The Darker Side Of Light

Oh happy day!

2012-02-29T10:00:00.002-08:00

Started the day with good news, the week's been pretty ok, things might start looking up?

I don't know

2012-01-31T21:14:00.001-08:00

Got quite the scare today. The only reason I'm posting anything is cause I hadn't posted last month.

C'est Si Bon

2011-11-14T00:10:00.001-08:00

That's french for, it's good. I've been listening to that song, reminds me of simpler times when I was a lot more motivated to do work. I've realised though that my motivation has waned since May-June, this can't continue, I've resolved to work at it the way I used to work when I was a young'un. This is to document said resolution. Let's hope I work hard, and do well!

We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven

2011-10-07T01:02:00.000-07:00

I think I've mentioned this poem before, It's Ulysses by Tennyson. I'm not as able to study nowadays as I used to be able to. I still have good news though. Obviously this was the news I'd mentioned earlier on, the news I'd hoped to be able to give. This was mostly just me saying that I wanted to let people know about this earlier on.Those of you who know me personally, ought to already know what I'm talking about. Those that don't, well you can just ask?

You are not so smart

2011-09-18T23:51:00.000-07:00

I feel like I must be repeating that line to myself every day, it's not surprising, I'm surrounded by people who are, it's humbling. It's rare for something to get me to remember the variant, I'm not too dumb either. A friend, who by all accounts is brilliant at math was trying to do a proof, I was slacking off in his office, not working. We sat trying to see how we could prove it. I managed the proof. It was deceptively simple, obviously I wouldn't have even gotten the idea without his help. Just knowing that I could prove it was a good feeling though. It's been a while since I've felt good like this. That was mostly it.For anyone who is interested You are not so smart, is also a website http://youarenotsosmart.com/ the main aim of which is to make people aware of misconceptions and fallacies. It's a good way to procrastinate.

redux and its various synonyms

2011-08-11T00:17:00.000-07:00

As always, the title's unrelated to the content. After having given up on reading his work a couple of years ago after stopping Infinite Jest less than a tenth of the way through, I've been listening to quite a few of David Foster Wallace's interviews and readings and I find myself agreeing with more and more of his views on various topics. His short stories and descriptions of the absurdities seen in everyday situations are brilliant to say the least.

I don't really have much to say, I just thought I'd write something, try and be more regular than I have been so far.

2011-06-16T23:44:00.001-07:00

I was hoping to be able to make a different update here, but that's not happening. I feel like I get a continuous education on how dumb I really am.

Back to life eh?

Suspended in the aspic of the world

2011-01-31T01:22:00.000-08:00

I've begun realising how self centered I am. when I first see something, I see it from my perspective only. I can understand why others behave the way they do, but I don't give much weightage to it, if it's just different, and not "better". Let's see how best to explain this. In a conversation today where I heard the other side of the story, I was pretty dismissive of those opinions. Turns out, what I consider to be a constricting, ever reducing social circle, others don't. I presented the situation coloured by my own bias, painting a picture far darker and gloomier than reality, for of course, people actively look forward to being in that situation. People want to be a part of such a clique. My assumption that a small set of people never changing, always stagnant, would be claustrophobic, betrayed my own biases.

People value different things differently, in making a decision various aspects of the same thing are afforded completely different weights by different people. Some people will weigh one aspect of the problem so heavily they refuse to see that more than one variable even exists. These are all pretty smart people, I'm sure I've made the same mistake in many situations.

Of course, now that I think about it, all I've said is, that I think about any problem from my own perspective, and I present them on this blog along with my own bias. Geez, that's insightful. My tone's pretty different form yesterday, mostly because the aim of this post was different, more introspective, less - whatever the tone I previous used was.

Ahh well. I'll break pattern, I'll not present lyrics from a song, or any snippet of a text.

The ebb and flow of tidal fortune

2011-01-30T00:25:00.000-08:00

The last academic sessions have sucked to a reasonably large extent. Here's to hoping this one goes off better. Given my recent performance though, I don't know.

