tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-306660132024-03-12T23:39:43.584-04:00Truth,love and beautyPromoting positive mental health through nature bath, photography, and poetryKoushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.comBlogger1526125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-2260817402145156962023-03-26T15:42:00.001-04:002023-03-26T15:44:19.083-04:00Invictus<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5f-UKCtLJezOEQx8PjTIImiEdwGcRR9PNVkyP_xxsySWqfar0zRSie70D3O9pOpUIjVh_YdC8NIB6SYj4todZMgnPCaNlEyNAJzrZbij9Sv41Pneu2RB9b3Fg9b9oKvdFKpRLBUaBkXvzNnj9GxAYeXrQWvCiroxfAw2tjkXL1OCFQpAo0IU/s5184/Master%20of%20my%20fate.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="5184" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5f-UKCtLJezOEQx8PjTIImiEdwGcRR9PNVkyP_xxsySWqfar0zRSie70D3O9pOpUIjVh_YdC8NIB6SYj4todZMgnPCaNlEyNAJzrZbij9Sv41Pneu2RB9b3Fg9b9oKvdFKpRLBUaBkXvzNnj9GxAYeXrQWvCiroxfAw2tjkXL1OCFQpAo0IU/w640-h426/Master%20of%20my%20fate.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> Invictus <div>BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY</div><div><br /></div><div>Out of the night that covers me,</div><div> Black as the pit from pole to pole,</div><div>I thank whatever gods may be</div><div> For my unconquerable soul.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the fell clutch of circumstance</div><div> I have not winced nor cried aloud.</div><div>Under the bludgeonings of chance</div><div> My head is bloody, but unbowed.</div><div><br /></div><div>Beyond this place of wrath and tears</div><div> Looms but the Horror of the shade,</div><div>And yet the menace of the years</div><div> Finds and shall find me unafraid.</div><div><br /></div><div>It matters not how strait the gate,</div><div> How charged with punishments the scroll,</div><div>I am the master of my fate,</div><div> I am the captain of my soul.</div><p></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-69939053609420026082023-02-18T04:20:00.002-05:002023-02-18T04:20:43.373-05:00The final analysis<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9ipzLikzWLtl4fzk1WqxwXTcATNoK2OG1-JsEWkUftHzHaN-7p-Y8NgxFAnjMDeNmawnyqL_HzbEvlT6XiGfXvQVUrogIpqCfTRTwH1HbLZrQ0OI0eo6SLI33pvpoQdnZjtyD9lVo92s111SiYJ1kUbIva2dh-P1qg2Tt1KNeZJbx8cW0vw/s8688/The%20final%20analysis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5792" data-original-width="8688" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9ipzLikzWLtl4fzk1WqxwXTcATNoK2OG1-JsEWkUftHzHaN-7p-Y8NgxFAnjMDeNmawnyqL_HzbEvlT6XiGfXvQVUrogIpqCfTRTwH1HbLZrQ0OI0eo6SLI33pvpoQdnZjtyD9lVo92s111SiYJ1kUbIva2dh-P1qg2Tt1KNeZJbx8cW0vw/w640-h426/The%20final%20analysis.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-18886773464504993272023-01-19T06:46:00.001-05:002023-01-19T06:46:00.236-05:00The land of joy<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGnJc-jSHuuI2zXbIl18nLoh_d8cbU_TJZjuIa-SOLRBsG7BHxjLroKlWIHY0zLc7HrNagGXfvKr0BXyf6Ea7l3DeXTNZR9uwJfabIXNIT5JshuqL1lNgq0wA9oBR1ZBFHs8pdAvM84ROs2-Jt4DsoosYYEDpbBt7EtR2q9NUTxO87U6RdGjo/s1620/DM.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1620" height="435" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGnJc-jSHuuI2zXbIl18nLoh_d8cbU_TJZjuIa-SOLRBsG7BHxjLroKlWIHY0zLc7HrNagGXfvKr0BXyf6Ea7l3DeXTNZR9uwJfabIXNIT5JshuqL1lNgq0wA9oBR1ZBFHs8pdAvM84ROs2-Jt4DsoosYYEDpbBt7EtR2q9NUTxO87U6RdGjo/w654-h435/DM.JPG" width="654" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">The morning light coming through the dark canopy of the forest. It is indeed the land of joy. But then someone whispered in the ear, "Too much joy, I swear, is lost in our desperation to keep it."</span></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-8489837869943931892023-01-18T06:38:00.001-05:002023-01-18T06:38:00.186-05:00Perception<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDpkmdCJkoeug_b0249VE9G2OWS8KGFe07_aet8nPTMymHnCiheY3SrK1_NPybNg4tY9dWhnMs8aHowUiSxnKc9cfAiz0HAwv-hB4_tf1wMP0EHIah1Fr957Qkx00Uw56yjOjQ0bZsT85sNdLoaS6Wyr2EuzzFCDcwrPjlh9Wn4o9jzg_Xso/s1620/DM%20(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1620" height="445" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDpkmdCJkoeug_b0249VE9G2OWS8KGFe07_aet8nPTMymHnCiheY3SrK1_NPybNg4tY9dWhnMs8aHowUiSxnKc9cfAiz0HAwv-hB4_tf1wMP0EHIah1Fr957Qkx00Uw56yjOjQ0bZsT85sNdLoaS6Wyr2EuzzFCDcwrPjlh9Wn4o9jzg_Xso/w670-h445/DM%20(4).JPG" width="670" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">A man lost one of his garden tools. He suspected the neighbor's son. He looked like a thief, walked like a thief, and talked like a thief.