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Of Death as an event – Insignificant or Catastrophic

Last morning, at about 4:00 AM, my attention was drawn towards Death through this essay of philosopher and journalist Stephen Cave. There was one thing that caught my attention quickly as I read the brief bio of Cave stating that his … Continue reading

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The Art of Procrastination

Emails upon emails keep piling on. From bill reminders to that of an old friend asking for an advice to that of alerts from my banks to those newsletters on latest in law, biotechnology and business to book recommendations from contacts … Continue reading

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Of books and their friendship

I have grown up in a family where mother is an ardent reader, while father is just a newspaper reader. Being elder son, I am closer to my mother, and therefore I think that it’s from her that I have … Continue reading

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Relentlessly Talentless

I am a talentless fellow. Completely devoid of talents. I am not an artist. I am neither of these: dancer, singer, chef, cook, writer, poet, essayist, historian, sonneteer, musician, actor, painter, sculptor etc. I often lament and rue over my … Continue reading

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British English vs American English

I think it is high time that I write about my views on this matter, since this afflicts me every day. The British influence on India and Indians cannot be denied. They left India in 1947, but they also left … Continue reading

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