It started with Steve jobs official biography that released the september of the year he passed away. I read it probably over night. And it is a book I return to often.

Couple of years later I read 'A regular guy' by his sister Mona Simpson. And even later a memoir by Chrisann Brennan -mother of steve's first daughter. I randomly found it on the display during a library visit.  I might have even read a essay by steve's widow - I am not sure. Early on,  I had found a collection of essays/writings by his daughter online - https://lisabrennanjobs.net/. *
 

After reading all these,  I remember thinking if somebody has write in that family i, it should be his daughter.

Her book comes out in less than a week.  I might or might not read the book but I will definitely read everything else she will ever write.

* Earlier it just had her writing, now looks like it has suddenly been spruced up.

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Standup 'Comedy'

Caught Hari Kondabolu and Hasan Minhaj shows on netflix couple of months ago. Both good shows.

They talk about social issues. Hari talks about racism, homophobia and all that. Hassan's show is actually a complete bollywood act.  It has father sentiment, sister sentiment, drama, emotion why even a love story with families opposing. You get a happy ending. Quite thought provoking shows.


But where is the comedy man?

Where is the humor about mundane, pointless issues. Like trying to bargain with bag shop owner at the mall who saves you a dollar. or Like that show about nothing..

Why is stand up comedies so serious these days? Can they still be called comedies?

This post isnt about making sense, more like I had to get it out of my chest.

Some one did a good deed, stupidly good deed. It was stupid because it wasnt worth it, stupid on their part to do it, the others who should have done it didnt.  Infact recipients seem evil to me.

But it was an unselfish act.

That someone suffers today. unnecessarily.

It troubles me.

Not close enough to reach out. heck in the past I have judged that some one for something else. I feel so uncomfortable for judging them. On the other hand it was a different act and judgement worthyone.

Though I did think if I meet the someone again I will behave better. 

Oh well, no reason someone should suffer after a good deed.