Why night owls are cleverer and richer than people who rise early

Posted on July 26, 2013 by The Nameless One

This is a research from 2009 which I came across today via a friend.

It has long been held that the early bird catches the worm. But it is the night owl that lasts the distance, research shows.

It found that late risers tire less quickly than those who make a point of getting up at the crack of dawn.

The study is likely to be embraced by anyone tired of being branded lazy for their love of a lie-in.

Well, being a person of the night myself, I like to associate myself more with bats than owls. Yes, you know now, I’m Batman.

Back to School

Posted on July 26, 2013 by The Nameless One

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?

I’m not sure, I need to stop time itself and master few stuff 😛

A Friend in Need

Posted on July 25, 2013 by The Nameless One

Finish this sentence: “My closest friend is…”

… the nameless one.

YENNA RASCALLA!

Posted on July 25, 2013 by The Nameless One

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Yes, you who revel in South Indian stereotypes. You who believe that we ‘Madrasis’ actually say ‘Yenna Rascalla’ out loud.

Read, and learn.

1. Geography: ‘South’ is a direction; Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh, Kerala and Tamil Nadu are states. Hubli is in Karnataka, Hooghly in Paschimbanga. Tirupati, Tirunelveli and Thiruvananthapuram are not baaju baaju mein. And Sri Lanka is more than a paddle-boat ride away.

2. Languages: ‘Andu-Gundu-Naaru-Gundu’ may have profound meaning in modern Haryanvi, but is gibberish in Kannada, Telugu, Malayalam, Tamil and Tulu. ‘South Indian’ is not a language – Tamilians will comprehend Telugu the day Mamtadidi spouts Gujarati. It kills me when you blurt out ‘Illay Illay Po’, and howl, as though what translates to ‘No No Go’ is somehow tremendously funny.

3. Pronunciations: Do not attempt to sing the Malayalam lines from ‘Jiya Jale’. Notice how even Lata Mangeshkar didn’t? Touch the tip…

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The last of the Telegraphs

Posted on July 24, 2013 by The Nameless One

An old friend sent me this telegraph which is the first one I ever got (of course living in 2013 what were the odds?) and actually one of the last ones which will be ever sent in our planet. India was the last country to shut them down (kind of tells you how much people were still outdated here, and this is just one part of technology, let me not get started with people and the rest…) This would make a good exhibit for the future as it’s part of history now. Look at how much we have ‘progressed’ since then!

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You, Dinner

Posted on July 23, 2013 by The Nameless One

Nothing interesting in dinner, usual stuff.

The Stat Connection

Posted on July 22, 2013 by The Nameless One

Well in retrospection, apart from my post viewed paged of this blog is the homepage itself 😛 here are my top viewed posts of all time so far:

Okay, bit too much. But still looking at the connection between these is, perhaps the only connection I can find is that they are all by the nameless one!

Party Animals (?)

Posted on July 21, 2013 by The Nameless One

After spending time with a group of people, do you feel energized and ready for anything or do you want to hide in the corner with a good book?

That depends on how tired I’m at the given circumstance, I’d prefer to doze off if I’m not already at it.

On the move

Posted on July 20, 2013 by The Nameless One

Moving reminded me of an initiative by Nokia here for pedestrian safety.

Paying tribute to the Legend

Posted on July 20, 2013 by The Nameless One

“Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves.

Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash.

Be water, my friend.” ― Bruce Lee

This is one of my most favourite lines said by the aforementioned legend, who died 40 years ago today. Although he passed on from this world much before I was born, throughout my life he inspired me to be myself and continues to do so. Some of his very simple words brings me to tears at times, it’s the way he lived that tells his tale.