A place to find rants, critiques, random opinions, selected accounts and reflections on my everyday life. One who wanders from place to place without a permanent home or a means of livelihood. No of visitors so far. Wednesday, July 23, 2008. I start my day by sitting on a chair,. Giving my monitor a hard, cold stare. By evening Iâ m done with another coding,. This has become a routine so boring. Thus, I entered the world of bytes,.

For oft, when on my couch I lie . In vacant or in pensive mood, . They flash upon that inward eye . Which is the bliss of solitude; . And then my heart with pleasure fills, . And dances with the daffodils - Wordsworth. Thursday, July 25, 2013. It has been almost a year. And here is what the president has done. He has done it without much pomp. Whether that is good or bad, we may revisit later. Tuesday, August 28, 2012. What we want from you, President Pranab Mukherjee.

Silent testimony of the perfect misfit. I WRITE ; THEREFORE I AM! Thursday, July 17, 2008.