Great Nice days of Yore

I wrote an article long back on whats the lovliest thing one finds. Its elusive. its something which you dont have.
Same applies to the best days of our life!!!!!
Ask somebody if he is having the best times of his life, he would always have days of yore to recall as the best days of his life.
If not natural, its definitely most probable answer. Its quite obvious, if people get satisfied with the present, world would come to a standstill !!!!!
But y m i writing such a serious thing when serriousness is never my forte and this thing is too bland and obvious to be written.
actually this was inteneded to convey this to somebody but if one's words and actions cannot convey, I am deadsure, writing just wont :-)
Or its not so? But nothing can be done anyway, not bacause of helplessness, but for the reason that EVERYthing possible has been done :-)
Anyway, I have definitely lost the regular readers of my blog because of suddenly going so dormant. But volcano needs to erupt just once and it agian becomes a strenght to be feared!!!!
So, i hope i need to start firing again and i'll hv new readers of my blog :-)

Reserving around 10 thousand seats to improve the condition of 300million!!!!!!

Isn't it the most ineffecient way for welfare of a community whihc is 300m strong!!!!!

Panchtantra

If you want to explain to some kid , the for loop of programming,
give him the book "Panchtantra"!!!!!

again heard it on tv

heard it on tv. its soo.... nice

dekh faansi ka yeh fanda
khauf se hai kaanpta (shivers)
uff. ke zalladon ki halat
bhi badi mushkil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna
ab humaare dil mien hai

I dont know if Bhagat Singh was the composer of it or not.

ek sher

Ae kalam zara ruk ruk ke chal
bada ghazab ka muqaam aa raha hai
teri nau(kh) ke neeche
mere watan ka naam aa raha hai.

wen jelly met belly

belly sucked the life out of jelly and pushed it out into another long confusing alley.
balle balle balle.

heehee haahaaahoohoo

Inversion

What do you feel should be the inverse of a man!!!!!!
Is it woman?
I dont have any second opinion about futility of this proposition.
Is it a man who walks in the direction of his back, who takes a 270 degree rotation to turn right and in another side 270 to turn left?
Or is it one who walks on his head and punches with his legs.
Well,for those who think at more abstract level, it can be somebody , say notnilC lliB, who sleeps in the day and gets up at night.
Or another rM rakludneT nihcaS who thinks in reverse manner. who laughs when he is hurt and who hurts somebody who loves him (dont we already have a popular term for such Man^(-1) !!! )
At very morphological level, it can be a species with heart on the right side, lever absorbing oxygen instead of providing bile juice and lungs helping in digestion. or is totally reverse. rM nihcaS eats shit and out comes Apple!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hee hee haa haa hoo hoo.
raeY weN yppaH

Gomukh Trip

Author needs to be sensitive

Thanks to KJ for reminding me why am I absent from blogging for so long.
Actually I got too busy with my work at the new place that I could not find time to write. (Actually I still am)
Writing aimlessly, I find too difficult , and hence the inactivity over here.
Thus came the thought that a regular writer must be quite sensitive who finds something or other regularly to trigger his
thought process and he starts writing on it.
But then I wonder how come I wrote so many (good or bad) articles while I was free for a month when I was to move from TI
and had not yet joined Freescale.
Does it imply that sensitivity is a function of available time.
The more time you have free with you, the more sensitive you become.
But that also might not be true.
Reason:
Today I came early from office as I was somehow not in a mood to work and then decided to write something on my blog.
I took time to think what to write on and this itself , I thought, I'll write on.
And if this article turns out to be good one on completion, the above logic would prove invalid.
Spontaneity comes by itself if one puts a li'l bit of effort for something he knows he likes/good-at but not in a proper
"mood" of doing that. So, mood is the max temporal of all which is very easy to conquer but the willingness for which is very difficult
to have.
This logical discourse reminds me of the following argument of Socrates mentioned in the book "the dialogues of Plato"
The simple way Socrates proves that there is life after death is that if even a instant-born baby feels secure when it has somebody with it.
It cries when you leave it alone, it gets scared when suddenly it gets dark, it suddenly stops crying or starts laughing if it realizes that there
is somebody to take care of it.
How does it learn all these? It cannot come out of thin air. It must have learnt it somewhere before it arrived in this world. What else that
can be but pre-birth life.
Similar (Socrates must be feeling uneasy in his grave or maybe some Nth birth of his would be cursing me!!!) approach is what I am taking to
prove my point. Logic.
Anyway, I get back to what I was trying to drive the conclusion at.
One hypothesis that fits it that somebody who is always willing to write somehow makes it his profession so that he has all the time to write
can definitely make a good author.
He has the time and the will as well, so there wont be any dearth of topic he would feel like writing about.
While writing this one, the argument struck me "sensitivity is a function of time".
I think it IS so. it is function of time you have left with you after you are done with those which you had kept for yourself.
If you are too engrossed in your work/fun/entertainment/../.. you tend to become less sensitive.
(Sensitivity is a virtue or a vice, I honestly have no strong opinion about it).
Of course there is degree of it as with all the things in the world. Our sensitivity gradually declines as we move out of our
social circle. First comes immediate family then comes relatives/friends , then comes surroundings . at some very low degree comes
country and almost at NIL comes environment/world. This is what general psychology is. Maybe this is what makes revolutions so difficult to happen.
I am lost and hope other readers also get lost in this thought as there is nothing I m trying to convey but just writing aimlessly!!!!

