Convictions

Close to him there is wind brewing, it's cathartic it's inevitable it's taking a toll on him His heart's throbbing, the serene picture he thought he painted has been smudged, withered. Just like his despair there is a growing puddle of wax from the slow melt of the candles, spread across the mantle of fireplace. His ethics, morality made him believe a happy soulful life is his prerogative, his perpetual belief in virtuousness led him to disappointment. There is faint creaking melody from the rocker, there he lies gazing at the wax sticks burning dancing upon his whimsical nature. The room was brimming with the smell of fumes of his defeat. The candles were slowly kissing the mantle melting into the void that is his heart. His notions of romanticism, endearment were subjected to true test of time. Six he counted a while ago, one is spearheaded, two of them inching towards the pending doom. One is slowly being peeled revealing the wick, his soul. And the other two ar...

His was a world filled with felicitousness and bliss. Lately he has been running away from his feelings..... He was molding the nebulous clay to reach his soul. There was a mysterious affinity between them. His reality was spreading thin, the search for the tangible soul, the embodiment of his dreams was farfetched. He was poised and hopeful. The silent brook resonating with his beats was resting on a parched land, the idol was across the brook staring at him piercing his soul understanding his yearning on a bright midsummer day, the water is boiling and the feet are bare. Call it an epiphany or not, the ebbing brook turned into a brimming river, the desolate land was flush with green splendor, and there she was across the river. Each wave like his beat was playing peek-a-boo with him, he was ready to plunge in. He is standing amidst the river like a rock, waiting for her to cross and forever be united. In the midst of the wilderness, all of the poets musings came to life. The...

We all are past the nuances of mobile-web applications and their types namely 1. Web Native (m-site/RWD site) 2. Web Hybrid (cordova/phonegap/titanium etc) In this particular post I will be talking about Ionic in particular as it has become my personal favorite recently When it comes to Mobile Hybrid Application the initial brainstorming for deciding tools and frameworks itself is a challenging job. The design/architecture idea behind an application is deemed successful after months of quality development and one wrong framework or tool can turn the tables.  What comprises of the client side is shown below: Why Ionic ? Most of contemporary hybrid mobile applications are build using a combination of Awesome Frameworks like Knockout, Backbone, Bootstrap, JQM etc. Theses are independent frameworks which are hooked together to create a Mobile experience. These frameworks are strong in those particular areas of App development for which they have ...

Sung by the band named Limp Bizkit No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies [Chorus:] But my dreams they aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what its like To feel these feelings Like i do, and i blame you! No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through [Chorus] Discover l.i.m.p. say it  [x4] No one knows what its like To be mistreated, to be defeated Behind blue eyes No one knows how to say That they're sorry and don't worry I'm not telling lies [Chorus] No one knows what its like To be the bad man, to be the sad man Behind blue eyes.