</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-2d3d5ce2-7fff-28c5-1fda-fe57ac8f09a1"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Otherday, he found his tool inside the house. He realized he mistakenly brought the tool inside home while taking a sip of tea.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">He met the neighbor’s son again. He looked like, walked like, and talked like just other boys in the neighborhood.</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-73400383328476120272023-01-17T06:37:00.000-05:002023-01-17T06:37:08.253-05:00The art of stopping<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0Pui999f6jwsEJhu1Jxpa32KeB_PqCWh5odImuV9IC7X5R_gFtyAO_UmVdZtNh4_3Zkz4MAv9ezReTYhN2ydv2mmgNYvM-xXtUCdgWrzLfv4EvNrNKVSxUD1d4QWcPbBfORNyYIY_k-CqBygYq2bgeGIqycAdrWOB84ciq68q7MHZDuqsMI/s1620/DM%20(7).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1620" height="443" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0Pui999f6jwsEJhu1Jxpa32KeB_PqCWh5odImuV9IC7X5R_gFtyAO_UmVdZtNh4_3Zkz4MAv9ezReTYhN2ydv2mmgNYvM-xXtUCdgWrzLfv4EvNrNKVSxUD1d4QWcPbBfORNyYIY_k-CqBygYq2bgeGIqycAdrWOB84ciq68q7MHZDuqsMI/w665-h443/DM%20(7).JPG" width="665" /></a></div><p> <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was walking frantically for a long time. My legs were tired, my throat was dry, and my eyes were overwhelmed. Then, the stop sign appeared and reminded me of the </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">art of stopping</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-90dd2457-7fff-d844-0693-ed360d0d5b94"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Now, mountains soothe my eyes, the fragrances of spring blossoms suffuse my nose, and the chirping of birds permeate my ear. </span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-74313285241875755612022-10-29T15:20:00.002-04:002022-10-29T15:20:23.183-04:00Why Greatness Cannot Be Planned: The Myth of the Objective<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0xFSCiO0t7y9CxPYcjtZgeDWw_igAidyRS32QKdHgUiiEYwQFAEwOEVGP7846XlEAeO0mvJh0z8ikTG7lnQLuoPBPKK4lxun7MHDsi-p-C8U04g-nt5rjrnRmtLnnTsrSymKDtHQtAP1T2G-VHwu_oV4spo3FlAcMASz1xk9XcaddAxt_nw/s6480/066A1777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4320" data-original-width="6480" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0xFSCiO0t7y9CxPYcjtZgeDWw_igAidyRS32QKdHgUiiEYwQFAEwOEVGP7846XlEAeO0mvJh0z8ikTG7lnQLuoPBPKK4lxun7MHDsi-p-C8U04g-nt5rjrnRmtLnnTsrSymKDtHQtAP1T2G-VHwu_oV4spo3FlAcMASz1xk9XcaddAxt_nw/w640-h426/066A1777.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-1701ae6e-7fff-bf92-a79d-5bc4ce5f59e7"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #fff2cc;"><span ltr="" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Objectives are well and good when they are sufficiently modest, but things get a lot more complicated when they’re more ambitious. In fact, objectives actually become obstacles towards more exciting achievements, like those involving discovery, creativity, invention, or innovation — or even achieving true happiness. In other words (and here is the paradox), the greatest achievements become less likely when they are made objectives.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">” </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;">Kenneth O Stanley</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When we put objectives into account for our tasks, we are creating a false security blanket that is a hindrance to true progress which may be counterintuitive. Most of the time, chasing for false objectives force us to spend time, money, and energy toward a deception. In retrospect, one of the big criticisms against Stanley’s line of arguments is that he ignores the power of incremental innovations and advocates for all-in disruptive innovations.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This perspective is in line with Stuart Firestein’s observations around the importance of curiosity and failure in scientific, social, and business pursuits.</span></p><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #262626; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-21623227438675202162022-10-23T09:39:00.009-04:002022-10-23T09:50:22.389-04:00Earned knowledge vs. learned knowledge<p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcqGrjymFpfkk2-OJb2ajR-EjW958oRxHIboEEcIvidm5v40zED7HfwQaGLx5u4PeBV0SpxefqGLU0aAj_o0zVcT3ttikTNxkSsfnKYW6f3R_uaW9zLoP_Gtyu9NeLXFf9F-RKKjraoIjgnkpvXqONfJz0Oq2jXrCe0SeA0ynj5j32H0mLgg/s3522/066A1840.