Selling a dream...

I took a picture of the lonely railway platform that lay opposite to us. I quickly typed "bye" and sent the snap to the people I loved. I quietly put an Instagram story of the same snap. I was bidding farewell to a city I had lived for four years. Maybe this was the feeling of growing up. I realised I was about to become a migratory species moving from city to city. No, I had already become one when I came to this city. The city, whose traffic and streets I disliked, but it did gift me with many beautiful sunsets and souls that I will cherish forever. But, forever had already lost its meaning. The train departed. I waved at them as they disappeared slowly. I crawled up to the upper-berth to get some sleep (and to shed a few years). As I opened my eyes, I could hear the rain rattling against the window. Cold. I slowly went outside and stood against the door. I tried to capture the essence of the greenery that spread in front of me. Last time. I had already done many last times...

I liked Chemical Hearts. I would not say I loved it, but I could relate to the feelings of the characters.  "Being young is so painful., it's almost like too much to feel. .... I'm not gonna kill myself. But have I thought about what it would be like to just not be here anymore? And I don't say that casually, but I do say it because hiding that shit and not saying it makes it worse. It should be talked about. All of our shit should be talked about. The teenage years are limbo. You're somewhere between being a kid and an adult, and the world tells you to be mature and express yourself, but the minute that you do, it tells you to shut up. The thing is, adults are just scarred kids who were lucky enough to make it out of limbo alive." The day before yesterday, my classmate from school committed suicide. I do not know the reason, but I can guess. I was 14 when I handled the death of a classmate for the first time. The school did not even acknowledge or spend a few...

So, it's been a while since I wrote something. I don't think my tagline matches my profile anymore - from a moody adolescent. Sadly, I am no longer a teenager. I am a grownup (and I don't want to admit that :/). Four years ago, all I wanted was to graduate high school and go away to college. Now, I am not sure about what I want. I mean, I kinda want to go back to childhood, before all this drama. Since I can't, I should try my best to make the best of each day, right? I am particularly feeling good right now after watching "feel good". Since the lockdown started, I have binged on countless shows and novels. I don't know why I binge-watch. I usually end up watching a whole season within a day. I am too anxious about the end that I forget to enjoy the ride. And I forget all the details (sometimes the plotline) within a few days. Though after watching or reading, I savour the parts I liked for some time. I want those images to stick in my head. Do normal peo...

പുണ്യപുരാതന കളര്‍പടമായ DOS ഓടിക്കാനുള്ള ഒരു ശ്രമമാണിത് . 1990- കളുടെ തുടക്കത്തില്‍ ഏറ്റവും ജനസമ്മതിയുള്ള OS ആയിരുന്നു Microsoft- ന്റെ DOS. അക്കാലത്തെ 100 കണക്കിന് games- ഉം applications- ഉം ഇതില്‍ work ചെയ്തിരുന്നു .2000- ലാണ് ഇതിന്റെ ഏറ്റവും അവസാന version release ആയത് . MS-DOS ന്റെ linux- ല്‍ function ചെയ്യുന്ന emulator ലഭ്യമാണ് . കൂടാതെ Jim Hall വികസിപ്പിച്ചെടുത്ത FreeDOS- ഉം ഉണ്ട് . x86 emulation- ലും virtualisation- ലും പ്രവര്‍ത്തിക്കാന്‍ തക്കവണ്ണമാണ് FreeDOS വികസിപ്പിച്ചിരിക്കുന്നത് . DOSBox എന്നത് ഒരു DOS OS emulator ആണ് .Command line വഴി ഇത് install ചെയ്യാന്‍ സാധിക്കും . Command:- sudo apt-get install dosbox ദാ, ഇ‍ങ്ങനെയിരിക്കും DOSBox. DOS commands-ന്റെ  list ഇവിടെ ലഭ്യമാണ്.

മുറിവിന് സമാനം ചെറിയവ വിസ്മരിക്കപ്പെടുകയും വലിയവ അതിന്റെ പാട് അവശേഷിപ്പിക്കുകയും ചെയ്യും

As teenagers, the most valuable thing in our loves is friendship. It is important to have someone to share and care. I think that almost everyone has their own circle of friends. Living a life without friends is boring indeed. Some persons choose solitude. But everyone needs a horegallu sometimes in their life. ' Horegallu ' is a Kannada word used to indicate a stone that bears  weight. It helped the travelers in old days to relieve their burden and rest for a while. Like the physical burdens we all have emotional burden. Everyone needs an outlet to let their worries out in some point of their life. By doing so, they can lighten their minds and be refreshed for the remaining journeys. This is what psychological counselors do. They hear you out and suggest a solution. Psychological counselors arose due to the lack of friends. Today we find it hard to believe, trust or confide to someone. We don't trust each other. Or in other words we, ourselves are not trustworthy. So w...