Okay, so Sarahah has taken over social media, which is weird for an app that guarantees anonymity to users. Like Gujarat tourism being endorsed by Kingfisher. Getting back to Sarahah, my Facebook wall this week has been plastered with turquoise green screenshots – until then I thought turquoise was a mythical colour. I don’t get … Continue reading Sarahahaha
Prompt: Write from the point of view of a person who changed the course of history. You might know me and my friend Larry. If you don't, you can just google, haha. Who knew a research project would take us this far? We connect bits of information scattered over the earth, Melt it in one … Continue reading The man who shrank the earth
So, Faking News published this piece I wrote after the incessant rain in Bangalore this week. http://my.fakingnews.firstpost.com/society/fishing-poised-replace-bengalurus-top-industry-22873 Any more heavy showers next week, and we might see water sports mushrooming in the city too.
1. Connect to hundreds (or thousands, if you can) of other smartphones through Facebook, WhatsApp, Twitter, Instagram. For the definition of a smartphone, read the rest of this list. 2. See a fraction (say 10%, not more) of population in point 1 in real life. 3. Love yourself. Befriend the selfie, and if possible the … Continue reading How to be a smartphone
His hunger he can never sate and he never ever discriminates. If you question his eating and ask why, he’ll say he wants to be a butterfly. 100 Days of Happy Poems, Poem 2 Inspired in no small measure by Ogden Nash and his animal poems.
Memory is a snake, Hibernating when needed, Hissing when not. The Dirty Thirty, Poem 9 Lagging behind in the April Poem a Day challenge. Got to go at more than 2 poems a day now.
No, this post is not about the name mangling that programming language compilers do. This is about a much more profound occurrence. On April 30, 1981, a young man named his new-born son after the West Indian pace bowler Malcolm Marshall. That young man was my father; the new-born turned out to be yours truly. … Continue reading Name mangling
Without a doubt, the armchair cricket expert (ACE) is one of the most thriving species in the Indian landscape. The large numbers of the ACE coupled with its vocal timbre make it hard to miss. Anywhere. Yes anywhere. You could be rushing to work perched on the footboard of a Mumbai local train with the … Continue reading The Armchair Cricket Expert (ACE)