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I came across a beautifully hand-written book title in a hospital's reception desk. I could not help asking, "is it hand-written or printed?". The counter clerk was visibly pleased that the work got noticed and said it was hand-written. Such beautiful script it is, the Cursive. I recalled some of my friends' handwriting that I have admired throughout my school days, and I still do. Mine was also once in the list of award-winning hand-writing. Today, after years of leaving school I find it very hard to write a legible piece of text in a notebook. The other day I had to write a note to my daughter's class teacher in her school diary. Pathetic is the best word I can use for my hand writing at present. Surprisingly, all the cards or wishes that I write still come out neat!!! Which is a good news. But, I want to work on my handwriting. I managed to find someone who has a really good hand writing in the same hospital and asked him about how he manages to keep his...

After a very long time, I am in this 'Feel like writing' mood. I discovered that this happens when the mind is full of something and words are few. I am thinking of closing this series of blog posts soon, say mid of next year and then planning to do something different on blog. Ten years of blogging, although very rare these days, blogger has been my start of real writing. Technical Writing, Content Writing, Technology Writing, Techno-functional Writing, Instructional Writing are few of the many kinds of writing that my jobs taught me. But my blog taught me things that these kinds of writing didn't teach. How to write without worrying about the grammar? How to write without worrying about what a reviewer would say? How to take comments well? How to think like it doesn't matter what you write as long as you write without hurting other people? Somewhere during the blogging tenure I thought I will try to make some cash out of it... Then dropped the idea. Someo...

Its a popular colloquial term I recall from my Chennai times used in many contexts. Here my context is : At four minutes past midnight on a very normal day/night, what are the masalas on my head : 1. How do some people's skin glow like they just came back from utopia where there are no rashes, blemishes, tan and wrinkles? 2. How do some children sleep through the night from day one of their birth? 3. How can work be exciting after a trying and tiring day at home with regular demands from everyone? 4. How does programming glue you to computer like nothing else in this world? 5. Why does a No Whatsapp message bring a slight 'low' to you at this hour? Would everyone you know be night watching like I do? 6. What is for tomorrow's breakfast? 7. Did I sign the school diary today? 8. Do I have a work plan for tomorrow's home day and work day? 9.Isn't multiplication the toughest math in this world? 10. What is it like to Sleep like a Log and to Sleep like a ...