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2554" data-original-width="3522" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcqGrjymFpfkk2-OJb2ajR-EjW958oRxHIboEEcIvidm5v40zED7HfwQaGLx5u4PeBV0SpxefqGLU0aAj_o0zVcT3ttikTNxkSsfnKYW6f3R_uaW9zLoP_Gtyu9NeLXFf9F-RKKjraoIjgnkpvXqONfJz0Oq2jXrCe0SeA0ynj5j32H0mLgg/w640-h464/066A1840.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Earned knowledge vs. learned knowledge</b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;">How do you learn during your limited time on earth? One way to learn is by doing it. Unless you do and run hands-on experiments, you never learn. The details of hands-on experience are readily lost in knowledge transfer. That’s why the best way to learn is to have “earned knowledge”. However, our time on earth is limited. So, we rely on learning from others. But that transfer of knowledge is far from perfect as the tacit knowledge has a transmission error. There are several ways to internalize expert’s knowledge:</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: helvetica;"><b style="font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">Write it down in your own language. </b><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">This is where the art of paraphrasing comes in. When you read a passage over the internet, from a book., let those sources be away from you. Reflect on it and assimilate your life experience and jot down that knowledge. If you think the source or author condenses the thought in a better way. Only then you quote the source verbatim. The reflection time is crucial.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: helvetica;"><b style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Put it into practice. </b><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;">When you put it into practice, you will find out the loopholes of learning. One good example is learning the process of writing. You can read thousands of books, listen to podcasts, or watch videos about writing or how to improve your writing. Unless you start writing, there’s no way to improve it. And as Peter Drucker puts it, even a bad first draft takes a significant amount of time in isolation. But if you do not have the first draft, you have no baseline to improve it. One popular notion supporting this perspective is that let your learning be transferred to action; not knowledge.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: helvetica;"><b style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Explain it to others. </b><span><span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;">A famous technique popularized by Richard Feynman is one of the practical advice you will get and also signifies the underappreciated aspect of teaching. One hour of effective teaching takes at least 4-6 hours of background research. Every word carries a weight and every thought is a perspective and if not reflected properly, objective knowledge can be misinterpreted based on the cognitive or emotional bias you carry.</span></span></span></span></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-68915609792130416072022-10-22T12:50:00.000-04:002022-10-22T12:50:37.123-04:00The courage to be happy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6x-LCm-dHu2aMn2pQNP9lrAaFXlmthI0JGPFTNxtzrlIwihPTOggMaVev3kH1Ze73t_1pom7mo8tn8i5azoRRPInT1CQFGIu1DKYI7YMalmc9b5KPtzGNU55Ei64RnIX4nW7Z62CCDkoVR0FnSfvH5n211VRduB_UMViiuoJvW8H9HlfkxNU/s8688/066A1857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5792" data-original-width="8688" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6x-LCm-dHu2aMn2pQNP9lrAaFXlmthI0JGPFTNxtzrlIwihPTOggMaVev3kH1Ze73t_1pom7mo8tn8i5azoRRPInT1CQFGIu1DKYI7YMalmc9b5KPtzGNU55Ei64RnIX4nW7Z62CCDkoVR0FnSfvH5n211VRduB_UMViiuoJvW8H9HlfkxNU/w640-h426/066A1857.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>The Courage to be Happy is a follow-up after the Courage to be Disliked where Kishima and Koga revisited the philosophical ideas of Alfred Adler in the contemporary context. The authors have done a great job in discussing the root causes of our everyday emotional dramas through a conversation between a philosopher and a teacher. While the philosopher tries to elaborate some of the key concepts of Adler in a broad manner, the student (teacher by profession) brings him to daily life and confronts its applicability in real-life scenarios. This constant dialog process makes the book interesting to read and a healthy argument leads to the core of these concepts. Some of the key takeaways are:</p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>The purpose of education is to teach human beings to be self-reliant</li><li>Teachers should not praise or rebuke the students. The practice of rebuking belittles the respect you pay to other human beings while the habit of praise creates a culture of competition disturbing the community feeling.