I recently was stuck with a prompt, I just couldn’t come up with a satisfying subplot. I asked my 6-year-old daughter to tell me a story about “space”. This is her story — I believe she has a lot better plot. She always beats me with her creativity and freedom of thought.Mon, Nov 11, 2019 thoughts
The Aging Spaceship
Note: I was recently held back by the 10th prompt of Microblogvember. I couldn’t come up with a satisfying subplot. I asked my 6-year-old daughter to tell me a story about space. This is her short story — I believe she has a better plot than what I could come up with. She always beats me with her creativity and freedom of thought.
There once was an old spaceship. No one used it. Everyone wanted to use the new spaceship. The new spaceship had too many lights and it flew fast. So all new people wanted to use the new spaceship.
Some old people were talking once how they wished they could go to space and see the stars from close. The old spaceship heard them, it felt sad. So it took them to space. It showed them the stars and the moon. The old people felt very happy.
Some young boys did not like those old people were also going to space. So they stole the old spaceship and hid them. The old people felt very sad that their friend was stolen. So they searched for the old spaceship everywhere. But they did not find it.
One day they got an idea. They announced to the young boys that they have got a very new spaceship. They should come and take it from them. The young boys came to take the new spaceship. But they fell and all the old people held them.
The young boys got afraid and gave the old spaceship back to them. The old people were happy that got their friend back. Now they went to space every day with the old spaceship.Mon, Nov 11, 2019 fiction prompt
Roy gazed out at the nippy darkness outside. The surrounding wasn’t deserted, but he felt desolate within. He wished he’d lend Mary the space she needed when the time was still at his hands.
The darkness that spread outside was stretching itself toward’s Roy’s mind. #mbnovSun, Nov 10, 2019 flashfiction prompt
Roy relished the cold weather, more so if brought on by a persistent drizzle. A gentle wind wafting through the air carried few droplets along. He moved closer to the window, closed his eyes and soaked in the light sprays of rainwater. The atmosphere made him call Mary. #mbnovSat, Nov 9, 2019 flashfiction prompt
“When life clasps you in the grinds, holds you down with sheer pressure of existence, when you feel insignificant, look up to the stars. Billions of them, doing exactly the same thing day in, day out. Doesn’t make one shine less brighter.”
Mary’s words made Roy smile. #mbnovFri, Nov 8, 2019 flashfiction prompt
I have now watched 4 episodes of The Morning Show and I have to say it has grown on me with every episode. It started rough but I think it has slowly picked up the pace. I have to disagree with critics - this show may not be great television, but it may work. 🎥Fri, Nov 8, 2019 thoughts
I finally set my data with Google to self-destruct after every 3 months - the lowest amount possible. So my web and app activity will be automatically purged. I have cleaned by YouTube history post my recent digital detox and have set the future data to be auto-purged every 3 months. I do not allow Google to collect my location history and I would not till they allow me to do that.
Does that ensure that I am protected from the data hoarding habits of Google? I am not sure about that. But I want to make it as much difficult as am allowed.
My recent switch to Android has already made this very difficult. Google signs itself up for too many permissions and starts collecting data from me, irrespective of whether I want it to or not. The least I can do is to remove that data as soon as possible. I am sure Google must already extract as much information about me as possible. After all, it is not about the raw data, but about the aggregations.
So then do I have a problem with Google owning data about me or Google knowing me? In an ideal world I would avoid both. However, I do not think I can do the later (given my current usage pattern). I want to at least use the privacy controls that Google has made available to the fullest.
I believe anyone who has a Google account should do this. It does not matter how often you use any of the myriad of Google services. Keep checking your Google activity every so often and tweak those controls.Fri, Nov 8, 2019 update privacy
She was sure she‘d be full with all sorts of expressions once the throwing stick crossed the window. But she wasn’t aware that what followed would be frightening, especially for her. It was, as the death she hurled was flying straight towards Roy leaning in to kiss Mary. #mbnovThu, Nov 7, 2019 flashfiction prompt
She looked patiently at Roy’s window. She was getting herself ready for this moment for quite some time now - and she believed she was ready now. Roy appeared at the window. A throwing stick left her hand and flew straight at him. She wished it did not boomerang empty. #mbnovWed, Nov 6, 2019 flashfiction prompt
She stood at the corner of the street, closely monitoring the surroundings. She tracked Roy as he sauntered towards his home. She saw him walk up the stairs towards his door, pause momentarily and enter nonchalantly. A wry smile spread across her face. #mbnovTue, Nov 5, 2019 flashfiction prompt
What pisses me off the most with Google’s Fitbit acquisition is the fact that Fitbit kept the fitness data always private, on their own servers. No way to even sync it with Apple Health. And now the only way to not share it with Google is to lose it all? That’s so wrong.Mon, Nov 4, 2019 thoughts
I intend to blog on each day during the month of November — and as a challenge, I wanted that post to be a flash fiction series. So I am writing a section every day as a response to the “mbnov” prompts. The posts tagged so are part of the larger story, do read along here.Mon, Nov 4, 2019 thoughts
“You don’t always have to be mean to others, Roy”. It was only a couple of weeks back when his fight with Mary got too heated. And nothing has been the same since. Even today he doesn’t remember what exactly happened that day. And even today Mary’s nowhere to be found. #mbnovMon, Nov 4, 2019 flashfiction prompt
“Roy’s Abode is not fancy,” he was known to assert, “but it’s lively.” For a place that he occupied alone since Mary left him forever, it felt uncharacteristically lively even to him. The aura made Roy restless. A sudden, but gentle puff nudged the door closed behind him. #mbnovSun, Nov 3, 2019 flashfiction prompt
He gawked at the unshut door. Was it his fuzzy memory playing games with him again? Wasn’t it only today that he’d locked his home? He stressed his mind to limits, but couldn’t recall. He gave up and entered the home, having missed a small but clear X mark on the door. #mbnovSat, Nov 2, 2019 flashfiction prompt
He checked his pockets again. He was sure he’d locked the main door while leaving the home earlier. “Must have lost it,” he sighed. With pitch dark and drizzling outside, he scrambled up the stairs. And there he saw it. The keys, dangling eerily - with the main door ajar. #mbnovFri, Nov 1, 2019 flashfiction prompt
I recently read through a few of my journal entries from a month back. The experience was refreshing, that too with just a month that’s been passed. It is the content, however, that I find extremely impressive. I had written so freely about everything. Not just the stuff happening with or around me. But thoughts, opinions, views about anything that I find interesting.
As I read through them, I wondered if any of the stuff that I had written was so secret that I cannot share openly. There are some parts which I would not like to talk publicly about. But that is true about only a handful of entries. A majority could very well have been a blog post.
Then why is it that I write a lot more freely in a journal? Is it because I believe no one will read it? And I subconsciously want others to read the blog posts? Maybe.Fri, Nov 1, 2019 thoughts
A quarter in, I had to stop reading Deep Work after another chapter trying to convince me why deep work is necessary. It was getting too repetitive. Sure, I understand the importance of deep work. Can we move on to the ways to be away from the distractions?Fri, Nov 1, 2019 thoughts
I kind of won’t mind if flip phones made a comeback. Not that they are the best form factor for a phone (especially a smartphone). But flat slate devices have gotten boring, common. Only natural that we are seeing more and more devices launched with moving parts.Thu, Oct 31, 2019 thoughts