tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127415472012-01-10T15:24:43.159-05:00ADD SPICE TO YOUR THOUGHTSRobbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.comBlogger711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-47208611059791819332008-06-29T21:15:00.012-05:002008-07-04T22:17:37.417-05:00

Pic courtesy: www.nasa.govI am writing this post after having watched Dasavatharam for the third time this afternoon. Dasavatharam's central theme or the chaos theory is very similar to Asimov's short story "THE LAST QUESTION". The short story deals with the second law of thermodynamics which states that the entropy of the universe is always increasing reaching a maximum value. The question that

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-29168787627938983212008-06-14T14:15:00.007-05:002008-07-04T20:19:40.393-05:00

Picture source: http://www.banx.com.au/wip/images/I watched Dasavatharam yesterday and decided to write my own little review for the movie. I am not going to reveal anything about the plot just in case any of you haven't seen it but I am going to put forth my views on what I think the movie was about. I am also not going to talk about the technical aspects like digital effects and special

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-19538105799479897082007-06-12T21:30:00.000-05:002007-06-12T21:56:48.688-05:00

picture courtesy: http://imagesavant.com You came to me when you were three weeks old,I still remember your sprightly steps,Your dark chocolate fur and bright eyes,You were dark yet you filled my life with light,I remember that healing touch,Every day you would tug my hair with your teeth,Begging me for some warm milk,Waking me up with kisses wet and small little teethy bites,I woke up to see

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-2838027679070799082007-05-11T05:45:00.000-05:002007-05-11T05:48:52.665-05:00

It was the 4th of December the first day of the ASCB (American Society for Cell Biology) meetings in San Francisco. I was walking around dumb struck at all the research that was on display. I saw her standing in front of her poster explaining her research to a fellow researcher. My heart skipped a beat, she was petite, pretty, vivacious and bubbly, I approached her poster with interest and

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1162778058484286982006-11-05T20:49:00.000-05:002006-11-05T20:58:40.123-05:00

http://www.mysticfractal.com This wonderful feeling,It’s growing in me everyday,Day and night it sweeps my day,Making me leap,Sometimes in ecstasy,Sometimes in pain,Your thoughts possess me,Obsessively demanding my attention,How am I to sleep this way?The eternal insomniac that I am already,Those murmurs in my brain,Of memories sweet and sour;Do not matter any more,Frozen memories have thawed,I

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1159726412044816282006-10-01T13:05:00.000-05:002006-10-02T18:38:54.153-05:00

Pic source: http://galerieverdun.com/I was in my 5th grade then, my grandfather bought me a whistle to blow and play cop in the house. He perhaps knew that I was at that time fascinated by Sherlock Holmes and his methods of detection. It was also during this period that I was introduced to a number of wonderful works of English literature, like Shakespeare’s Macbeth, Midsummer night’s dream and

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1158525015602364472006-09-17T15:01:00.000-05:002006-09-17T15:30:15.626-05:00

The end seems so close. The future of this planet rests in great peril. The most intelligent creature (in the universe?) on earth is on a self destruct mode. Our natural resources are near depletion, our dependence on our own creation has increased our energy consumption more than ever before. We have used up most of our fossil fuels, alternative sources of energy are at a great demand, the earth

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1155616068046178402006-08-14T23:24:00.000-05:002006-08-15T08:51:34.880-05:00

pic source: http://www.geekland.org/picture_libraryA short essay inspired by Isaac Asimov's "I ROBOT"I am sitting in the corner of my room, lost in thought about the past few months. Something has changed within me. I am no longer the robot I used to be, I am starting to feel these days, emotions that humans describe very often as “love”. I have started to wonder if a robot like me can have

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1154661666943559682006-08-03T22:07:00.000-05:002006-08-03T22:21:06.976-05:00

pic source: http://www.trzj.org/art/famous/onfantasyart/The murmur spread and became clear,Softly escaping from the confines of the mind,A lullaby filled her senses,Clutching her life in her hand she lay,In total surrender to the sounds that made her sway,Sleep beckoned her deep into its darkness,Taking her into the dreamers trance,Haunting her senses with its wild array,She dreamt within dreams

