and not so much as even raising your eyes to look at her when she asks a question that a six-year old momentarily tortures his head for in frustration to those researchers who keep on searching for something that they do not have the remotest indication of how what they are searching for looks, everyone has employed this sure-shot...

I deactivate my FB account. Then, I go against myself in a few days. My friend seeks "in fb again?". Here, I resolve to start placing. Replace 'in' and only 'in' in my buddy's query so as to mean the stark opposite of it. Some among you might have chanced upon 'off'. But, contradicted in is out . Same is the case after replacement. This, my dear readers, I believe, is but one of the many instances of the pulchritude that our ever-accommodating heated Hebrew professes.

I am back. My last post, for those who cared to not notice, was the date before I was born. And it has been three months before blogging lured me back. I, as always, have nothing novel and world-changing to say but maintaining a blog is good and so....here I am again to help you while away your time. My second semester at SASTRA is drawing to a close. Another 18 days of the final exam and we are finished with our first year in college. To have started it on a tentative note seems foolish now. The second year lets us into our own departments. I will stop here on college and maybe, give an update later. And, why is Barca losing so badly? This is not like them. To Play so lethargically. Meanwhile, computer coding seems to be fun, suddenly.

The facet of CREATIVITY has never ceased to amaze my self till now and it probably never will. As a modern-day individual, my vote for personifying this fascinating aspect goes to Barca's playmaker Andrès Iniesta . In his profession, one needs to think on his mind(literally) and on his feet(figuratively). Your mind should remain sharp for 90 minutes, you have to be in the 'zone' and the the actions executed instinctively have to be coupled with conviction and the self-belief that brickbats and bouquets can be parried. Individuals come up with innovative ideas when boxed in to a zone of no escape. The above example serves this fact amply. The other instance when they come up so is when they are in the 'zone' ..if anyone can understand what I am hinting at. Creativity cannot be instilled into anyone nor can that be brought out by repeated sermons. The spark of creativity will surely get ignited for every person who is and will be gracing this world for aeons to c...