It's been a busy few months. I've been trying to figure out a few things in my life, but unfortunately it seems that these things don't want to be figured
out yet. Oh well. There's a time and place for everything. But I feel I'm ready for a significant change in life now. Could be a change of place, could
be a change of occupation, or could simply be a change of attitude, or perhaps all of the mentioned. But I'm ready for something different. Something new
and challenging. There is this desire to do something that is fullfilling, to do something that gives me a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. Doesn't
have to be a financial gain (though that's always good!), but to do something that I can look back upon and say "Damn, I did good!". But this enthusiasm
of doing something has in the past always been very short-lived. I get sucked into the daily routine of things and these thoughts get pushed to the back
of my mind.
Ever felt that the world is moving forward and you're still stuck in the same place? I guess that's what I'm feeling of late. Is this what it's like to
be getting old? Or is this what it means to be getting used to what life has dealt you? Perhaps I'm in my comfort zone and haven't ventured out for a while,
but the thing is, i'm uncomfortable in my comfort zone. Or perhaps I've become comfortable in my uncomfortable zone. I dunno. But whatever the case is,
it's been a struggle for far too long.
It's time to *seriously* shake things up around here.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Ring a bell.
It's funny how unexpected free time comes when you least anticipate it. Well, I guess that's why they call it "unexpected". I've been using "too busy" as
an excuse for not updating this blog (among several other things) and now here I am, sitting in lab in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week,
typing out a post about ... well, nothing. Irony seems to be a consistent theme in my life, huh?
So what exactly am I doing here? Well, I was supposed to be in lecture, but the kindly professor decided not to show up. I could've just taken the two
hours off and gone and done something else, but like a good child, I thought, "I'm sure there's work for me to do in lab - I better not waste this time
doing something pointless" and promptly strolled on over to lab. Only to find that pretty much everyone has gone out (to lunch, to do work on some other
floor, who knows?) and that my supervisor isn't around to give me work either. Again, much to my own surprise, I refused to be deterred by the apparent
lack of work and scavenged around, looking for a textbook I'd been reading last night so as to continue my studies. Surprise, surprise - I couldn't find
it anywhere in bag. Seems like if you're really intent on doing some useful work, it will do its best to hide itself from you. Oh, well. Can't complain.
It's surprising how little time it takes to get out of touch with blogging. Just a few days ago, I was sitting at home, words pouring out of my mouth
hands, thoughts flowing like a raging river in my head. And now here I am, unable to think of anything to write. It's not like I lead an uneventful life.
And that's not even the problem - I can think of a lot of posts that I've written based on completely ordinary, uneventful things. The problem, I think,
lies in the fact that once you've lost touch, nothing seems "blog-worthy" anymore. You start losing the ability to look at the world around you from a
blogger's perspective, and that, in turn, makes it less appealing to write about anything. It takes a supreme effort to get yourself to write that one
pointless post, that one post that serves the sole purpose of getting you to open up that blog page and type something, and then, before you know it, you're
back in the groove and writing as though you haven't written in ages (which, technically, is true).
This pointless post had better achieve that goal, but I’m still waiting for my mind to Ring a bell.
an excuse for not updating this blog (among several other things) and now here I am, sitting in lab in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week,
typing out a post about ... well, nothing. Irony seems to be a consistent theme in my life, huh?
So what exactly am I doing here? Well, I was supposed to be in lecture, but the kindly professor decided not to show up. I could've just taken the two
hours off and gone and done something else, but like a good child, I thought, "I'm sure there's work for me to do in lab - I better not waste this time
doing something pointless" and promptly strolled on over to lab. Only to find that pretty much everyone has gone out (to lunch, to do work on some other
floor, who knows?) and that my supervisor isn't around to give me work either. Again, much to my own surprise, I refused to be deterred by the apparent
lack of work and scavenged around, looking for a textbook I'd been reading last night so as to continue my studies. Surprise, surprise - I couldn't find
it anywhere in bag. Seems like if you're really intent on doing some useful work, it will do its best to hide itself from you. Oh, well. Can't complain.
