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Can You Learn to be Creative?

Can you   learn to be creative? Of course you can. If one's not convinced about that, look around, and have a comparison between the world you saw ten years ago and now. That we are now able to have this discussion itself is proving we are creative. Before ten years, me sitting in Africa had to wait for weeks or even months to know what were happening in the lives of my people at home in Kerala, and in my country. But the internet made it possible that information is a matter of seconds or minutes. What we need are the right gadgets like computers, cell phones etc. These gadgets are the outcomes of human creativity. They initially have been formed as ideas in human minds.  And it's said there are two main types of creativity innovative and inventive.  Innovative is kind of dusting off the old and the existing ones like having old wine in new bottles and inventive is creating a totally new non-existent product.   Both these are equally important. You cannot be inventive without

How did it all start?

How did it all start? I just grabbed my little pencil and started scribbling the first line of a story, I was seven.    I don't remember its lines now, but the story was about our dog.  Our watchdog of my age and my playmate. We loved and pampered him, taking advantage of that he did naughty things like chasing after cats and birds, once he snatched a ball from my hand tore it open with his jaws. I only appreciated him clapping hands. We called him Nelson, I abbreviated it to Nel.  Nel was friendly with our chickens, in numbers, my mother cooped them in a big hen-house in our backyard. It was part of my mom's home management to add protein to our meals from the eggs and occasional meat. And Nel had a significant role to play in that to guard the chickens, especially in the nighttime.  As time went by, Nel began to be adventurous in his endeavours with the chickens. He would pretend to sleep in the open yard for them to march past by him clucking and crowing. When they reached

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