</li><li>People do not like to change as change is uncomfortable. Rather, they choose to reason their positions to affirm their current position. </li><li>History is often written by the victors. That’s why you get the distorted view of the past. We are not creatures who are shaped by past events. Rather, we explain our current position based on the meaning we give to the past events. We hate change, so we affirm our current positions based on the interpretations of past events. From this perspective, history is irrelevant.</li><li>There’s a difference between sympathy and empathy. Sympathy is after the fact. Empathy is the courage to walk in the same shoes (“same heart and life”). </li><li>Two things cannot be forced: love and respect.</li><li>Three primary ways we can approach truth: through the lens of philosophy, through the perspective of science (objective truth), and through the interpretations of philosophers. Society advances through the conflicts and contrasts imposed by different viewpoints. The dogmas set by each viewpoint hinder human progress in justifying the superiority of one approach over another.</li><li>Respect is the first step in dealing with the subjective world. Respect is seeing people as they are; to be aware of their unique individuality. Most often it is difficult to know a person completely as they behave differently in different circumstances. That’s why the bucketing methods of personality identification only work with extremeness.</li></ul><p></p><div><br /></div>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-62599092656953540262022-10-22T12:37:00.000-04:002022-10-22T12:37:40.819-04:00Nature's Spirit Halloween<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW8fyqiKJkrfbEBYzlZlCxlwFihJPncAuBn04USEzadfoRbvCpWotyvHJzGRmCWAg93LsbWyLArwBnHRSPbTNhNGhy-d0sygcd-MJTpTjb-AJkfw_x29RrMVfMzXP3CpK-TcWRtlatyUAkjpitOCNq4uauEo5jNq_EthhX8i8xUFVyn7WsUms/s8688/066A1843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5792" data-original-width="8688" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW8fyqiKJkrfbEBYzlZlCxlwFihJPncAuBn04USEzadfoRbvCpWotyvHJzGRmCWAg93LsbWyLArwBnHRSPbTNhNGhy-d0sygcd-MJTpTjb-AJkfw_x29RrMVfMzXP3CpK-TcWRtlatyUAkjpitOCNq4uauEo5jNq_EthhX8i8xUFVyn7WsUms/w640-h426/066A1843.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Each fall, one store suddenly becomes everyone’s favorite: Spirit Halloween. The brand taps into the $10 billion Halloween industry by opening shops in otherwise vacant real estate places. Here’s a free one from Nature.</p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-13639279321130628902022-10-10T08:56:00.004-04:002022-10-10T08:56:37.703-04:00STOP<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4n-VI_dBRvzHl9elIYM12BkFJ00c47wK7YgHX4dcmhKXoa_ErRmNAGVDI0nuJPo3-tBZIPQMUgQTPHIPCsGsAIHOL1CCkESPvsDmb3IJOKNFdPVx7a0Xk8hF_yR0-EdgwSLV1YhNzdlGH8yxE7OKVdI1NVKEYr-EWL_lUwUu3-YF1PWduh8/s6480/066A1591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4320" data-original-width="6480" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4n-VI_dBRvzHl9elIYM12BkFJ00c47wK7YgHX4dcmhKXoa_ErRmNAGVDI0nuJPo3-tBZIPQMUgQTPHIPCsGsAIHOL1CCkESPvsDmb3IJOKNFdPVx7a0Xk8hF_yR0-EdgwSLV1YhNzdlGH8yxE7OKVdI1NVKEYr-EWL_lUwUu3-YF1PWduh8/w640-h426/066A1591.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you complain, ask yourself, what are the alternatives?</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-bb67c30b-7fff-ea71-ed11-1c7a5183551b"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you blame yourself, ask yourself, have you done enough?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you accuse, ask yourself, will it solve your problem?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you worry, ask yourself, will it help?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you talk, watch your pitch and tone.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you give your opinion, remind yourself that’s only one way out of many possible ways.