When I was a child, I had a friend in the neighborhood. A smart (and slightly nerdy) kid, not unlike myself. We used to hang out, play badminton and do physics experiments. By the time we were teenagers, we kind of drifted apart, as our paths diverged. Kemudian, I went the IIT-USA, global-citizen-route and ended up in Singapore. He, of more modest ambitions, stayed back at home, and got a job roughly similar to what my father used to do. I kept hearing of him, although I never really ran into him. He got married, probably had a couple of kids, and everything must have been going smoothly, even a bit dully. But a couple of years ago he suddenly died of leukemia.
Another day, another American school shooting. The predictable aftermath will be “thoughts and prayers” (although people use different words now because of the current climate of skepticism), another pointless debate over gun laws, and a few “never agains” and “never forgets”. Instead of those exercises in futility, I thought I would write about some other curious aspects of America’s deadly romance with guns.
My mom used to say that when your child is as big as you, you have to treat them with respect. What she actually said was that you had to address them using a respectful form of “anda,” which doesn’t make any sense in English, but may work in Hindi or French. It worked poetically well in Malayalam. I was reminded of this maternal pearl of wisdom recently when I was watching a movie with my son.
Life is full of contradictions.
I am attending a research retreat on mindfulness and contemplative practices at the beautiful Garrison Institute. I am learning a lot of interesting things, and meeting a lot of like-minded and excellent people – the kind of people with whom I could have deep conversation about the unreal nature of reality, unlike most people from other walks of life would politely and tactfully excuse themselves when I get a bit unreal.
I just finished my first term as a professor at Singapore Management University. I taught an undergraduate course called Computer as an Analysis Tool, which is on business modelling and data-driven decision support. I had about 130 pelajar, in three sections of three classroom hours each per week. Saya katakan segala-galanya adalah satu pengalaman yang sangat berharga,,en,sebab di sebalik kenyataan ini akan menghuraikan,,en,teori dan hipotesis,,en,ini adalah Unreal Blog,,en. Sudah tentu, the reasons behind this statement will be expounded on, theorized and hypothesized – this is Unreal Blog, selepas semua.
At some point in our life, we come to accept the fact we are closer to death than life. What lies ahead is definitely less significant than what is left behind. These are the twilight years, and I have come to accept them. With darkness descending over the horizons, and the long shadows of misspent years and evaded human conditions slithering all around me, I peer into the void, into an eternity of silence and dreamlessness. Ia adalah almost time.
Pengajaran adalah kerjaya yang mulia dan bermanfaat. As my sunset career, I have accepted a faculty position at Singapore Management University, mengajar analisis data dan pemodelan perniagaan di Pusat Pengajian Sistem Maklumat. Topik-topik ini duduk dengan baik dengan saya entrepreneurial ventures from earlier this year on data analytics and process automation, yang mana semuanya adalah sebahagian daripada saya yang keluar dari persaraan.
I am a conspiracy theory nut. Jadi biarlah saya mencadangkan satu teori konspirasi untuk menjelaskan kemenangan Trump yang mengejutkan. Ia merupakan satu undi penipuan, tetapi tidak dengan cara yang anda telah berfikir. sebelum meneruskan, biar saya katakan bahawa ini adalah semata-mata untuk bersenang-senang. Don’t take it too seriously.
Sejak siri jawatan itu pada Zarah dan Interaksi menjadi sedikit lebih lama daripada saya mahu, Saya fikir saya akan memecahkan ia sehingga. Mari kita mulakan dengan recap fizik moden yang akan anda perlu memahami struktur jirim.