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How much is Too much?

 " STOP?!!" is an alarming word. It brings things to standstill- be it the traffic,  the crowd, the actions or the thoughts. It may be an external command or internal dominance over self. It could be a causal request of a tickled mind bursting into bouts of laughter or a plead from the abused body. It represents a strong warning by determined agitation or just a humble appeal by a not so feeble heart. The form could be anything from mild to moderate to severe. As scale of severity fluctuates, so does the circumstances at which it has to be produced and reproduced is variable.        Who decides when its enough? Who decides when to call quits?  The indulgence into anything is a matter of choice or circumstances? Or both. The decision maker is the indulgent or the object of indulgence? Questions are generated at one question per 10secs. Is it too much?      STOP is an emotion that overflows after an excess. The excess of love, hatred, disc...

Kahaani mein Twist

" And then they lived happily  ever after...." "Oh no mama....." protested my son. " This is really boring!!! "  GenNext's reaction to fairy tales.  " Thus,  the tortoise reaches the finishing line and wins the race."  Maybe this will give him a good, peaceful sleep.  But no, the intellectual monster refuses to accept this Aesopica.  " The teacher will scold me if I write slowly. Forget me winning it. "  Highly disappointed by my storytelling skills, the lost son rumbles in his sheets.  *****************           Is this Kahaani Ghar Ghar ki?  Or atleast Har bedtime story ki?  I remember enjoying my night time bonding with my mother over sour grapes and greedy dog. Aesops fables or Aesopica as they call it were written by a Greek servant Aesop. Here on, there have been many versions and translations of it by many authors. The original compilation is said to have 725 stories. The stories are animal fables en...

Pioneers of tomorrow or Leaders of today?

 Biology has been my favourite subject because it teaches me the way of life. From the machinery of the cell, to the mechanics of DNA, it has taught me the individualist nature of small things. From the vastness of an ecosystem to the narrowness of niche, it has helped me understand the expansions of ideas. How to adapt, how to evolve, the science of life teaches explicitly. Biological texts are near to Bibles and Bhagvat Gita for an atheist scientist.       As I read these texts, many parallel resemblances crowd in my mind. For the sheer pleasure of nibbling at the idea, I decide to pen it down.  'Pioneers' are the Adam and Eve of any ecosystem. They thrive, grow and perpetuate in hostile conditions. They are the Kings( don't get me wrong it could be Queens also) of the No-Man Land. Crustose Lichens are the terristial pioneers of the lithosphere. They grow on bare, tough rocks causing their weathering by secreting organic acids. Thus, pedogenesis occurs pa...

Corporate learnings from Champak

  This isn't a review nor a recommendation. Its an experience, a journey of learnings and emotions.       Champak came into my life when I was barely seven or eight years old. I still vividly remember we had visited my father's office friend for dinner. Those were the days when children accompanied their parents manditorily. With limited sources of entertainment out of the house, family get togethers were the social interactions. On one such mandatory dinner where the adults were chitchating about Narhsima Rao and likes, I was thoroughly bored. Now this hypnotic monster mobile not being invented and invited, I was thrust with a copy of Champak by our host.  " Read it beta, you will have fun. " My already sleepy eyes gave a disapproving look but my lips were zipped out of mannerisms of strict upbringing. Without an option, I flipped the pages and from their began our never ending romance.               Champak taught m...

Customarily Angry

 This thought has been triggered by a friend when she wrote about being angry on cruelty towards animals. Don't know how this thought, though primarily its not a thought but an emotion that has stayed and grown, has surfaced after long. No resemblance to the event shared by my friend but the weridness of human mind can't be defined. It leads to memories and emotions when not required and then begins the turmoil. Again in the same essay my friend pens that write it out if you are angry-it's cathartic!!!     So I'm angry. Not actually now but years before the distress began. Brought up by educated but conservative parents, childhood was more about don'ts as a girl child. Definitely there were dos like ' Do your homework regularly ', 'Do correct your posture while sitting ', 'Do respect your elders',  'Do consider for people eating after you' and so on. Among these dos came a huge DON'T of my puberty. As soon as the flow began, came ...