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you talk, ask.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Before you talk, listen.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><br /></p><div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-23479198823489584292022-06-05T09:31:00.003-04:002022-06-05T09:31:34.492-04:00Kindness<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgAqiCQIzrp152c5xhMlYcJRZybGGAnyVqjID4y1v9_lZzFYp-qgYM3qnTbhHvfWOc8Bxle7rC525houlKGXvfFS4pjJvfUzxMhmDiqECNf3F1X1D1iVa3idbJmDXzqokfMfqGqj7h9Yn_djRv_9lDN1d_D7Unn4DhGMFWctrQQp6Vvk0s4hXo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="768" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgAqiCQIzrp152c5xhMlYcJRZybGGAnyVqjID4y1v9_lZzFYp-qgYM3qnTbhHvfWOc8Bxle7rC525houlKGXvfFS4pjJvfUzxMhmDiqECNf3F1X1D1iVa3idbJmDXzqokfMfqGqj7h9Yn_djRv_9lDN1d_D7Unn4DhGMFWctrQQp6Vvk0s4hXo=w414-h432" width="414" /></a></div>What do you want to be when you grow up?<p></p><p>"Kind." said the boy.</p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #8c8c8c; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Art by Charlie Mackesy from </span><a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=https://themarginalian.us2.list-manage.com/track/click?u%3D13eb080d8a315477042e0d5b1%26id%3Dda656897e3%26e%3D7d44955b4b&source=gmail&ust=1654518626214000&usg=AOvVaw0q27xE81njxlZox4aoL4cM" href="https://themarginalian.us2.list-manage.com/track/click?u=13eb080d8a315477042e0d5b1&id=da656897e3&e=7d44955b4b" style="background-color: white; color: #c33737; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;" target="_blank"><em>The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse</em></a></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-29350779299136530022022-05-15T12:56:00.004-04:002022-05-15T13:24:22.476-04:00Roses in the rain<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPP-q_8Gkr3DtBiQAUAJgG1CQcDpqKIPzytF97k7qi4VdVocDNgAugAj8l4hEb6YENDJNG__51h03dhhHnlPEGleUt5LLgARxP63gBxCOZew7kIUpORw0vbBqCA56uBAN6SxR2oxQF7R6lMoR1L2Oa6DZUeKscAyiuLA3epGqxEFswF818K1k/s5184/IMG_0424.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="5184" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPP-q_8Gkr3DtBiQAUAJgG1CQcDpqKIPzytF97k7qi4VdVocDNgAugAj8l4hEb6YENDJNG__51h03dhhHnlPEGleUt5LLgARxP63gBxCOZew7kIUpORw0vbBqCA56uBAN6SxR2oxQF7R6lMoR1L2Oa6DZUeKscAyiuLA3epGqxEFswF818K1k/w544-h363/IMG_0424.JPG" width="544" /></a></div><span id="docs-internal-guid-d59a99ef-7fff-b1ef-c982-8d16d707224f"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Everyday in your life you should have a space where all the intellectual pursuit stops whether it is thinking or doing. Those pockets of stillness will help you observe the water droplets stuck in the leaves or in the rose petals.</span></p><div><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">https://youtu.be/tNVAymuL_uU</span></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-46089378553148257362022-04-24T20:50:00.003-04:002022-04-24T20:50:25.208-04:00The man who has many answers<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizUxxFKw5hel1OXBLYNvNaCwpSLqOFCd6iC3czTuw4T4Xp66w0zP7b3kLuxgWSGpjpjfsGEL84AIZqajWVm6huHrVCdBi4hMG8DXdX7CEqOPTJQF2r7eydImKEHeQZzgki0cXiK2qC3vyxFTvUY_Cji_rZatLMRg-6S7BI4JJLeEmrf72-DGI/s5184/IMG_0377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="5184" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizUxxFKw5hel1OXBLYNvNaCwpSLqOFCd6iC3czTuw4T4Xp66w0zP7b3kLuxgWSGpjpjfsGEL84AIZqajWVm6huHrVCdBi4hMG8DXdX7CEqOPTJQF2r7eydImKEHeQZzgki0cXiK2qC3vyxFTvUY_Cji_rZatLMRg-6S7BI4JJLeEmrf72-DGI/w640-h426/IMG_0377.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCdFRMIpzsa9r0qBPduDFpdA</b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: 700; white-space: pre-wrap;">The man who has many answers</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-9ed2c773-7fff-c729-2a40-37d44750fc01"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The man who has many answers</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Is often found</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In the theaters of information</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Where he offers, graciously,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">His deep findings.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">While the man who has only questions,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To comfort himself, makes music.