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Having a routine adjusted to 100% of one’s potential is unpropitious. Allow me to explain…
Our Earth is dying. I don’t need to explain or prove this. All knowledgable folks on this planet already know how we have set it up for doom, unless we act on averting it now. If 7 billion humans can ‘mistakenly’ destroy an entire planet, they can also revive it back into full spring.
In a world full of crazy experiments fueled by the desire to understand how we work, can we ever hack our own selves?
It has been almost a month since I came to Germany as a guest researcher at the Chair for Processor Design, CFAED for my undergraduate thesis. Dresden is a beautiful, beautiful city. For starters, here is what I get to look at each morning.
I find myself particularly intrigued by two events: Thoughts that influence my actions. Actions that influence my thoughts.
I love tea. Freshly poured out, steaming, I compare its vapours to the fragrance of incense sticks. Both are equally adept at refreshing a dull room, and my mood. However much of an elixir it looks like, tea is always meant to be sipped.
I love travelling, it teaches me a lot. There are incidents that push me to think and ponder. I came across one such incident recently while travelling in a train. I was carrying some pretty heavy luggage, but I was determined to carry all of it in one trip.
Of all the activities I do on a daily basis, sleeping is often the best feeling to embrace me on most days. There’s a different energy about sprawling slowly on a bed, releasing all that tension from a rough day, and just melting into the bedsheets. My love for sleeping transcends all time and space.
My stay at Adani Power Maharashtra Limited, Tirora, has been amazing. As mentioned in one of my previous posts, the scale is humbling.
I’ve been at Adani Power Maharashtra Limited, Tirora as a project intern for seven days now, and there’s been significant additions to my experiences.
There’s this sense of urgency that dawns over me whenever I think about Death. An urgency that warms my chest everytime, a micro heart-attack, almost similar to when I don’t feel my phone in my pocket.
The importance of an object is generally determined by its qualitative value. Value is a highly subjective word, and what makes it subjective is something that has brought me this perspective.
I have a propensity for appreciating beautiful pieces of porcelain. Sometimes, I take a few moments off of my routine and relax, just to criticize porcelain.