Argumentum ad Ignorantiam
It has been posited to me on several occasions that I, a professor of profundity, have ceased to exist. “Where’s Dr. Suresh,” the curious coeds at the university where I thought often inquire. My answer….
Mohinder Suresh
Mohinder Suresh is a geneticist and taxi driver from India. He has continued his father's research into the cutting edge of human evolution. So committed to the research was Mohinder that he used himself as a human test subject. Now he has inhuman strength and agility.
Posts by Mohinder Suresh
The Cheerful Expression of a Task Accomplished in Good Form
Is it human nature to conquer, to win some prize, even one of no monetary value, a prize of pure recognition for the very act of winning? It often seems that no matter the challenge,….
The Inherent Dangers of Rash and Careless Carnal Intermingling
My God! It seems that I have transformed into a new man. Gone is my tiring bombardment of intellectual speak, for I have replaced it with a far more superior action than mere talking: action…..
A Cruel and Unusual Twist of Fate
Curse the Heavens! Whilst I found myself distracted by one of life’s many subplots, like a canine in pursuit of his own posterior, Destiny made its move on Molly. Like a fool, I was gleefully….
Memories, The Cognitive Recollections of Past Happenings
What good are memories when they are all about the people who matter least to you? Do I need to remember Niki being crazy to know that she is? Do I need to remember DL….
Bucket of Fried Destiny
What is destiny but a series of choices? When Fate rudely presses our spirit against a metaphorical wall, a wall likely made of brick if said wall was of the literal variety, we find ourselves….
The Figmentation of Cyber Aquaintances
In all of cyberspace, there exists more humans than anyone could imagine. Anyone but someone from my country. For my people, as you most assuredly know, are many. It is possible that India is the….
Solitaire with Peter
At first glance one would surely arrive at the assumption that my life is currently devoid of fortune. And while it would most definitely be true that it is quite unfortunate to be in my….
The Ignorant Residents of Cyberville who Maintain an Aura of Retardation Throughout the Computer World
What is this thing we call internet forums? Is it merely a tool for mass communication? Or is it the work of destiny, propelling us into the cyber abyss of elitist aristocracy and an unconstricted….
My Father’s Waffles
My Father. As I speak the words I still mourn his death. Is it not man’s very nature to mourn what it can no longer have in this life? One does not miss what they….