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">-Mary Oliver</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-32844790819983907222022-04-14T09:03:00.000-04:002022-04-14T09:03:03.080-04:00Coloring<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirveoDYSPqh5Tel-Lh-4NU-4bDzw7015u56UtapGRj9fgcSmo_yOLB71UOOc4_an6oL9TEy9vUzEriOzHJ-c1ZgZ_uk1p5b2pm71upttLFRbeJLMtmlw6zcDQTx06jYZuaJo5-Z1JnvJla10EsFAyuY5K-x4MFpxcnM92TGyxttDtuWsdhfhY/s4032/IMG_2002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="397" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirveoDYSPqh5Tel-Lh-4NU-4bDzw7015u56UtapGRj9fgcSmo_yOLB71UOOc4_an6oL9TEy9vUzEriOzHJ-c1ZgZ_uk1p5b2pm71upttLFRbeJLMtmlw6zcDQTx06jYZuaJo5-Z1JnvJla10EsFAyuY5K-x4MFpxcnM92TGyxttDtuWsdhfhY/w298-h397/IMG_2002.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Coloring has an amazing soothing effect that is difficult to capture in words. Recently I have been trying watercolor painting. In retrospect, I think the nature of the surface has a huge impact on how the painting looks. For example, the quality of the paper-thickness, texture, and color - does impact the way it looks. Sometimes the coloring exercise is not for sharing, but just for enjoying the experience of solitude.</span></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-28991097885879591712021-07-14T07:00:00.001-04:002021-07-14T07:00:00.217-04:00The lady with the veil<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgrPokHvUjkGHhICRCp4lWO8TPB-kQuOG7oChZoUPL1XUasjggG74mopa1s19b7itGROX9Zl9qMZU9sGVFPTOnDZSERpkbe7TzPy818qsGU95_XmPxrlORQ-AKXpv1S8mJIJ4J3Q/s2048/the+lady+in+the+veil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgrPokHvUjkGHhICRCp4lWO8TPB-kQuOG7oChZoUPL1XUasjggG74mopa1s19b7itGROX9Zl9qMZU9sGVFPTOnDZSERpkbe7TzPy818qsGU95_XmPxrlORQ-AKXpv1S8mJIJ4J3Q/w640-h426/the+lady+in+the+veil.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
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If you hate me so much<br />
don’t bother to give me<br />
a name: do you need<br />
one more slur<br />
in your language, another<br />
way to blame<br />
one tribe for everything—</div><br /><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", Times, serif;">Louise Glück</span></div>
Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-47582965207661885562021-07-12T07:00:00.001-04:002021-07-12T07:00:00.196-04:00Alone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSPoZzbRN2B_Hx7TfVnnuhK8g8uUoDwMXKiJRpP5R2cW3nGeGrbdKy92xPk-UoF6bWiHAPEYCz021N-eTqddLZ2BI0ptOag3MYrflz7uJoUVWYeVBONUhZ5wZcuaqrs4uG8zujg/s2048/IMG_9712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSPoZzbRN2B_Hx7TfVnnuhK8g8uUoDwMXKiJRpP5R2cW3nGeGrbdKy92xPk-UoF6bWiHAPEYCz021N-eTqddLZ2BI0ptOag3MYrflz7uJoUVWYeVBONUhZ5wZcuaqrs4uG8zujg/w640-h426/IMG_9712.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>If there is no love, you feel alone</div>jadi valobasa na thake boro aka aka laage
Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-34840609633587453072021-07-11T07:00:00.002-04:002021-07-11T07:00:00.230-04:00Rose, Rose, thorn, BUD<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4YvClMuQlYRlTY0V3QLg6gfNW5WKjL4GFXBNx60t_ZIaKv83o9Xc5cqO7r8Zb8Ihi-gWylJgv2Q__XHqegNvgq598ERZel-EWH1c6yfzQ3y8e-Dt-wrrttkQbKWtBG1qjC9giw/s2048/IMG_9345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4YvClMuQlYRlTY0V3QLg6gfNW5WKjL4GFXBNx60t_ZIaKv83o9Xc5cqO7r8Zb8Ihi-gWylJgv2Q__XHqegNvgq598ERZel-EWH1c6yfzQ3y8e-Dt-wrrttkQbKWtBG1qjC9giw/w640-h426/IMG_9345.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>Every night practice with your partner or kids: Rose, Rose, Thorn, Bud. Two things that go well (Rose), One thing that did not go well (thorn), and one aspiration, dream, or hope (bud).</p><p>Recently I am reading about the possibilities of colonizing Mars in the distant future. The challenges are enormous. We don’t know how will we transform barren land into a habitable planet? How will the human body survive in low gravity environments? How will we transform the carbon dioxide in the air to oxygen? How will we harness the water suspended in the rocks or the atmosphere? What are the energy balances of relocating a wasteful, greedy, and ungrateful human community to a new land? The challenges are enormous but these curiosities, questions, and aspirations drive science. The fundamental quest to create life reminds us how we have neglected and squandered the beautiful resources earth brings.</p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-65791971308277623982021-07-10T10:00:00.004-04:002021-07-10T10:02:29.954-04:00Waste and a poem<p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK39mCYbgoBNvk193tP-PxcM4iqBUMipr1Hfyf_yupv7rLPo0_e8MBJN4BS013eZksHvnGu1DPKHR-_Dyk0Ucvj6Pc_w3qFp3CVEDa-C2ROb8aYcAIPT-rspYy4yKcxTtpPx2kCQ/s2048/IMG_9485.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK39mCYbgoBNvk193tP-PxcM4iqBUMipr1Hfyf_yupv7rLPo0_e8MBJN4BS013eZksHvnGu1DPKHR-_Dyk0Ucvj6Pc_w3qFp3CVEDa-C2ROb8aYcAIPT-rspYy4yKcxTtpPx2kCQ/w640-h426/IMG_9485.JPG" width="640" /></a></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">The
