IN A PREFERRED EMBODIMENT (IAPE) – is a blog by me, a patent attorney. The phrase is used by patent attorneys around the world to illustrate various alternative embodiments of certain invention in a patent specification. In a way, this is one of our favourite phrases. Instead of writing direct terms such as for example, e.g., viz., etc., we prefer to write IAPE or its various versions. It gives us a literary pleasure and artistic hangover. This gives us freedom to introduce alternative methods, processes and elemental arrangements in an invention. And then isn’t life all about preferred embodiments? Sometimes realised, sometimes lived, sometimes imagined, sometimes hallucinated, sometimes only felt and sometimes they just die with you!
The blog is, therefore, about those perfect and imperfect, realised and unrealised, dreamt and undreamt, lived and non-lived, imagined and non-imagined, and felt and non-felt embodiments of my life. It is about what I was, what I am, what I could have been, what I would be, what I will be, what life is, what life was, what life could have been and what life would be, along with thoughts on various other matters ranging from laws to politics to history to poetry to philosophy to languages. I have seldom seen patent attorneys writing a personal blog. We are literary artists, with natural flair for words and have a way with language, yet not many of our fraternity take up writing on other affairs under the sun.
In life, we are always in search of one preferred embodiment of ourselves, of our life and of all things around us. Some achieve it and some don’t. Well, the blog is an attempt to chronicle my journey towards achieving or non-achieving of my preferred embodiments [I have no idea what my preferred embodiments are]. And since the journey comprises of reading books, having opinions, tracking news, making money, having a wonderful career apart from slowly marching towards death, the blog too will comprise posts on all such shades. I believe that all humans are essentially forgettable, especially in adverse times. Humans are recalled only by those select fellow humans in whose lives they matter or mattered. I am forgettable. I haven’t found anyone in whose life I matter or mattered enough to be recalled, missed or remembered, in good or adverse times. I haven’t given any such memory to anyone that without me their life comes to a halt, that they find me prime ingredient of their existence. But I do long to give such impressions to someone!