Devil’s little workshop with self-destruction

Little brother was sitting idle for a long time. Do not remember for how long though. He was there just like a dead. He did not know that his big brother has a new reason to pump around more blood into the system. A joyful reason of love.

But somehow that blood was not making any interest for the little one. He was tired because of the recent past and its unpleasant continuation. He just wanted to sit idle and take the rest.

Big brother was not happy with little one’s shady behaviour. He wanted his little one to be cheerful like before. So he kept poking the little one to wake up and meet his new friend joy.

At last, it happened. But not how it had been expected. Little one woke up. And when he met the joy, he got so scared for no reason. That fear did lead to anger. And anger did lead to hate. With anger and hate, the little one started to yell at everyone. He blamed all for waking him up and ruining his so-called peaceful rest. Others were terrified with the raging noise. Big brother tried to calm the little one down. But he was just exploding with his fear, anger, and hate.

Although after some time, well, it did not take much time for the little one to bring himself into reality and recognise the aftermath because of his aggressiveness originated from the unknown. He began to apologise immediately. But he knew no one is going forgive him for scaring away the joy.

Now both brothers began to suffer the sorrow of losing. The little one is now taking all blame on his head. But the devil’s workshop was still stronger as before. A conflict between both brothers enraged for their own lost. A humongous fight infuriated between them and everything around them was being destroyed.

That is when mother and father came along. Parents separated both brothers from the fight. Told them both to calm down. When children asked about bringing back the joy and peace, parents asked them to stay relax. They taught them that it is not the end. Joy and peace will be back. They just have to have some faith in them and wish for more love next time rather than fear.

You must have recognised all the characters here, right! Then I would suggest every one of you, if you do not want your joy to get destroyed by yourself, never keep your little mind idle. Always have some sort of interaction with yourself. Like book reading, music, gaming, anything which keeps the mind busy with something very interesting for yourself.

Do not let your mind become devil’s workshop for self-destruction.

I wonder what my real accent is!

Big Bang theory might not be the theory of everything but The Big Bang Theory is one of the most favourite series of mine. I know some of you, who used to watch it, are not finding it interested any more. But yes, I still love the show.

Rajesh Koothrappali is one of favourite characters. He used to be more shy and needy one, almost like me. But throughout the seasons he has been changing a lot. Now, in new episodes, you can see his hair style is very similar to Kunal Nayyar.

A year and a half back I had purchased his book Yes, My Accent is Real to restart my reading habit. It took few months to start the book and almost a year to complete it. Well, was restarting book reading after a long time. You know what I mean. Now, again, I am writing about it after a half year. And that’s another story about my writing.

It is a wonderful book to read. Very heart touching that I almost relived every tiny moments of his life with big impacts on mine. Now Kunal Nayyar is also my favourite person along with Rajesh. Because Rajesh is what I used to be, not that I needed any chemical influence to talk to girls, and Kunal is what want to be.

After completing this book, I started to wonder what is my real accent in life. Because sometime it seems like even I am not able to understand myself. Then I wonder, how others are going to understand me?

Or may be I should stop worrying about others to understand me and focus on more to follow up myself.

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A new habit for the life

When I was in school, very often used to read books out of academy. Books from the libraries, at school and nearby home. By time, I lost interest to make time for such readings. Not the interest to read though. A long time later, now again I am able make time. Well, I am not talking about the articles, tutorials and news related to my profession and the daily news. Its the books. Books by authors themselves.

Well, it has been turned out to be more interesting. It brings back those tiny fractions of moments from childhood. The very moments when the brainwaves kicks in with imaginative illustrations, various thoughts and excitements. Its like watching a cinema. All those texts you read get turned into moving films. If you are such a reader, you might know what I am talking about.

For the sake of this habit to keep going on, I created a profile at It is a kind of networking website for book readers. To search about the books, authors, keep tracks yours and your friends’ reads, who obviously has an account on it. So I can keep inspire myself to read more. Maybe I will find something new for my taste.

Recently, I finished Kunal Nayyar’s ‘Yes, My Accent Is Real’. It was a great experience. And, as of now, I am turning to a very interesting part of ‘The Universe In Your Hand’ by Christophe Galfard:


With some childhood memories of reading, new knowledge from new books and new imaginative experiences; I think, the more I read, more I will want to.