Arbitrary Notions

AI= Artificial Intelligence, an area of computer science that emphasizes the creation of intelligent machines that work and react like humans. Y ou must have heard the phrase ‘AI will take my job’ ( or some variation of it ). While I was employed in the tech job I always thought ‘Yes, this is going to happen. They will automate my work, and I will not be needed anymore.’ Heck, they made me automate the work I was doing! For some reason, every manager always got excited hearing ‘automation.’ I hated it, but I did it and got loads of time off. This was two years back when I wasn’t as wise as I am now.

T he only audible sound was his heavy breathing. It was dark in the cupboard and his back was hurting sitting slouched in there for the past hour. Maybe it was over. Maybe it was safe for him to come out now. Vishesh moved his head forward to the glass and squinted his eyes to look outside. The low light made it impossible to see but there was no sound. He pushed the cupboard door and climbed down. The electricity seemed to be off. The main door stood ajar which was the only source of the little light illuminating the house. It did look like he was safe now. He swiftly moved towards the door and slammed it shut.

I am not the kind of person who gets affected by deaths of celebrities, or so I thought.

मैं खेल रहा था आंगन में  जब तुमने आके हाथ मिलाया  हुई दोस्ती जो तुझसे तो बगीचा मेरा मेहकाया |

The lights went out and I was suddenly engulfed in pitch darkness. I had just sat down and was glad that I took that decision at the right time. You don’t want to be standing and waiting in the dark when there is no guarantee on how long the power would be gone.

Browsing through the Instagram’s ‘people you would like to follow’ during the mind-numbing time that my office hours have become, I came across this one girl. Clicked to open up her profile and like most legit profiles up on Instagram, this one too was Private. ( Reminder to self: have to make my profile private ). This girl had a Blogspot link up in her description and being the curious person I am, I opened up the link. Reading through a couple of posts I could say she is good.  As I was about to go back, I came across a post on her thoughts on Tamasha. Now, you have to understand, this is what I consider my soul movie so I had to check out what she had to say. ( On a related topic here are my thoughts on it . Check that post out too ). It really delighted me knowing she had understood the movie and was all for it. So I can, by default say I would like her. 2 things followed this Blogspot stalking: First, I went back to Instagram and requested to follow her without a second ...

R eality shows are entertaining, especially if you are not taking part in one. There is a curious kind of satisfaction in watching a desperate group of unknown people thrown together and to have them fight it out for the ultimate prize. These have always been popular right from gladiator matches in ancient Rome to Roadies on MTV today. The only noticeable change being the cut-throat competition has become less literal and more symbolic( thankfully ). There is another reality show genre that takes place every year with lakhs competing but it has not been televised ( yet ), maybe because of the extreme nature of the content ( someone pitch this to MTV now ). I am talking of course of the admission process for the higher education in India. CAT should have a proper logo and theme song. Here is my suggestion for the logo, cool right?

I was in the fields, a dry barren land. As far as the eyes could see there seemed to be no sign of life. The dusty land underneath my feet was cool which was weird because the sun was shining bright overhead. The land was divided into plots by trenches. The plot I was standing on felt like it belonged to me. There were withering plants all around me. I started moving forward, careful not to crush any of the plants. 

(The Prompt for this piece was: Delivering a message in an unconventional way)

W e all have a voice inside of us; you know the one I am going to talk about. it is the one which will stop you from jumping around in the puddle of water after the rain, the one which gives you about a million reasons why doing that 'childish' thing is not a good idea,