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1150767992148035772006-06-19T20:37:00.000-05:002006-07-14T14:26:48.253-05:00

pic source: http://mysite.wanadoo-members.co.uk/p_wood/images/FractalsAs the tiny drops fell from the sky,Immersed in blissful thought was I,They fell and crept down my mane to my neck,Enthralling and driving me crazy,Reminding me of my adolescence wild,Fiery love, blind desires,Pubescent forests with wild lilacs,Flowery fragrance and mystic thoughts,Fraught and depraved,Thirsty for love,Dowsing

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1149983998156064112006-06-10T18:52:00.000-05:002006-06-26T07:22:14.483-05:00

Pic source: http://lucidquest.com/gfx/gallery/desktop/I feel you in my mind,The soft tenderness of your presence,The fragrance in your enchanting voice,Whispers filled with sweet nothings,My heart buzzes with expectations,Anticipating the next silky smooth move,I can still feel you, touch you but not see you,One day you make me what I am,The next you try to destroy,A meaningless entity,Denial

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1149971437583097842006-06-10T15:26:00.000-05:002006-06-10T15:50:47.076-05:00

Federer(1) faces Nadal(2) tomorrow in what could be one of the best matches ever in the history of tennis. The final match of the French open promises to be a humdingerWill Federer become the first man since Rod Laver and Don Budge to win 4 Grandslams in a row on 4 different surfaces?Will Nadal extend his open era clay court winning record to 60?Will Sharapova say yes to Federer?Wait a minute...

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1149216681669980842006-06-01T21:42:00.000-05:002006-06-02T16:21:21.513-05:00

Pic source: http://www.infres.enst.fr/~dax/elsa/paintings/I swoon in the river of blood,Surrounded by the squeals of nature,Disillusioned people and a purposeless life,Cannibals thrive on altruistic desire,Weakened souls lighting their own funeral pyre,A gentle fire encompassing ignoramuses,They howl and cry in pain,Echoes of a chaotic past linger on,Let the chaos subside and sanity prevail,How

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1148879291366434112006-05-29T00:06:00.000-05:002006-05-30T19:23:14.970-05:00

Poetry: BharathiyarPoem recited by: RobbieMusic: Ganesh Powered by CastpostClick here to download the song (hi-fi version)Update:The story behind Resilience:It was 1994, I was in my 11th grade then, my friends from school had arranged for us to go to watch Mahanadi. I went with all my class (we were 56) to watch this movie. The movie started and despite being the unruly beings we were observed

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1148009680607033752006-05-18T21:44:00.000-05:002006-05-18T22:34:40.783-05:00

I have been tagged by Shuba Venkat and here are my responses…1. Grab the book nearest to you turn to page 18 and find line 4 (jeepers creepers whoever came up with this idea!)Book: A long walk to freedom by Nelson Mandelapage 18, line 4 from the chapter "A country childhood": The men wore suits and the women affected the severe protestant style of the missionaries: thick long skirts and

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1147542821418644762006-05-13T12:08:00.000-05:002006-05-13T15:50:15.590-05:00

Source: http://www.poopyjoe.com I revisited "the selfish gene" by Richard Dawkins and this post is in special reference to Chapter 9 in the book titled 'Battle of the sexes'. In this chapter Dawkins tries to explain the difference between what fundamentally is male and female. In the animal and plant kingdom in general the criterion for judging the sex of an individual are based on how large the

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1147483646249861192006-05-12T19:44:00.000-05:002006-05-13T15:45:39.293-05:00

Source: http://www.supermantv.netFaster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall buildings in a single bound... It’s a bird, a bee no its Kal El! Yes! A few of you guessed right Kal El is the actual name of Clark Kent aka Superman. Superman was perhaps the first science fiction comic series I started reading, I still remember those long walks with my grandfather