It's surprising how little time it takes to get out of touch with blogging. Just a few days ago, I was sitting at home, words pouring out of my mouth
hands, thoughts flowing like a raging river in my head. And now here I am, unable to think of anything to write. It's not like I lead an uneventful life.
And that's not even the problem - I can think of a lot of posts that I've written based on completely ordinary, uneventful things. The problem, I think,
lies in the fact that once you've lost touch, nothing seems "blog-worthy" anymore. You start losing the ability to look at the world around you from a
blogger's perspective, and that, in turn, makes it less appealing to write about anything. It takes a supreme effort to get yourself to write that one
pointless post, that one post that serves the sole purpose of getting you to open up that blog page and type something, and then, before you know it, you're
back in the groove and writing as though you haven't written in ages (which, technically, is true).
This pointless post had better achieve that goal, but I’m still waiting for my mind to Ring a bell.
Wellcome again, with Bated breath
First let me apologize for going away without information, without notice, without this, that, and whole lot alike.
So, you might be wondering where I was, what I had been doing during these days, and stuff.
If you were really thinking it somewhere, means the the blog is getting some rage, which is fantastic. Isn’t it?
Anyways, The reasons that I was farther than blogging were numerous, and all they have thumped collectively
First, I got stuck in a software that I was developing for a Canada based company. Logics were all correct, yet the outputs were not much loved.
I’ve tried this, that, and whole lot of all, yet no remarkable success, then I suddenly saw a dream at around 2:45 in morning. I was coding something there, and when I found it what, it was the solution of the same issue where I was stucked up.
Yeh, when I’ve typed those 10-11 lines on my PC, it executed!
Man, this is unbelievable, even though I’ve seen a number of such dreams where I code, develop softwares, make analysis and more, but this was special, as there was no solution in my head before I’ve seen this dream, then where did it come from?
I really don’t know, may be I’ll have to find a psychiatrist to research on it.
From Next day, exams were starting. So Naturally, I too have done the same what any other human would do “study”!
I’ve studied, studied, and studied for a few days, and hey, I’ve got a good outcome as well, all the exams were fairly good!
As soon as it ended, the festive season of diwali was approaching here.
I’ve rushed to shop something for my self, and even I’ve shopped a lot this season.
Then the festive season arrived finally, so I’ve got indulged into celebration.
Had some great hangouts, sweets, meets, treats, and those pleasure stuffs that combines only once in a year.
Done a whole lot of fun, and as soon as it got ended, I’m here, writing this blog post, without even worrying, that I’ve haven’t touched the books from past week or more, haven’t coded a single line from around 10-12 days, haven’t played guitar from some 15 or more days, haven’t watched movie for around a month, ggosh, it’s an ever growing list, believe me.
The point is, that the days when I was away from this blog, were assorted with variety of substances, diversities of flavors, and copious emotions.
Very seldom you get such amazing days, so my heart is filled and thrilled.
well above all, I’m back to the paradise again, and so as you.
What’s say? Let’s wish each others belated wishes of diwali, and welcome with Bated breaths.
So, you might be wondering where I was, what I had been doing during these days, and stuff.
If you were really thinking it somewhere, means the the blog is getting some rage, which is fantastic. Isn’t it?
Anyways, The reasons that I was farther than blogging were numerous, and all they have thumped collectively
First, I got stuck in a software that I was developing for a Canada based company. Logics were all correct, yet the outputs were not much loved.
I’ve tried this, that, and whole lot of all, yet no remarkable success, then I suddenly saw a dream at around 2:45 in morning. I was coding something there, and when I found it what, it was the solution of the same issue where I was stucked up.
Yeh, when I’ve typed those 10-11 lines on my PC, it executed!
Man, this is unbelievable, even though I’ve seen a number of such dreams where I code, develop softwares, make analysis and more, but this was special, as there was no solution in my head before I’ve seen this dream, then where did it come from?
I really don’t know, may be I’ll have to find a psychiatrist to research on it.
From Next day, exams were starting. So Naturally, I too have done the same what any other human would do “study”!
I’ve studied, studied, and studied for a few days, and hey, I’ve got a good outcome as well, all the exams were fairly good!
As soon as it ended, the festive season of diwali was approaching here.
