Sunday, November 23, 2014

Saturday, November 22, 2014

classic snake version 2.7

My Mac game Classic Snake is now on version 2.7 !
Enjoy the new graphics and colorful backgrounds

  • 3 Speeds
  • 4 Boards
  • Many backgrounds & snake colors and graphics
  • Handy Pause
  • High Score
  • Just fun !! 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Rhythm & Momentum

Building momentum takes time and energy. Once you build it though, it carries you with much lower effort. 

There are elements of momentum which are exciting and truly useful. The excitement comes from the constantly increasing pace - something new every day - faster, better, higher, stronger. The efficiency comes from the inverse relationship with effort. Hard to build up, once built it is much easier to sustain. And so as you progress you get into the sweet zone where effort decreases and reward increases.

Rhythm is something else again. At it's core it is about repetition which sounds monotonous - but it's really about getting into a groove where things fall into a natural cycle, where highs and low even out, where night follows day, follows night, follows day with a natural inevitable, satisfying constancy.

Both are interesting. On balance though, I'd take rhythm over momentum.

I think the natural world is more about rhythm than momentum. From phases of the moon, to cycles of weather, most natural phenomena come and go in a pattern. What goes up, inevitably comes down.  So while bursts of momentum are useful and exciting - in the end we will always need to find a sustainable rhythm.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Busy bees

Busy, busy, busy.

Drive. Shop. Drop him. Pick her. Get this. Buy that. Do this. Go there. Work. Office. Home. Career. Kids. Parents.

Oh how we love to pretend we're holding up the world.

Newsflash : We aren't. We're doing it all for ourselves.

The world would carry on just fine without us. But without the illusion of importance and urgency, we'll fall apart.

One day I'll have nothing left to do. And I know I'll hate it.

Friday, September 05, 2014


گزری یادیں ، بھولی باتیں 
لوٹ کے آتی ہیں 

پیار کے لمحے، سارے  سپنے 
یاد کراتی  ہیں 

دل میں جیسے پھول کھلے ہوں 
ایسا لگتا ہے 

ساری  خوشیاں  لوٹ آئی  ہوں 
ایسا لگتا ہے 

وقت گزرتا جاتا ہے، روپ بدلتے جاتے ہیں 
لیکن کچھ لمحے ایسے ہیں ساتھ نبھاتے ہیں 

کتنے دریا ، کتنے دیس ، کتنی یادیں  ، کتنے بھیس 
کیسی کیسی تصویریں اور کتنی باتیں ہیں 

برسوں بیتے ، شامیں آئیں ، صبحیں گزر گیئں 
میرے دل کے آئنے میں کل کی باتیں ہیں 

لوٹ کے آئین ، دل بہلائیں، میری آس  بڑھائیں 
میرا کل سرمایا میری میٹھی یادیں ہیں 

Monday, July 14, 2014

Places in my mind

Deep inside my mind there is a place which is beautiful.

And I've spent all my life finding the key to this place. I find it for a while and then it eludes me again. It doesn't matter where I live or what I'm surrounded by. No riches can make me happy when I cannot find this place - and no ruin can upset me when I'm there.

In the final analysis we just live inside our heads. Unless we are comfortable there, until we are at peace with our soul, we will not be happy.

That's why I write, because writing takes me there. It seems to wash away the distractions of living, the worries, the hurries, and the rush of the ordinary and to connect me to myself.

It really is amazing that writing a few deeply felt lines can bring me more happiness and contentment than the most expensive gizmos, or the most outrageous amusements designed to entertain me.

When you get past the complications, past the self created sense of urgency, past the irrational voices in the head, life is actually pretty simple.

When I first started out I used to think that the only thing I needed was an access to books for the rest of my life and I'd be fine. And while I've done so much more and gone on so many more adventures, it has to be said that nothing grounds me quite like the written word.

Thank goodness for the small miracles of the ordinary everyday.