This short film edited and created almost entirely using the 15 inch Hp Laptop (worth $1200). It is just incredible !
Ernest Hemingway’s banquet speech in 1954 –
“Having no facility for speech-making and no command of oratory nor any domination of rhetoric, I wish to thank the administrators of the generosity of Alfred Nobel for this Prize.
No writer who knows the great writers who did not receive the Prize can accept it other than with humility. There is no need to list these writers. Everyone here may make his own list according to his knowledge and his conscience.
It would be impossible for me to ask the Ambassador of my country to read a speech in which a writer said all of the things which are in his heart. Things may not be immediately discernible in what a man writes, and in this sometimes he is fortunate; but eventually they are quite clear and by these and the degree of alchemy that he possesses he will endure or be forgotten.
Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness but I doubt if they improve his writing. He grows in public stature as he sheds his loneliness and often his work deteriorates. For he does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day.
For a true writer each book should be a new beginning where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. He should always try for something that has never been done or that others have tried and failed. Then sometimes, with great luck, he will succeed.
How simple the writing of literature would be if it were only necessary to write in another way what has been well written. It is because we have had such great writers in the past that a writer is driven far out past where he can go, out to where no one can help him.
I have spoken too long for a writer. A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it. Again I thank you. “
Source: See here !
This image has been making rounds around which got my attention, quoting Buckminster Fuller involving his radical idea about the twentieth century social norms ! I do understand that free thinking and loving what you do is very important but isn’t it worth noting that if enough people in the society can find their zeal in respective fields without getting bog down or distracted by the social anxiety of unemployment, huge strides will be made in diverse fields of civilization throughout ! Though I am not sure it will be a very efficient society representing the collective wisdom of humankind. There are enough kinds of drudgery out there which are disliked or maybe hated by many, yet very essential for betterment of society. The very idea is still worth pondering ….
In the court of Akbar Badshah ( `Badshah’, loosely translated, means `emperor’), there was a musician called Tansen. He used to enthrall everyone in Akbar’s Court with his superb performances. Once, after such a rendition, Akbar started praising him sky-high and said, “There can be no-one else in this world who can sing so well”. Tansen disagreed, saying he knows of a hermit who lives in the jungle on the banks of Yamuna river who is far superior and that Tansen himself has learnt music from him for sometime. Akbar, who could not believe this, wanted to listen to this hermit in order to judge for himself. Since the hermit did not want any publicity, it was decided that Tansen will take Akbar near the place where the hermit lived and they should listen to his music without creating any disturbance.
They set out one day and reached the jungle near the river Yamuna, where, at a distance, they saw the hermit’s hut. As the sun was setting on Yamuna, with all Nature at peace, the hermit came out his hut, sat on a rock facing the river and started singing. Akbar could immediately see that this was music of a completely different class which Tansen could never produce.
On their way back, Akbar queried, “Tansen, you say he taught you music; clearly, he has held back some techniques from you”.
“No”, said Tansen. “I know all the technical aspects of music he does.”
“But, Tansen, then how do you account for such difference in quality ?”
“It is simple. He sings for Yamuna while I sing for Badshah”.
Source- Here !
Genesis of a solo artist in a nutshell … a pub owned by Richard Branson, When collins starts to performing crowd is bored at first, but then it gets interesting …. lyrical improvisation makes this gibberish super fun !
Ahh I want to make this song into a series of symbols which can be put together by a beautiful equation ! Feels like rush … and wait … waiting for Nirvana of self righteousness !
An equation derives its power from a simple source. It tells us that two calculations, which appear different, have the same answer. The key symbol is the equals sign, =. The origins of most mathematical symbols are either lost in the mists of antiquity, or are so recent that there is no doubt where they came from. The equals sign is unusual because it dates back more than 450 years, yet we not only know who invented it, we even know why. The inventor was Robert Recorde, in 1557, in The Whetstone of Witte. He used two parallel lines (he used an obsolete word gemowe, meaning ‘twin’) to avoid tedious repetition of the words ‘is equal to’. He chose that symbol because ‘no two things can be more equal’. Recorde chose well. His symbol has remained in use for 450 years.