I’ve rushed to shop something for my self, and even I’ve shopped a lot this season.
Then the festive season arrived finally, so I’ve got indulged into celebration.
Had some great hangouts, sweets, meets, treats, and those pleasure stuffs that combines only once in a year.
Done a whole lot of fun, and as soon as it got ended, I’m here, writing this blog post, without even worrying, that I’ve haven’t touched the books from past week or more, haven’t coded a single line from around 10-12 days, haven’t played guitar from some 15 or more days, haven’t watched movie for around a month, ggosh, it’s an ever growing list, believe me.
The point is, that the days when I was away from this blog, were assorted with variety of substances, diversities of flavors, and copious emotions.
Very seldom you get such amazing days, so my heart is filled and thrilled.
well above all, I’m back to the paradise again, and so as you.
What’s say? Let’s wish each others belated wishes of diwali, and welcome with Bated breaths.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
total hack: name changed on request...
You must've have come across this phrase while reading articles in a magazine or newspaper. Usually, when it is a real life story with certain personal
or embarrassing details, the actual name of the person isn't divulged and another random name is used. At the bottom of the article there is one single
note for all the changed names as the newspapers have to mention it to ascertain it's genuineness. Hence, when you read the article, you go with the flow
and you don't care about the names used, 'cos even if the names are common, in all likelihood you wouldn't know the person mentioned in the article. And
you don't care.
That makes sense.
But many a time I come across articles where the sentence goes like this.
"Ramya, an electrical engineering student from BITS (name changed on request), was walking back to her hostel after class when..." This would probably
be followed by a few other people whose names had been changed and this would be mentioned in brackets for every name changed, all in the same article.
I find this a little stupid, and frankly I don't understand the purpose of mentioning it every time, instead of just writing it once in small print at
the end of the article. Somehow I find myself concentrating more on the names of the people than the incident itself while reading the article. And then
I start commenting on why they had to use such a weird name, with a pseudo initial as well! There are so many nice and pleasant names, but no, they find
the most obscure names on the planet and print it.
Just a random post - I'm just amused that at times, I concentrate more on the names than the actual important content in the article. ;)
or embarrassing details, the actual name of the person isn't divulged and another random name is used. At the bottom of the article there is one single
note for all the changed names as the newspapers have to mention it to ascertain it's genuineness. Hence, when you read the article, you go with the flow
and you don't care about the names used, 'cos even if the names are common, in all likelihood you wouldn't know the person mentioned in the article. And
you don't care.
That makes sense.
But many a time I come across articles where the sentence goes like this.
"Ramya, an electrical engineering student from BITS (name changed on request), was walking back to her hostel after class when..." This would probably
be followed by a few other people whose names had been changed and this would be mentioned in brackets for every name changed, all in the same article.
I find this a little stupid, and frankly I don't understand the purpose of mentioning it every time, instead of just writing it once in small print at
the end of the article. Somehow I find myself concentrating more on the names of the people than the incident itself while reading the article. And then
I start commenting on why they had to use such a weird name, with a pseudo initial as well! There are so many nice and pleasant names, but no, they find
the most obscure names on the planet and print it.
Just a random post - I'm just amused that at times, I concentrate more on the names than the actual important content in the article. ;)
And I turn around to find you gone
I turn around to grasp your neck,
to fill the air and strum you on,
to suffuse the mind with aural gleam,
And I turn around to find you gone.
I recall the days of splendid sounds,
the notes and tones and beats you spawn,
Then I feel that it was all a dream,
And I turn around to find you gone.
The pick is lonely, the mic dejected,
My throat, in memory, does only mourn,
I sing alone your sweet refrain,
And I turn around to find you gone.
The air is bland, my life is chilling,
all music, sans you, is traffic horn,
I miss your sonorous voice in pain,
And I turn around to find you gone.
to fill the air and strum you on,
to suffuse the mind with aural gleam,
And I turn around to find you gone.
I recall the days of splendid sounds,
the notes and tones and beats you spawn,
Then I feel that it was all a dream,
And I turn around to find you gone.
The pick is lonely, the mic dejected,
My throat, in memory, does only mourn,
I sing alone your sweet refrain,
And I turn around to find you gone.
