Days

I was told once that we make a lot of special days: Birthdays, Anniversaries, Valentine Day, New Year’s Eve, etc. We expect a little too much these days, we want things to turn around from how they are, and suddenly become utopian, we want surprises, we want perfect days. All this, all the while sets […]

Someone else

I am mostly someone else to the world. I am not what others consider I am. This might be true with most of us, but what surprises/saddens/shocks/intrigues me is that I am mostly someone else to myself. A simple question settled my doubts on this regard. How many times have I told myself that I […]

A song is worth a thousand theories

I am listening to Tere Bina Zindagi Se Koyi Shikhwa Nahin from Andhi, sung by the I-can-so-imitate-him-but-he-still-remains-elusively-inimitable Kishore Kumar and Lata. It is so easy to lose myself in this song, in the lyrics, and in all those emotions and memories that take over and transport me someplace else. This particular song has a curious […]

the What?

I have never heard the Who’s music; and scientists have always wondered about the Why’s; Science mostly explains the How’s; Today’s question is the What. On first glance, the What appears to be tame compared to its illustrious peers. While beginning Jaynes’s tome on probability, I came across this quote said around 1948 and attributed […]

Manufacture of Consent?

Currently a very heated discussion is on in the IITB.general newsgroup here at IIT-Bombay. The topic is somewhat pertaining to the lack of academic and research interest of undergraduate (UG) students (as compared to postgraduate (PG)), and their building interest in extra-curricular activities. Replying to the “IIT-B.Tech-praised-by-press-across-the-world” comment by some UG, one of the professors […]

Nostalgia

While browsing through someone‘s website, I came across this thought provoking take on nostalgia – “I’ve always viewed nostalgia as a heresy, but it becomes increasingly harder to fight it off as one grows older. Perhaps it is part of the mechanism we use to cope with regret: when enough patina accumulates, mistakes can be […]