This carries on from the annual honors ceremony where i broke my camera .. luckily it got repaired in time for my trip to mauritius .. now, another story crops up in this whole episode .. first, the mental trauma of losing a possession .. then the joy of seeing it back to life...
when i got back the camera, i just found to my luck, a 2GB SD card left inside by mistake by the service centre guys ....
thats the another story ...
it had, by chance, 200+ pictures plus videos... it started with closeups of the guy whose card it must have been .. the poor quality pics clearly suggested that the camera was either a digital camcorder (bcoz of brilliant quality videos), must have been panasonic(we knw it for its good video quality, i personally have seen that)... seems sherlock holmes like, but the point is that the camera does not now exist.. thats for sure .. coming to the pictures, the facts lie here ...
the SD card saw bangkok (or some that kind of place, with dolphins and sound/light shows dominating the starting 100 pictures.. ) then some family function with girls dancing (i wonder why people like taking videos of girls dancing, that too from steep angles).
the person has married(in his late 30's or early 40's), has 2 kids, (a boy and a girl)apart from a joint family kind of culture, it seemed the pictures clicked were of last summer's. (probably earlier).
basically the guy's a rich one, had a new home (in some outskirt of chandi or punjab). he's a baniya, for sure and has a traditional punjabi culture in his roots. anyways, the SD card travelled some new plots too, probably the guy is a property consultant or something ... (thats where he got money to take family on a bangkok trip). his mentality is average, but i've mentioned the distinct baniya traits in him .. ...
then came the sad part .. the pics changed to the known panasonic service centre, being used for its test purposes .. some pics later, came me, when the owner showed a pic of me by clicking using my camera ... the camera was working... and i also got a 2 GB SD card alongwith it ...
now its all formatted .. deleted from memory .. hope it stays here
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
the lotus eater ..
yes . opeth's new album shares the name with what has happened in indian politics .. shall i also say it was a 3rd front eater ??
i am no hard fan of any party or any person, but its too obvious why congress outperformed .. .as told by the inlighted people, this is the first time the young generation (40% of population) is going to vote . this young generation is however different from the previous young ones. . they are grown up after 1991 liberation of india ... that is actually a big turning point.. we know that the next generation would be learning all about the 1991 reforms, but though we're unaware of the importance of it, we've grown up in it and have just taken up stand against many things ..
firstly the religional divides. no guy supports it and it wont work. next comes development. we are pretty much aware of inclusive growth and think ideologically that with our increase in income, the poor should benefit as well. the days of lack of information are over . all the information is at a touch of a button. we are intelligent and thats why we decide after thinking. anyways, the major reason of the 'lotus eating' was rahul gandhi. the girls swoon over him while the guys consider him an intelligent guy after listening his conversation.
anyways, i am not a fan of his but there is just one thing the congress can boast of and that is the young brigade, with jyoti scindhya, sachin pilot etc . the point is that all the BJP leaders were due to emergency in 1971 and after that, no leader has come from its wings .. they have just grown older. even lalu, nitish were offsprings of 1971 emergency. anyways, the rahul factor has helped newer faces come into an imperialist party and helped its cause . thats why he got the praise which he deserves. coming to congress, it means business and it should, too . it should focus on inclusive growth, have a left inside it (to prevent any wrong action, which would make india suffer, cause though they are fools, they helped the last regime big time by stopping certain decisions on disinvestment and policy making. ) an example is the trouble chinese govt. is in and indian govt. hardly has a problem with US now, after its collapse is that left guys prevented indian PSU banks to buy fraudulent securities (of the AAA companies at that time) and it helped when we they crashed . had congress been alone, we'd have been in a bigger mess that we are in right now .
so, you've eaten the lotus, now you must open your minds policy makers ... think and think hard ! cause indians are good at it and we have that foresight to get us to greater heights than never before.
i am no hard fan of any party or any person, but its too obvious why congress outperformed .. .as told by the inlighted people, this is the first time the young generation (40% of population) is going to vote . this young generation is however different from the previous young ones. . they are grown up after 1991 liberation of india ... that is actually a big turning point.. we know that the next generation would be learning all about the 1991 reforms, but though we're unaware of the importance of it, we've grown up in it and have just taken up stand against many things ..
firstly the religional divides. no guy supports it and it wont work. next comes development. we are pretty much aware of inclusive growth and think ideologically that with our increase in income, the poor should benefit as well. the days of lack of information are over . all the information is at a touch of a button. we are intelligent and thats why we decide after thinking. anyways, the major reason of the 'lotus eating' was rahul gandhi. the girls swoon over him while the guys consider him an intelligent guy after listening his conversation.
