Are you a journalist?


“In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes” – Andy Warhol

People staying connected with one another all the time. People knowing and sharing some of the similar news and events over and over. Rapid pace at which things go viral. Facebook, twitter, blogs. Everyone’s network has doubled or more. The number of followers in twitter and contacts in facebook is the new status symbol compared to earlier when a popular person was known by how many people he knew in his town. Even now, people in the same town may know each other, but there is a fat chance it is only an online acquaintance. It is cool to have a contact in an exotic town in Italy while not knowing about what local business is thriving. Our world just got a whole lot bigger and shrunk a whole lot more at the same time.

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What is the most important thing in life?

The most important thing in life is sense of humor.

No matter what life offers us, no matter what we make out of it. No matter the unexpected turns, no matter the unanticipated pitfalls. The most important thing to remember is to not lose our sense of humor.

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(3G) Life just got a little better

Life is full of hardships & sorrow. Life is filled with suffering & pain. Life can take me high one day. Life can throw me down the next. What makes me live each day are the things that I most love. And some people too.


July 15, 2008. That date is significant of when my life changed completely. Topsy turvy.

The day I stepped into a quagmire of worries & uncertainties. The day I became a whole, responsible person.

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Toddler for sale

“There never was a child so lovely but that his mother was glad to get him to sleep.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

There are times when I’m extremely in love with the way my toddler behaves, completely content & amazed at how quickly the day passed by. But those days are few and far between nowadays. Most days I feel like screaming on top of my lungs while pulling out my hair or crying in agony while falling in a deep hole of binging and desperation.

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