I've been beginning to feel lonely at gatherings, it's been happening for a while. People just get very, I have no words to describe it. They gather around clutching, grasping at straws that remind them of what their life used to be like. They gather in smaller and smaller groups of greater and greater specificity. They restrict themselves to familiarity, they remain within their constrictive, ever decreasing social circles. It's surprising though, the ones who used to be outcastes earlier on, fit in much more easily now, they didn't go ahead and cling to the first vestiges of their "previous" life they find. They seek no solace in the familiar, and thus have a greater variety of people within their "social circle"

I'm not sure where I stand on this, I'd like to be within the comfort of what's known, but I'd also rather not fall into that trap. I can in retrospect see what mistakes I've made. But I'm fine with it. Life after all is about, living with making suboptimal decisions at each point. I'll be breaking out of this pattern, this vortex soon though. Let's see. Circumstances out of my control prevent me from making a clean break. That's ok, I still long for the comfort of the familiar, every once in a while though, when I'm in the aforementioned familiar company, I feel the urge to leave them, I feel more alone with them than I do when alone. That's sad.

In other news everything I do is derivative, I was reading a book, and they had some point in there about only humans having the capability to create something new, to truly create. I've never done that, everything I've done has been derivative. Where does my own contribution come into this, something that's mine from start to end. People will argue that in most situations anything worth doing is complex enough to prevent it from being done/created by an individual. The times for the lone genius with that one eureka moment are long past and in all probability never were. Sadly I'm a romantic and craving for the impossible seems to be what I'm inclined to do, not out of choice or any masochistic streak mind you. If I believed in destiny I'd say I'm destined to think like this, I don't, I'll still say it though.

I was about to sign this off with my name. Haah. You almost had me there.

The Ballad of Barry Allen

I've got time to think of the beauty of a thousand variations
Of the beating of a wing
Of a hummingbird suspended in the aspic of the world
Moving slower than molasses
As i'm off to catch the girl
Who is falling off the bridge

And I'm there before she knows it
I'll be gone before she sees me
Got my hand around her waste
I pull her back to safety
By the time she knows what happens
There will be someone else who needs me
Because time keeps dragging on

And on, And on
Time keeps dragging on

I've got time to think about my past as I dodge Between the bullets how my life was so exciting Before I got this way and how long ago it was Now I never can explain by the clock that's on the Tower or the one that's in my brain

And I'm there before you know it
I'll be gone before you see me
And I'd like to get to know you
But you're talking much too slowly
And I know you'd really like me
But I never stick around
Because time keeps dragging on
And on

And you say the world goes rushing by
But it seems so slow to me
And you see a blur around you fly
But it takes too long
It seems so slow to me

How I wish I'd never gone into my lab to
Experiment that night before lightning flashed Around me
And time changed speed
Now I have to try to be so patient and wait for Calamity to strike
Because when things change in an instant
It's almost fast enough for me

And I'll be there before you know it
I'll be gone before you see me
And do you think you can imagine
Anything so lonely
And I know you'd really like me
But I never stick around
Because time keeps dragging on
And on...

And you say the world goes rushing by
But it seems so slow to me
And you complain I'm gone before you blink your eye
But it takes too long
It seems so slow

And you say the world goes rushing by
But it seems so slow to me
And I want to be there when you laugh or cry
But it takes too long
It seems so slow to me

bludgeonings of chance

2010-09-28T01:25:00.000-07:00

I've had so much to write about, but I've not written it down. I guess I've felt it'd take time away from work. Not true, there are loads of times I'm not working, and I'm sure I could take time away from doing other things and write instead. Hopefully I'll be more regular this time round.

I've been waiting for the correct time to resume this, and September is obviously the month I'd do it in. It doesn't matter if it's obvious to most or not.

It'll take me a while to get back into the groove of things, so far I seem to be doing badly on purpose, because there's no way a person could present something this badly unless they were doing it intentionally, for comedic purposes. That's not true however, this really is how incoherent I am right now, it's essentially a stream of consciousness being splattered onto this page. Splattered is probably not the word I should've used, but it conveys the image I'm trying to convey, so it stays.

I've attended two live concerts since the last post. As always, I'm posting the lyrics to one of the songs that I really liked below.

