The "weaker sex"

The other day, I was travelling by train to Bangalore from Mumbai. Just after the train left Dadar, a PYT with a polished accent walked down the aisle. A cool, guy in bermudas was sitting on the side berth. She approached him and asked him if he would be willing to exchange his berth for hers. Both of the berths were side - upper berths. Before the 'cool' guy's brain could register, his lips uttered - Fine.

I had the opportunity to watch the poor nerd walking down the aisle for the better part of the journey and trying to sit somewhere (Her berth was the one next to the door and with the TT seat below).

Makes me wonder who is the weaker sex. It reminds me of the incidents where a "wild" animal is caught in the dazzle of a torch or vehicles headlights to its own detriment.

The PYT was last heard moaning on the phone with cronies how tedious the 24 hr journey was while a flight would have not cost much more and was so comfortable.

Ordinary life

Its been a year since I wrote anything here. Each day is just ordinary existence. Up in the morning, drop kids to school, back to work, and home in the evening. The predictability of such existance makes it very ordinary. Am reminded of a novel where one character remarks, ' I am an ordinary person, stuck in the world craving for the extraordinary .'

Is it worth it?

Then one incident comes to my mind. I was in Gurgaon studying in college, it was September, my lil one's birthday. I had decided to fly down and surprise her. Called up home from Delhi airport, by chance, my lil one picked up the phone. I told her I am coming home. she sent me a peal of laughter - of pure delight. It was enough for her that I am coming home, she asked for nothing more.

its moments like this which makes my ordinary existence so very full of life and absolute bliss.

hello

Mind

The human mind is not a tabula rasa. Instead of an ideal plane for receiving an image of the world in toto, it is a crooked mirror, on account of implicit distortions (cf. Bacon, IV [1901], 428–34)

“On waxen tablets you cannot write anything new until you rub out the old. With the mind it is not so; there you cannot rub out the old till you have written in the new” (Farrington, 1964, 72).

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So look into yourself and reach out to remove the Idols in your mind

1 Idols of the Tribe

The Idols of the Tribe have their origin in the production of false concepts due to human nature, because the structure of human understanding is like a crooked mirror, which causes distorted reflections (of things in the external world).

2 Idols of the Cave

The Idols of the Cave consist of conceptions or doctrines which are dear to the individual who cherishes them, without possessing any evidence of their truth. These idols are due to the preconditioned system of every individual, comprising education, custom, or accidental or contingent experiences.

3 Idols of the market place

These idols are based on false conceptions which are derived from public human communication. They enter our minds quietly by a combination of words and names, so that it comes to pass that not only does reason govern words, but words react on our understanding.

4 Idols of the Theatre

According to the insight that the world is a stage, the Idols of the Theatre are prejudices stemming from received or traditional philosophical systems. These systems resemble plays in so far as they render fictional worlds, which were never exposed to an experimental check or to a test by experience. The idols of the theatre thus have their origin in dogmatic philosophy or in wrong laws of demonstration.

Advice

He that gives good advice builds with one hand; he that gives good counsel and example builds with both. – Francis Bacon (1561-1626)

Thinking silently at present