What Scrum Certification should I take?
This is a question I have heard a few times in my career. This question is also from people from various walks of the system. I have had these questions come from developers. Project Managers and Business Analysts and QA Engineers. So I often try helping with a counter question “Why do you need a Certification?” This question often takes me through some interesting learning experience. Here are a … Continue reading What Scrum Certification should I take?
My visit to a Slaughter House prior to the Beef Ban
I went to a slaughter house the first time in my life to buy some meat. This was 10 days ago. A few days before the nation wide Beef Ban in India. I live in the US and not in India, but that’s not the point. This note is on some of my thoughts during that visit. So I decided to go to the Slaughter … Continue reading My visit to a Slaughter House prior to the Beef Ban
The inventor of the revolving door is Kattappa
I watched Bahubali yesterday and my hypothesis has achieved 100% significance. I think the inventor of the Revolving Door is Kattappa, just like many other inventions from Ancient India. Though H. Bockhacker of Berlin was granted German patent DE18349 on December 22, 1881 for “Tür ohne Luftzug” or “Door without draft of air”, which used a rotating cylinder with a door which after entering, the … Continue reading The inventor of the revolving door is Kattappa
Spying – #30 of 365 Poems
I know it takes more than a moon, to spy on every human being. That is why we have stars. The sun is just a big piece of light, that cannot see much far. It blinds those who look at it. Then they invented cameras and screens. And stopped looking at the moon and stars We never look at the sun for long. Cameras Capture … Continue reading Spying – #30 of 365 Poems
Meeting a Friend – #29 of 365 Poems
Meeting someone after a long time. First you start with a piece of memory. cut again into several pieces. each small piece for a person we both know. After gulping from some old poem, we share a song together. something the lyrics we had forgotten; but the tune still remains intact. Finally we bid farewell like the last page of a book that lets the … Continue reading Meeting a Friend – #29 of 365 Poems
Visibility – #28 of 365 Poems
Two legs that carry a body around. and a head that makes the body carry it. Does the head care if the legs are non existent? We all hold our visibility to just the nearest impact. the rest for us is trivial. We think we are untouched by anything beyond 2 degrees. Blindness, is not the real word for it. Because you still see it … Continue reading Visibility – #28 of 365 Poems
Leaps – #27 of 365 Poems
It is easy for someone to say it is over Because It is tough to linger on something for so long. But there should be a way. Something that is in between. In between, that is what we all look for. without touching the sides. not getting us to the edge of anything. But how can you leap, if you are afraid of the edges? Continue reading Leaps – #27 of 365 Poems
Knock on it – #26 of 365 Poems
Some get it without having it even a bit. Some have it all, but choose to throw it away. Once you should put both these people in a room. ask them to talk about the most important things in their life. also about the important times in their life. of how the world looks through their windows. if they keep their doors open. Do they … Continue reading Knock on it – #26 of 365 Poems
To Marvel – #25 of 365 Poems
Count a few specks of love from other people’s life. fill them in bottles of your own life. take a few of your love, and hand it over to others to live on. Then you can be free. Count the stars on a night when the clouds decide to take off to go home. And go sleep on the porch for just one night. When … Continue reading To Marvel – #25 of 365 Poems
Growing Up – #24 of 365 Poems
What would you be when you grow up? a question even the middle aged should ask. Grow to where? I am grown… Really? If you never allow the kid in you to die that question will ring in your head probably even on the day you die. What would you be when you grow up? Age is a symbol. Right but just a symbol; of … Continue reading Growing Up – #24 of 365 Poems
Vinod Narayan 