Rush "Far Cry"

Pariah dogs and wandering madmen

Barking at strangers and speaking in tongues

The ebb and flow of tidal fortune

Electrical changes are charging up the young

It's a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit

It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it

You can almost feel the current flowing

You can almost see the circuits blowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world

And the next it's falling in on me

I can get back on

One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel,

And the next it's rolling over me

I can get back on

Whirlwind life of faith and betrayal

Rise in anger, fall back, and repeat

Slow degrees on the dark horizon

Full moon rising lays silver at your feet

It's a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit

It's a far cry from the way we thought we'd share it

You can almost feel the current flowing

You can almost see the circuits blowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world

And the next it's falling in on me

I can get back on

One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel,

And the next it's rolling over me

I can get back on

It's a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit

You can almost see the circle growing

You can almost feel the planet glowing

One day I feel I'm on top of the world

And the next it's falling in on me

I can get back on

One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel,

And the next it's rolling over me

I can get back on

One day I fly through a crack in the sky

And the next it's falling in on me

I can get back on

that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven

2009-12-31T01:33:00.001-08:00

Below is an extract from a speech called "The Man in the Arena" by Teddy Roosevelt at the Sorbonne in Paris, France on April 23, 1910. The title is an extract from the last few verses from Tennyson's poem, "Ulysses.
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."

I just saw Invictus the movie. I feel inspired.

The name of the Movie is based on the Poem by William Ernest Henley. The name Invictus was given by Arthur Quiller-Couch.

Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Our hearts were singing

2009-11-03T02:25:00.000-08:00

A lot has happened, I'm reviewing two papers, I'm pretty excited about the work and about TED, where some one I was helping demoed.

- That's about all.

Imagine - A Perfect Circle (Original by John Lennon)

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

Stretching on for miles

2009-09-30T23:33:00.000-07:00

I have made a journey of a couple of 1000 Kms, and not much has changed. I guess I did have a lot to write about, but now the only thing that strikes me is how much time is wasted, and how much can be done in that time.

I've been putting in more effort now days than I have in a lot of days. I'm further from family and closer to a lot of friends, not a trade-off I'd like to make. Any one who knows me, knows exactly which option I'd choose, I'd make it without a thought.

I've gotten to work with some pretty impressive people, I've gotten to see people who I could not imagine doing what they are doing, I've seen people whom I wouldn't imagine doing any thing else. Effort is inevitable.

What can I say - it's been an experience. I've learn't that photography requires a steady hand, and especially so with cellphones.

"2000 Miles" by The Pretenders

Hes gone 2000 miles
Its very far
The snow is falling down
Gets colder day by day
I miss you

The children will sing
Hell be back at christmastime

In these frozen and silent nights
Sometimes in a dream you appear
Outside under the purple sky
Diamonds in the snow sparkle
Our hearts were singing
It felt like christmas time

2000 miles
Is very far through the snow
Ill think of you
Wherever you go

Hes gone 2000 miles
Its very far
The snow is falling down
Gets colder day by day
I miss you

I can hear people singing
It must be christmas time
I hear people singing
It must be christmas time

Fame And All Its Decadence

2009-08-24T11:22:00.000-07:00

I was reading a blog of a person I know, I was disappointed. There wasn’t enough there, he had so much potential. I’m kind of sad. I guess that I should not expect much, I was not too close to him. We’d hung out, we’d gamed together, we’d spoken, suggested movies, suggested music. Not much else, ah – well live and learn eh ?

He’s doing well though – it’s not his life I’m talking about – with respect to potential of course, it’s his blog. Who’da thunk.

I remember I’d thought one day of writing a blog post titled “my disillusionment” it started as follows – “I wonder whether I was naïve, misinformed or just plain stupid to expect anything else”. I never finished it. Is there a reason to my not finishing it ? Of course, will I share it, of course I will, but not now.

