This contains my personal and professional tryst with wordsmithing. Poetry, musings about silicon city(sorry sillycon city) and my 'sillycon' feelings, cute micro stories, lovely posters, interesting experiences while cycling/running and all about software testing.
When a good friend posted a bunch of pictures taken quarter of a century ago, it triggered lovely memories and precipitated it as a poem titled “Memories”.
Do you look at the beautiful morning/evening sky?
My good friend Beeshman who lives at Bahri Beautiful Country, a gated community at the base of Kodaikanal sent me a set of brilliant pictures and requested me to write a poem. Here it is as a personalisation of sun’s moods titled “painted feelings”.
Have a lovely day.
Web united us, fostering wonderful bonds. Automobiles, aeroplanes shortened distances, web zeroed it. Then came social network. Life changed. Conversations acrimonious, misinformation spread, fakes blurring reality. What we do? My creative as #poem “mask the net”.
Distressed at the ugly twist of using surnames for shaming, I just could not fathom the new lows we stoop into. Felt very suffocated, but I did not want to be frustrated. To get over the feeling of sick, I wrote a limerick! “Cow-rageous” it is, what I think we should be all now.
(Note : koo is the new Desi Twitter)
In olden times, you could be arrested if you are in the company of shady characters. In the era of digital, it is black and white characters that can get you into trouble. A young lady seen in the company of a document lands her in jail on Valentine’s day. Strange times we live in, distressing it is, as a #poem “Deranged”.
In a world without borders, unified by a platform, wars happen. A war in the open, now to subdue the unbroken. A creative on #FarmersProtest where four young women’s tweets are seen as a national affront. In the world of digital, where is the border?