Sprinkled Sentiments #15

375. "Baraduc claimed to be able to photograph emotions ... He sought out emotionally agitated people, then held light-proof paper a few inches from their heads. He found that the same emotion would make the same kind of impression upon the photographic plate, but different emotions produced different images. Anger looked like fireworks. Love was... Continue Reading →

Dark Paradise

According to the Greek mythology's myth of philosophical creation, everything was borne out of Darkness and Chaos. Darkness existed first, from which Chaos came into being. "From a union between Darkness and Chaos sprang Night, Day, Erebus, and the Air."¹ And then, from a union between two of these four, and their various combinations, everything... Continue Reading →

Stunning

There's just no other way to describe this account I came across on Instagram. This is book porn. And I am sold.

Scattered Dots

Recently I read Paper Towns by John Green. Since I was so hooked to the book that I finished reading it in a day, I decided to watch the movie based on the book. 20 mins into it I realised that the movie was unarguably terrible. Please don't watch it if you've read the book.... Continue Reading →

On Reading Steinbeck

Finally, I have finished reading The Grapes of Wrath. It was my second Steinbeck book after Of Mice and Men. For anyone who has been following this blog, you would know that I have been reading this book for over four months now. It took a great while, but as I mention to fellow book... Continue Reading →

#6

I've read hardly 2 books in almost a year now. My reading has been interspersed with leafing through essays and more essays. However, fiction, just 2. The upside is that one of them was a book of absolute genius. I would write an 'On Reading...' post for the author, however, I must admit that I've... Continue Reading →

The Number 12

The Prophet Jacob had twelve sons, the Prophet Jesus twelve apostles. Prophet Joseph, whose story is told in the 12th surah of the Qur’an, was his father’s favourite child. Twelve loaves of bread the Jews placed at their tables. Twelve golden lions guarded the throne of Solomon. There were six steps up to the throne,... Continue Reading →

On Writing

When asked what I'd like to do with my life, it's very easy for me to say that I want to write. Whether this reply comes from the joy of writing or from the comfort of the presence of a purpose, however sheer it may be, it is hard to say. It could also be that my... Continue Reading →

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