#226 Updates

So people, what’s new and exciting at your end?

For some updates, my blog now has inputs from Twitter, and they will show up in the right side column at the very bottom. Also, if you observed, even if you did not, let me tell you, I skipped blog post #222. It was not intentional, just happened. But then, I had not numbered one post between #150 and #151. So it squares out!

Also, the links section on my blog that was titled ‘Links all over the space’ got accidentally deleted and with that the blogs I had linked… I am working on it and it should be up and running soon.

The visitors count on my blog is falling…. :| that is not a very good thing!

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#208 New features :)


This is the first time I am blogging an audio. I have done photos and videos, but voice, the first time!

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#167 Exchange 2020

Exchange 2020 is a crazy idea that I had some days back, inspired by Kyle MacDonald.

Your first reaction to the game would be, WHAT CRAP!!! But that is the way it is.

I set out to exchange, yes Exchange, something that I have, with something Bigger and/or Better that you would want to exchange with me.

I start with a very small and simple thing. A metal box of Wrigley’s Eclipse mints! Let’s say someone exchanges something bigger, a pencil box with me for a box of mints. I would put that pencil box up for trade in exchange of something bigger and better! What I get in exchange of the pencil box would again be put up for trade! So on…

I shall exchange things that I would get in change of the previous item. This would go on. The condition is that my barter should necessarily move in a chain. Bartering the previous item for the next. Till I get something really BIG and really GOOD!

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# 166 Daffodils

Daffodils
William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:-
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the Daffodils.