Swimming in a fishbowl.

Karma Police

Popularity seems to carry greater weight than hardwork when doing a job that doesn't require much mental prowess. 

Pushing for the positive

Tiny bits of positive reinforcement produce a disproportionate amount of goodwill, just as does neutral or negative feedback result in a sudden and steep drop in productivity. 

Category: Behavioural Economics

I feel as if I'll never be allowed the perfect contentedness that comes with ignorance, naivete and obliviousness. 

And yet I'm certain I am all these things because in the middle of this desert of discontent lie pools of optimism, hope and even joy at the thought of everything present and the future.

I brought this hell upon my own head.

Category: Hell

I landed in Bangalore today. I go home and ring the bell. It's about 2 am in the morning. My mother opens the door, hugs me and the first thing she says is, ' You've become very thin.'

Category: lndian mothers

Nathan forgot to read the Robot series before starting work on his own.

Category: Movie review
Movie: Ex Machina

My mother sent me mangoes from India. Eating them is like heaven.

Category 1: Indian Summer
Category 2: Nectar of the gods

'Whatever happens, happens for best.'
- Gujarati Indian in Paris

Category: How Indians console themselves when one person screws everything up for everybody else

Wonderful, caring, considerate, sweet, blind.

Neither deep love, nor happiness nor sadness nor hatred nor fear.

I always choose what's best for my family and my future wealth.

- V

I don't know why I've taught myself to be hard hearted. I love helping people.

If I was capable of feeling betrayed, I would be.

Paris, je t'aime

I never imagined that I'd end up liking Paris. Perhaps not to live in but definitely for a summer where the sun doesn't set till 9 or 2100h if you're french :).
It's sunshine and people on the banks and bridges of the Seine waving at river boat cruise passengers. It's ancient metros racing through tunnels, making you feel like you're in a wormhole, suddenly arriving at a station. They ought to be scary late at night but are actually filled with happy drunks moving from one party to another and wonderfully talented musicians entertaining passengers while trying to make a buck. It's picnics on the Champs de Mars and going ooh every time Tour Eiffel sparkles and jogging around that same park for exercise during the day. It's the tiny sense of achievement at figuring out how to navigate the city and learning that you'll manage to be ok even if you feel somewhat stranded at 2 in the morning because the last train to the suburbs has stopped.It's learning the secret history of places and things that only locals know and having charming french guys (they all think that they are) bring you flowers and take you on picnics to chateau gardens for fun. It's finding the cafe of the one mosque in Paris and admiring how beautiful it is as you have shisha and tea. It's so many things in the summer.
Paris, je t'aime!

Opportunists are ick.

I seem to have inspired the super bitch from my high school to do something useful.

France is forcing me to think that there is a shortage of women here.

:D