Shrinking attentions spans – Less than a goldfish

Long back, we achieved the dubious distinction of having lower attention spans (7-8 seconds) than that of a goldfish (9 seconds). The poor goldfish attracted some unwanted publicity here. Attention spans are important for students and communicators. Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder is only one of the many problems we face today. Commercially, content creators need … Continue reading Shrinking attentions spans – Less than a goldfish

A New Year

a rabbit holean exit dooror light of dawn?I question intenttired ofcatching up with life Reena's Xploration Challenge #312

Who typed this on my screen?

Blank pages are less scarythan this transparentalmost invisible creatureoccupying my thinking room I throw ink on itits super-absorbent bodyconsumes the intentthrows out wordsin jets and squirtsbut stays out of sight I want to know its nameBut silence greets meHorror…Who typed these words on my screenWhile I was away? I am but a mediumI don’t know … Continue reading Who typed this on my screen?

Behind the windows

I dream of a house with red brick walls with several windows, and a story behind each window. Who are these people calling out to me? And why me? I offer them a ladder to step out, but they are unable to see beyond the wall. Weeks later, I walk into an art exhibition with … Continue reading Behind the windows

Tomorrow morning

Don’t wake upby aerosonic boomsor imagine bombingsomewhere therebad weather causessnowing on television screensworld news not interrupted Tomorrow morningsnow people into believingit was a bad dreamWar happensonly when a victorycan fetch votesnot otherwise Quadrille #191 at dVerse

Following the Muse

I was working on the Thanksgiving theme and found a beautiful poem. ORIGINAL POEM AS IF TO DEMONSTRATE AN ECLIPSEby Billy Collins I pick an orange from a wicker basketand place it on the tableto represent the sun.Then down at the other enda blue and white marblebecomes the earthand nearby I lay the little moon … Continue reading Following the Muse

Behind the scenes

loud mind-beats disrupt quietEach person wondering…What are others pondering?A dollar for your thoughtslet me sell you something, but what? strategy wrapped as ideology?business disguised as a revolution?unsheathed hunger for powercleverly masked as a savior? devices, apps are only toolsyou don’t see you are wiredyou press fake buttons to playfollow our commands to staywithin the periphery … Continue reading Behind the scenes

Turning a Page

Talk about a damp squib, and it was Year 2000 – or Y2K as we called it then.  The techies worked overnight to ensure that systems didn’t fail, and we partied away the night with cake, champagne, music and dance. After all, it was the turn of the century, and we wouldn’t live to see … Continue reading Turning a Page

Divine Mothers

Art by Anjolie Ela Menon Did she feel cheated or elated to know that she nursed divinity in her womb? It was gratifying to know that the Supreme Power needed her as a platform to descend into a world of his own creation, for he needed a human body, and only she could give Him … Continue reading Divine Mothers

Cold Reception

Maya had no clue what a cold reception meant. But the sharpness of her step-mom’s sarcasm stung like leafless twigs on sore skin. Suddenly, the Destitute Childrens’ Home felt like a better place, where she’d friends and a matron who loved them. She’d to share a dorm with seventeen other inmates, and two washrooms between … Continue reading Cold Reception