anyways, i am not a fan of his but there is just one thing the congress can boast of and that is the young brigade, with jyoti scindhya, sachin pilot etc . the point is that all the BJP leaders were due to emergency in 1971 and after that, no leader has come from its wings .. they have just grown older. even lalu, nitish were offsprings of 1971 emergency. anyways, the rahul factor has helped newer faces come into an imperialist party and helped its cause . thats why he got the praise which he deserves. coming to congress, it means business and it should, too . it should focus on inclusive growth, have a left inside it (to prevent any wrong action, which would make india suffer, cause though they are fools, they helped the last regime big time by stopping certain decisions on disinvestment and policy making. ) an example is the trouble chinese govt. is in and indian govt. hardly has a problem with US now, after its collapse is that left guys prevented indian PSU banks to buy fraudulent securities (of the AAA companies at that time) and it helped when we they crashed . had congress been alone, we'd have been in a bigger mess that we are in right now .
so, you've eaten the lotus, now you must open your minds policy makers ... think and think hard ! cause indians are good at it and we have that foresight to get us to greater heights than never before.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
growing up
When a child, i was very much keen on growing up and being 18. the age is somehow so curious filled for a boy, making him dream that when at this age, he can do wonders .. know what the life is about and probably get a partner to marry .. and god knows wat shit ..
sadly, the boy learns earlier than 18 that the girl-boy thing and marriage thing is just a part of life .
but yaa .. the curiousity remains ..
at 18, u get to go to theatres, feel adult and be free ... and if u're lucky, you get to do what you actually desire of and to the parents, you dont need to give a damn .. another thing which happens at 18 is that you get to vote and participate in the society (thats too idealistic, but the post is about voting.. sadly).
when you reach 18, you just realize that there was nothing so great about it ... the movies, you've already seen, its just a common thing now and its not anymore curious... all that you get at 18 is the saddest thing .. you get to stand in queues and wait .. you have to wait for licence making, for college admissions, for bank operations and god knows what all .. hell, you even have to stand in queues for using public toilets, if its crowded, cause u cant give an excuse that u're a kid and cant control ur piss..
whatever, being a children is so way cooler. . no lines, you get all the things because of your 'innocence' factor and adults go way ahead to make you get what you want ... if your mom doesnt, your papa would . if he doesnt your relative or bigger brother/sister etc would give to your whims and provide you with all the things you need with a spoon ....
now, i finally turned 18 and got a voter ID card .. i even had the opportunity to vote .. sounds really exciting, participating in the biggest democratic process. being a part of the big society .. but sadly here too you had to wait in a line to get your turn. had i been too old or too young, i'd just have gone inside the booth and done the process.. (i tried to go inside, trying to be oversmart and pretending i couldnt see the line, had to walk out of the poll booth and join the line, thats when i decided to right about this post). anyways i got to vote and felt really satisfied when the results came out. plus, seeing the indelible ink on your index finger is way too cool. the color changes from light sky blue to dark blue to purple to brown and it finally wears off ... just reminds you of being a citizen who thinks about the society ... theres nothing else that is cool about being 18 ... ... nothing
but anyways, believe me, being old just makes get to know what is right or wrong. if you're not so lucky, probably you wont be able to understand what is right . right is right but wrong is also right. it just depends .. complex, convoluted life has no easy way out .. no shortcut (if you try shortcuts, you'd just enter the line like me). just toil and logic ..
sadly, the boy learns earlier than 18 that the girl-boy thing and marriage thing is just a part of life .
but yaa .. the curiousity remains ..
at 18, u get to go to theatres, feel adult and be free ... and if u're lucky, you get to do what you actually desire of and to the parents, you dont need to give a damn .. another thing which happens at 18 is that you get to vote and participate in the society (thats too idealistic, but the post is about voting.. sadly).
when you reach 18, you just realize that there was nothing so great about it ... the movies, you've already seen, its just a common thing now and its not anymore curious... all that you get at 18 is the saddest thing .. you get to stand in queues and wait .. you have to wait for licence making, for college admissions, for bank operations and god knows what all .. hell, you even have to stand in queues for using public toilets, if its crowded, cause u cant give an excuse that u're a kid and cant control ur piss..
whatever, being a children is so way cooler. . no lines, you get all the things because of your 'innocence' factor and adults go way ahead to make you get what you want ... if your mom doesnt, your papa would . if he doesnt your relative or bigger brother/sister etc would give to your whims and provide you with all the things you need with a spoon ....
