If my words could feel, If my words could speak What would they say I wonder and I think Would my words feel good When I insist to spell it right With MS Word and Google And machines to check Getting the spellings wrong Is really a sad plight Would my words think I am… Continue reading My words
One of my recent discussions with a friend and the conclusion was
I recollect reading a message describing best friends – Someone who asks you – How are you and when you reply – I am fine, (getting the pulse) they then say – Ok, tell me what is it? Yeah, that’s how friends are, isn’t it. Understanding without saying much. Eleanor Oliphant is completely Fine, by… Continue reading I am fine, I mean it
Parents, Siblings, Others in familyAre the first ones from whom we learnFrom basic skills to way of livingBehavioural style and personal traitsLove, care, affectionRespect, disciple and dedicationWe are observing, we are absorbingOur life is greatly influencedBy what we learn from our upbringingNext is defined stage of learningTeachers in physical and now virtual formTake the prime… Continue reading Remembering all my teachers
#Now In recommended reads on Medium, an article on how to jumpstart mornings showed up and more for curiosity than for intent to follow, I started reading. Before even reaching the how or rather what does the author do, my grey cells are activated. #Memory Recall 1 Some weeks ago, on a pleasant Sunday morning… Continue reading Falling into a routine, rather rising
Last few days, couple of times I was part of discussion on "time". Right from how can people find time to do so much to how I waste my time on social media or internet surfing, we spent time talking about time. As a result..