On knowledge and attitudes towards nuclear energy and more

As the Final Sem comes nearer and nearer to ending once and for all, there’s also so much work that needs to be done right. I’m still undecided on my case study but I have gotten started on my survey. The survey is supposed to be environmentally related. Mine is on Knowledge, Awareness and Attitudes Towards Nuclear Energy.

Given the two completely different takes on the Kudankulan issue (CLICK HERE and HERE for more details) which seemed to stem from people’s attitudes, opinions and associations related to nuclear energy, I decided that was what I would be doing my survey on.

I would really appreciate it if you took the time to fill my survey if you fit the target population; the target population being:

17-35 years old and Indian resident/NRI/any resident aware of current issues in India

If you fit the criteria, here you go:


Thank you so much for taking the time to fill my survey. Happy holidays, everybody!

Shave or Crave: Story of Boy and Girl (BlogAdda Contest Entry)


It started like most love stories. Boy meets Girl in Random Scenic Location. It’s love at first sight! She’s pretty, has great hair which she flips constantly and is ever so coy. He lets his lame jokes act as a cover for his nervousness and is cute even with the hint of stubble on his chin.


And then came the weeks of harmless flirting and beating around the bush.

HIS FRIENDS: Macha! Go get her da!
HER FRIENDS: He’s okay types. He would be cute if he didn’t hide behind all that facial hair, you know? Eek.
HER: But I like him. So much. His eyes speak to me.

Um. Right. Then they run into each other more often than normal due to situations manufactured by their friends.

HER: Hi.
HIM: Hi.

Scene 3


HIM: Will you go out with me?
HER: I do… er, I mean, yes! A million times yes!

He takes her to a cute restaurant with candles and mouthwatering desserts. But she’s not hungry. She’s too smitten with him to be. Her stomach churns with anticipation.

They walk home in silence.

HER: I had a good time!
HIM: Um, hehe me too man. I had a great time. You… you look amazing tonight.

She inches closer. The air is crisp. His face glows in the moonlight. The moment couldn’t be more perfect.

Then his beard tickles her cheek… she giggles. Then the stubble… oh, the stubble…

Scene 4

Just like that, it’s over.

HER: Um, it’s not me, it’s you. It’s so you. And my bruised cheek!

Boy, I hope you’ll learn to crave or shave! Stubble is so not in anymore.

Every “give me another chance” text, note and status update of his was met with a picture of razors and photos of clean shaven men Whatsapped/twittered/MMSed to him. The message was clear.



And Boy thought… if that’s all it takes to make things right again, why not?

Scene 5

And so, smart man that he was, Boy got a happily ever after!

This post is a part of the ‘Shave or Crave’ movement in association with BlogAdda.com

Tonight, I’m missing you.

The words used in our last meeting flash in my head a few months too late. I feel the desolation. The shame. The guilt. The emptiness. The absence of comfort.

Months too late. Always months too late.

I feel the pangs I never let myself feel.

I feel the neediness I never let reach me.

Tonight, I’m missing you. And all we were. 

(Because it’s true… that without you I’m nothing.)


Walk to my face
And I’m spent
From all the want

It erodes me
The lack of reason
The shiver of ambition
And worse
The sliver of hope.

Walk to my face
I don’t relent
From the taunt of
More, more

And there’s not a dent
Of the nonchalance I claim
My eyes devoid of water
It’s a shame
it’s a shame

They stare straight ahead
Chilled by the shiver of ambition
And worse
The sliver of hope.