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August 31, 2018
Artificial Intelligence – The new shiny object. Is it really?
I vaguely remember the day but somewhere between Nov 1994 – Jan 1995, I got my hands on the Netscape browser. With every click on the hyperlink of static web-pages my excitement and visions of the possibilities and the future exploded unbounded. During the course of my career, I have never bothered my family with… Read More »
Artificial Intelligence – The new shiny object. Is it?
I vaguely remember the day but somewhere between Nov 1994 – Jan 1995, I got my hands on the Netscape browser. With every click on the hyperlink of static web-pages my excitement and visions of the possibilities and the future exploded unbounded. During the course of my career, I have never bothered my family with… Read More »
Artificial Intelligence – The old and the new
I vaguely remember the day but somewhere between Nov 1994 – Jan 1995, I got my hands on the Netscape browser. With every click on the hyperlink of static web-pages my excitement and visions of the possibilities and the future exploded unbounded. During the course of my career, I have never bothered my family with… Read More »
July 1, 2018
Do you resist the flow and call it freedom: The twig and the rock
Smugly, the rock said, “Look at me. I can bend the river around me”. The twig, resting in the embrace of blades of grass, responded, “I think you resist the flow”. “The flow is dangerous! It poses risks…”, after a moment of pause the rock said, “… sometimes fatal”. The twig thought for a moment,… Read More »
The twig and the rock
Smugly, the rock said, “Look at me. I can bend the river around me”. The twig, resting in the embrace of blades of grass, responded, “I think you resist the flow”. “The flow is dangerous! It poses risks…”, after a moment of pause the rock said, “… sometimes fatal”. The twig thought for a moment,… Read More »
December 16, 2017
Chingari : She
In one of my earlier posts, Yearning, I mentioned that sometimes it’s not the words that claw at your heart but a picture that seizes your gaze. It then sprouts words that come together to form a prose or a poem. When my nephew, Siddharth, posted this picture on Facebook I felt this compulsion to… Read More »
Chingari
In one of my earlier posts, Yearning, I mentioned that sometimes it’s not the words that claw at your heart but a picture that seizes your gaze. It then sprouts words that come together to form a prose or a poem. When my nephew, Siddharth, posted this picture on Facebook I felt this compulsion to… Read More »
October 14, 2017
Are you free from the prisons of your mind?
During my recent cleaning of the bookshelf, Dr. Viktor Frankl’s classic book Man’s search for meaning fell off the shelf as if to grab my attention. I thumbed through it in a hurry to get back to the task but the following lines would not let me look away till I sat down and thought… Read More »
Prisons of the mind
During my recent cleaning of the bookshelf, Dr. Viktor Frankl’s classic book Man’s search for meaning fell off the shelf as if to grab my attention. I thumbed through it in a hurry to get back to the task but the following lines would not let me look away till I sat down and thought… Read More »
June 5, 2017
Is that he?
More than the letter mentioned in the FB post, I found this picture (credit: unknown) very captivating. Sometimes it’s not the words that claw at your heart but a picture that seizes your gaze. It then sprouts words that come together to form a prose or a poem. Then, there are times when a picture… Read More »
