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AN IDEA WHOSE TIME HAS COME

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  “There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world; that is an idea whose time has come.” Victor Hugo   T he one thing, that has brought mankind, from the stone age to this age of Artificial Intelligence, is the elixir called ‘Ideas’. Just look back at last two decades or so… Imagine the lightning speed with which our lives have changed in relation to information technology and social media! Nothing seems to come out in this world with a fairly-long shelf life… Everything becomes obsolete, outdated… so fast. And the reason? That powerful little-spark in man’s mind – that elixir of every change – called ‘Ideas’! So, as I said, if man has evolved from the stone age to this age of AI, it’s only because of the swiftly-popping ideas. Life would have been stagnant and stale had it not been for the burst of ideas in human mind!   “T houghts are things!” When I first read this expression in Napoleon Hill’s book ‘Think and Grow Rich’, I sat back and grasped this wisdo...

"ALL SEEDS DON'T SPROUT, MY SON"

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Pic.: Alwyn Mathias “No force on earth can stop an idea whose time has come.”   ―   Victor Hugo W hen I was small, back in our village, I would feel excited seeing seeds sprout in the wild orchard. They were all sorts of seeds - cashew seeds, mango seeds, jack-fruits seeds, tamarind seeds, berry seeds, coconuts seeds, papaya seeds, chikoo seeds, guava seeds and all sorts. Many a times, after returning from school, I would attempt to plant a cashew or a mango seed in place of my choice… And, then, I would go there, every day, to check if it had sprouted…. Most of the times, it hadn't… and, I would wonder ‘Why’? “Because,” my mom would tell, “all seeds don’t sprout, my son.” “But, why so?” I would insist. “For, that’s how God wants it to be!” my mom would calm me down. Today, I attempt to plant seeds of different kinds… One of them is my ideas. The ideas that I try to give life to… Like I did as a little...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...