poet declares, "the greatest poet of our century can only be written in
rubbles and debris —the waste products —the cheap language of consumer
advertisement and of public relations and politics; the nonsense of technical
jargons, the language of self-help, of horoscopes.”</span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">-Inspired from </span>Antonio Muñoz Molina’s “To Walk Alone in the Crowd”</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-70135487438571457052021-07-10T07:00:00.002-04:002021-07-10T13:45:45.898-04:00Ubuntu<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKlk82v3tE8FMdSPhz2VsRchUckTOmNVRsHV5Yv5qr2FUUT49DRVMCkzhVfVqtrMDwyfF-9JQx7AXn_dSkKDc7YA4c1bU1wYPwP3W4HmvCB7TGL-VZiyATOC1c9JAcWyOHxjhfw/s2048/IMG_9720.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKlk82v3tE8FMdSPhz2VsRchUckTOmNVRsHV5Yv5qr2FUUT49DRVMCkzhVfVqtrMDwyfF-9JQx7AXn_dSkKDc7YA4c1bU1wYPwP3W4HmvCB7TGL-VZiyATOC1c9JAcWyOHxjhfw/w640-h426/IMG_9720.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal">What do you see in this blank piece of paper? Possibilities,
Peace, or calm cloudy sky.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Thich Nhat Hanh perceives something diverse — he sees the interconnected
and interdependent world. As the master explains, the paper is made of trees,
and trees in turn grow and survive of air and soil and sunlight. Furthermore,
transforming the tree into paper entails the work and skill of lumberjacks and
artisans. And, of course, these workers dependent on food that farmers have
nurtured from the soil. So, really, the blank piece of paper isn't empty - it
contains a little bit of all life weaved together in a blank piece of paper. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The concept of ubuntu from the Nguni people of southern
Africa, pronounces how humans can only flourish through sharing. No one is
truly a "rugged individual," we only last when we all work together.<o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-49063329332040652432021-07-05T20:30:00.001-04:002021-07-05T20:30:00.223-04:00Fear<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRf3hmMd1dUESDhQdFxVZF9SQWyqDmqp9zC1shyHJkUranYLl1GyRQzXM_PHTempesxeCLTnDr6B6wNL9_tePJeC3dR1jiscXbswqb_RK9bDysa5QU_3PGtHtTTHmIoIyMs42EHg/s2048/IMG_9171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRf3hmMd1dUESDhQdFxVZF9SQWyqDmqp9zC1shyHJkUranYLl1GyRQzXM_PHTempesxeCLTnDr6B6wNL9_tePJeC3dR1jiscXbswqb_RK9bDysa5QU_3PGtHtTTHmIoIyMs42EHg/w640-h426/IMG_9171.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with <b>fear</b>. <div>Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? </div><div>The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. <i>That knowing is better than wondering,</i> <i>that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying. </i><div><br /></div><div>Dr. Meredith Grey</div></div>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-64191048293847987882021-07-05T06:00:00.001-04:002021-07-05T06:00:00.230-04:00Birds do not play videogames<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1R_Fr_IuIzt5-oDPCXZbkrRnwlqCKBHKALvKAuAN-FoGXQ0TJATIzFq72mX2kDD1DI5I0ygY4LBUu0b87rOxC6j-fd-292K_JVddqp_OpV3g2prqlBGH-zqoKHFmbq13XfHz32Q/s1520/Three+Birds2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="928" data-original-width="1520" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1R_Fr_IuIzt5-oDPCXZbkrRnwlqCKBHKALvKAuAN-FoGXQ0TJATIzFq72mX2kDD1DI5I0ygY4LBUu0b87rOxC6j-fd-292K_JVddqp_OpV3g2prqlBGH-zqoKHFmbq13XfHz32Q/w640-h390/Three+Birds2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> Birds do not play videogames. <p></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-28820142125031791542021-07-04T07:00:00.000-04:002021-07-04T07:00:00.226-04:00Thakumar Jhuli<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialuRgvv_0mFAFUt3lnR78DcE0mFLHq5eLP7sjOeo2IbqKRCiLgZo8Hafs53RvNcYuWUYqgOzgehdUbEt6ueC3KhV1L6ov15kDRN0EdEA3jhn_qEgnR5tNIBwpzXr4Vpz_FC69yw/s2048/IMG_9165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialuRgvv_0mFAFUt3lnR78DcE0mFLHq5eLP7sjOeo2IbqKRCiLgZo8Hafs53RvNcYuWUYqgOzgehdUbEt6ueC3KhV1L6ov15kDRN0EdEA3jhn_qEgnR5tNIBwpzXr4Vpz_FC69yw/w640-h426/IMG_9165.