100 Days of Positivity

After reading about Alex Kogan, the researcher giving away the data he gathered to Cambridge Analytica which in turn used the Psychographic profiling to influence the 2016 election, I have decided to delete my Facebook account once and for all and recommended it strongly to my wife as well. What a relief! I am no longer worried about reading the fine print material from Facebook, my personal profile and info being shared with someone else other than my friends, reading content that are not real besides saving so much time in social media.

A complex social-media focused life is stopped and life with the family is so simplified!

 

At the end of the day I put my earbuds and listened to this song. Was able to hear every single instrument and the music gave me an out of the world experience. I had heard this song for decades now. But this time it was different. Those 5 mins absolute focus with eyes closed and I went in repeat mode. No wonder Music is healing and music is divine. Nothing but Illayaraja

One good thing about music is when it hits you you feel no pain - Bob Marley.

How true !

 

Curious to know about which song was it. My guess is " Neetho Unte Entho Sukham".

 

How nice it was to hear “I’m going to try this stepping out of my comfort zone”. Glad to see someone coming out of their shell and learning to spread their wings.

 

2017 was a strange year! A year of extreme transformation where incredibility and impossibility mingled into a savage inspiration to read. To read, I have forgotten what it was to read meaningful literature for a long time with my pottering about. I totted up my kindle reads to 103 in the past year, that is a combination of picture books, young adult novels, very adult novels, plays, non-fiction and essays, with an average pace of a book every three days. I must have read not more than 80 books in my entire life up until 2017. Just wanted to positively (and privately) thank the people in my life who made it possible.

 

While we mask as humans in the real world, I never doubted that this virtual jungle holds our visceral selves upon shedding our suits in Education & Personal Growth to reveal the insects in us. Not ordinary insects but bumbling insects that swamp up periodically for another flourishing season of English Matters, Futurology etc. Ordinary insects are boring! But these neurite insects are striking for they don't languish while they are incubating underground, but they reflect, improve and buzz up again in the air having evolved into better beings.

This time the insects aspire to strive and flutter around better. They have gained sensibility and wisdom than their predecessor selves. And if things go awry they can rely on St. Sokanasanah to guide them into meaningful path with his crisp and symbolic tales of 'bowel movement' — what you feel needs to be expressed in a way that it gets you what you want; 'restaurant etiquette' — be self-aware of your emotions like you regulate and do in a restaurant.

With that, begins another season of the indefatigable and aspiring insects, and, well, the rotten insect in the team feigns to resist change.