Bringing out the Microscope

John Steinbeck's novel, The Grapes of Wrath has been lying on my table(s) for a few weeks now. It's a long read, punctuated with lots of dust, chapters that scribble a picture from words, and slowly describe the migration of the Joad family. According to a Brainpicking's post, Steinbeck kept a diary while writing this... Continue Reading →

Losing

Rudyard Kipling set an impossibly tall order for 'man' with his poem 'If', and by all means it's a poem that could replace all religious texts. There is a lesson laced in every line of that poem. Not one word too much, not one word too little, it's just right. Right like that wish granted... Continue Reading →

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