Welcome To The World Of Quality Blogging

I spend countless hours reading and visiting blogs from all around the world. This hobby of mine has now grown into a passion. When I started blogging a few years ago, I had nobody to tell me about blogging or nobody to reivew my blogs. I have started another blog Avid Blog Reader to help others with their blogging skills. I offer my time to review other’s blogs. These reviews are absolutely free and I do not accept donations in any kind. The purpose of my reviews and ratings is to raise the awareness of readers to quality blogs and to let those bloggers that really need to work on their blogging skills know specifically what points they need to work on. I humbly request not to take the bad reviews personally.

The highest score achievable is 5 which is equivalent to a 5 star rating.

  • 5 is considered as a genius’s work
  • 4 is better than most of the blogs on the web
  • 3 is average and as ok as any other blog on the web
  • 2 is below average and need to improve
  • 1 is poor and the blog requires your attention and time
  • 0 is terrible and please quit blogging

The blog will be graded on the following 5 characteristics.

  • Content
  • Uniqueness
  • Activity
  • Appearance
  • Navigation

Each characteristic is given 1 of 5 point values.

  • Poor – .20
  • Below Average – .40
  • Average – .60
  • Above Average – .80
  • Excellent – 1.00

The total recieved by the review will be round to the nearest number for the ease of grading.

What would you find in the review

  • A completed review of your blog.
  • A rating to prove your blog review.
  • At least 2 permanent links to your blog within your review to increase your page rank.
  • Listing in the blogroll of this blog in case your blog is exceptional.
  • Attention from the faithful visitors of this blog.

Hope, together we can form a better blogging community. Happy Blogging !!

‘Funny’ Is English Or English Is Funny

English is a funny language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England nor French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices?

Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Send shipment by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another.

Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.

Courtesy: Reader’s Digest

Is It Wise Or Otherwise?

Fountainhead Books held a booksale in our office canteen. Its been a very long time having spent time with my favourite buddy ‘books’ ofcourse. I found myself searching through the piles of books on the tables in search of the books I want to read [Not that I always read all the books I buy ;)].

A small book caught my eye, which I had heard from many people but saw for the first time. Immediately I purchased the book, lucky enough to find it personally signed by Mrs. Sudha Murty.[ For the people guessing: Yes. You are right. Wife of Mr. Narayan Murty, chairman and chief-mentor of Infosys]. I had recieved a couple of mails subject showing as excerpts from the book ‘Wise Or Otherwise’. Sudha Murty’s encounter with J.R.D. Tata [remembered as postcard incident] and the start of Infosys. I had loved both the excerpts from the book and promptly bought the book.

A very unique book, Sudha Murty gets the credit of putting the simplicity of India perfectly in her masterpiece. Her encounters range from school teachers to tribal cheifs, from flight co-passengers to corrupt officials has she put together in this book.  It also highlights the problems faced by Indian women in the society. The encounters especially the plight of Indian women makes me embarassed as an Indian and a man. You may find a few encounters really amusing like the one where Sudha Murty travels in the late hour in Sweden and the fruit vendor raising the prices in seconds while selling fruits to a comman man and a ‘Software Engineer’. While most of the stories hold your attention, some may bore you. But, it the boredom doesn’t stay for long as the stories are 3 to 4 pages each. This book has the heart at the right place and strikes an emotional chord in the heart of the reader.

Inspite of everything being right about the book, the book does not motivate you for anything. It is more of an travelogue or more of a ‘my dear diary’ book. It absolutely cannot be termed as ‘unputtdownable’ even though I finished it in 4 hours without putting it down once. A few encounters seem to be related to classmates or friends are do not interest the readers. I was disappointed not to find the two stories I recieved in the mail claiming to be excerpts from this book.

This book is an emotional treasure well written and share the experiences of the co-founder of Infosys and a great social institution in herself. Read it atleast once to experience, the snippets of real life in India. Its 3.5 out 5 star for Sudha Murty’s wise work and not so otherwise.