The Public Diary

When my dad lost his phone, I thought that I would write about it as I was in search of a topic. But I couldn't find anything substantial in that episode to write about. Apart from the fact that he called me up in the afternoon to inform me, saying, "The phone has run." I was clueless.  I thought he was talking about the courier guy who must have brought his new phone, that I had ordered online for him to give him a surprise, but has now returned due to some unknown reason. I tried to act innocent and not spill the beans immediately. Thankfully, he was still unaware of 'it' and not-so-thankfully broke the news of his phone getting lost. I advised him and cut the call. After getting all the necessary things done in the evening: lodging the FIR and getting the new SIM with the same old contact number issued etc, (I should cut down the steps, for it's not a tutorial blog on 'Steps to follow after losing your phone') we reached home.  And ...

"I want actual feedback on my piece of work. I want people to criticise it so that I can improve it." A quote also goes: Do not seek praise. Seek criticism.  ~ Paul Arden I get surprised whenever I hear this sort of words coming. I mean how are people able to take criticism so sportingly? Or they are too fine an actor to conceal their emotions. Because I get an instant feeling of 'How can you say this?' on listening to critical comments.  Be it when someone tries to point out errors in my drawing, pointing out parts which could have been better; or for instance, a few months back, when I was told from multiple references that my blogposts had started to become boring and philosophical. Side note:  I got so pressured on getting that feedback that I ended up writing almost two posts trying to deflect from the ' Philosophical ' label. No matter how truthful I felt that was, but I quite didn't like it. I was aware of t...