The air is bland, my life is chilling,
all music, sans you, is traffic horn,
I miss your sonorous voice in pain,
And I turn around to find you gone.
how to irritate people and lose friends
Your urges that have unfortunately (for you) caused you to peruse this harmless-looking piece of text shall be the cause of more harm than you would have
thought an innocent and harmless-looking piece of text could have in the first place. This elongated paragraph was written partly out of an urge to write
and more partly to warn you that the writer or the written takes no responsibility of the consequences that might / might not happen to happen.
As you might have guessed from the topic you are about to meet a sermon and then you might need a surgeon. Okay just kidding, no surgeons required. Getting
on with what is most desirable at this instant, let me start by asserting that you take the first step in the world of irritating people when you actually
take your first step. Yes. It has been chemically, psychologically, statistically (and all other allies taken) proven that the ability to irritate and
annoy is inherent. Remember how you irritated your parents by excreting at your convenience.. Ah! What comfortable days. Well, a clever mind would argue
that we still do that at our convenience but clever minds can go to hell. Rejoice, you can, after hearing that you too are intrinsically able to irritate
others but the truth is that most people are wonted to such patterns of irritations and hence to step out of the box, you must think out of the box. If
you have asked yourself which box after reading the previous line, you are a natural. But in other cases too, development is possible, so there is less
need to worry.
The best way to bother someone is by asking questions. Ask ask ask till you bask. Prepare a series of random questions and learn them by heart. Fire them
at every friend you see. These questions must range from 'How are you' to 'Why didn't the subspace field harmonically ultra cogentic engines fail while
the Apollo 15 took off'. If the person in any way tries to suggest that no Apollo 15 is in existence yet, be sure to ask Why, and keep in store a corresponding
Why for every answer the patient of a man/woman has for you. With constant practice you shall be avoided. But there is no time for repose, this is just
the beginning.
There are a couple of other methods to chafe people and the best one is to attack the ego. Wait, didn't I say the best was to ask questions? Oh whatever,
just read don't ask questions. Attack the ego, I say. Sermonize as much as you can. Tell them always that the best path to take in life is a path of integrity,
honesty and virtue. Make sure you yourself are atleast a hundred miles away from that path. Great. Ask people that did they embrace the path of integrity,
honesty and virtue or are they still ignoble in their outlook every time you meet them. Make sure this is asked in public. You shall again be avoided.
Once you are avoided, beg for forgiveness. This, I know it is tough, but it is worth it. Beg for forgiveness promising you have changed and act normal
for a few days. After these days of silence, start boasting of your integrity, honesty and virtue. Start talking about how embracing the path of integrity,
honesty and virtue is the most difficult thing to do. Moreover, keep repeating integrity, honesty and virtue in every aspect and conversation. Kindle an
aversion for integrity, honesty and virtue in the other one's heart by repeating about integrity, honesty and virtue atleast a million times a day. When
the person cannot listen about integrity, honesty and virtue, chide him/her for talking such about integrity, honesty and virtue. For integrity, honesty
and virtue are the basis of integrity, honesty and virtue and without integrity, honesty and virtue what good is a person. It is only integrity, honesty
and virtue that differentiate us from the beast, integrity, honesty and virtue that term us human and only integrity, honesty and virtue that are responsible
for adding Kind to Man, hence making integrity, honesty and virtue a necessity for ManKind as a hole.
Your friend now has two options. Either to run away from you or to actually imbibe integrity, honesty and virtue. Most sane individuals would choose the
former and shun integrity, honesty and virtue, making their lives pits of shit, because without integrity, honesty and virtue that is what a human life
is, a pit of shit.
Once you have elicited complete, categorical and absolute hate from the person concerned owing to your stubbornness, you can be sure you have annoyed him/her
enough and that should be the point of satisfaction. Although, if you still don't feel satisfied, either embrace integrity, honesty and virtue or keep
asking yourself why you are still not satisfied until you actually embrace integrity, honesty and virtue.
Now that you have lost one friend, you can move on to make others solely for the purpose of annoying and losing them, thus assimilating integrity, honesty
and virtue in the process.
