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  • Of Cassini, broken hearts and roses blooming in my borrowed garden

    Of Cassini, broken hearts and roses blooming in my borrowed garden

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    I am looking at the final descent of the Cassini spacecraft into Saturn’s atmosphere. As Cassini dares into the uncharted territory, I well up. There is something deeply moving and romantic about the images. I wonder what all the astronomer’s in the world must be feeling now. Wonder, excitement, awe of what awaits? As the…

  • Exit..

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    One chapter closes Another opens A break of sorts in between happens. You brace the goodbyes You long for the welcome A break of sorts in between happens. You sing a new tune You lament a few notes A break of sorts in between happens. You brave the tears You crave some smiles A break…

  • most of it is magic

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    Most of any kind of learning is magic. According to me. You read stuff, scribble it down, try to remember it by associating with random/routine phenomena, speak it out aloud in your head or otherwise.And then the hiragana you write down everyday, starts making sense. It feels wondrous to me. How those random strokes mean ‘something’. …

  • change

    So on this rather dull day, I would rather be off on a boat/yacht sailing somewhere preferably in chilly weather sipping coffee, bundled up in my comforter, reading book, cooking when I felt hungry and moving on. Alas.. I am in office breaking rules. (One is not supposed to access personal sites from work). So…

  • The 7th window !!

    I just finished installing windows 7 on my lappy. Yay !! And this is my first post from it. Louder yay !! Microsoft people have been generous enough by giving an year free of the 7th window. (I don’t get paid for reporting bugs. Yet!). Thanks to the very tiny partition of 45 GB I…