now, i finally turned 18 and got a voter ID card .. i even had the opportunity to vote .. sounds really exciting, participating in the biggest democratic process. being a part of the big society .. but sadly here too you had to wait in a line to get your turn. had i been too old or too young, i'd just have gone inside the booth and done the process.. (i tried to go inside, trying to be oversmart and pretending i couldnt see the line, had to walk out of the poll booth and join the line, thats when i decided to right about this post). anyways i got to vote and felt really satisfied when the results came out. plus, seeing the indelible ink on your index finger is way too cool. the color changes from light sky blue to dark blue to purple to brown and it finally wears off ... just reminds you of being a citizen who thinks about the society ... theres nothing else that is cool about being 18 ... ... nothing
but anyways, believe me, being old just makes get to know what is right or wrong. if you're not so lucky, probably you wont be able to understand what is right . right is right but wrong is also right. it just depends .. complex, convoluted life has no easy way out .. no shortcut (if you try shortcuts, you'd just enter the line like me). just toil and logic ..
Thursday, May 7, 2009
annual honors ceremony ...
the tamasha has finished, the results out and all the 4 year acts just come down to one word .. color .. college color.. for the less educated, a college color is a piece of highest achievement done during college days. IIT's are supposed to give 10 college colors to people who have not only excelled in their fields but got laurels for the college.
In PEC, last year was different (with 100+ people getting colors making a mockery out of it.) Our DSW sir, at the cleaning up task, was brilliant to suggest that the number would reduce to just 40'ish. 1 guy gets only 1 color despite he being great in 2 or more things .. and so the other rules follow up ..
But the tamasha of getting recognition is as simple as forcing your way to get one. All you have to do is be argumentative, have lots of butter and be forceful in some way (approach of prakash singh badal did it last year, this year having relatives with college authority may do the trick). Well, some people have really worked hard over the span of the college and deserve the peice of recognition. while others are great at the art of pleasing and deserve a color, too. But what makes me sad is the 'external' pressure which causes people to change decisions and get a recognition he DOES NOT definately deserve. I understand quantifying work done by individual is not a piece of cake, but by doing just 1 thing due to 'external' pressure tarnishes the image of the system.
Further, the 'pleasing' guys (i call that GC wale bande) just need to be at the right moment and time and just by forcing authorities can get their job done ...... thats not idealistic, but practically thats what has always happened and will always will .. but is there anything we can do about it ?? can anyone really justify that these acts of forcing yourself to get recognition or anything good ?
i've got a color for NSS (which i had no certificate for 4 years till now and felt really sad cause i had devoted my energy into it, but now feel satisfied with the best recognition possible) and for IETE, (For which frankly i just worked for 2 years, not a thing i've really put my life behind here in college, but its just a compensator because i worked damn hard 4 years on the trot in PECFEST and could just not get a college color for it. but anyways, i deserved it for my personal accomplishments done in the technical field. )
am content, but certain people which i feel bad for are harman, sharma, harshal, gurinder etc. because they deserved a fair chance,too, if certain people who've worked equalto or less than them got it.
In PEC, last year was different (with 100+ people getting colors making a mockery out of it.) Our DSW sir, at the cleaning up task, was brilliant to suggest that the number would reduce to just 40'ish. 1 guy gets only 1 color despite he being great in 2 or more things .. and so the other rules follow up ..
But the tamasha of getting recognition is as simple as forcing your way to get one. All you have to do is be argumentative, have lots of butter and be forceful in some way (approach of prakash singh badal did it last year, this year having relatives with college authority may do the trick). Well, some people have really worked hard over the span of the college and deserve the peice of recognition. while others are great at the art of pleasing and deserve a color, too. But what makes me sad is the 'external' pressure which causes people to change decisions and get a recognition he DOES NOT definately deserve. I understand quantifying work done by individual is not a piece of cake, but by doing just 1 thing due to 'external' pressure tarnishes the image of the system.
Further, the 'pleasing' guys (i call that GC wale bande) just need to be at the right moment and time and just by forcing authorities can get their job done ...... thats not idealistic, but practically thats what has always happened and will always will .. but is there anything we can do about it ?? can anyone really justify that these acts of forcing yourself to get recognition or anything good ?
i've got a color for NSS (which i had no certificate for 4 years till now and felt really sad cause i had devoted my energy into it, but now feel satisfied with the best recognition possible) and for IETE, (For which frankly i just worked for 2 years, not a thing i've really put my life behind here in college, but its just a compensator because i worked damn hard 4 years on the trot in PECFEST and could just not get a college color for it. but anyways, i deserved it for my personal accomplishments done in the technical field. )
am content, but certain people which i feel bad for are harman, sharma, harshal, gurinder etc. because they deserved a fair chance,too, if certain people who've worked equalto or less than them got it.
the final countdown....
