Unconnected. Were never connected.
Disconnected. Were connected, not anymore.
In human relationships, one is usually better than the other.
For some, one is hope. For others, the other is respite.
For some, one is failure. For others, the other is.
Woke up before sunrise today.
Can’t recall when was the last time I did this, voluntarily.
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Today I learnt:
The most powerful man in China since Mao – Deng Xiaoping – was never the President of the country, or the General Secretary of the Communist Party.
He never held the top leader’s position.
Yet, no one would ever doubt he was anything but the one.
Why does my otherwise feminist partner insist on extra virgin when it comes to certain bits?
Love my boy’s modus operandi.
I asked him to go to mumma:
Ran upstairs, and stood outside her closed door.
Gave it a few whacks with his tail, and waited.
Quiet at first, then softly wailing… and increasing his crying volume – slowly, but steadily.
Patient, and organised.
Till she got up and opened the door :)
An old acquaintance was cribbing about ads following her on every site, begging Indian e-commerce sites to stop tracking her.
Thought of telling her about remarketing, and advising about blocking 3rd party cookies, using adblockers.
Didn’t want to be called a mansplainer again.
Sister went to Barcelona, and found Sagrada Familia boring. Didn’t even bother going inside.
I spent half a day in & around it. Could’ve well spent more. And will definitely be heading back next I’m vacationing in/near Barca.
I’m the atheist, while she’s the religious one! But then I’m the one who drags f&f to art, architecture and history shows, while she’d rather be snuggled up in a sofa with warm cider and *my* dog ;)
Wondering which one of us was adopted.
In the idiotic imperial unit system, the equivalent unit of metre is…
- feet, when measuring height (e.g. height of mountains, or people, or altitude where planes fly), and
- yard, if measuring distance
Unnecessarily complicating unit conversion for a hobbyist developer!
My boy will follow me everywhere – into raging fire, up the steepest mountain, across deepest seas, and into the mouth of certain death.
Everywhere, except when I pick up *his* towel and walk towards the 2nd bathroom.
Note to self:
Don’t do case interviews at 11 in the night, over Skype, when you’re already suffering from throat infection and fever.
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