— Ian Stuart, In Pursuit of the Unknown: 17 Equations That Changed the World
Refer : Brain Pickings Article on this !
Every time you want to question the reason to keep on playing, ridiculousness follows !
The tumultuous beginnings may chase you, uncertainty in making your path known might be unsettling, Yet, somehow the inner struggle will not let you leave even after every expectation, Ridiculousness follows !
Look beyond, the fast pace events occurring around you, every experience wants to teach you something, bluntness of emotions will make you feel mortal, it will pass and ridiculousness will follow !
The agony is a part of it, ‘Nothing will ever make sense’ is the fear eating you every day, still, little joyous moments which never meant to be important are your fellow travelers in trouble…It has always followed with ridiculousness!
Happiest you have ever been, short lived memories of it will make you growl in time to come, Memories and the ephemeral joy from it will serve you rather well in the ridiculousness of this journey.
Finally, a moment where a move will make it or break it, More often than not, will break your perseverance! but, few times among many, Ohh My ! will win over this absurdity ….
Absurdity of this raw emotion is ridiculously liberating … All other lost attempts will be counted as Null ! cause every other attempt demands a new level ridiculousness to be followed and chewed upon …This is how it will be all over again, When the next game of almighty Chess will played, I will be ready for your challenge hoping in return, THIS time it will be different… And the ridiculousness of it will follow as always !
I woke up this morning watching this incredible video demonstrating the self siphoning beads ! It’s very baffling at first to fathom what’s going on…
But then, you realize this video kinda captures the intuitive essence of your musings, in far better way :)
Adios nos vemos ….
tu asach chalat raha…
garud zep ghet raha;
ghartyat matr yet ja..!
tu asach chalat raha…
sukhachya prateyk kshanana
manat sathawat ja;
an dukhawar mag
haluch funkar ghalat ja..!
tu asach chalat raha…
ghadnarya prateyk goshtina
dhayryane samore ja;
kulacha kuldeepak tu
asach ujalat raha..!
tu asach chalat raha….!!!
Acknowledgement : Thank you for the kind words, Mayuri.
David Deutsch, FRS, on the epistemology of House,M.D. ! and Why it was so fascinating ?? !! Joy to watch …. ( Seek at 20:20 )
Let’s see how realistic a depiction this deep-space exploration motion picture is …. Clearly we have been given better images to fantasize about ‘ice fishing trip to Europa’ though !
A southern trail, in early winter wasn’t enough, The calmness of shore wasn’t enough, Absence of people around me wasn’t enough Never before but words were not enough I will remain here, waiting…
Pleasure of senses did not remain there for long, Friends were missed at first, but sharing was at the heart of it Something changed, a connection made But soon memories will fade away Beautiful motherly wishes traveled with me And then, wistfulness came along I will remain here, waiting…
In a troubled time, strangers provided many words But never became part of my journey Many surprises along the way Yet, the lies and the social norms will always remain here, with me Nothing has been enough… I, still, be waiting…
Stars are only companions, for now I know them, indifferent spectators. Earnestness will never be found there, only mystery has been filling the void. I will be waiting … for you !
It never gets old to revisit the work of Carl Sagan ! It was an awesome animation (Above) to start ! His words are still impact-full to ears. They compel us to fine tune our attitude and send out a very simple message to alter our ego maniacal ways of approaching the conflicts around the world. Idea of ‘Living peacefully’ has become a necessary evil for us ! The idea was seen by Carl Sagan as an amicable friend to march forward with ! Sigh ….. Oh humanity !
I thank my friend for the book he sent me yesterday ! It’s an awesome read for sure !
Nos vemos amigos !!!