My Random Essays

Modern Bhishma makes a decision King Shantnu was pacing the long hallway of his palace. His mind was somewhere else, actually far away onto the shores of Ganges. All he could see was that beautiful girl - Satyavati, emitting the most captivating fragrance that he has ever known. "What beautiful eyes! What captivating smile! What a special person she is!" He thought again and again. His heart was thumping. Only if he could marry her! But how? Not after all the conditions that her father has put forward for the marriage. And his mind once again heard the old fisherman's voice loud and clear. "Oh Respected King. It is truly an honor to have you as my son-in-law but I feel that as a father of Satyavati, it is my duty to insure my daughter's happiness for today and forever. I know that you have a young son from the previous marriage, who is a prince and he will become the future king. Of course, I am happy about that. But then what will happen to my daughter's ...

Bumping into a Stranger Hard as it may be to believe today, there was a time when the owner of the car in front used to be a stranger. Not anymore. Today, I can tell you everything about him or her in a few seconds - give or take a few. I would tell you what he does for a living and what he prefers to do in his free time. I know whether she is single (but looking) or married (but available, if I am rich). I know if he prefers blondes over redheads and smartphones over laptops. I know whom she voted for and why. I may even know her views on gun control, abortion, equal rights, and nuclear disarmament. Oh yes, last but not the least, I can tell you who is on board, who is at the wheel, and who is in the trunk. And to know all these, all I have to do is to read. That is read some half a dozen or so bumper stickers that crowd the rear end of his car. Even if the bumper of his car is not large enough to display all his opinions and love/hate lists, that is still not a problem. These me...