Murphy’s Law

I recently bumped upon a book called “The Complete Murphy’s Law” by Arthur Bloch.It just took me thirty seconds of skimming to make me rush to the counter to buy it,lest someone else saw it.

What made the book so interesting? was after a longtime I laughed so much reading a book.A collection of ‘laws’ like the Murphy’s,it takes the reader into a world of insights,through utterly bone tickling laws! Here’s a peek I couldn’t resist to share-


Ade’s Law- Anybody can win-unless there happens to be a second entry.

Airplane Law- When the plane you are on is late,the plane you want to transfer to is on time.

Babcock’s Law- If it can be borrowed and it can be broken,you will borrow it and you will break it.

Cannon’s Cogent Comment- The leak in the roof is never in the same location as the drip.

Carpenters Law- If you have only one nail,it will bend.

First Law of Debate- Don’t argue with a fool,people might not know the difference.

The First Discovery of Christmas Morning- Batteries not included

Extended Murphy’s Law- If a series of events can go wrong,it will do in the worst possible sequence.

Rule of Failure- If at first you don’t succeed,destroy all evidence that you have tried.

Glyme’s Formula for Success- The secret of success is sincerity.Once you can fake that,you’ve got it made.

Herblock’s Law- If it’s good,they will stop making it.

Issawi’s Law of Consumption Patterns- Other people’s patterns of expenditure and consumption are highly irrational and slightly immoral.

Jacob’s Law- To err is human-to blame it on someone else is even more human.

Kaplan’s Law of the Instrument- Give a small boy a hammer and he will find that everything he encounters needs pounding.

Laws of Gardening- Other people’s tools work only in other people’s yards.

Miksch’s Law- If a string has one end,then it has another end.

The N-1 Law- If you need four screws for the job,the first three are easy to find.

Skydivers’ Law of Hesitation- He who hesitates shall inherit the earth.


Haha.Hope you had a good time reading these few pick ups I compiled from the book.It’s weekend again,but I have lots of works lined up.We are organizing TEDx event in our University tomorrow.I am a part of creative/communications team and we have been working on lots of digital designs.Our team, that was handling the crafts works for stage design,worked whole night and they made lots of lovely decorative items.

I really wanted to make a post this morning,as I got some free time and flipped through this book,I had purchased some days back.I just wanted to share a smile with everyone! (:

Lately I have become more of a ‘reader’ at WordPress than a ‘writer’.I have been frequenting the WordPress Reader amidst my cluttered work hours,just to take a break and delve into the world of lovely bloggers!I find peace and solace in that. I surf across the posts from all the admirable bloggers I am following.It feels so amazing to read the different thoughts and expressions, all conveyed through a fine amalgamation of eloquent words.It just drives away all the worries and anxiety that comes with work.

Life feels so better with all the bloggers around! Thank you so much to you!

Have a very happy weekend!



My Name is Red

A book with this title caught my attention while I was randomly surfing through books on There was almost an impulsive urge to find out what this book was all about.I clicked on the book’s thumbnail, which had the name of the author “ORHAN PAMUK” written in bold;a blurred image of a man clad in a middle eastern attire,a turban on his head,walking against the backdrop of an architectural frame which I often see in Mughal age monuments.’Winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature’ was inscribed in the center.

Upon reading the crisp intro,I realized the book is a Turkish novel which is very abstract and assumes a unique style of narrative.The author not just speaks from the point of view of the humanly characters,but also from the perspectives of the ‘illustrations’,’objects’ and ‘color’. This got me pretty hooked as my fascination rose to a peak.This appeared to be a thrilling literary adventure.

I studied the publisher,the number of pages,read all the reviews down below,felt delighted reading the appreciation from people who appeared to share a flavor for philosophical fictions.

I didn’t have money in my debit card.I clicked on “Add to Wishlist” after giving a final look of admiration to this nice find.I then proceeded on to surf for more books.

But the title of the book had left a strong impression in my mind.I kept wondering what things the author might have written in it.May be I will be able to find out the next month when I get the money.

Meanwhile, anytime I look around and encounter anything colored in bright red,somewhere in my mind I can hear the words echoing-” My name is Red”



For Whom the Bell Tolls

It rained today; enticing me to delve into the philosophical space.I was gazing through the dampened bus window.As the rain drops seeped over the scene of fleeting landscape,I suddenly remembered this line.

Mostly remembered as the title of the popular book by Earnest Hemingway,my reason of admiration for this phrase comes from the primeval reason- the philosophy behind this sentence.

I quote here the piece of writing in the original words used by Donne.I find the description very sublime,compassionate and soothing.

“For Whom the Bell Tolls?”

“No man is an Iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.”

– Devotions upon Emergent Occasions(Meditation XVII) by John Donne,1664.



Some days ago I had read a quote which said,“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.”The quote had made me pause and brood over it for a while.

Everyone of us looks at the world through our individual lenses.Each one of us is rooted to that one perspective which very much constitutes the definition of ourselves.

Since it is an essential element that helps in self identification,we are very much attached to it and try to protect it.This affinity sometimes eludes us from seeing the world with an open mind and prevents us from conceiving the truth in a proper way.We should make endeavors to understand others perspective before jumping on to quick conclusions about their behaviors.

