CHUCKLE THINKING

written in covid time sometime  August 2020 I am sure the public will not get this blog as the name is so unique and unknown. Indexing is done, yet, not visible in searches. Don't know why! In one way I am saving precious time for those who don't get this blog and read.😃😃 Yet, intellectuals know the way to find this blog!!😃😃 What you read in this blog is purely original and that of mine and not to be seen in other forums. ನನ್ನ ಈ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್ ಇಂಟರ್ನೆಟ್ ನಲ್ಲಿ ಸಿಕ್ಕುವುದು ಇಲ್ಲ. ಹಾಗಿದ್ದರೂ, ಜ್ಞಾನವಂತರಿಗೆ/ಬುದ್ಧಿವಂತರಿಗೆ ಈ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್‌ಗೆ ತಲುಪುವ ಮಾರ್ಗ ತಿಳಿದಿದೆ  ! ! 😃😃 . ಮೊದ್ಲೇ ಹೇಳ್ತಿದೀನಿ ನಂಗೆ ಬರ್ಯೆಕ್ಕೆ ಬರೋಲ್ಲಂತ.  ಆದ್ರಿಂದ ಕ್ಷಮೆಯಿರಲಿ.  Thanks ಇನ್ ಅಡ್ವಾನ್ಸ್.  ಮತ್ತೊಂದ್ ವಿಷ್ಯ, ಇಲ್ಲಿ ನೀವ್ ಓದೋದ್ದು ಎಲ್ಲೂ ಈವರೆಗೂ ಓದಿರಲ್ಲ, ಯಾಕೆಂದ್ರೆ ಈಗ್ಲೇ ಫರ್ಸ್ಟ್ ಟೈಂ ನೀವ್ ನೋಡ್ತಿರೋದು ಎಲ್ಲ್ಲಾ ಬರಹಗಳನ್ನು.   ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಇಲ್ಲಿ ನೋಡಿದ್ದು, ಅವ್ರಿವ್ರ್ ಮನೇಲಿ ನಡೆದದ್ದು, ಯಾರೋ ಹಾಗೇ ಮಾತಾಡಿದ್ದನ್ನ ಕೇ ಳ್  ಸ್ಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದು,  ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೆ ಹೊಳೆದದ್ದು, ಮತ್ತೇ  ಮನ್-ಸಿಗೆ ನಾಟಿದ್ದು  ಒಂದು ಚೀಟಿಯಲ್ಲಿ points ತರಹ  ...

Pedalling Through the Past - A Journey on Two Wheels Learning to ride a bicycle is more than just a struggle for balance; it is the first real taste of freedom a young heart ever feels. In the gentle, sun-drenched streets of 1970s Mysuru, our family bicycle wasn't just metal and rubber—it was a silent witness to our growing years, passed down from brother to brother like a sacred torch of independence. Looking back now, these memories trace my own journey from a shy boy watching from the sidelines to a young man confidently pedalling toward a future of his own, leaving a trail of beautiful milestones across the city of my youth. Allow me to take you on a journey down memory lane, as I share the nostalgia and cherished experiences of my cycling days throughout the decade of 1970s, a decade where my life was defined by the simple, rhythmic joy of cycling. My oldest brother had originally bought a bicycle to commute the six-kilometre distance to pursue his Master’s degree at the Unive...

recollections Looking back at my high school years, I am struck by how formative those simple, quiet days truly were. These recollections offer a glimpse into an era when the classroom was defined by discipline, profound respect for mentors, and the indelible marks left by dedicated teachers. Through this lens, I revisit the lessons that shaped my understanding of both mathematics and the human character.  Let me return to my high school days and attempt to recollect some significant happenings from the period of 1969 to 1972. I was a simple, naive, and quiet boy and I was made to sit in the first row of the classroom. I consciously avoided joining friends who tried to act extra smart or disrupt the classes of teachers who weren't particularly strict. I was deeply aware of the potential repercussions—both academic and social—if I failed to maintain silence and decorum in the classroom.  In this piece of writing, let me share memories of two specific teachers who taught us Math...

  Bharat team won T20 world cup yesterday. But.... I am hitting on a sentiment that a lot of cricket fans and analysts have shared throughout this tournament. While Suryakumar Yadav certainly played a pivotal role in leading the team to the title, his batting form during the 2026 T20 World Cup was definitely a point of contention. Apart from his brilliant 84* against the USA in the opener, he struggled to find his usual rhythm in all other matches.  He often got starts but couldn't convert them into match-defining innings, leading to a dip in both his average and his typically explosive strike rate. His golden duck in the final against New Zealand became a major talking point on social media, fuelling the long-standing criticism that he sometimes struggles to make an impact in the high-pressure, decisive moments of major ICC tournaments. ​Two pluses for him ​While his personal batting stats weren't up to the high standards he has set for himself, it is worth noting that  ...

some patriotic person forwarded this in WhatsApp (2026) Authenticity in Patriotism is needed 🇮🇳 I encourage you to watch the video above carefully. It appears that many people are being carried away by it. I believe a more critical observation is required. Please note that these are only my personal views, and I may be mistaken. This woman’s behaviour is merely a performance. It is clear that she is trying to promote herself and seeks fame by mesmerising the public on the pretext of keeping Bharat's flag. She is not wearing a bindi, bangles, or—as far as I can tell—even earrings.  While wearing a long skirt is fine, the lack of a pallu is notable.  She seems unconcerned with Bharatiya culture, and her dress code is inappropriate for singing a patriotic song.  Throughout the video, she lacks any visible sense of bhakti (devotion) or patriotism.  She is simply waving the Bharatiya flag to fool the public. It seems she has chosen her usual performance dress to wear....