Suresh Chandrasekaran's Blog, page 28

False Friends?

"So now I know who are my real friends. So many false friends who did not even bother to check if I was OK in this Covid-19 lock down" It's truly amazing how much one can learn from this Covid. I mean, even in my wildest dreams, I never thought to use this period to learn about who my true friends are. ("Ah! So, you claim you are capable of thinking?" you say? I can, thank you very much,

In the moment

"I don't understand this 'Carpe Diem' thing", I said. "So, what else is new? If you understood something...anything...THAT would be worth telling." Yeah, I know and I know you are wondering why I keep giving people openings to take digs at me. But, then, the only way for me to avoid being the butt of such comments would be for me to say nothing at all. And that is certainly not an option.

Covid Lessons?

The thing about this Covid-19 menace is that, in addition to threatening your health and life, it also is supposedly teaching you lessons. A strand of RNA clad in a protein sheath is the new guru to the modern world. On all sorts of things ranging from the benefits of a work-from-home culture to the planet to the benefits of spending time with family; from the realization of which professionals

Lockdown musings

Thanks to avoiding newspapers and cutting off TV, I am invariably late on any news. And what I do get to know comes from Social media, which as you all know is well-known for its impartial and neutral accuracy and completeness of information. Which accounts for the fact that I first came to know of this Covid-19 menace from Social media shares about people hoarding toilet paper and guns.

The head and the heart

"You know what the problem with people is?" "What is it?" I asked tentatively. True, this did not seem like it was heading towards a listing of my flaws but you never know. Experience had taught me that the most innocuous of beginnings can end with my being compared to a snail for IQ, with the snail winning in a canter. "They use their heads when they should use their hearts. And use

Priorities

I have always wondered about priorities. I mean, you think you know what your priorities are. Like, say, ensuring that THAT slimy so-and-so does not get ahead of you in the corporate rat race and things like that. Then you fall sick and suddenly find that your biggest priority is to get through the day without puking your guts out once every half an hour. THEN you sort of decide that this

The illusion of control

Yeah, so I am this chap who totally hates getting out of his house (out of his bed, to be totally honest), as almost all my friends will testify. And, the said friends automatically assume that, in these days of quarantine, it would feel no different from my regular days for me. And, to be honest, so did I. Surprisingly, now that I am not allowed to go out, the great outdoors beckons to me

Frivolous?

When it is the worst of times, I find that I am invariably considered frivolous. Rightfully so, probably, considering that I have never managed to understand how moping about how bad things are helps the situation. That, though, apparently is a prerequisite to let people know you are taking things seriously. If you go further and start mourning the end of the world then you are indeed the

The Physics of Me

I am sure that this chap, Nityananda, must have been a Sciences student at school and, possibly, particularly tormented by Physics, if not his Physics teacher. (You don't know the guy - the Lord of the earthly Kailasha? What stone were you living under?) I mean, going by the way he hates getting into the Physics of anything, much preferring to get into the Chemistry. Even Time, where the mind

Examples

It must have been at school that I heard this thing about the importance of examples to explain concepts. Yeah, I know that all of you know about how I thought of a classroom as the best place to catch up on my sleep. It is impossible to be sleeping all the time, you see, and this thing about examples must have seeped in during one of those brief episodes when my sleep was broken. It HAS to