4 solid reasons that forced me to quit Facebook

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Login. Like. Comment. Share. Post. React (of lately). Logout. Login again. Well, the entire blue universe knows this cycle. It is like a GIF. A continuous loop. It goes on and on. The probability of end doesn’t exist. I felt good to connect with long-lost friends and re-connect with forgotten family members, and, of course, make new friends, virtual though. Facebook allowed me to easily connect with like-minded people, enabled me to join groups of things that are of interest to me. 

I recall joining Facebook around 8 years ago, I think it was 2010. Since I love to write I thought of exploring this platform too. I was quite active on SCRIBD before signing-up on Facebook. The experience on SCRIBD was totally different compared to Facebook. Constructive criticism and proper guidance existed on SCRIBD then. Not sure whether it exists now. SCRIBD gave me hands-on experience in writing poems, stories, blogs etc. I do not use SCRIBD anymore, but I still have a lot of articles on the site.

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Of wristwatches and personality

The wristwatch in the picture was gifted by my Dad when I passed grade 12, 25 years ago. The make is TITAN.

TITAN is a leading and well-known wristwatch brand. A brand jointly created by TATA and Tamil Nadu Industrial Development Corporation (TIDCO).

time Read more and a poem that I wrote dedicated to this masterpiece.

Why so pensive…?

As a child, I would love to hear the word “pensive” from others but wasn’t knowing the exact meaning then. My father trained me and my older brother to refer the dictionary every time you hear a new word or you may just go through it and increase your vocabulary.

I liked the idea and followed his advice. 

I used to read more of dictionary and less of other books. It was here my father corrected me. He said – “If you do not read, your stock of words is of no use. They will pile-up in your brain and rot. So, put them to good use. Think on a good topic; write on it and let the words flow freely.”

Thinking and writing were new to my senses, but I worked on it. 

I failed on many occasions.

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