Author: Srinath Narasimhan

I write, therefore I think. I am Srinath and I like to sound philosophical and quotey. Mostly, I sound squeaky. I didn't intend that to rhyme. The time I took to write this about page could have been spent writing two good posts. I realized that a month ago, so I hope this one here will stay. I have been writing badly for a year now and intend to do so until I reach a state of below average. I thought some of the things I write about may interest you. Not because what I am saying is right, but because it could be all wrong, and together, we could discover the grand purpose of life. Anyway, about: I grew up in bengaluru India and studied Liberal arts some time. I live in Delhi now. That's all you need to know about me. A long time ago, I read one of my articles to a friend. He (she, actually) threw a pen on my head and asked me to write a blog and called me a 'selfish big'. I think she meant pig. I picked up the pen and wrote the word blog on a piece of paper and threw it back. Something else hit me after that. I don't remember. Nine months later, I became less selfish. And less big. Hence the blog! There's a few ideas about productivity, work, philosophy, and as they used to call it back then: life, in here. Some personal development stuff too. What's with the name, Meditations? The Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius had a journal. He wrote about the trials and tribulations (and there were plenty) of his life in it. Someone found this journal and published it. And someone else called that journal meditations. Although Marcus, would have preferred it to be called: to himself. This is my Journal and like Marcus, I want to call it 'to himself'. But, we always like what someone else chooses. Ergo, Meditations. Let us read.

Cry babies

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Everything sucks. The Wi-Fi.The Weather.The Phone.The Food.The Job.The Joint.The Music.The Mankind.This Alliteration.That Alligator. All right. I feel better. Let's get started. There was a time not long back when we all went apeshit over positive thinking. You know the time when we all pretended not to notice Rimy was sad, and when she started crying, … Continue reading Cry babies

Failure

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Every kid gets a nickname. Mine was Failure. For thirteen years, my greatest achievement was not failing grades 1-7. I came real close each year. Which is why the name made no sense. I never actually failed. In the last few years, people who found success came out with a singular motivating spiel: the choices that … Continue reading Failure