The final week of the college (assuming final exams turn out to be a smooth affair) is turning out to be really unexpected, to say the least. have way down, we've had some nice suprises after the disaster of Open House held on saturday .. (thats a personal thing, so no more discussions)
now then, we get to know the busy schedule ahead.... Monday is the usual day having 1 or 2 classes where arun 'maaroes' some senti to make a point.
Trying to make us remember the bond we share with teachers and more blah blah about respect and not to say bad about them (which is definately true, but being truthful has never and will never be wrong). This makes me think about the 'political correctness' and praising everyone and not saying true things despite you feel that (just for the sake of getting more promotions or more people start liking you or all the things) they call that being practical .. yes .. that is .. being true may not make you rise high but remind you that you never bent low for petty rises in life.... thats what a leader is supposed to do cause when the opportunity beckons, the true will jump higher than the sycophant followers....
anyways philosophy later, its more about the final countdown .. well wednesday comes and so does the final departmental farewell, which is a sweet suprize, with a sweet saying written specially for us on the blackboard (reminds of the school rite ). then teachers inviting us for a snack with them and casual discussion over the cup of tea.. ... then comes a classroom discussion with a beautiful message by the teachers about the 'start' of the new phase of life .... a career and really an optimistism injection which everyone would never forget ...
then comes the dinner at director's house, a special treat by the college (imagine a govt. college with all the bureaucracy all the four years to get a single rupee holding out a lavish dinner for the final yearites as a farewell gift.... something totally unexpected and something really sweet)
such acts of exuberance shows the love the authorities want to imbibe in us for the college and rightly so... they deserve it..
apart from the technical glitches, the poor interaction and a wide gap between the students and teachers, the college has helped everyone learn a lesson or two.
those who wanted achievement got it. those which wanted acceptance among peers, too got theirs. people got what they wanted, be it friends, love, job, power, money (ahh yes, people got that too, by hook or crook or by winning some big competitions) and for more philosophical guys like me, learning... yes .. i got my share of learning about the world and how it is designed and how it works and how to live ....
so, there is something everyone got from the college. the final acts just remind of that and wake you up to say, start loving it ... now its the time what you can do for the college .. so dont forget it .......
now then, we get to know the busy schedule ahead.... Monday is the usual day having 1 or 2 classes where arun 'maaroes' some senti to make a point.
Trying to make us remember the bond we share with teachers and more blah blah about respect and not to say bad about them (which is definately true, but being truthful has never and will never be wrong). This makes me think about the 'political correctness' and praising everyone and not saying true things despite you feel that (just for the sake of getting more promotions or more people start liking you or all the things) they call that being practical .. yes .. that is .. being true may not make you rise high but remind you that you never bent low for petty rises in life.... thats what a leader is supposed to do cause when the opportunity beckons, the true will jump higher than the sycophant followers....
anyways philosophy later, its more about the final countdown .. well wednesday comes and so does the final departmental farewell, which is a sweet suprize, with a sweet saying written specially for us on the blackboard (reminds of the school rite ). then teachers inviting us for a snack with them and casual discussion over the cup of tea.. ... then comes a classroom discussion with a beautiful message by the teachers about the 'start' of the new phase of life .... a career and really an optimistism injection which everyone would never forget ...
then comes the dinner at director's house, a special treat by the college (imagine a govt. college with all the bureaucracy all the four years to get a single rupee holding out a lavish dinner for the final yearites as a farewell gift.... something totally unexpected and something really sweet)
such acts of exuberance shows the love the authorities want to imbibe in us for the college and rightly so... they deserve it..
apart from the technical glitches, the poor interaction and a wide gap between the students and teachers, the college has helped everyone learn a lesson or two.
those who wanted achievement got it. those which wanted acceptance among peers, too got theirs. people got what they wanted, be it friends, love, job, power, money (ahh yes, people got that too, by hook or crook or by winning some big competitions) and for more philosophical guys like me, learning... yes .. i got my share of learning about the world and how it is designed and how it works and how to live ....
so, there is something everyone got from the college. the final acts just remind of that and wake you up to say, start loving it ... now its the time what you can do for the college .. so dont forget it .......