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1146967910145629332006-05-06T19:51:00.000-05:002006-05-06T21:14:42.240-05:00

I was browsing through the pictures of my visit to Tokyo this New Year and the picture of this gigantic 13 meter great Buddha of Kamakura stood out. I was transported to Kamakura and of the time I spent there walking into the statue. Yes! You can get into the statue and look into Buddha’s hollow empty head. It is this emptiness inside the statue that was very striking. The statue was built in the

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1144975411342026792006-04-13T19:13:00.000-05:002006-04-13T20:57:20.270-05:00

Deep in my deepest slumber,Wandering mysteriously through wild forests,In search of a fair maiden I went,Searching for the ever elusive dream,I was near yet so far,I woke up with a start,It was midnight and through the window I saw her,The most beautiful sight,The shimmering full moon,There she lay await for me,All those years,Playing the game of hide and seek,She revealed herself for me to see,

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1144716149663553472006-04-10T19:41:00.000-05:002006-04-10T21:19:05.476-05:00

On Tuesday last week, I woke up to a call from Ganesh. He seemed very excited and started to rattle off dialogues in Madras Tamil and kept calling me Kabali. I was still asleep and did not understand what he was talking about. All that I could understand was that there was a “ghaana” song that he had composed to Thennavans lyrics. I did not pay heed to his words and listened to him half heartedly

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1139633919480317962006-02-10T23:56:00.000-05:002006-02-10T23:58:39.566-05:00

I shot this at the MIT science museum in Boston. The museum had some delightful holograms and I fell in love with this one the moment I saw it.

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1139088034091369462006-02-04T14:39:00.000-05:002006-02-04T16:20:34.946-05:00

On the 31st of December 2005, I set out on the final leg of my journey. A visit to one of the most densly populated cities of the world- TOKYO. Tokyo has a population of 30 million. Just the thought of a visit to one of the premier cities in the world which has been voted as the most expensive place to live in the world consistently over the last decade filled me with excitement and anxiety. I

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1137031924808406052006-01-11T21:15:00.000-05:002006-01-11T21:42:37.126-05:00

After San Francisco my next stop was Singapore. I boarded the Singapore airlines flight Sq001 at 00:05 hours to Singapore from SFO. It was a full flight and I ended up sitting at the rear end of the flight. It was the longest flight I have ever been on it took 14hrs and 50 min to reach Hong Kong where it stopped for a hour and a half, which gave enough time for me to grab a “short” café latte.

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1136950783880452522006-01-10T22:19:00.000-05:002006-01-11T00:04:43.186-05:00

San Francisco, Singapore, Chennai, Salem, Tokyo...these are the cities I visited from December 10- January 8. I am finally in my small cozy room in Washington DC reflecting at the incredible journey I have been through the last few weeks. Each city I visited was unique and wonderful in its own way. I will try and share my incredible experience with all of you over the next few days.December 10-14

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1133584269690174272005-12-02T22:57:00.000-05:002005-12-02T23:40:07.470-05:00

Hello! Is this Miss.Divine?,Yes it is she said,I heard the smoothest voice I ever had,It did not command nor was it submissive,I was totally mesmerized by the brilliance,Awestruck by its mysterious charm,The signals from her brain perfectly interpreted by her vocal cords,Poured out the intelligence that lay within,I listened with the keenest of ears,Is she human? I thought,No, she is Miss. Divine

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1132629197899670942005-11-21T22:02:00.000-05:002005-11-21T22:52:36.196-05:00

I read this article in newsweek today and wanted to share this with all of you. This is a wonderful article about Darwin and his personal life. The article is aptly titled the evolution of a scientist.How does Vairamuthu fit in the scheme of things here? What is his relationship with Darwin?Listen to the audioblog for more...

