Day: July 11, 2020

It hissed near my pillow

Then kissed my feet

Fake comfort is a tool

To make things discreet

It held my hand swiftly

A flashback of the life

Of things missed and trophies

Then came a tight and warm hug

Death is comforting me.

This is so kind of Yayo  and theonlysup to nominate me for the Liebster Award. I am honored by this gesture of them.

Rules For The Liebster Award:

1. Post the award on your blog.
2. Thank the blogger who presented this award and link back to their blog.
3. Write 5 random facts about yourself.
4. Nominate 5 bloggers (they should have less than 300 followers)
5. Answer 5 questions posted by the presenter and ask your nominees 5 questions. 

Here goes the five random facts about me:

1. I never complain about anything. The reason for this is that I have faced the worse and thus, even a small thing feels good to me.
2. I am a big flirt and I have this innate ability to churn out romance out of any situation. I can never explain how it becomes possible. It just happens.
3. I am practical to such an extent that, sometimes, people feel that I am…

What did you do to get this position? This is the question often asked by my juniors and others looking for a PhD position. After a long duration of laziness, I am finally sitting on my chair to attempt it. It is better to divide the procedure into the vital steps. I am not going into the philosophy associated with the choice of pursuing a PhD or not. I assume that the reader wants a PhD and that is what will be answered here, in the best possible way.

The first step is to go to the website of the University where you want to try. I often recommend the rankings published by Times Higher Education and QS Rankings. Once you find a University, then you should find a professor whose work interests you. Almost every University lists the details of its academic and scientific staff under the academic>departments>faculty/personnel…

“Life itself is an exercise in learning to sing alleluia here in order to recognize the face of God hidden in the recesses of time. To deal with the meaning of alleluia in life means to deal with moments that do not feel like alleluia moments at all. But how is it possible to say alleluia to the parts of life that weigh us down, that drain our spirits dry, that seem to deserve anything but praise? The question is a worthy one. Life, after all, is a struggle, a journey in uncharted space, an exercise in both gain and loss, joy and sorrow. No life consists of nothing but success and satisfaction, security and self-gratification. Failure and disappointment, loss and pain are natural parts of the human equation. Then what? What use is an alleluia then, except perhaps to encourage some kind of emotionally unhealthy self-deception? But alleluia is…

“Patience is not simply the ability to wait – it’s how we behave while we’re waiting.” – Joyce Meyer

As I waited in a four-block line just to check my luggage, people started complaining. It’s understandable to be frustrated when we are inconvenienced. I was a bit concerned about making my flight as others were as well.  However, complaining and worrying won’t ever change the outcome and it makes the journey a drag.

A woman ahead of me asked the airport staff “what’s the strategy on the line?” The staff person looked at her and calmly answered, “patience.” Patience as a strategy? Brilliant!

We overdo, over-complicate and want to control everything. And in the process, we make our lives miserable and spread it to others too. When we focus our energy on what we can control and let the rest unfold as it will, we have suddenly have more “magical”…