The week before last week, or last last week as the 12 year old me would say, I was in conversation with a wise friend. Our conversation shifted to domain names, and the ubiquitous nature of them – always unavailable. My friend says it’s about being quick – finding alternatives. I say it’s about being…
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I’ve listened to people talk about their lives as the words innocently sprung out of their mouths and crystallized into lines. A line or two at most, not an elaborate conversation, and yet I know I’ve been hit by circles of perspectives. I’ve listened not through ears, but through my heart. It is as though…
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‘How does one hope for the best and prepare for the worst, Lord Vayu?’ princess Valli asked the Guardian of the Wind. ‘I am not sure, but it is quite an impossible feat I must say.’ ‘To be hopeful of the great and still be ready to face the worst, a sting of irony,’ the…
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It pains me to know that while I was ardently taught the art of oration for years and years in school and university, the art of conversation was left way behind. Perhaps it was the omnipresence of the action, the idea that we conversed every day that made it too mundane to be considered a…
Read More‘Wouldn’t you agree that the night sky is much more interesting than the day?’ ‘Why do you suppose so, Lord Vadin?’ ‘There are plenty more characters at play under the starlight. There’s the cresent moon, and the constellation up there. While the mountains may be asleep and the cattles quiet, you get to see a…
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The Wordcastle 