Porcupine Tree - The Sound of Muzak

Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac
Stretching on for miles

The music of the future
Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress
And neutralise your brain

Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt
Demographic
Gives what you want

Now the sound of music
Comes in silver pills
Engineered to suit you
Building cheaper thrills

The music of rebellion
Makes you wanna rage
But it's made by millionaires
Who are nearly twice your age

One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know
It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough

Locked in Clutch

2009-08-22T01:34:00.000-07:00

Every couple of years, I go back to the places of my childhood for a couple of days/weeks months etc. This allows the “positive vibes” resonate with my body strengthening the positive emotions and ensuring that I’m in harmony with my surroundings and all that jazz. Now if you believe that ? What I find interesting is that each time I arrive and meet the same people whom I’ve met over so many years – my faith in the human race is reinforced, I see what I have lost due to cynicism and how jaded I’ve become. Ah well – all for a greater good ?

I found out a couple of things over the past month, I have a fear of death, I am susceptible to the same emotions as every one else – and I am much more jaded and cynical than needed. Weirdly the fear of death was the most surprising of them all. There do indeed exist good people who do things for the betterment of others out of no apparent selfish motivation. This completely messes up my world view, sigh, I need to be in the “real world” more often, but giving up on “aura cleansing/vibration resonating” is not something I’m willing to do. Engineering Trade-off it’s called.

Amongst other things I’ve noticed while reading bad novels, I’ve realised that if you can read multiple series by the same author, their biases become obvious. At least it seems to work in retrospect as every one knows, hindsight is 20-20. George R. R. Martin seems to be one of the few without any obvious bias, so far. I’m still waiting for his song of ice and fire series to end, I hope it does get published though. I loved what he’s started, it’s epic, I just hope he finishes it.

As usual the lyrics have nothing to do with anything at all.

A Perfect Circle- "The Outsider"

Help me if you can

It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired

So could you please,

Help me understand why

You've given in to all these

Reckless dark desires

You're lying to yourself again

Suicidal imbecile

Think about it, put it on the faultline

What'll it take to get it through to you precious

I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this

Such a mess. Why would I want to watch you.

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time

What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence

Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence

Lying through your teeth again

Suicidal imbecile

Think about it, put it on the fautline

What'll it take to get it through to you precious

Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this

Such a mess. Why would I wanna watch you...

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time

What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you

Lying to my face again

Suicidal imbecile

Think about it put it on the fautline

What'll it take to get it through to you precious

I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this

Such a mess, I'm over this, over this!

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time

What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die

If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,

Do it somewhere far away from here

Numb and Strange

2009-07-16T04:37:00.000-07:00

Have been doing research by remote control, don't like it too much. I'd much rather do it in person. I've been lazing around, I like that, and dislike that, at the same time. I'm scared of not being able to remain sharp enough, of slipping.

Any ways, I've submitted one paper yesterday, got one tomorrow.

Before I Forget: Slipknot

Go!

Stapled shut, inside an outside world and I'm
Sealed in tight, bizarre but right at home
Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm
Catastrophic, not again
I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me up on all your sordid little insurrections,
I've got no time to lose, and I'm just caught up in all the cattle

Fray the strings
Throw the shapes
Hold your breath
Listen!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I'm ripped across the ditch, and settled in the dirt and I'm
I wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscretions
I've got no right to win, I'm just caught up all the battles

Locked in clutch
Pushed in place
Hold your breath
Listen!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

My end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road and my end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
THE END OF THE ROAD!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, OH!

Eons and infinity, are but a tomorrow away.

2009-06-13T11:00:00.000-07:00

So I receive an email, it lies unread in my inbox, I lie sleeping in my room, late night, loads of work. I could say something along the lines of - is an email still received unless it's been read ? Or something more 'Zen', more 'wise' less like me, I won't, mostly cause I can't come up with someting 'wise'. More importantly it was at that time that I was woken up by a call on my cell. It was the professor whom I work for, he wanted to tell me a paper I'd written and presented was being invited for publication in a journal. The deadline ? - not enough for anything to actually be done, not enough could be added, that would make it worth a journal in my opinion.

The email is below -----

Dear Authors,

We are publishing extended versions of the highly rated papers presented at yyyy at the xxxx {a rather decent journal}

Since your following paper was among the top few accepted papers relevant to xxx, we would like to invite you to publish an extended version at xxx. Kindly let us know your decision. The submission is due {Some date is mentioned}.

Thanks again for your contribution to yyyy!