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1131808888085359302005-11-12T10:18:00.000-05:002005-11-13T22:55:01.820-05:00

It is astounding to see how many people are addicted to blogging and how seriously they take it. I found out about the Chinmayi incident yesterday and was really amazed to see how seriously she had taken an innocent prank and Mr. Narayanans reaction to it. I was also reflecting on how people have responded to the different posts I have written in my blogsite. I had written one on tamil brahmin

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1130686258728808312005-10-30T10:19:00.000-05:002005-10-30T10:32:11.043-05:00

You might all wonder at what AO means! It means abbreviation overkill. I was visiting various blogsites this morning and I saw a lot of abbreviations like IMHO, LMAO, LOL, ROTFL etc. I was so confused at what IMHO was and finally found out that it meant "IN MY HUMBLE OPINION". I searched the internet for such abbreviations and found them in plenty. I find it ridiculous that we have resorted to

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1130598068873947162005-10-29T09:52:00.000-05:002005-10-29T13:52:35.286-05:00

I read this on Sens blog and felt like writing an open letter to him. Dear Sen,I am surprised at this post as this defies all logic. You have taken a point and totally blown it out of proportion. It seems like you must have been drunk when you wrote this, anyway, the support you show for people like Jo is an indicator. The incident that you quote from freedom at midnight can happen in any country

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1130083531975772272005-10-23T11:06:00.000-05:002005-10-23T11:05:32.113-05:00

"I TEACH YOU THE SUPERMAN.Man is something that is to be surpassed.What have ye done to surpass man?All beings hitherto have created something beyond themselves:And ye want to be the ebb of that great tide, and would rather go back to the beast than surpass man? Ye have made your way from the worm to man, and much within you is still worm.Once were ye apes, and even yet man is more of an ape than

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1129777342492474492005-10-19T22:00:00.000-05:002005-10-19T23:11:01.176-05:00

After a post on insomnia the next thing that occurred to me was depression. I felt the need to write about it because depression is a word I am very familiar with, I get depressed very easily. I expect a lot out of myself as well as the people around me. A bad day in the lab, a small misunderstanding anything and everything can trigger me to get into depression. For a person like me depression

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1129608948242913192005-10-17T23:02:00.000-05:002005-10-17T23:17:43.476-05:00

In the deepest confines of my brain,There lies a mysterious world,A world not many know of,But always ask me questions about,I shrug off their questions and silently walk away,I keep wide awake waiting for the murmur to end,The noise increases and reaches a crescendo,I twist and turn waiting for it to subside,It seems to be never ending,Engulfing me in its raves and rants,Everything seems to be

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1129517943570894972005-10-16T21:26:00.000-05:002005-10-16T22:20:07.800-05:00

I have been reading various posts of late about intelligent design, god and spirituality in biology. I was pretty riled up on reading this post recently linking intelligent design to biological systems and how everything had to be "designed" inorder to function. I should mention here that I am not against the concept of god, or against people who believe in the concept of god. God is a very

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1128810533476465692005-10-08T17:15:00.000-05:002005-10-08T17:33:05.590-05:00

I saw a few incredible clips on 9msn the last few days. I really loved watching them and I wanted to share them with all of you.Please click on the links to watch the clipsROGER FEDERER-HOT STUFF!All you wanted to know about Roger Federer in a nutshell. A very interesting short program.THE BOSNIAN MASSACRE- BODY OF EVIDENCEA very moving documentary on the massacre of muslims in Bosnia.IS GLOBAL

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1128740728508553112005-10-07T20:48:00.000-05:002005-10-07T22:05:28.580-05:00

After an excruciatingly long break I am finally back to my old blogging ways. I can see that the blog world has not changed much over the last two months. These two months have been very interesting. My break started with a trip to Pittsburgh to visit my uncle. I spent the first three days in Pittsburgh helping my uncle unpack and set up his new house.On the 15th of August I was helping my uncle

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123877063806356302005-08-12T14:48:00.000-05:002005-08-12T15:04:23.813-05:00

My dear blogger friends,The four months of summer have gone by like a breeze. It seems like I was forlorn and dejected just yesterday, but today I am brimming with confidence ready to take my career head on. I am unfortunately (or fortunately for some of you who detest this “RAANGI”) going to have to stop my blogging activities for a while. I do not know how long this is going to be. I am going

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123806865334634072005-08-11T19:22:00.000-05:002005-08-11T19:35:58.306-05:00

picture courtesy: http://www.1st-art-gallery.comEyebrows black, eyes deep set,A beautiful smile rides her cheeks,Her nose an abberation,Lips that soothe the imperfection,Tresses of hair that mystify,a neck that begs to be kissed,In totality...A Poetry in motion,Will you be mine?