I was glad to find a delightful poem in the book “Chicken Soup for the Soul” ,which very nicely describes this idea.I strongly felt prompted to share it on my blog. 🙂

The Cookie Thief

by Valerie Cox

A woman was waiting at an airport one night
With several long hours before her flight
She hunted for a book in the airport shop
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see
That the man beside her as bold as could be
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene
She munched cookies and watched the clock
As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by
Thinking “If I wasn’t so nice I’d blacken his eye”
With each cookie she took he took one too
And when only one was left she wondered what he’d do
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh
He took the last cookie and broke it in half
He offered her half as he ate the other
She snatched it from him and thought “Oh brother
This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude
Why he didn’t even show any gratitude”
She had never known when she had been so galled
And sighed with relief when her flight was called
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat
Then sought her book which was almost complete
As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise
There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes
“If mine are here” she moaned with despair
“Then the others were his and he tried to share”
“Too late to apologize she realized with grief”
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.


In a dim room

I dragged the chair, and placed it near the window, which was the only source of light in my room.It was late afternoon and I wanted to have the company of natural light while reading a classic Agatha Christie murder mystery novel.

As I continued to read..the story building up,the characters taking shape,the plot getting serious and the suspense starting to crawl in, I could not realize how many hours had passed.

As I lay consumed staring at the page,flipping them briskly, the story running unhindered in my mind as my eyes kept scanning the words in pace,owing to the fact that I had reached the very climax of the tale, I realized the sun had set and I had to exert pressure on my eyes to read the text.

But I was way too captivated with the story to even leave my seat to switch on the light.I brought the book closer to my vision,because I wanted to experience the final revelation of the suspense while lying in this position only,in this state of the room only.Switching on the lights will suddenly create a whole new environment and I did not want to complete the story in a different environment than in which I had started it.


3 Day Quote Challenge,Day 3

Thank you, Chape for this challenge.

Chape is a lively person and he loves traveling.I strongly recommend to visit his blog 🙂

Challenge rules:

1. Post three consecutive days.

2. You can pick one or three quotes per day.

3. Challenge three different bloggers per day.


For the love of poetry,today I will quote the lines from three of my favorite poets.

1.”Till last by Philip’s farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.”

The Brook , Alfred Lord Tennyson

2.”Wealth I seek not,hope nor love
Nor a friend to know me
All I seek the heaven above
And the road below me”

Vagabond, RL Stevenson

3. “Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.”

Ode to Solitude, Alexander Pope


Thankyou.I loved sharing the quotes ^^

I would like to nominate-

1.Elan Mudrow




Hope you will like this challenge and share your favorite quotes too. 🙂


3 Day Quote Challenge,Day 2

Today is the second day , I thank  Chape for nominating me for this challenge.I strongly recommend following his blog. 🙂

Challenge rules:

1. Post three consecutive days.

2. You can pick one or three quotes per day.

3. Challenge three different bloggers per day.


Today is Sunday,the day of leisure,to muse over art,poetry and Nature.

1.”A poet’s autobiography is his poetry. Anything else is just a footnote”

2.”Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.”

3.”Nature is more than a Scientist,an Engineer, it’s an Artist on the grandest of scales”


My nominees are


Poetry Out West

my yin yang life

Thankyou ^_^

Hope you will like this challenge and share your favorite quotes.


Thank you, Chape for this challenge.:)

Chape is passionate about  fitness and exercising.He is a personal trainer,an athlete and a fine writer.I strongly recommend to visit his blog. 🙂

Challenge rules:

1. Post three consecutive days.

2. You can pick one or three quotes per day.

3. Challenge three different bloggers per day.

I will like to begin with some light-hearted quotes.It’s weekend and the weather is so cheerful, I feel like sharing something jovial.My three quotes for today-

1.”If God had really intended men to fly, he’d make it easier to get to the airport.”- George Winters

2.”I was forced to go to a positive-thinking seminar. I couldn’t stand it. So I went outside to the parking lot and let half the air out of everybody’s tires. As they came out I said, “So, are your tires half-full, or half-empty?”- Adam Christing

3.One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. “Which road do I take?” she asked. “Where do you want to go?” was his response. “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.”- Lewis Carrol


My Nominees are-


La duchesse D’erat

Relevant Obscurity


Hope you will like this challenge and share your favorite quotes too!

The Warm Winter Sun


It is winter season now.The season of sleeping.

The day starts from 10 AM., because it is so cold,who in the right mind would leave the blanket early?By 10 AM the sun is sufficiently heated and shines with grace.A motivation that there is a warm alternative outside the blanket too.

The winter sun is the best thing in the cold season.It is not harsh,it is not obtrusive.It is calming,comforting,welcoming.

The most eloquent part of a winter day is the late afternoon, after the lunch hours.The perfect thing to be done at that hour is to take a mat, and spread it in the garden under the sun.Pick up a fine classic novel from the shelf, a pen , a pencil, a notepad, a bottle of water, some cookies , some potato chips, and invite your cat to join.

Then lay on the mat,read the book under the sunny sky, while your cat plays around and disturbs you intermittently.Give it cookies to munch at times.Anyways they fall asleep after chasing the butterflies.

Savor the delight of traversing to old centuries as you turn the pages.Feel the wind,hear the chatter of birds and watch the clear blue sky while imagining the scene you just read and got fascinated about.

Then after sometime close your eyes,and let the mellow heat put you to sleep; as the genial winter sun wraps you up into it’s warm magical  spell.


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The space which is mine

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I am feeling good.

I was feeling bad because of a setback,but then I remembered that between stimulus and response there is a space.A space which is entirely mine.Where I have the freedom.Where I have the freedom to choose my response;choose my emotion.

When we realize the importance and power of that ‘space’,circumstances no longer continue to be the master of our emotions.

Between stimulus and response,there is a space; that space is where the ‘self’ dwells.It is where the self makes it’s choices.It is where the profoundness of free will exists.

If we keep ourselves aware of that space, our ‘self’ strengthens.And if we neglect it, we become the slave of circumstances.And the circumstances determine our happiness and sadness.


(This insight has always helped me take control of my life.I learned it from the author Steven R Covey)



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