Cheers!

I own the MOST beautiful thing (the MOST beautiful thing I own)

its ibook.
G4,512MB RAM,30GB HDD.
deadly combo. that too at 57K!!!!!!
I m so happy.
urs truly is at home at 11:00 pm at night writing this posting.
DSL modem is not that disappointing afterall.

Airtel beats Apple

Doesn't it sound like the giant Real Madrid being beaten by if-not-minnows but definitely not-Los galacticos, Sevilla.
Yes,
I applied for Airtel boradband connection much after my advance payment for ibook.
But ibook remains hung in mid-air somewhere (or may-be floating in high seas somewhere) while I have already got the phone installed yesternight and modem will be installed tomorrow :-(
"der aaye durusht aaye" ki ummeed karta hoon.
I went to India Gater yesternight.
It looked so good.
But I was disappointed with the adjacent BIG lawns thanks to junta's apathy.
But overall, it looks GLAMOROUS.
I am still waiting for World War III !!!!! (India Gate reminded me of it)

"You don't win a battle by dying for your country.
You win a battle by making the other son of a bitch, die for his country."

Gen Patton.

Most admired person

If somebody asks me, if given the chance and info I have, which real-life character I would wish to be the most, my answer would be Napoleon.
May I know what others have as answer to this. lets keep it open to real-life characters only. maybe like one's dad or Hitler or Gen McArthur or Joan-of-Arc or ../..

two BIG companies and a hapless me :-(

We, at freescale were given an offer (so were we told around 5 weeks back) from Apple guys.
Since Freescale (erstwhile Motorola Semiconductors) manufactures the G4-G5 processors used in Apple's products, the offer was of discount upto 15% for the Freescalers!!!!!
Whats better than ibook/powerbook at the price similar to that in Singapore in India!!!!
Promptly I dropped my plan to buy a notebook and wait for the offer to start!!!!!
I never thought the wait would be so long-lasting.
Who the hell could imagine two such BIG shots would be so tardy in so small a job compared to the complicated tasks they undertake and complete.
Anyway, I do some light at the end of the tunnel now as the nth enquiry I made at Apple's sales office today gave some positive result.
Will update you as soon as I get my new ibook , meybe by next month :-(

Straighforward or Blunt: a thin line

Yesterday I made Ma cry.
She asked me , after a phone call from Papa, whether I was hapy having her around or unhappy.
Was her being around restricting on my freedom.
I tried to be honest and gave a straighforward answer without space for ANY emotions. Maybe I am yet to realise the importance of things which I take for granted (anybody does so, isnt it).
My blunt answer made her cry.
I always make the mistake of being blunt in trying to be honest/straighforward :-(. Only when I relaise I have crossed the thin line (generally I do), I realise my mistake. The realisation dawns upon me once the other person starts crying or has the patience to argue his/her justification in getting hurt or ....
Any suggestions to cure me of this ???

patience is a virtue

Have PATIENCE. I'll be back :-)

Loveliest Thing in world

Anybody knows???
I know. Anything that you dont have!!!!!!
If you are an engineer, you crave to become a prog/manager, if your are a manager, u crave u had ur own venture!!!!!
When I was kid, I used to wish to grow up fast to get rid of mom's dictatorship or didis' cheatings or teachers' punishements or poor scorecards and what not
When grown up, I miss those carefree days, those innocent times when you dont have to worry what others may think (any action of urs wud embarass ur parents maybe, but not u 4 sure) and all.
When I am not married, I miss a wife,a best friend, you share ANYthing with (though I am too open with all in this sense, but still...) and many other experiences. I am sure when I get married, I'll miss the carefree days, i'll get burdended with some added responsibilities and blah blah.
So, the loveliest thing in the world is ELUSIVE
If you have it, then your life has come to standstill. So, watch out!!!! Keep the HUNT on.
Don't become complacent/helpless, keep up the effort and enjoy (atleast try) the journey!!!!!!

