Veiled Dreams

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players, They have their exit and entrance, And one man in his time plays many parts, His act being seven ages... Albeit of the fact that I don't have much knowledge of my grandfather's first 5 stages but I have seen him going through his last 2 stages of life. When I was an infant, mewling and puking. He was already on the last step of 'The Justice'(5th stage) with a beard of formal cut, full of wise saws and modern instances. (Although he never had a fair round belly). The stage that I have known him through the most, was when I was a whining child creeping like a snail. Unwilling to go to school, then my grandfather was the one to drop me to school. In his sixth stage, lean with slippers pantaloons and spectacles on nose. I remember as a child I used to have severe ulcerations (I used to cry a lot) and he paced carrying me for hours. As the time flew by and I entered into an age of a sighed

R ecently, I have played a subject to a psychology experiment. I think many of you will agree with me that it is a mysterious branch of science (from conscious to hypnotism). And today it's about one of the miracles of our brain " Memory: Thing remembered and forgotten ". So, here are some interesting fact related to the memory. Memory can basically be divided into short term and long term memories (some what similar to the memory of a computer). Short term memory holds information for only 20-30 second, then whoosh! So, you just need to move information from short term to long term. Researchers suggest that a human mind can hold from 5 to 9 discrete thoughts at a time after that your storage system (brain) become overloaded. You know study says, things learned in an environment are easier to remember in the similar environment. (I always knew that I'll do much better if allowed to write exam in my bedroom). A study sugg

We Indians truly become patriotic mostly on 2 occasions, firstly off-course because of our Indian army and secondly for Cricket. Women In Blue I'm actually here to applause Indian women cricket team. Probably most of you must have seen world cup final yesterday (or have read about in papers). It was a memorable match with sold out in the stadium and world wide audience of over 100 million (Actor Akshay Kumar was also among the audience to watch the finals). Alas, We fall short of 9 runs in repeating the history of 1983 (P.S- India won 1983's world cup on the grounds of Lords, London only). (Score- India 219/10 and England- 228/7) It was a memorable match, both teams were brilliant. But "kya karein dil toh humara Hindustani hai na," that why I won't praise England on their victory. Actually, I'm actually here to honour Women in Blue. Firstly I must admit much to my shame and maybe you will join me too, that our knowledge about these pride of Ind

T oday, I spent almost 3 and 1/2 hours surfing through youtube about just one word "Passion" . It may seem outrageously stupid to you to spend 210 minutes on a single word and I have been lingering over it for almost a year and a half. I didn't want to be a pretend person and I also have recently pledged myself, to live in reality (I have been leading a fantasy life for long enough). So, if I am trying to be honest to myself, then why not to be truthful to others also. I am no philosopher, nor I am a writer (although I fancied being one) neither I am a successful person. In fact, for most of you, I am unemployed & unsuccessful. I didn't get placed in any of the companies that came in my college and its been a year and a half, and I am still couldn't find a job for myself. We all love hearing about great people, about their amazing, successful lives. Writers, painter entrepreneur, millionaires people who found their true calling, It's really inspiri

Writers always fascinate me, some one who can create magic by black dull letters. Colors are always beautiful and inspiring but i am little old school and believe that a writer has power to create and inspire. He can make you laugh and cry in the same line. I always used to worship these writers with a little envy. I used to fantasize about writing someday waiting for my muse but then the mist of fantasy disappeared and i hit the reality.  Life has been kind of bumpy for me, for quiet sometime now. but this time has also given me a strength to see light even in dark. it has made me realize that i am my own muse.  So guys this attempt, a mild hope live my fantasy. And I promise that this won't be all bull and cock story. I'll soon be publishing my first post, I hope i'll get the bite at a cherry, that you will read and most of all like it. And If you have any thoughts, suggestions or even nonsense please do share. See you Soon Ciao