Long ago, when the war was nearly over at Troy, Greeks left the infamous wooden horse for Trojans as a gift for a pact or was it? Although the Greeks pretended to leave the City of Troy, their chosen few were riding that inanimate horse from the inside. These days it is done by malwares…Read more Not-just-another Trojan
One of the walks in farms when I was a child, I had noticed some spit on the plants, I had asked a farmer for answers on who spat in his fields early morning, to which he said it is a snake’s spit. Myths such as this varied from farmer to farmer, some said it…Read more Who spat here?
Imagine a wedding proposal by a groom with a loud monotonic message of love, would she accept him? Yes, if he was a Cicada! He has crawled out of his gown from the last nymphood and stood up on the dais of a tree trunk for his once-in-a-lifetime event. This event is timed particularly in…Read more The Love Song