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Human Vagaries

Behold the vagaries of men!                     Converts seamlessly achieved by seasons Bides their time as an eagle its prey by reason No plausible cause for them to be given unto nature Thus taking the edge and defiance unto nurture         The calm seas harbour a beastly weapon                    Stirred to action, only a tectonic shift in foundation. Such are humans. Outer tranquil verily masks inner turmoil, but few do alter path.

Perpetual Pursuit

That, which we most require is lost on us, precisely when in need. Be it words for an essay, couplet for a proposal, sporting gear for a try-out, we are worked to chase them incessantly, some sooner in acquisition and some when time partially abides by and even some, never at all. It is always said, “The means determine the ends”. So, I ask, is the end which concerns most? I am afraid not. The means do. I am in pursuit of always some fact or fiction, since my inception. The first day, what I need is what none will ever understand, and hence, believe theirs over time, through attrition and joy. Five years further, I gain a sapling yet mine moulders don’t. I am, then, in pursuit of objects of awe, that which I will lose 10 years down. 5 more, and I am, age-entailing fantasies .10 years further, responsibility descends on me, and I am, sustenance, not merely of me. 10 further, and I am in pursuit of contentment, and in even 10, a gradual settle into excused resignation. Over three score...

Stop Ea'zh'th-qu'ack'ing!

I will bring to the fore two disturbing trends that plagued me whenever I stumble on it. These two are entirely unrelated. The first one being the pronunciation of the word "Earthquake" and the next being the sound that 'r' suffers in the tongues of Indians mimicking the Brits and the Americans. Yes, I agree there are other words pronounced wrongly but this particular word had the power to draw me in to a mode of introspection, albeit for weird reason. I have encountered gentlemen and women pronouncing the word as Earth-qu'ack'. They are not of a particular category. These gentlemen span the range of all the seven stages of life, yet most of them don't seem to be concerned that they spell the word in an embarrassing way. Maybe their teachers had pronounced it so, maybe they ignored the thorn in lieu of the bigger scheme, whatever might be the reason, I consider it  a blemish on their record, more so if they happen to be English lecturers. The correct pr...

To the teacher's aid!

I ran the risk of preaching, en-route to penning this article. I hope this would not be a deterrent to readers of this post. This hit when I was attending a college lecture on Plant&Animal Biotechnology, and a very boring one at that! This article has nothing to do with biotechnology or anything remotely related to that even. This is about how a teacher or a professor could conduct a class that ruthlessly drags any student's attention from whatever is flitting constantly across their minds. Mine chose to take the route of a drone, interspersed with traces of humour that, if it were radiation, would need a highly sensitive Geiger Counter to register oscillations. He did it without any confidence and thus hopelessly failing to get to the other end of the spectrum. I wonder why do something just for the sake of getting through while it is much in everyone's capability to perform a great deal better? I appreciate this professor's idea of wielding humour as  a weapon to...

Too Much?

I wonder how people get over someone they once loved. If they loved that person, doesn't it mean they shower unconditional love over them? The phrase 'loving once' is quite the paradox. You cannot trust a person and yet you can love him/her, and I can vouch for that, having endured it personally. If ever you trust somebody, you will then feel safe of secrets confided in them, turning to them whenever aid is required and you possess the confidence of never ever losing them. For all these to happen simultaneously and with a single person is very difficult and you might as well invest that effort on purchasing a locker or a safe. You might get all that and even more. Man-made objects always possessed a greater appeal than creatures with a heart. You do not have the fickleness that is associated to a human. Who knows at what moment a person whom you completely confide in will leave you in the lurch? Maybe they delivered a lot and expected the same in return. Neither's faul...

Head-less and Tail-less.

Crisp. This single five letter word evokes many feelings and pleasant sceneries within us, only upon dwelling though. It may be the delicious crunch of a packet of chips, the refreshing atmosphere surrounding us or one of the many letter-assortments availed to emphasize an individual’s character, to name a few. I will portray this word in a completely new light in this essay, as that in relation to the broad canvas spanned by cyber-borders and its ilk. To initiate the discussion, let us take the case of Narendra Modi, the honourable Prime Minister of India. He ushered in a new paradigm of campaigning in the prelude to the Lok Sabha elections in 2014. Successfully wielding the weapon of social media, he lured the major demographic of India: the youth. That he won the election by a staggering margin is ample proof of what social media and in broader terms, what the Internet can do. The question being debated here is not the after-shocks of social media but the exploitation of the I...

An UFO existence might seem plausible!

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...