I love creating things, be it using paper and pens the analog way or coding it all the digital way, but above all I love writing down the gazillions of thoughts buzzing in my head 24*7 about anything and everything. Poems aren't my forte but I may try my hand at it, for I fall under code-loving-writer category.
I don't know if I have ever written about this here before, but you all know how all of us get the same no of hours each day, and same number of days in a week and so on. However, each one of us has unique lives, different stories, varied memories right?
Being at a juncture where after 4 long years in the same college, when my friends and I look back, I realise again, how differently we all led our lives. When some of us sat cocooned in the serenity of our homes, others conquered wild heights like the one above. [Mapr] ; when some devoured books, others learned new languages watching foriegn serials [bhavu] and so on the list goes on.
When studies revolve around the iteration of polynomials and rational functions espcially the family of quadratic polynomials f(x) = x2 - µ, where µ is a complex parameter. As µ varies, the Julia set will vary on the complex plane and we get different beautiful versions of me :P
If you wish to choose to take lessons from movies, remember that every woman can become what she wants to, live her dream, despite of the all the responsibilities that she has to bear as a woman by birth. (#MomAtSixteen)
If you wish to show your parents that you, who have got equal education as your brothers, can get better jobs and do marvelously in life, do all it takes to do so. Break the monotony(#TanuWedsManuReturns)
When you spend like alomst a decade in Gulf, all their stringent rules for vehicles, food, water and everything around you seems to be etched on your memories forever. But ever since I landed in India, I have never been able to hide my shock at all the black smoke that comes out of the cars, trucks and even Police jeeps. For a kid who had forgotten what it meant to live in India, for someone who had been so used to all 'Istamara-stamped( an yearly routine check for all vehicles before they come out on roads)' cars on road following traffic rules (for the fear of the hUGe fine), I was apalled. I couldn't believe how we Indians were ok with bribes at the 'pollution-certificate-centres and petrol stations that sold 'so-called lead-free petrol' and ok with digging our own graves with the consequent pollution!
This tells you exactly how the country is run. yahan pe kuch bhi chalta hai. Yes the Jugaad Nation has unresolved issues, security problems, and never-ending debates and dharnas, and Yes the whole world know about it! We don't really believe in keeping secrets. Everyone has the RTI. Every citizen of the world. Even if you don't, BBC will let you know, even if you aren't interested in it. :P