Program Co-Chairs, yyyy

-----------------

A day later I am told that the deadline is significantly later, I check, it's true we have enough time. I am now buzzing with excitement.

A random, completely unrelated song to celebrate this. Interestingly the paper if I've not already mentioned this - was my undergrad thesis, it resulted in an invite, yay me.

Dream Theater - New Millennium

A single star behind me
A red sky burns ahead
A lonely light below me
Awake among the dead
An overwhelming feeling
Leaves me numband strange
A sense of new beginning
I sense a wind of change

Out with the old useless
People so cold ruthless welcome
In a new millennium
How many times must i
Live out this nightmare i
Can't wait until a new millennium

I've got this feeling
The tide is turning now baby
Funny feeling everything's gonna be alright now

Living out a constant deja vu
Keep your head up
Please be patient we will get to you
Keep your head up
Just have some faith and you can see it
Through
Keep your head up
But faith don't pay the rent that's overdue
Keep your head up
All that's glittering is turning blue
Keep your head up
What they want from me ain't gotta clue
Keep your head up
Swallow pride before it swallows you
Keep your head up
Don't dare bite the hand that's starving you
Keep your head up

How can you keep your head
And not go insane when the only light at the end
Of the tunnel is another train

The lies ten feet tall
Have broken my fall
Welcome you all new millennium

It's well overdue and i can't wait to
Welcome in a new millennium
I've got this feeling
The tide is turning now baby
Funny feeling
Everything's gonna be alright now

Scar where all my urges bled

2009-06-02T13:42:00.000-07:00

So, the advantage of being in academia ? Well, it ensures you've never forgotten what your nightmares were like, as a child. Don't you agree ? No ? Maybe you've just not gotten that kind of stress, that's fine. It's good. Fortunately for me, I have people I can share most of these things with, last week was not the best though in terms of nightmares, three in a week, or was it two. They are blurred, I only remember the feeling, multiple in a day does not bode well I guess.

Ah - well. C'est la vie, non ?

Muse: Butterflies And Hurricanes

change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights, battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead

best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now

change,
everything you are
and everything you were
your number has been called
fights and battles have begun
revenge will surely come
your hard times are ahead

best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now

don't,
let yourself down
don't let yourself go
your last chance has arrived

best,
you've got to be the best
you've got to change the world
and you use this chance to be heard
your time is now

Speak to me now and the world will crumble

2009-05-03T05:56:00.000-07:00

Yes, I've been listening to Opeth a little too much. The point however is this, I shall do something that I do not often do, talk about an issue that has been bothering me of late. Yes, I shall talk about my opinions on a matter apart from my life, I shall do what "good" bloggers and writers do.

The issue of course, is how sporting events divide people amongst each other. Actually that was all that I had to say about it, I hate how that happens, so club sports end up irritating me a lot. That's about it.

On the other hand, I've found brilliant new music at long last. Tool is now complemented by Porcupine Tree, Opeth, Dream Theater and Rush. I'll post lyrics to one of their songs below.

Porcupine Tree: The Sound Of Muzak

Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac
Stretching on for miles

The music of the future
Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress
And neutralise your brain

Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt
Demographic
Gives what you want

Now the sound of music
Comes in silver pills
Engineered to suit you
Building cheaper thrills

The music of rebellion
Makes you wanna rage
But it's made by millionaires
Who are nearly twice your age

One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know
It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough

The queen of spades

2009-04-30T11:43:00.000-07:00

Well, I guess this had to be done. I needed to make a decision, I have almost made one. I choose to be pragmatic and level headed I think. I've not completely made up my mind. I'll most probably be doing that though. The more I think about it, the more I realise that I do not have the risk taking thing. That they say you should have, oh I have it, but I seem to not do the whole following of the heart bit too well.

I also realised that I am to a large extent fickle and what I like now - I might not like two years down the line, and what I might like then I might never have heard of now.

The thing is, you most probably don't even know what I'm talking about, I've kept most of you in the dark, for a reason. I want there to be asymmetric flow of information, keeps some part of the dynamic in my hand. Some of you know the complete story, some who do don't visit this, that's alright, they get told more than you'd care to know.

