Can SEO Writing Be a Fun Way to Great Authorship?

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Traffic Control Measures

Read my latest commentaries on a news item on harsh traffic control measures by Chinese government.
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My Workshop on E-Learning Products

See me conducting a workshop on the new e-learning projects of Madhubun Books for the national sales personnel. Read more on my Wordpress blog.

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Online Legacy?

What will happen to our online identities after we die? After we cease to exist both offline and online? Find out in my latest blog.

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God as I Saw Him!

Read my latest article on my Wordpress Blog. Here's how it reads:

"Yours ago I held a very heretic view on God. I even wrote a long diary entry on some day in August 2003, which I happened to stumble upon today evening. Here’s a reproduction of the same. Remember, this is very personal. Read more...."

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Mantra for a Malice-Free Life

Human relationships are like mirror-images ready to hurl a fist at us the moment we show our fist at it. What we receive in the process are bagfuls of malice. This delightful essay discusses the fragility of human relationships and offers a practical, easy technique to reduce frown-inviting grudges from other people and to win more friends than foes, thereby greatly improving our personas, our businesses and making the world a better place to live in.

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Sex and Murder: Yet another Angle

“A young school teacher and her male friend have been arrested for allegedly stabbing her mother to death at her Paschim Vihar residence this past week and then trying to pass it off as a murder during a robbery.”

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“The young man brought a bottle of beer with him and the two made themselves cosy in the house. But Sakshi’s mother, who had gone to a religious congregation in the neighbourhood, happened to return earlier than expected. She had the key to one of the entrances and caught the two red-handed. The woman lost her temper on seeing them together and screamed at them.”

These are the lines from a recent news story. Kindly read the story first in order to enjoy the discussions below.

While prima facie the murder seems to be a typical example of Walter Cannon’s fight-or-flight response of human beings towards stress-causing situations, a closure look can reveal deeper implications of the mental make-up that the youth of today possess. The first impression that any keen observer will have at this level is that the daughter displayed a total lack of values.

I am not going into the humdrum of casting aspersions on the very sexual act that was the kingpin behind the brutal murder of a mother at the hands of her own daughter. Let me assume the intercourse as an ordinary act of wrong-doing, one of hundreds of evil deeds that everyone of us does during the span of our lifetime.

Having assumed the act of Sakshi calling her beau and her subsequent engaging in fornication as ordinary, the only extra-ordinary thing that happened on the fateful day was that she was caught red-handed by her elderly mother. And it is easy for us to imagine how she could have reacted to such an unimaginably bizarre act of perversion that her daughter was seen doing—a daughter completely lost in an orgasmic ‘high’ in between ‘breathful’ of penile thrusts from her partner all in front of her mother! It was but natural for her to lose “her temper on seeing them together and [to scream] at them.”

But how natural was her daughter’s reaction to her? Quite unnatural and very disgustedly undesirable. There were hundred other ways of reacting to her mother’s lambasting words than the one that she and her boyfriend Sunny chose to. There could only be one, if any, in a trillion mothers who were dogged enough so as to not forgive her weeping daughter at her feet. And even if she would not be ready to compromise and be bent on handing her over to the police, what loss could the daughter have incurred in even receiving the noose from her mother? At least she would not have been accused of the grave moral crime for which she is imprisoned now.

Time to Read(?)

When I was in the tenth standard, the following essay by Mortimer Adler had a lasting impact on my mind. It was a part of our English curriculum in the form of a textbook, Learners’ English. Years later, I am still fascinated by its relevance to the current times, more so when the good, old habit of children’s reading books is in its way to the coffin, what with the advent of e-books, intensive study-packages, et al! I am thankful to him (whom I wished I could meet one day; but alas, he left for his heavenly abode in 2001, much before I could afford to visit the U.S.!) and M/s Sawpon Dowerah (who also served as my teacher for sometime) and T. C. Baruah for having included this piece in their anthology. Here is the link: click here read article.

Compromise, Thy Name is Life. Do You Agree with It?

Below is an essay which I wrote sometime back for a special occasion. Let me share this small yet interesting essay with you:

Strong and heroic people, like you and they, may not agree to the aforesaid line. So did Napoleon Bonaparte, Hitler and many others. But, all, at one time or the other, have to agree that it is indeed true --- Compromise, thy name is life. And I agree with it.

Life, at every point; from the lazy mornings, when you curse your boss for having been the reason for your such a miserable life, to the cozy sweet-doing-nothings of mid-night, when you curse your wife for being such a bad partner; is full of compromises. You don't like the kaamwali (maid-servant) for being such a frequent absentee, but you compromise and accept her as happily as you are accepted by your wife! Else, she will leave you. You, don't like the government's ban on AXN's World's Sexiest Commercials, but you compromise with a smile, lest your wife, or for that matter, your little son should call you an old, immoral psychopath! You don't like the long never-ending queue of vehicles, burping and blowing at the busy crossing on your way to office, but you compromise by mouthing a few chosen adjectives at the system, or at the hefty, bald man, who overtakes his vehicle just in front of yours and makes his way! You compromise, because you just can't reach out to the system and shout at it for its follies, you just can't get the better with the hefty, bald man and rough up.

So to say, there is a zillion of example to prove the fact that, we all are the preys to Compromise and at some point or the other we keep on compromising. But, nevertheless, we must keep on fighting with all our might, not to cut a sorry figure in front of compromises. Because compromises keep on teaching us the lessons of patience and perseverance.

Story of a Cracked Pot

Years ago I received a mail from my friend that carried this story about how our flawed friends can be our greatest assets. I thought it will be wonderful to share the story with all of you. Here's the link: click here to read story