on Som's suggestion

I fully agree with Som (refer to his comment on my last posting) (agreeing with Som. I could never imagine that!!!!!)
When I started my blog, I intended to use it to satisfy myself of my creativity skills, as far writing is concerned and in the process, hoping that my readers would enjoy them. I feel I did acheive both through some postings.
No net connection at home and work in office dont is making it difficult to strike a balance between life of my blog and quality of my blog. I hope to set things right once I get net-connection installed at home and before that, get a laptop as well.
LORD, let there be net-connection at home!!!!!!
Anyway, I got an idea today. In the Vedic-age, we had the sections of society based on profession like kshatriya, brahman, vaishya and shudra. Names sucha Mr. A Singh, Ms S Rajak, Mrs B Vaishya or C Bhatt etc. must have come from that.
In present world, if we apply the same basis, we can expect names such as
Anand Oscillator, Abhaya Amplifier, Lokesh USB Buffer, Som Power, Sharad CRM,
Saurav Onlineadvert etc. etc.
Anyway, its just a proof that when I go back home, I have nothing else to do. No TV, no PC, NOTHING!!!!
khaali dimaag shaitaan ka.
Hail shaitaan

BirthPLACE criterion!!!!

This question came to my while wondering why was I not born in the royal family of UK or why was not I destined to be Anand Walton or Gaurav Gates just by God's providence (in form of getting born here or there or where'er)!!!
Any comments?
If its related to what I do in this birth, its already too late to try to compensate by good deeds. so lemme have fun some more now (afterall I have to compensate for the next birth also!!!!)
Now if somebody says the crap as dont you feel so happy being the way you are and blah blah, blog is no place to reply to such things, atleast at presnt when I am short of time these days :D

Some posting

Well, looo..ng (not actually though, just 2 days) since I posted something. Me just free enough to occassionally check the my gmail account and hence comments on my blog.
Today I got my hutch phone activated and hence could talk to my sis in Gujarat.
I today went to NDLS Rlwy Stn. to see off a cousin sis of mine who had come here (was staying at her bua's place) to take some med exam.
I was talking about her with my sis when this thing (a long unsolved mystery) cropped up again.
HOW COULD MY SIS GET THROUGH MED ENTRANCE EXAM!!!!!!!!
fortunately/unfortunately I have tutored few people and my sis was the second most dumb student I ever faced.
(Dont ask ANYthing about the dumbest. all i can say is she had dinosaur's brain in human body!!!!)
Well, back to my sis. I remember those days when I had taken my X board exams and was passing my time back home in Lohardagga (my dad was posted there then) and there was this sis preparing for Med entrance exams. Yes, sitting in Lohardagga with nobody to tutor her. For the uninitiated, its a small place where you dont expect such things as tution etc. etc.
Well, the onus to teach her physics was on me. My elder sis was not as free as I. Man!!! here was a guy a year junior to her and teaching her physics and even he (i.e. yours truly) got the impression that the girl is as dumb as she used to be when we all were kids.
Haa haa
Seriously, I remember the days when dad used to give us math quizzes and she was the undisputed trailer of we 3!!!!
Anyway, I never had the patience and ,honestly speaking, I now feel bad about the way I used to rebuke her, but it was just because I had the full confidence that she is my sis whom I love so much that such things she wont even notice to feel bad about and neither did I ever thought so much while rebuke or such thing. I , now , feel some(little) remorse.
Anyway, the DUMBO girl GOT THROUGH!!!!
And just one year she wasted!!! (I know people wasting two years or so to get through entrance exams of such professional courses)
Nobody was as much surprised by the result as I, my dad and my elder sis (in order of magnitude of surprise)
Because we had TRIED to tutor her !!!!
To cut the story short, she not only cleared the state level exam, she graduated with 2nd rank in the university!!!!
Now, if anybody is the BIGGEST fan of hers (jijaji might have been, earlier in the college, but i dont think he wud be anymore as they are happily married now), its me.
Her confidence amazes me. Not only now, even then when she had no proof to convince her younger brother that she was no dumbo, she had confidence in herself. She dropped out of one of the best Vet Colleges in India in Jabalpur, in first year itself, not listening to my mom's vehement pleas not to do so. My mom was also not unjustified as the impression she had got from my feedbacks was that she was a dumbo :-)
Anyway, now she is a doctor with amazing voice, great talent in sketching/painting, an amazing literary talent (how can I forget the days when she used to narrate to me "mangaranth kahaani" whihc went on and on and on till we both fell asleep while we were small kids) whose self-written poems were so beautiful.
She imbibed all those things of my dad except the seriousness towards studies and voice which she inherited from my mom.
I should not say so about the seriousness part now that I am convinced she has the zeal unmatched. The hard work she has put, I do know/remember/appreciate/realize that.
Hats off to you Soni didi.

What opinion would Roark have about Fountianhead?

The way I have interpreted Fountainhead, I seriously doubt, he would have ever read Fountainhead if he knew apriori what does it deal with. And even if he did, I am sure he would not have changed himself even if he was different from the character protrayed.
kim vicharasi twam?
I am a stubborn fool who never finds himself wrong and thus trying to justify himself by comparing with Roark :-) kam se kam main ek besharm-honest to hoon!!!