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>In Bengali, Thakumar Jhuli is a collection of folktales and fables that encourages intergenerational links shared by Thakuma (grandmother). Disruption or missing the link can have serious consequences.</p><p>In Africa, poachers hunting mature elephants leave many herds without any elder leadership. Scientists have observed that these grandparentless packs are frequently less cohesive, more aggressive, and generally less able to thrive. In one troubling case, a pack of orphaned youths went on a rampage, killing dozens of rhinos for no apparent reason. </p><div><br /></div>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-27732232086827480132021-07-03T07:00:00.003-04:002021-07-03T12:03:52.607-04:00Pockets of stillness<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvu_JjH7kTc6dVrrEy8JJ_GrfP9dKsKw6LgpAWl9rB-Wd3CuoKzQlH3_-wFPmRYp6TUCXwuwILK3NDk9Goh0VsDoOrJs-TtCySWpc4PQ217pw59Tbl2RpQtiP8TFhWbM1OVBg1A/s2048/Pockets+of+stillness.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvu_JjH7kTc6dVrrEy8JJ_GrfP9dKsKw6LgpAWl9rB-Wd3CuoKzQlH3_-wFPmRYp6TUCXwuwILK3NDk9Goh0VsDoOrJs-TtCySWpc4PQ217pw59Tbl2RpQtiP8TFhWbM1OVBg1A/w640-h426/Pockets+of+stillness.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>In photography, the romance of light and subject brings endless possibilities. In the early morning light or the dwindling afternoon, the playful light and shadow unfurl a new world, only if you have time, mind, and eye to notice it. Maria Popova instills a pearl of wisdom to have some "pockets of still stillness" to appreciate everything in this natural world can be measured, predicted, and harnessed. Embrace the mystery and get inspired, not discouraged, by the unknowable. </p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-5981527026170504062021-07-02T06:31:00.002-04:002021-07-02T06:31:00.263-04:00Taksim Gezi <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNj72ozhSthsAYiRfEZ9E9GIwUqpXUYT4_63DlHwrmhRjwqnWJJzsFfSHcGNtELgbYYlRme9CsBnDZhbDCdNhTw0GUQrSxkcC9PJnVRC_uGww7GUSOmRvej-3AL38nw719OxUnTQ/s2048/IMG_9634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNj72ozhSthsAYiRfEZ9E9GIwUqpXUYT4_63DlHwrmhRjwqnWJJzsFfSHcGNtELgbYYlRme9CsBnDZhbDCdNhTw0GUQrSxkcC9PJnVRC_uGww7GUSOmRvej-3AL38nw719OxUnTQ/w640-h426/IMG_9634.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">Istanbul.</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">In the spring of 2013. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Eight people died and thousands were injured in protests stemming from the proposed paving - over of one of the last parks in the city, Taksim Gezi. Over 2 million of the region’s trees had already been cut down to make way for a new airport and a new bridge over the Bosphorus Strait.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Taksim Gezi became a figure not only of the importance of nature to city life, but to democracy itself, as Frederick Law Olmsted wrote “A sense of enlarged freedom is to all, at all times, the most certain and the most valuable gratification afforded by a park.”</p></blockquote><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div><br /></div>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666013.post-59959580430931954142021-07-01T06:14:00.005-04:002021-07-01T06:15:46.429-04:00Community building<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivnWPve6IvUd8f9k116HHqJYQ8eCodOQkEExtXBSNtM3PGn3tI0niJonX1g9WCQ-FFiwanlEaWsxoMUmeHZ2W-o55jV-p22CXoCjgz4G-Ng3I-iPtY-EbbMv8-XvQ-_L3C6sSs_g/s2048/IMG_9602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivnWPve6IvUd8f9k116HHqJYQ8eCodOQkEExtXBSNtM3PGn3tI0niJonX1g9WCQ-FFiwanlEaWsxoMUmeHZ2W-o55jV-p22CXoCjgz4G-Ng3I-iPtY-EbbMv8-XvQ-_L3C6sSs_g/w640-h426/IMG_9602.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />A large body of research established people are happiest
when they are well enmeshed in community and friendships, have their elementary
survival needs met, and keep their minds enthused and involved, often in the
service of some sort of cause larger than themselves.<p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>Koushikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05296132162282981745noreply@blogger.com0