Statutory Warning: Reading this post might be injurious to your mental health.
thought an innocent and harmless-looking piece of text could have in the first place. This elongated paragraph was written partly out of an urge to write
and more partly to warn you that the writer or the written takes no responsibility of the consequences that might / might not happen to happen.
As you might have guessed from the topic you are about to meet a sermon and then you might need a surgeon. Okay just kidding, no surgeons required. Getting
on with what is most desirable at this instant, let me start by asserting that you take the first step in the world of irritating people when you actually
take your first step. Yes. It has been chemically, psychologically, statistically (and all other allies taken) proven that the ability to irritate and
annoy is inherent. Remember how you irritated your parents by excreting at your convenience.. Ah! What comfortable days. Well, a clever mind would argue
that we still do that at our convenience but clever minds can go to hell. Rejoice, you can, after hearing that you too are intrinsically able to irritate
others but the truth is that most people are wonted to such patterns of irritations and hence to step out of the box, you must think out of the box. If
you have asked yourself which box after reading the previous line, you are a natural. But in other cases too, development is possible, so there is less
need to worry.
The best way to bother someone is by asking questions. Ask ask ask till you bask. Prepare a series of random questions and learn them by heart. Fire them
at every friend you see. These questions must range from 'How are you' to 'Why didn't the subspace field harmonically ultra cogentic engines fail while
the Apollo 15 took off'. If the person in any way tries to suggest that no Apollo 15 is in existence yet, be sure to ask Why, and keep in store a corresponding
Why for every answer the patient of a man/woman has for you. With constant practice you shall be avoided. But there is no time for repose, this is just
the beginning.
There are a couple of other methods to chafe people and the best one is to attack the ego. Wait, didn't I say the best was to ask questions? Oh whatever,
just read don't ask questions. Attack the ego, I say. Sermonize as much as you can. Tell them always that the best path to take in life is a path of integrity,
honesty and virtue. Make sure you yourself are atleast a hundred miles away from that path. Great. Ask people that did they embrace the path of integrity,
honesty and virtue or are they still ignoble in their outlook every time you meet them. Make sure this is asked in public. You shall again be avoided.
Once you are avoided, beg for forgiveness. This, I know it is tough, but it is worth it. Beg for forgiveness promising you have changed and act normal
for a few days. After these days of silence, start boasting of your integrity, honesty and virtue. Start talking about how embracing the path of integrity,
honesty and virtue is the most difficult thing to do. Moreover, keep repeating integrity, honesty and virtue in every aspect and conversation. Kindle an
aversion for integrity, honesty and virtue in the other one's heart by repeating about integrity, honesty and virtue atleast a million times a day. When
the person cannot listen about integrity, honesty and virtue, chide him/her for talking such about integrity, honesty and virtue. For integrity, honesty
and virtue are the basis of integrity, honesty and virtue and without integrity, honesty and virtue what good is a person. It is only integrity, honesty
and virtue that differentiate us from the beast, integrity, honesty and virtue that term us human and only integrity, honesty and virtue that are responsible
for adding Kind to Man, hence making integrity, honesty and virtue a necessity for ManKind as a hole.
Your friend now has two options. Either to run away from you or to actually imbibe integrity, honesty and virtue. Most sane individuals would choose the
former and shun integrity, honesty and virtue, making their lives pits of shit, because without integrity, honesty and virtue that is what a human life
is, a pit of shit.
Once you have elicited complete, categorical and absolute hate from the person concerned owing to your stubbornness, you can be sure you have annoyed him/her
enough and that should be the point of satisfaction. Although, if you still don't feel satisfied, either embrace integrity, honesty and virtue or keep
asking yourself why you are still not satisfied until you actually embrace integrity, honesty and virtue.
Now that you have lost one friend, you can move on to make others solely for the purpose of annoying and losing them, thus assimilating integrity, honesty
and virtue in the process.
