Rosy, Red received a gift for her birthday last year. It was a set of dominos. They were colorful, with all the seven rainbow colors. And there were some colors which were not even in rainbow. Like brown and black and white. Rosy loved to play with them in the living room. And when she did, she made the whole living room available for her. But she had a problem. Before she puts her last domino on the line something would happen most of the time. There would be a wobble, and a

Why I wish I had a mentor? Because life is short, and there is not much of it to live, yet it demands so much to accomplish, I wish I had a mentor. Not just when I am stuck with a domain-specific problem, in a narrow field where I cannot even stretch my arms and free my legs, but I wish I had a mentor to know the places where I should go, instead of struggling to find peace. Who would teach me to create my own pothole of mud in a field, to escape the constant attack of life's

Ever since her mother made crepes for Lily she wanted to make them on her own, whenever she was hungry. So, the other day she wrote down the recipe on her diary. And kept it with her. One Saturday, she wanted to make some crepes. First, was to melt some butter into a bowl. That was easy, she just cut some butter put it in a bowl and heated it in the oven. Second was to crack an egg to another bowl. She hit the egg with back of the knife just like her mother asked to do. Kept

If you want to compare life to a game, baseball would be the one to go with. In baseball rules are simple, in life it is the same. However, the way we should be playing the life game would be slightly different from what happens in a baseball match. You may say, wait a minute. Why am I reading this? Why should I know about rules of the baseball and life? Life is like a baseball game - Scoring with Homeruns. The fact is I do not care, if you like baseball or not. But rules of

Rosy, red was bored. She was smart but had a habit of watching too much television. When it is turned off, that was when she really felt bored. Her toy basket was full of stuff that she didn't use anymore. Boring stuff. She had plenty of unread books on her shelf, but she was too bored to pick any of them. It wasn't rainy last night she could walk outside - But she was too bored. So, she sat on the couch and started complaining. Mother was cooking in the kitchen. "MOM, I am b

Mind is a stupid machine. Trust me, earlier I thought mind is a brilliant machine. That can identify everything, even engage in abstract thinking like mathematics, and quantum physics, until I saw some scientists teach a group of pigeons how to diagnose breast cancer, in the accuracy of a qualified pathologist. Mind seems to be a stupid machine with a pigeon brain. The average random access memory capacity to remember something is about seven seconds. But I agree it is remark

Yes. Lily White had a fight for the 100th time of the day. She was seen crying in the corner sobbing. It seems this time it was too much for her. "Why are you crying Lily?" Father asked. Lily: "Rosy doesn't let me take the pillow" "Why do you want the pillow?" Lily: "I wanted to make a house. A pillow house with chairs and bedsheets. I wanted three pillows but Rosy is taking my Pillows to make one of her own." "Why don't you look for another pillow? Or something else? A cushi