Pitter-patter

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Rain rain go away ...
Come again another day
Li'l Ani wants to play
Rain rain go away ...

but on second thoughts ...

Rain rain you can spray ...
You have quite warmed us up ... if I may say
I don't mind meeting you on the way
Rain rain  you can stay .


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Strike ! or simply shrug ... and this time 'round you'll be joined by Slug

(pages from my diary ... 7th Nov '09)

If the world were a machine ... a motor would be running it.

The mind that made the machine feeds on a thought process - creative, independent & inventive. It is the brilliance of certain beautiful minds that shines as beacons on the tortuous road of a society's progress.

What is the role of an individual's mind in the collective existence of the society? What is its role in shaping the environment which the thoughts and soul would be nurtured ?

I ventured out to find an answer ...

Quarter-life Crisis

(… with inputs from an e-mail I received …)


How often have we heard about mid-life crisis in hushed tones?


To think of such crisis from the other-end of the tube (to which I am closer) … let’s call it the quarter-life crisis … the characteristics or rather the symptoms (if I can take the liberty to call it so) ... are identical !!



So life does actually come a full circle … even when crisis is concerned …

Think about it …

... to begin with ...

The only thing that is constant is CHANGE

 Well ... so here I am ... (This is me ... there's nowhere else on earth I'd rather be... la la la .. I like saying that ... each time I hear/say the first phrase ... even when it is of ABSOLUTELY no consequence !!!)

Okay .. so where was I ???  yeah , SO here I am on my OWN blog ... doing something that I was quite opposed to .. even sometime back ... as late as last week .. ha ha .. (I know I am VERY unpredictable).

But just as anything and everything else ... I too changed my mind one bright morning & I thought of making my own blog !!!