It was exquisite. Soft beams of light seeped in through the frosted glass, like water dripping from a corporation-tap. Reflecting on the milky-white tiles of the bathroom, the light strayed about the four congested walls in infinite loops of Brownian motion, making the bathroom fittings seem gothic in a bohemian glow. He wasn’t sure whether… Continue reading Smokers Die Younger
The Curious Case of Collective Attention Deficit Disorder
It’s a bright, sunny morning. Airily filling up your lungs with a (city variant of) the fresh morning air, you rev up your car and drive to work. As you’re half-way through, you notice a very obvious vibration from your jeans pocket – it’s the usual suspect, the mobile phone. You pick up the call… Continue reading The Curious Case of Collective Attention Deficit Disorder
Shaken, not stirred
Last night, a lot broke up at home: Mom’s shattered cutlery was epitome; The car-windshield and dad’s chart, Left no trace like my foundered heart. Money would replace the losses, All but one, which was still in musses, The broken heart shall take its time, Yet, it shall tick, weak and sublime. My heart was… Continue reading Shaken, not stirred
FakeMECian – Another blogging crusader.
“Everything is hostile. The whole place is now a cage, a zoo. Now this move by the authority is more psychological.” “Where do you see the “technical excellence” that we are supposed to be receiving here.” “If Smokey gets a fleeting glance at it or has a gut instinct that something’s not right about your chaddie,… Continue reading FakeMECian – Another blogging crusader.