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123728153740439002005-08-10T21:29:00.000-05:002005-08-10T22:01:01.156-05:00

I got inspired to post this after reading cosmic blobs post on the universal binding factor (click here to read blob's post). I caught this tiger in action when I visited the national zoo here in Washington DC a couple of years ago.

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123636515956072582005-08-09T20:05:00.000-05:002005-08-10T06:54:34.983-05:00

August 8 1992 will be etched in my memory forever. It was the day I lost my guiding light, my idol and mentor- my grandfather. Ever since my mother gave birth to me, on that fateful day in 1978 it has been my grandparents and aunts who have brought me up. I was left with my grandparents because of a complication I developed to the BCG vaccine. I had a big boil in my left armpit and my parents

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123559887616649422005-08-08T22:46:00.000-05:002005-08-08T23:00:00.406-05:00

pic courtesy http://www.searchforlight.orgI can’t get enough of it I thought,Will I get another day?Another minute, another second,Just looking at her beautiful face,Sadness dwelled in her laughter,Lines that remain from days of sorrow,Does she realize that I am admiring her?Maybe...but it doesn’t matter.It’s this moment that everyone wants,A moment to relish the rest of our lives,When a song

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123554785893822732005-08-08T21:03:00.000-05:002005-08-08T22:31:10.036-05:00

pic courtesy http://www.tendreams.org/rassouli.htmI think its time I write about one blogsite I love to visit more than any other in recent times. It is Swahilya's blog. It is a pity that not many people visit her site and enjoy her succint well thought out posts. Let me try my best to describe her blog site. She writes about anything and everything but with a spiritual bent of mind. I know that

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123404161827079802005-08-07T03:38:00.000-05:002005-08-07T03:42:41.850-05:00

I woke up at 4:00AM and found this reply to my previous post. I loved it so much that I decided to make it a separate post:P.Thanks Kavya! I got such a comment for my previous post when it was meant to defend women:P.hey robbie,ni santhya vanthanam panriya...ella la:) ioio solra madri kulikarthey ellai....ponnunga mattum (brahmin) ennum daily thala kulichutu...kousalya supraja nu thulasi madatha

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123378391482393902005-08-06T19:49:00.000-05:002005-08-06T20:47:22.316-05:00

pic courtesy: http://www.twainquotes.com Seems like I have been posting some very depressing poetry the last few days and for a change people want me write something light. Since, I am not a natural at cracking witty jokes, forgive me for what I am about to write might particularly not vibe well with feminists.Recently I was in conversation about a hot topic with two other friends of mine, whose

Robbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03397760416546057442noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12741547.post-1123122092068535792005-08-03T20:46:00.000-05:002005-08-03T22:59:47.826-05:00

picture courtesy: http://sprott.physics.wisc.edu/It was a dark autumn night,The leaves had dried out,A silent wind blew in the cool breeze,The birds were sleeping in the warmth of their nest,A distant sound was sweeping in,An owl crept close to my window,It put its ear on the glass as if eavesdropping,Its dark eyes peered into my room,I opened the windowIt didn't moveI was surprised at its

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The week, it seems, has passed by in a flash. It was supposed to be the toughest week of my graduate career, an abstract to submit to the American society for Cell Biology (ASCB), a lab presentation and numerous experiments were waiting for me at the beginning of the week. On Monday, I was thinking to myself that if I came out of this one unscathed, I will survive anything. But as days of the

