Doktor glas
A short review of Doctor Glass for my Swedish B2del1 course. Continue reading Doktor glas
Idealiska cykelvägar
This is the text I wrote in my Swedish class last week on an ideal bicycle lane from Tynnered to Chalmers. Continue reading Idealiska cykelvägar
The felling of a coconut tree
The same tree that once stood so flamboyantly, splaying wide its accordion like fronds, and which bent backwards to protect itself when strong winds pummelled its top, only to emerge victorious once the wind ceases, as a hero would emerge after a fierce battle. Continue reading The felling of a coconut tree
Happy New Year 2024
Like every year, this new year too presents us with an empty canvas. We have witnessed that the act of will has caused innumerable conflicts in and around us, and if one were intelligent, one would act from compassion rather than with reckless instincts. If only we could let the past be in its place, forge better relationships by spending quality time with each other, listen more … Continue reading Happy New Year 2024
The bylanes of Göta älv
A new year is thus born with possibilities to explore and to shut doors that numbs the shelf. Continue reading The bylanes of Göta älv
Happy New Year 2021
Wish you all an insightful new year ahead. Continue reading Happy New Year 2021
An autumn in Sweden
Words enable us to imagine more than what is said, yet a word can never become the thing that is described. Words are all we have to communicate and we try to do that as effectively as we can. So here is my description of autumn. Continue reading An autumn in Sweden
A twinkling tale of buds
Originally posted on Perpetual Motion of Thought:
With much joy the grand old yeast said to her daughter, “Look above my little child, see those even stars that toil at night till oblivion, quietly twinkling now and often, with a heart of its own; Responding humbly to the earthly stimuli with its incessant winks;” A remarkable similarity indeed to our microscopic world; regarde, regarde mon… Continue reading A twinkling tale of buds
Research narratives from the F-level
Tales of joy from research. Continue reading Research narratives from the F-level
An out of office reply
Whilst thou searcheth for me utterly, Shalt I be in a faraway place where rain drops would evaporate as they fall on the ground, And Sun’s rays would showeth no mercy and scorch the green leaves and pigs’ backs gladly; And animals of all kinds would stroll leisurely on tarmacked alleys, And the fragrance of many a country flower would waft about, Causing much a … Continue reading An out of office reply
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