The wasp and me

There are two subjects in this case. The first one, as you can gather, is myself. The other one is an insect which, due to my lack of knowledge in entomology, will henceforth be referred to as the wasp. Now, don’t go assuming that it’s another mundane story about a victim of wasp-stings. Such prejudices...

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Social media and the newer dimensions of friendship

Being a friend before the advent of social media was easier. The most a friend expected from you was a letter or a phone call. You would meet them at their place once in a while, and parties would be quiet affairs. The moment you join a social networking site, your friends would be all...

Yet another poem

So I wrote this poem two years back as part of an activity in school and I was quite happy with it at the time. Now that I look at it, I find that all my notions about spring are influenced by the works of British authors. Admittedly, I don't even have an inkling of...

Bravery…or just selfishness in disguise?

I had this thought which underwent a lot of deliberation and group discussion but none of which seemed to satisfy me. If I were to save my loved one from a dangerous situation, would I be called brave? My friend said that I would, of course, but I disagree. It's just selfishness at play here....

About maintaining a diary

I started writing in my diary about seven years ago, even before I had found any respite in it. I had a very good reason for maintaining a diary: I wanted it to record the most important events of my life so that, when one day I became famous, I wouldn’t have to scavenge through...

Why appreciation works for me

I have been dormant for quite a while but I think there is nothing wrong about it. I am not writing to get more followers (though I reached a hundred a few days back. Yay!) I write because I like to and because it's my most cherished hobby. I can get back to it whenever...

Against the age-old persecution of body hair

All the hair on my body, other than that on my scalp, is very displeasing to most, and I can't fathom why. I have got a lot of hair everywhere except for my armpits which I believe do not get enough nourishment. I inherited it from my father and that is one reason why I...

A post for shameless self-glorification

It's not usually good to score well if your friends didn't too. Take my word for it; I've got experience. It's not that I won't be happy with my marks because a friend of mine fared badly in the test. I am not such a good friend. I will feel bad for them, of course,...

What makes me think that Humpty Dumpty was a girl

Disclaimer: The author hasn't conducted a background check on the subject and is only proposing a theory which has full chances of being proved wrong. Any inconsistencies regarding facts are unintentional and purely out of disregard for the information so easily availlable on the internet, and so in contradiction to her theory, that it would...