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picture courtesy http://www.crownpoint.com/The clock just struck 12I tiptoed out of my room Into hers...There she lay like an aphroditewaiting for my arrivalI swooped her into my armsand placed a kiss on her lips,She swayed and gaspedI couldn't stop kissing,I saw her crimson frame in the darknessHer face radiated a brilliant blueI saw her eyes closed, arms outstretchedA picture of beautyas she

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picture courtesy: http://americaohyes.com/Disclaimer: This story is purely my imagination and any resemblance to any individual living or dead is sheer coincidence. He opened his eyes and was welcomed by the warm rays of the early morning sun pouring into his room through his Venetian blinds. His anxiety grew as he looked at his watch; it was 9:00AM.

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picture courtesy http://www.carltonartgallery.comShe was asleep...It was a breathtaking sight,The silhouette of beauty,It turned and spoke,A distant buzz swept in,The speech subsided,It was listening...The winds picked up speed,It started to pour heavily,Water covered the land,The seas ruled over mountains,Extinction ruled the earth.The buzzing stopped,There was silence in the air,I could hear

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an·o·nym·i·ty ( P ) Pronunciation Key (n-nm-t) n. pl. an·o·nym·i·ties The quality or state of being unknown or unacknowledged.I was thinking about a subject to write about and recent conversations with friends came to my mind immediately. They all involved comments from anonymous people and how people could get away with what they said just because they were anonymous. In reality, we all live

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This is my effort to simplify Archer's greatest short story...Christina Rosenthal: A short story from Jeffrey Archer’s ‘TWIST IN THE TALE’She came into his life like a breeze, taunted him, teased him and showed him heaven. He was in bliss, shocked at the unmeasured love she showered upon him. Everything just seemed right, he proposed to her, she said she wanted to marry him and all of a sudden

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The little boy in this picture is an orphan...I was reading through Swahilya's recent post and I was moved into writing something about this very serious issue. Whenever I hear an orphan story, I feel that urge to do my bit to the society. I cannot believe that there are so many orphans on planet earth when there are so many people that can take care of them. We even name receptors in biology as

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As most of you visiting this doggone blog know, we had the DC indibloggers meet yesterday. It was three hours of clean, pure fun. I haven’t had such a time since my college days. Since, both thennavan and Arvind have described most of what happened yesterday, I will introduce you to the DC indiblogger gang that met yesterday.THE LIST IS IN THE DESCENDING ORDER BY AGETHENNAVAN: The oldest blogger

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This weekend I witnessed two incredibly talented players scale the Mount Everest of Tennis for the third time. On Saturday it was Venus who fought the odds to win against Lindsey Davenport. Davenport was the number one seed at Wimbledon and had a 14-12 career record against Venus. Venus had all the odds to beat. She was returning from an injury and had to prove that she could compete in grand

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After a hard days work there is nothing more enthralling than looking at results in the laboratory. I finally got results after two hard grinding unforgiving months. I was wondering about what I should write on my blog site and a conversation I had with a friend of mine suddenly popped out. The conversation was about spirituality, faith and science. My friend is a devout Christian, the bible is

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Arvind my blogger friend has announced the first bloggers meet in Washington DC on the 9th of July, 2005 A.D. Since, Arvind has so graciously announced it I believe that he is going to graciously host this one and make life for graduate students like me easier. I invite all the budding aspiring bloggers and the current bloggers to join in the fun. I would like to point out a few good bloggers

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After having a sumptuous dinner of pasta and vegetables I visit my friend Ganesh’s English blog and what do I see? I have been tagged, except that this time it is not a book tag...I take a few deep breaths and let the steam out through my ears and decide that it was time to tell the world about myself…So here goes,Three names I go by:Robbie… and oh my god!! I forgot the other two.Three screen

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I just managed to finish reading the one Dan Brown book that I hadn't read. After having read the other three books (Da Vinci Code, Angels and Demons and Digital fortress) I plunged into deception point with a lot of expectations and felt decieved and disappointed at the end.It was because I felt that Dan Brown was getting predictable, I could clearly see the pattern of the plot emerging.The plot

