Showing posts with label plagiarism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plagiarism. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 08, 2016

Unoriginality is annoying

A coupla days back, it was a pleasant surprise to read about an innovative undertaking by the environmental science students at Delhi University - to monitor bird sounds and find out whether the birdsong has changed due to rising pollution in the city. Conjecture is that due to the damping effect of pollution, the birdsong cannot travel far, hence the birds now sing at a higher frequency than usual.
DU to study how pollution affects birds’ sound

Today, to some shock, it turns out to be an existing idea. The original research is covered well in an article here - too well covered, I guess.
Present annoyance comes from the death of the excitement caused by considering it an original idea. I dunno what scholars have, if not for things they would like to conceptualize and do.
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Sunday, October 04, 2015

Indira's Pearls Contents/Context

Dear,
Hope this gets Between the cracks
since we're already Crossing boundaries 
not realizing that Accidents will happen.
Lay your eyes upon The glowing gasket with which,
you shall be blessed with Indra's necklace 
which you, until now, thought was A delightful fiction.
Using  The language of symmetry,
making you feel the creation of The Schottky dance,
making you imagine Double spirals and Möbius maps.
So, now, get Playing with parameters
and let my mind blow, in Fractal dust and infinite words.
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Monday, August 10, 2015

S.Sn.

They tell of this boy
who would sit by the river,
and sing of the oceans blue,
and think of the people and me and you,
surrounding.
Love, he heard about
in the river's song
the murmurs of the breeze;
the trill of cicadas in the trees,
invisible.

They said he was a mad one,
And thinking of the madmen,
he went looking for a mad one
found one right behind him
talking of madness besides his,
and feed him tea and oranges from Kashmir,
and enjoy the snows alongside.

And just when he meant to tell her
that he no love to give her,
then she stopped him
and said
let the river answer,
- it has already thought a lot more ,
than we ever could in a mortal span -
and it did, it said,
that they've always been lovers.

Now he wants to travel with her
And he wants to travel blind
And he knows that she will trust him
For he's touched her perfect body with his mind.


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Sunday, March 10, 2013

Random thoughts for 10th of March, 2013

Random thoughts...
for 10th of March, 2013.
It appears this is my first entry in 3 weeks.
Sand is overrated - it's just tiny little rocks.
If only I could meet someone new.
I guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished, seeing that I'm incapable of eye contact with a woman. I don't know.

I take back my vacant post of an lazy-indoor-bum-cum-scribbler-in-private, and resieze the instrument of narration and engine of truth, the hilt of the pen, and begin away. There's a lot of the past to smear on these pages, so this will take a while. Now that I've started, the start itself deserves another almond from the kitchen, and maybe another glassful of the Kinnow sherbet.

I'm starting on a Sunday, in-between meeting friends and allies, and ignoring the ticket I've to get done to seal my fate and set my sail towards Mumbai. It was an accidental encounter of a research work on the protonic transport in ionic liquid incorporated cellulose acetate, that brings me to this present state of a lingering ambivalence. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind was just playing alongside, and I couldn't escape the idea of resuming my diaries with Jim Carrie's.

What Jim's going on about is the exact opposite of what's going on about me. He's going on and on about his condition of being alone... so one can guess about mine. The crazy thing IS that had this movie torrent download been done by the time I was leaving out for Gulmarg (20 days back), or even ((a week)+1)days back, I would've identified with Jim's prose and appreciated it from a different perspective - such identification [with Jim's character] would've been kinda misrepresentational of myself (not to mention campy and overly dramatic), but hey it was some close interpolation of how I could see myself in some time. But things had to change for the good, I guess. The way my experiences are growing better almost brings out a foolish belief in a divine power.
I met Gulmarg, I met snows, and I met a curious girl in those snows. The rest is history in the making.
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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Chance-romance expression template

Dear [INSERT NAME HERE],

If you're reading this it means I actually worked the courage to mail/email, so good for me.

You don't know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how the writing is for me. This, this is the hardest thing I've ever had to write.

There's no easy way to say this but I'll just say it: I met someone. It was an accident. I wasn't looking for it, I wasn't on the make. It was a perfect storm. She said one thing, I said another. The next thing I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation.

Now theres this feeling in my gut she might be the one. She's completely nuts in a way that makes me smile. Highly neurotic. A great deal of maintenence is required. She is YOU, [INSERT NAME HERE], thats the good news. The bad is, I dont know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me; because if I'm not with you right now I have this feeling we'll get lost out there. Its a big, bad world, full of twists and turns where people have a way of blinking, and missing the moment... the moment that could've changed everything.

I dont know whats going on with us, and I can't tell you why you should waste the leap of faith on the likes of me. But damn you smell good, like home, and you make excellent talk. That's gotta count for something, right?

Call me. I'm faithfully yours,
[INSERT NAME HERE]
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