Before I start, let me put the word “better” in context here. A “better” person would be the one who is more kind, humble, well-behaved, well-dressed, well-spoken and most importantly caring to others. A person scoring high on these traits is bound for recognition and every once in a while might hear the much coveted line – “You Sir! Are a “better” person”. Enough with the sarcasm already (no way), let’s see if money makes you a “better” person.
Monday, 25 August 2014
Friday, 22 August 2014
If life on earth was a one in a billion chance, the human consciousness is further less probable. For the very reason human consciousness intrigues me like no other thing. We humans have emotions, we know how to express them, we can observe other person’s body signs and we can comprehend – we can do it all. All this sounds great and is great in fact, still the question stands tall. How did we develop this consciousness?
Consider abandoning a new born child on an island with chimps. If the child manages to survive, would it be any different than chimps? We were chimps too, at a certain point we were. Chimps have 24 pairs of chromosomes; we have one less i.e. 23. We share 99 % DNA with chimps and resemble very much in all the physical characteristics.
We are a species that literally broke through and came out of the blue. It is assumed that 2 pairs of chimps' chromosomes combined to form a single one and we humans began our journey in this giant gutter of outer-space (that is what rust from true detective thinks about earth).
Wednesday, 6 August 2014
I have successfully pulled off a week deprived of any recorded sleep (bragging rights, why else would I maintain a personal blog?), not to mention the hours I take out of my “8 hours sleep quota” every now and then to invest in things I want to over-do before sleeping one last time. My insomnia is more a self-inflicted injury since my mind does function well to send neurons to lullaby me every night, but I always choose to use the over-ride switch. Sometimes it feels like I am cheating the shopkeeper who allowed me to take candies out of the box while attending to other customers. Cheating is always thrilling because it provides you with an inflated idea about obtaining maximum output with minimum input. Technically speaking, cheating improves your efficiency. What? you struggled to increase the efficiency of that stupid motor all your graduation? Too bad you couldn't make it cheat.