A lovely article on New York
Category: Misc
An evocative, vivid, eye-catching, realistic, vibrant, and smooth-flowing (Oh boy! These are a bountiful of beautiful adjectives. Do I love flinging them to paint the writing firmament?) article on New York City, written by Samuel G. Freedman, Professor of Journalism at the Graduate School of Journalism, Columbia University, NY; welcoming students and providing them glimpses of the work they will do, the colours of the city they will soak in, and the illustrious footsteps they will follow at the institute.
Beautiful writing that makes NYC come alive in front of you. I've read and re-read this article a number of times. I'm going to write about Bombay, I prefer the name Bombay and not Mumbai, in this evocative manner. Whenever I read this article it brings out an urge to study abroad. It's too late now. The time is gone, the song is over.
Category: Personal
When I was 24 I wanted to be a journalist. I had a chance and I didn't take it. I thought it's better to learn on my own rather than study a course for getting a job. I took the right decision, because there's no point in joining a course to get a job. If that is the sole objective of post-graduation then it better remain unfulfilled. I don't know what do I want to be now. Reminds me of, I'm 16 going on 17; and I'm 28 going sometimes slow and sometimes fast to nowhere!
I'm an employed and sometimes unemployed part-time web writer and Internet researcher, part-time web searcher and search engine optimizer, part-time web and content developer, part-time usability and search analyst, part-time poet and dreamer, part-time philosopher and lover, a full-time thinker, and a would be entrepreneur.
A beautiful quote.
It can be taken implicitly for running, and a macro view will make it a Philosophy of Life.
Every morning in Africa, a Gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest Lion, or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a Lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest Gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're a Lion or a Gazelle; when the sun comes up you'd better be running.
Cheers
Chirayu
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