Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate,
but that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
And, as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give
other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
Don't be afraid your life will end;
be afraid that it will never begin.
the guy
# ganti, ganesh, gantu, gantani, ganoosh, you choose.
# legal enough.
# just finished some stage of my life. you figure it out.
he loves
# basketball
# le parkour
# dancing
# music
# hanging out with friends.
his wishlist
# a ps3. PLEASE!
# punching bag. WHAM!
# ESPN, for the NBA.
an ode to dad.
this father's day
i give to you
a poem i wrote
oh-so brand new
the self-control i learnt from you,
helped me avoid many a beating
especially when getting teased by dids
'bout the braces i'd be be receiving.
the frugality you enforced
made it possible for me
to give my family gifts
as tokens for tahan-ing
your wisdom, so oft repeated
has been taken to heart
i gained many nuggets from you, dad.
someday these to my children i'll impart.
my love for reading, from you AND mom,
is very greatly appreciated
so many worlds i've imagined
which in printed pages were created.
posted at 6:16 PM,
June 21, 2009
the square root of three.
I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed.
posted at 2:52 PM,
March 18, 2009