Statutory Warning: Reading this post might be injurious to your mental health.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
looking for mister right, but on a wrong place
I don’t know how many of you have watched this new Television reality show on Star Plus called the ‘Perfect bride’. Normally I avoid these shows because of all the unhealthy emotions that come to the forefront when you put highly competitive youngsters together in a house while they are fighting for the prize. They play games, they form alliances, they plot to eliminate others – in general, it brings out everything negative in them. And in some shows there is a free exchange of obscenities and insults, no holds barred.
In this case the title of the show was intriguing and hence I started watching it. What do they mean by the term ‘Perfect Bride’? Obviously nobody can be perfect under all circumstances nor for everyone in the world?
The participants comprise of 5 bachelors and their moms and 10 girls. They are to spend a few weeks together in different wings of the same house - girls and moms together and boys together, separated by low gates and balconies. The mummies are to allocate tasks and observe the girls in action while they perform housekeeping tasks and cooking. There is hardly any free interaction between the young men and women – as it is mostly under the observant eyes of the others in the group. Only winners in tasks are allowed to spend an hour of private time with a partner of their choice.
Now comes the fun part:
What kind of tasks are set for men? They have to run through slush , climb ladders, change punctured tyres and drive the car back within the shortest possible time.
Tasks for girls? Arrange a party for the boys including decoration, planning menu, cooking and cleaning.
How original is that!!
And no penalties for the boy who came last but the girl who was poor in her task had to clean the toilet – wah!!
At the end of the week, one perfectly sweet girl was voted out because one whimsical mom thought she was not suitable for her precious son. Good for her I say, to get out of this madness soon enough. I loved what that spunky girl said before leaving: "May be my perfect man is waiting for me out there and I am getting late for him!!" HUGS girl, way to go!
The format of the show is too imperfect to be able to succeed in finding anyone perfect. As one smart and articulate participant aptly said ‘perfect bride is not just about cooking’. Another beautiful girl said how her confidence was being shattered every minute she was in that house. I perfectly understand. I think some of the girls might be scarred for life after this and some of them may never want to marry!!
In any case looking at the quality of the boys and the attitude of their moms ( one mom was rejecting a girl because she was dark!!!) I think the ‘perfect’ bride they are searching for is one dumb, fair, good-looking, saas-serving bahu. Mommyjis, have you tried the matrimonial ads? You have a better chance there.
Well, what else was I expecting from a channel that thrives on the “K” serials?
In this case the title of the show was intriguing and hence I started watching it. What do they mean by the term ‘Perfect Bride’? Obviously nobody can be perfect under all circumstances nor for everyone in the world?
The participants comprise of 5 bachelors and their moms and 10 girls. They are to spend a few weeks together in different wings of the same house - girls and moms together and boys together, separated by low gates and balconies. The mummies are to allocate tasks and observe the girls in action while they perform housekeeping tasks and cooking. There is hardly any free interaction between the young men and women – as it is mostly under the observant eyes of the others in the group. Only winners in tasks are allowed to spend an hour of private time with a partner of their choice.
Now comes the fun part:
What kind of tasks are set for men? They have to run through slush , climb ladders, change punctured tyres and drive the car back within the shortest possible time.
Tasks for girls? Arrange a party for the boys including decoration, planning menu, cooking and cleaning.
How original is that!!
And no penalties for the boy who came last but the girl who was poor in her task had to clean the toilet – wah!!
At the end of the week, one perfectly sweet girl was voted out because one whimsical mom thought she was not suitable for her precious son. Good for her I say, to get out of this madness soon enough. I loved what that spunky girl said before leaving: "May be my perfect man is waiting for me out there and I am getting late for him!!" HUGS girl, way to go!
The format of the show is too imperfect to be able to succeed in finding anyone perfect. As one smart and articulate participant aptly said ‘perfect bride is not just about cooking’. Another beautiful girl said how her confidence was being shattered every minute she was in that house. I perfectly understand. I think some of the girls might be scarred for life after this and some of them may never want to marry!!
In any case looking at the quality of the boys and the attitude of their moms ( one mom was rejecting a girl because she was dark!!!) I think the ‘perfect’ bride they are searching for is one dumb, fair, good-looking, saas-serving bahu. Mommyjis, have you tried the matrimonial ads? You have a better chance there.
Well, what else was I expecting from a channel that thrives on the “K” serials?
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