Song time I guess, ps: the title, King of hearts would have left people with an interesting expectation. Hence the other card that popped into my head - the ace of spades- hence well you get the general idea. The King of hearts would be the title 'cause well the decision I need to make most probably will break my heart. I most probably have already subconsciously made it. Any ways, song time, I've been listening to Dream Theater a lot, of late so this is what dictates the choice, not related to the above post, as such.

Lost in the sky
Clouds roll by and I roll with them
Arrows fly
Seas increase and then fall again

This world is spinning around me
This world is spinning without me
Every day sends future to past
Every breath leaves one less to my last

Watch the sparrow falling
Gives new meaning to it all
If not today nor yet tomorrow then some other day

Ill take seven lives for one
And then my only fathers son
As sure as I ever did love him
I am not afraid

This world is spinning around me
The whole world keeps spinning around me
All life is future to past
Every breath leaves me one less to my last

Pull me under pull me under
Pull me under Im not afraid
All that I feel in honor and spite
All I can do is set it right

Dust fills my eyes
Clouds roll by and I roll with them
Centuries cry
Orders fly and I fall again

This world is spinning inside me
The whole world is spinning inside of me
Every day sends future to past
Every step brings me closer to my last

Pull me under pull me under
Pull me under Im not afraid
Living my life too much in in the sun
Only until your will is done

Serotonin Rush

2009-03-26T18:32:00.000-07:00

That's what I felt, it was a calming feeling - to know that the other person is truly concerned. That you're not just any one. I knew that of course, people have mentioned it, and I've been consulted on things I would not imagine being consulted on anywhere else, I've been treated like an equal.

But today I was treated like a student, with a concerned teacher, it felt nice. There was concern surprise, awe at my stupidity, reassurance and a quiet suggestion that alternatives exist. I've never considered the alternatives maybe I should, I might, I'd be devastated, but I might.

Now I leave you with an opeth song - I really found this to be particularly nice.

Death Whispered A Lullaby: Opeth

Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hill there are men returning
Trying to find some peace of mind

Sleep my child [4x]

Under the fog there are shadows moving
Don't be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands
Sleep my child [4x]

Speak to me now and the world will crumble
Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all
Sleep my child [4x]

They were the best of times

2009-03-21T14:25:00.000-07:00

Well no, they certainly were not, they were much closer to the worst of times to be more truthful. There was nothing extraordinary, nothing special. There were pangs of envy, there always are. You might have an image of how bad it is, do not worry, you're right, it is that bad. The reason I tell you to not worry, is not because you are letting your imagination run wild with implications and possibilities, it's because you're letting it run wild trying to gauge the effects of said implications et. al. on me and my reactions to them. They will be taken care of. I will have to, options of any other sort are not available to me. They exist mind you, I choose not to recognise them, to ignore them, the desporation borne of this should result in something. I've made the choice, let's see - this after all is the greatest of all experiments.

There will be days of sadness, followed by - satisfaction, yes there will be no joy. A slight sliver maybe, tempered with the knowledge that something better exists, leading ultimately to more dissatisfaction than you'd want. It's a price I pay, not willingly mind you, not gladly, but begrudgingly, because I feel I have no other option. I do not want to know about that other person, I know already, in my heart of hearts I know. There will be days of cleverness, of elegance, nothing over the top, nothing extreme, but they will help understand why it is that I do what I do. Why I want to do that. They will be few, randomly spaced, each successive one an oasis in a sea of doubt. The suffering that will be experienced - will be required, there is no guarantee it will help, none that others require it as well, but it will be required, it always is.

There was no reason for this post, it is vague at its best, purposely made so, if you don't understand what it's about - you're most probably not the target audience, if you did, think again, yes of course, you are right, but still - think again. I ask you to think, mostly because I seem to not want to, it is surprising but the effort to actually sit down and form coherent thoughts seems to leave me weak, gasping for air, like a cat on mars, hoping its last life still remains. Nevertheless these functions, writing, talking, they require no thought on my part, this sadly is the truth. The joy of intense thought has left, I feel unable to bear the process, the time it takes, the arduousness of it all. If all of this seems familiar to you, the feelings and the frustration. Then you have my pity, no one should feel this way, I know I feel like this but it is temporary, I'll find my joy soon enough, I hope you do as well. No, I did not mean sympathy.

