It is time. It is time that our fledgling that was just a silly, toothy, yet curious person, one who till few years ago required day care after school is entering a phase where the very identifier has the words 'High' in them marking a sort of apogee of primary learning. It was certainly a different time when my spouse and I on another continent also reached this age but due to the naming standards of the day or the style of schooling we did not do 'High School'. It was simply a passage through grades ending in 12th grade scores that would determine what if any curriculum we were likely to pursue, in order to chart the course of our lives. Now a different age, an age of internet, an age of pocket sized super computing, ask and you shall receive search capabilities and instant gratification devices and services, our child embarks to seek higher education that will be a key stepping stone to her future. The pricing for said service or schooling has certainly been...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!