Mr.Humble

    I'm sure you too accept your own labels, keeping in mind certain self-accepted notions. Some might by imposed by others too. People's ideas as to who we are. And while some of these imposed-ideas could be permissible, some are flat-out.

   I ask all this because I contemplate on this daily. Some people refer to me as 'Giver of Sarcasm.' Not that I reject it, but I honestly don't prefer embracing mockery. Yes, it might be of my most obvious(say, 95%) traits, but at other times, I want to be kind too.

   The reason I started these thoughts into my mind is that I've stepped into another role; a new label.  Blogger-and writer. For one, I truly admire words.

    There is something distinctively magical I find in all words. The way they evoke emotions, thoughts, feelings, actions and reactions. At least, the only such other thing in life is music. At least to me.

    Words. Are. Powerful. And putting them down isn't a job to be taken lightly either.  In most cases, I mean.
   
    And yes, even as I let my keyboard loose while putting down these thoughts, I'm marveling at the significance of words. 

Addicting

    I love fiction. I love stories. In fact, I get a buzz from it. Reading it, watching it, and thinking about it. All this came can come even from a 30 second advertisement.  I mean, I feel in a foggy state whenever I finish a great movie or a book. And after one book or movie, I just want MORE.
 
   So, as mechanical and silly as it seems, I try to pace myself.  I reward myself with bits of fiction for doing the things I know I should be doing.  Twenty minutes of getting ready for the day followed by one song.  Ten minutes of work before I check my blog stats.   When I do this, I am actually happier because I’m getting the real work done and I can enjoy the fun without guilt.
   
   

The April Fool's Day

  Was getting bored last night..So I did what I do best: Log on to Blogger and Twitter at the same time, and hope that sleep would find me soon.

   And it turned out it was April Fool's day..not telling 'whatever it means.' I mean, I've never found the origin of this day.

   And my timeline and Home were flooded with people's desperate attempts to crack a prank on friends. It was quite funny, and satirical at the same time.

   I too joined the race. I tried playing a prank on my Twituniverse friend..but it turned out my friend was well versed with April Fool's Day.

    I miss the good old days when every prank was supposed to be epic.

    This day is trully foolish.

    So I woke up this morning and quite paranoid about everything. Don't expect me to take to pranks lightly.

    So how the day for you people? Hope you made a good prank. Or did you end up being the fool yourself?

That rectangle shape

     That awkward thing you have to do to get the blanket in the right way.
  
       During my childhood, I fondly remember, I found it strange that there was a shoe specifically designed for each foot. Why couldn't the left shoe fit on the right foot?  Gradually, I started thinking about other things too. And realised that many things don't make sense.

       For one, beds are usually shaped like rectangles. Why must sheets and blankets be shaped this way too? Maybe it looks better? But I guess blanket designers need to keep in mind he benefit of the person, not the bed.

       Suppose it's a cold night and wake up feeling cold in your legs. You try to cover the whole body by adjusting the blanket over your legs. Now you do a kick-thing to get it the correct way. So why can't have be square-shaped or even circular blankets? It would be worth it.

       

Dissatisfied

   I guess I haven't really enjoyed a book since the last two months. I read this somewhere: "When was the last goo book you read?" My answer to this would be Stones of Fire. Then on, most books have been average or not as fulfilling as I expected them to be.
   There are various of books on my shelf I want to read, but yet not doing so most of them would involve catching up on the previous story, so that my memory in that context is refreshed and I can fairly judge the story.
   I want to feel attached to the books I read. I want the plots to be as immersible as possible, and I want to care for the characters and want to lose myself in the story.
   The book worm is calm. At least till then. 

After my death, please post this on Facebook

I am dead.:-)

Have you ever thought about what would happen to your Facebook page after you die? While researching about algorithms used by Facebook, I came across an app “If I Die”. This app enables the user to upload a post or video that will be published post mortem. The death has to be confirmed by 3 trustee friends named by the user when he uploads this message.


If you think about it, the idea for this app is not revolutionary or even new. They are simply making use of social media to publish the final message to a larger audience. The mediums used by If I Die, like video and text, have been around for a long time.
What other purpose could a final message via Facebook serve? I can think of one. Many people have hundreds of friends on Facebook, who only connect online. For these people, a last message would spread the information that the profile owner is dead. How else are they to learn about the death, without someone informing them via Facebook? Who better to do it then the owner of the profile themselves? After all, the close family and friends are probably busy mourning.

Would I use this app? At this point in time, I would have to reply with a negative. I have no secrets or vendettas I want to air after my death. Furthermore I tell those I care about that I love them, while I am still alive. I do not see the need to do it after my death.

Are you interested in or already using this app? What were the motivating factors for you to do it?

9/11

No one can fix it

Its been ten years

and no explanation

the price of life

the price of truth

the presence of terror and fear

yet lodged in our consciousness