ARK de la vie

O e u v r e   W hen I sit, or think, or lie... befriending the thoughts close by the one thing my mind tunes to  … is my favorite brownish hue. Clandestinely creeping into my mind  to grab my attention so I could find the one thing my desire wants free ... is my oft favored sheen gris Yet a thing I may accentuate upon that strikes me at the crack of dawn it's the color of my choicest jello just another resplendent shade of yellow Something that invades my thought... brings with it not a tad bit less but a lot all shades wouldn’t be if it wasn’t there Yes, it is the color of my granddaddies hair! No brownies for getting that right ... the mother of all colors, is the tranquil color white .

A Sneak-peek into the Cognitive World E xquisitely placed on this Earth, humans are a peerless gift of God!  This article is dedicated to accentuate the importance of the most remarkable part of the human body  ‘The Braaain !’  Only 15 centimetres long when fully grown, the brain has extremely high levels of memory and incredible speed of processing information. Research has revealed that the world’s fastest supercomputer has a speed of 54.092 petaFLOPS . A petaFLOP is a quadrillion (one thousand trillion) floating point calculations per second; but it does not come near the brain’s high operating speed. The awe striking fact is that our brain operates at a speed of 1 exaFLOP i.e. billion billion calculations per second. Every individual in this brobdingnagian world has some or the other problem with remembering and recalling data, but there are a few unrevealed modus operandi through which we can hack and crack our memory. Many orthodox methods like ...

a The S e nile Tre e D ormant I was under the ground, None to be seen , none to be found At that time life reached out for me This is my story… a senile tree Wiggling myself out of the Earth I saw my twins, but with expansive girth Tiny I felt likened to them A flow of water ran down my phloem Among my buddies I matured and grew Thriving on the food I myself brew Reaching for the skies, my roots in the earth I thanked the little boy for giving me birth. A calliopean sound woke me up All around me I saw… was muck My friends were down to tiny shreds Nothing left from their roots to heads With the whirring machines they began at my base I pondered…for a table or a beautiful vase? Perplexed I am for what my fate shall be This is my story… a senile tree  

Dr o ps of l o ve ... E nigmatic and Hamish, the Shakespearean play of Romeo and Juliet, and equally heart touching is the story of Hydrappus and Oxilandria.  Hydrappus- brave and just, the prince of Elementra empire reigned absolute and unchallenged except their rival, the Gassasians famed for their benevolent yet lethal Princess Oxilandria. One fine day, a dance party was hosted by King Solar in the Cosmos Ballroom .That was the first tryst between the prince and the princess. Spotting each other from the ends of the room they knew that there was more than what met the eye. In a game organized later by the monarch, the men were blindfolded and had to identify their partners. For Hydrappus when blindfolded, he clasped the hand of Oxilandria, it was the moment when they knew that they were made for each other.Clandestinely, they made many endeavors to unite, but the forces of nature kept them apart. Knowing fairly well that they could not be united in that world, they elo...