The tone was different, have you seen grainy video ? The tone here would have suited a grainy video, the cinematic kind, not the one that was called cinematic cause there was no better camera available, but the pretentious kind. No I was not being pretentious. No, I do not in fact think I know what questions are running through your head, I answer the ones I'd assumed would come up.

No lyrics that reflect what I've said, I have nothing dark and morbid enough. They may exist, but I don't have them. Lyrics for an unrelated song follow nonetheless, Placebo.

"Sleeping with ghosts" - Placebo

The sea's evaporated
Though it comes as no surprise
These clouds we're seeing
They're explosions in the sky
It seems it's written
But we can't read between the line

Hush
It's okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

This one world vision
Turns us in to compromise
What good's religion
When it's each other we despise
Damn the government
Damn their killing
Damn their lies

Hush
It's okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

Soulmates never die
Never die
Soulmates never die
Never die...
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die

Twisted Nails of Faith

2009-02-24T03:02:00.000-08:00

Very interesting things have happened, AMD sold off their mobile division to Qualcomm, Intel is outsourcing their ATOM production to TSMC and Nvidia might just get into x86 based chips. Not many people understand the implications of these things - suffice to say things are messed up. The current economic situation as everyone calls it, has messed things up a lot.

I've recently come back to listening to TOOL and let me be the first person to say that they are awesome. Speaking of music, there are two interesting songs by Smashing Pumpkins (there are many but these two are special for a different reason) these two - named the 'Beginning is the end is the beginning' and the 'End is the beginning is the end' have been created for two super hero movies namely "Batman and Robin" and 'Watchmen' (not necessarily in that order, and fans of watchmen will argue with me for calling it a superhero movie, but lets not get into that) . I've put the lyrics to both the songs later on. There was also my rediscovery of 'Crazy town' via a song of theirs called 'Discovery' pretty nice.

I remember there was a comet that was supposed to be visible around the 26th or so of Feb sadly I couldn't see it mostly because I had no telescope or binoculars but also because well everything in the nightsky seemed tinged with green that night, searching for a green tinged comet was not exactly - easy. A remark on the ides of march coming up made me remember books by Richard Armour, his books were almost integral to my childhood and memories of reading them during the summer are still very very close to me. Reading those books draped over chair's armrests and eating Leechis are in fact very very - enwarming and enfuzzying.

Nothing much of note has happened I'm awaiting march madness, as are a lot of other people, lets see what it results in. 'Twisted nails of faith' by the way is a song by 'Cradle of Filth', not an exceptional song, or even a good one, but one whose name I happen to like.

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning - Smashing Pumpkins
The Watchmen version

Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain

Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain

Time has stopped before us
The sky cannot ignore us
No one can separate us
For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Cause now I can begin again

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Strange
Strange
Strange

The End is the Beginning is the End - Smashing Pumpkins
The Batman Version

The sewers belch me up
The heavens spit me out
From ethers tragic I am born again
And now I'm with you now
Inside your world of wow
To move in desires made of deadly pretends
Till the end times begin

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Strange

Climb my ribcage to
The replays run for you
Unhook my lights to peek behind the flash
For I am crystal chrome
I am shatter dome
I am kremlin king of angels avenged
To destroy the end

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain

The zeppelins rain upon us
The guns of love disastrous
A shadow lies amongst you
To defy the future cast

Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Strange
Strange

Pilot of the storm

2009-01-25T11:57:00.000-08:00

Lines from 'Kashmir', and they are interesting. The complete line is 'O pilot of the storm that leaves no trace/ Like thoughts inside a dream'. Though I understand the imagery well enough, I do however remember my thoughts at least during some memorable dreams.

The point however is exactly that, none of us would like to be like the aforementioned pilot, or aforementioned dreams - evanescent. Most would like to have impact. That's about all I'll say on these lines.

