The Live Journal....

  I was introduced to this concept of 'deconstruction' in Educational psychology, while reading about the fundamentals of childhood. To put in simply, it means taking a concept and going to its roots of origin and contemplating whether the same holds true in the present or not and if not, then citing evidence of the same. Why I fancy the word is not because I learnt it well and the fact that it didn't come in the exams and thus it  is an unforgivable topic ( although I am a bit resentful because it was hard!) but simply because it was re-introduced by one of my favorite childhood protagonist - Anne. Very few people remember the character and if you don't then I suggest you pick Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables which contrary to the popular belief is NOT a child's book but a classic that is suitable for all ages. There is a T.V show also based on it which was recently released on Netflix and it's a delight for one's imagination and for all those who hav

Have you ever started humming or shouting or half dancing on the song which you probably hadn't heard for years but all of a sudden when you hear it, the lyrics and the music gets to your head and before you realise there's a sudden bout of happiness that you experience. We need to thank our hippocampus for the same as its responsible for recall of old memories and blending it in our present experience. Yesterday I saw an episode of this teen show that I watched some 8 or 9 years ago and I don't know suddenly after enjoying the title song I was reminded of the time when watching the show was such a big deal. The characters, the story line, the actors ( especially that one character which stays in your list forever!) seem like old friends reminding you of the past, reminding you of your own self, all those years ago. And this fascinates me. Of how even the most trivial of things add to your experiences, your being in general and evokes something in you.  Now I don't

Sometimes do you feel like punching a wall, screaming out loud in the open in the hope of trying to release that upsurge of emotions? But then you stop because a) more than the wall, it'll be you who will get hurt more. b) if you start shouting, people around will judge you, question you or look at you like trying to explain your unacceptable behaviour c) Release may lead to regret. Sounding like the classic behaviorist meets existential world lines right? Reading some of my old posts made me realise that I mostly write in a happy and chirpy way probably because I think it would read better and that writing it itself will put me in a good mood. But what about the feeling when realise that the world is not the place you imagined it to be? The people are not like what you probably imagined. That its all a facade. At times I actually believe in the concept of Hunger Games. Don't you think it actually exists? Maybe not the killing. Maybe not the volunteering. Maybe not eating anim