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I surprised myself with this one. I thank Kaleidoscope and randomshots for inspiring me to photoblog

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I was walking from the metro back home and I was wondering about the number of responsibilities that have built up on me as the years have passed by. I suddenly felt suffocated. There were too many things to worry about. In India, we as children enjoy enormous freedom. I remember that most of my childhood was spent reading fun books or playing with my friends. Yes, the family did want me to do

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I have been tagged by Daedalus and it is my turn to share information with the blog world. Before I do so I would strongly recommend anyone reading this blog to visit her blog site. Her site is an information highway and a great way to keep in touch with current US policies and politics.Books I own: In India: I have not countedIn the US: 10+ (I have become a very poor reader of late)Last book I

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I was browsing the net today and chanced upon this website with the complete collection of Sherlock Holmes stories. I remember my first encounter with one of Arthur Conan Doyle’s books. I was 10 years old then, sitting and watching the telly with my grandfather. My aunt came up to me and handed me a book bound wonderfully well and it read “THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES”. I used to be busy

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ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND... I look into the mirror and reflect on how 27 years of my life have passed by me. I have come a long way since I was in my mother’s womb, unaware of the life that awaited me. I am now so far away from the beginning; still unaware of what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is so full of uncertainties. I am always so sure about what my plans for tomorrow are

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DEATH PERSONIFIED I watched “MEET JOE BLACK” with my friend yesterday. It is a movie where death takes a human form and falls in love with a human and finds it difficult to leave the human body. DO NOT WORRY! This is not a review for “MEET JOE BLACK” but just an outlet of thoughts that came to me when I was watching this movie. While I was watching the movie I remembered the deaths of two

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I guess it’s been a week since my last blog. It was worth the wait for I wanted to write a review for this one movie more than any other. I watched the REVENGE OF THE SITH yesterday. I can safely write a review for this one without bothering about revealing it all, because everyone knows that this is the movie in which Anakin turns to the dark side and becomes DARTH VADER. I will however, keep

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THE ORIGIN OF SPECIESIt is a great honor to introduce the man in the picture above. It might be a sin for me to write about him considering the level he has taken science to. Nevertheless, I do want to take this opportunity and talk about my Idol "CHARLES DARWIN". He is the reason why we all know the term evolution. Darwin’s book "THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES" whose first edition was published on the

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"One People, One Reich, One Führer." You might wonder what HITLER is doing in a blog named scientific masala. Hitler is here for us to understand human psyche. It is amazing that the most important events of the past century have been associated to this man. He was a barbaric villain; there are no second thoughts about that. But, despite all that he motivated an entire nation from mediocre levels

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The picture above shows the timeline since the big bang. It is interesting to note that it has been 13.7 billion years since the big bang occurred. Thus, 13.7 billion light years is also the diameter of the universe. I included this time line to make a simple point; it has been only 4.5 billion years since the birth of planet earth and only 4 million years since the birth of mankind. Life on

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I am sure many of us ask this question. This question first reminds me of a Jackie Chan flick of the same name, Charles Darwin, Richard Dawkins and more recently Mr. Desikans (dasavatharam the missing link) blog. I read his blog at my friends place and he seemed to reflect my opinion on the famous dasa avatharam. Many people here in the US have asked me about hinduism and I have always maintained

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ASIMOV'S ROBOTS WERE SELDOM VILLAINS! THEY ALWAYS FOLLOWED THE THREE LAWS OF ROBOTICS.Isaac Asimov's "Three Laws of Robotics"1. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.2. A robot must obey orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such

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This is my inaugural blog and let me introduce you to ROBBIE first. Meet ROBBIE, the hero of the first robot short story written by ISAAC ASIMOV. Yes! You guessed it!! The great ISAAC ASIMOV, father of the term ROBOTICS! Most of the modern movie makers and science fiction writers derive inspiration from ASIMOV's robot series and the foundation series. He along with Sir ARTHUR C CLARKE

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