Brangled Minds is a wonderful initiative started by creative people. It's an interesting idea and exciting for students like us to have a platform to write, and that is really swell. But, what exactly does the phrase ‘Brangled Minds’ mean? If you’re confused, do not worry. I am here to tell you what 'Brangled Minds' does NOT mean:
“Brangled Minds: The home for life, leisure, sports, society and more.”
That, up there, is how our site was promoted. It may give you the wrong idea, though. 'Brangled Minds. A place for life, leisure, sports, society and more. World Class Amenities include a swimming pool and a clubhouse with a gym and personal trainers. Starting rate for 2BHK apartments at Rs. 1.14 crore.'
To clear your BaffledMinds, we are not real estate.
Another possible meaning of 'Brangled Minds'? Consider this:
The Nurse scampered into the Waiting Room, her heartbeat in sync with her rushed footsteps. "Doctor!" She almost yelled. "The patient, the, the little boy." She fumbled for the right words while tears brimmed her eyes.
The Doctor steadied her, encouraging her to speak up. The patient's parents had their frightened eyes set on her. "The patient has Brangled Minds," she blurted.
The Doctor's writing pad fell to the ground in slow motion. The Father's cup of tea, too, landed on the ground while the steaming brown liquid seeped across the floor. Another nurse who was speaking on the phone, let the receiver fall to the ground. After five minutes of insignificant things falling down and harsh close-ups of everyone in the hospital, the mother let out a characteristic moan. "What is this brangled minds?" she asked through streaming tears.
The Doctor sat down in his chair and faced the sobbing mother and the stone eyed father. "I am so sorry Mr and Mrs Patel. In the medical world, BrangledMinds is known as Hypercranialscrewedupia. And I'm afraid there's no cure known to man yet."
"But what does this mean, Doctor? What has happened to him? Vinod, say something no! Vinod." The mother frantically tugged at her husband.
The Doctor replied, "This is a rare disease. What will happen is, your son Rahul will start writing. He'll start writing continuously and post his work on some meaningless sites. And he won't stick to one topic, Rajni ji. He'll try writing about everything. Sports, politics, humour..."
"Hai Rabba!" She cried. "But Rahul isn't even remotely funny!"
"I know." The Doctor admitted, his head hung down. "He told me a Santa Banta joke before. It sucked."
At that, Vinod got up, a hard look on his face. "I need some time to take this in." He said, his voice a controlled whisper. Rajni tried to pull him back but he was gone. All that could be heard were Rajni's sobs, Vinod's quite footsteps and the rustle of the Doctor trying to find his pen which had rolled away when his writing pad had its dramatic fall.
Well, needless to say, Brangled Minds is not a disease. I think.
Bored? Hungry? Tired? Have a Brangle! Crunchy and delicious. Way better than your average Pringles! Taste mein fine, Mummy aur BrangledMinds!
Okay. No. We are not a wafer snack.
'Brangled Minds' has nothing to do with bangles either, no matter how similar it may sound.
A ‘Brangle’ is a dispute. ‘Minds’ is an epithet for people. Two people can never be the same. There is always something that sets them apart, something they can't agree on. And that's good. It means that the two people have something worth fighting for. Each of them has an opinion, an idea. And that's what we stand for. We are more than twenty people with our own suitcase of beliefs and concepts. When we come together as a group, we have a bird's eye view of every perspective.
Then again, Brangled Minds sounds a lot like Mangled Brains.
Anyway, if you want to take a longer break from the cat video you have on pause, check out the other columns. We have some pretty amazing authors on board. I also have a personal blog. Feel free to hit it up.
-Thanks for reading. AnishaB
“Brangled Minds: The home for life, leisure, sports, society and more.”
That, up there, is how our site was promoted. It may give you the wrong idea, though. 'Brangled Minds. A place for life, leisure, sports, society and more. World Class Amenities include a swimming pool and a clubhouse with a gym and personal trainers. Starting rate for 2BHK apartments at Rs. 1.14 crore.'
To clear your BaffledMinds, we are not real estate.
Another possible meaning of 'Brangled Minds'? Consider this:
The Nurse scampered into the Waiting Room, her heartbeat in sync with her rushed footsteps. "Doctor!" She almost yelled. "The patient, the, the little boy." She fumbled for the right words while tears brimmed her eyes.
The Doctor steadied her, encouraging her to speak up. The patient's parents had their frightened eyes set on her. "The patient has Brangled Minds," she blurted.
The Doctor's writing pad fell to the ground in slow motion. The Father's cup of tea, too, landed on the ground while the steaming brown liquid seeped across the floor. Another nurse who was speaking on the phone, let the receiver fall to the ground. After five minutes of insignificant things falling down and harsh close-ups of everyone in the hospital, the mother let out a characteristic moan. "What is this brangled minds?" she asked through streaming tears.
The Doctor sat down in his chair and faced the sobbing mother and the stone eyed father. "I am so sorry Mr and Mrs Patel. In the medical world, BrangledMinds is known as Hypercranialscrewedupia. And I'm afraid there's no cure known to man yet."
"But what does this mean, Doctor? What has happened to him? Vinod, say something no! Vinod." The mother frantically tugged at her husband.
The Doctor replied, "This is a rare disease. What will happen is, your son Rahul will start writing. He'll start writing continuously and post his work on some meaningless sites. And he won't stick to one topic, Rajni ji. He'll try writing about everything. Sports, politics, humour..."
"Hai Rabba!" She cried. "But Rahul isn't even remotely funny!"
"I know." The Doctor admitted, his head hung down. "He told me a Santa Banta joke before. It sucked."
At that, Vinod got up, a hard look on his face. "I need some time to take this in." He said, his voice a controlled whisper. Rajni tried to pull him back but he was gone. All that could be heard were Rajni's sobs, Vinod's quite footsteps and the rustle of the Doctor trying to find his pen which had rolled away when his writing pad had its dramatic fall.
Well, needless to say, Brangled Minds is not a disease. I think.
Bored? Hungry? Tired? Have a Brangle! Crunchy and delicious. Way better than your average Pringles! Taste mein fine, Mummy aur BrangledMinds!
Okay. No. We are not a wafer snack.
'Brangled Minds' has nothing to do with bangles either, no matter how similar it may sound.
A ‘Brangle’ is a dispute. ‘Minds’ is an epithet for people. Two people can never be the same. There is always something that sets them apart, something they can't agree on. And that's good. It means that the two people have something worth fighting for. Each of them has an opinion, an idea. And that's what we stand for. We are more than twenty people with our own suitcase of beliefs and concepts. When we come together as a group, we have a bird's eye view of every perspective.
Then again, Brangled Minds sounds a lot like Mangled Brains.
Anyway, if you want to take a longer break from the cat video you have on pause, check out the other columns. We have some pretty amazing authors on board. I also have a personal blog. Feel free to hit it up.
-Thanks for reading. AnishaB