Saturday, May 2, 2009
haar ke jeetne wale ko baazigar kehte hai ....
since January, we've been going nuts about the major project. We've started from scratch, the problem, the inception of the idea, the design, the development, the testing and the final fabrication....
all these steps have gone more or less smoothly (with the first development part taking much time, which anyways, will). our bloddy out-of-the-world stealth robo has worked everytime with no exception what so ever....
we've worked hard in all the cycles with decisions all the way and the baby has grown up quite well.
till 2nd may 2 AM
bloddy 2nd may ... our fabrication was over week ago and only assembly of the robo and aesthetics remained for 1 week (imagine the consistency at which we've worked for 3 months .. i'll not go into the details bout it, but it was very consistent) just when aesthetic look's last step (putting up a start button on the bot rather than manual soldered wires) at 2 made a mess out of everything .. (those buggers which think a connection had gone awry, its not that cause we'd glue-gunned every possible wire to avoid any kind of mishap.. but still it just stopped .. like 'bhoot' coming in the circuit)
i planned to sleep at 2 while my friends were busy working damn hard. i wake up at 4 30 to read the most disastrous note by them (they slept at 3 30). bot aint working ... and our evaluation for the major project is at 8 ...
desperation time, we've done everything and actually made 'something' work by 8 15 in the morning.. we've setup everything just in the nick of time but the problem is that we havent got that much time to show them a demo at 8 40 of our robot..
we've lost... but we work hard .. over our stall and the blodddy robot is alive !!!!!!!!!!
F*** the examiners, our project is liked by teachers and its an impressive thing... ... (though the alive robot has lots of technical snags, but atleast a demo was shown and liked by all)
we've lost yes .. but atleast we've given all that we're worth off .... the best bunch of hardworkin guys ... hats off to my friends seriouslly ....
we've lost .. yes .. won 2 hearts atleast (1 of rihani who said they're my students , and the other an entrepreneur who likes our work .....esp. the code.. )
in all the last night desperation, i forgot to tell that i got no time to change my clothes (i was presenting everyone in capris - night dress), to brush (imagine the smell comin of my mouth) to do all the normal guy does .. .i got 3 hours of sleep on may 2, but that was the 'baddest' sleep of my 4 years...
call it a 'bhoot' which came into our bot to prevent it work for like 10 hours, or wateva .. but all's well that ends well ...
o .. we've lost, but i won a race on my way back home on my yamaha.. guess whom the race was against ? ?
a BMW .. (n believe me it was at break-neck acceleration from 0 to 80)..
all these steps have gone more or less smoothly (with the first development part taking much time, which anyways, will). our bloddy out-of-the-world stealth robo has worked everytime with no exception what so ever....
we've worked hard in all the cycles with decisions all the way and the baby has grown up quite well.
till 2nd may 2 AM
bloddy 2nd may ... our fabrication was over week ago and only assembly of the robo and aesthetics remained for 1 week (imagine the consistency at which we've worked for 3 months .. i'll not go into the details bout it, but it was very consistent) just when aesthetic look's last step (putting up a start button on the bot rather than manual soldered wires) at 2 made a mess out of everything .. (those buggers which think a connection had gone awry, its not that cause we'd glue-gunned every possible wire to avoid any kind of mishap.. but still it just stopped .. like 'bhoot' coming in the circuit)
i planned to sleep at 2 while my friends were busy working damn hard. i wake up at 4 30 to read the most disastrous note by them (they slept at 3 30). bot aint working ... and our evaluation for the major project is at 8 ...
desperation time, we've done everything and actually made 'something' work by 8 15 in the morning.. we've setup everything just in the nick of time but the problem is that we havent got that much time to show them a demo at 8 40 of our robot..
we've lost... but we work hard .. over our stall and the blodddy robot is alive !!!!!!!!!!
F*** the examiners, our project is liked by teachers and its an impressive thing... ... (though the alive robot has lots of technical snags, but atleast a demo was shown and liked by all)
we've lost yes .. but atleast we've given all that we're worth off .... the best bunch of hardworkin guys ... hats off to my friends seriouslly ....
we've lost .. yes .. won 2 hearts atleast (1 of rihani who said they're my students , and the other an entrepreneur who likes our work .....esp. the code.. )
in all the last night desperation, i forgot to tell that i got no time to change my clothes (i was presenting everyone in capris - night dress), to brush (imagine the smell comin of my mouth) to do all the normal guy does .. .i got 3 hours of sleep on may 2, but that was the 'baddest' sleep of my 4 years...
call it a 'bhoot' which came into our bot to prevent it work for like 10 hours, or wateva .. but all's well that ends well ...
o .. we've lost, but i won a race on my way back home on my yamaha.. guess whom the race was against ? ?
a BMW .. (n believe me it was at break-neck acceleration from 0 to 80)..
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