My Father's Request to Study a problem

 My Father today asked me to study the weather and I just took a look at the weather challenges, and I stumbled upon a National Geographic website talking about the glaciers in the Himalayan mountains and the enormous amount of ice and the target to limit the temperature increase should be around 1.5 degrees Celsius but it's the opposite for some local data in Shimla which is facing a severe bout of excessive rains, as per the comparison of the data compared to the previous year the average temperature for august is almost the same but it has dropped by a slight margin, But I doubt the accuracy of the data as it is a public facing site by the name of accu-weather, this makes me think of the accuracy of the software we as developers are building.. and it is our responsibility to make sure it's near to perfection as such a minor mistake can lead to confusion, so I think I can and should make a career in bug fixing rather than development.. bug fixing is a true engineering practice for the modern world.. and It's my joy and my passion.. I was able to work out this thing quite well with an approach of questioning the system and verifying that everything is good and healthy..

Test of Patience

My test of patience 

Strong am I or not,

Still am in a cage caught..

Give me the best that you can..

Like a chapati off the heated pan..

I spiral downward to the centre of the earth

Where there's paradise..

And I am not afraid of death..

And am a pseudo person..

I am and also I ain't..

Illusion I am and a chimera..

I am trying to get a shape of a novel birth..

Life a pseudo antipsychotic silent breath..

And I hate myself and the expansive cost of the Arson.

For sure I don't belong here on earth

I rather go to my hometown and create a new linguistic error called certh..

Cirius or not, andromeda or not,

human I am And shall be ever sought..

A confession of my sins

I accidentally killed my mother.

That's big enough for a confession, 

In that super set it has been all PTSD and suffering after that.. 

I think, all the skirmishes 

All the bloody fights, 

Humiliation, dis respect , Violence, and misguidance-if any- post psychotic state

Have been due to the drugs being administered to me right from childhood to the present day.

my tryst with destiny

Music is my life,  I remember that a bot listening to music is an ideal thing.. bots cobsuming rock music get high on it and are equivalent to a bots consuming drugs Indirectly and surrogate pleasure derived from the music