When Grammar Met Clarity

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Writing has always fascinated me. It’s such an interesting aspect of communication; you can pretty much convey anything you want, in any way you want. Even a grammatically incorrect sentence can carry its full meaning. Yet, somewhere along the way, we began mistaking good communication for intelligence. “Oh, he writes and speaks so well.  He must be smart.” Good communication can create a false sense of technical pride. I grew up believing that grammatical precision was the measure of knowledge. But in hindsight, that wasn’t entirely me; it was my teachers. They were absolutely particular that every sentence not only conveyed meaning, but also respected the sanctity of grammar. A misplaced article or preposition could invite the harshest of corrections. Yesterday, my wife and I were talking about writing and as all conversations these days eventually do, it veered toward our kids’ writing. We were laughing over Sahana’s recent schoolwork: a delightful mix of humor, dialogue, and im...

The Sands of Time

The sands of time cannot be wasted away
By the wait for things to sway your way
If things have to improve tomorrow
Find your way today!

Destiny is but just an excuse
Which you may not find anymore in use
If waiting is all you want to do
Wants remain no more than wants

The ravages of time leave you disturbed
To realise the essence of time unspent
Its all a game at the end of the day
Without having taken part in the play

Frail exterior you may sport
The inner resolve will drive you forth
Work as hard as your dreams
Then they are no more in your realms

Success is not as tough
Though the path to it is as rough
Light at the end of the tunnel
Glows as a result of the struggle

Time is no more a healer
For you have got the feeler
The struggle had left you busy
But life is now just as easy

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