I had a lot to write, I'll not do so. I end up making fun of people who are sincere about opening up their souls on the net, I don't think I'll stop doing that any time soon. Imagine me going around seeing things other people don't and finally whispering - "I see lame people", that's how I feel, and I don't want to hurt their feelings.

In local news, there was much fun to be had, and many sweets to be partaken of, during the 12th to 14th Feb period. I had been volunteerd for a workshop, and basically did work, so I got to eat dessert, and only dessert for dinner - if I so chose. I was not shameless enough, I ate a little salad as well sadly.

In world news now, Sweden reports trial results on 'The Pirate's Bay' which seems to be going well for the defendants, when asked to comment they said - "We've never read you're blog or met you, we're not going to comment", despite declining to comment they still have my support. The prosecution seems to have been making a fool of themselves, to quite an extent, which is totally awesome. Ploys such as the 'KingKong' defense, 'Twinkie' defence and the 'Chewabacca' defence are being used by both parties - the 'KingKong' variety being an invention of the current defence attorney, used first for this trial. By the by, I kid you not, those are actual names, you can check them up on wikipedia.

For those in the dark, there was an EPIC EPOCH moment in *nix, it had been 1234567890 seconds since *nix was first made, this happened a couple of days back. Many people celeberated, I slept, I like *nix, but come on seriously ? Geek much ? (nothing wrong with being a geek, by the way but celeberate awesomeness not this !).

Went shopping, got my luck back, being as superstitious as I am etc. The important thing here is the placebos effect, and that only. I also happened to have dreamt about this particular shopping trip about a couple of years ago, Vu jàDé any one ? (that was Déjà vu - messed up, for the exceptionally order loving).

In one of his recent comics, XKCD posed a question, a dilema if you will. How do you use emotes within paranthesis, my solution has always been to either ignore it (how inelegant of me) or to use {} and [], instead of paranthesis. Square brackets seems to be better - from an aesthetic view point, and easily replace the parenthesis. However in case there is a convention that is being followed and they cannot - I have no solution, I suggest you speak about it during the next "World Meet on Important Matters(tm)".

Work on genetic algorithms was fun while it lasted, though it sounds cool, it was not. It was however easy to work with, and slightly messed up in terms of the terminology. In the initial variants I had gotten it to not work, but it was 'not working' so well that I didn't have the heart to debug. I had to however, I did, Vini, Vidi, Computer-Break-i, those in the know, know of my 5 years of latin studies, (I did in fact use textbooks, for those interested in learning - I'd suggest "Astrix the Gaul" as your starting point).

I have also noticed at times, 5 rats running around in my floor of the building where I stay. They aren't blind and all seem to not be tailless. I cannot imagine a sight scarier, if three blind mice can cause a ruckus, I don't want to be around for when these 5 sighted set decide to have their revenge. Others in the same floor, also had a similar idea(wrt being scared of the rats of course), being engineers, the lazy set - they caught a cat off the street and brought it up to the floor. I've never seen chain staring to this depth before, it happens in movies girl staring at a guy who is staring at a different girl etc. etc. ? But in real life ? Person 1 staring at person 2, who is staring at the cat who is staring intently at rat 1 who is staring at rat 2, ..., rat 5.

Now most of you would look at the above statement and say, "Hey what the hell - indexing from 1 ? Have I turned into a sellout ?". The answer is no, I've always loved C, and will never sell out to fortran or pascal or whatever, once a zero indexer always a zero indexer. However, I've never labeled variables starting from zero, I've used it mostly for array indices, no matter what the language( Except for SciLab/MATlab), and hence I've remained true to the language I started out with.

Back to the question of rats ? Well I got no clue what happened to the cat, or the rats, a set of 5 rats still run around, still not sightless or tailless. We cannot verify if these are indeed the same rats, zombie rats, or a set of replacement rats sent by the dogfather, that chin scratching mongrel. The cat is nowhere to be seen. Lots of us would of course venture on to ask the question, Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Those of us without the required year 1 reading in "Astrix", would ask who gaurds the gaurds. The answer is surprisingly obvious. Math will gaurd the gaurds, we use math to check if the gaurds are slacking off and what the probability of said slacker type behaviour is. Error Correcting Codes for those of you who might be interested, would be one such mathematical technique. CRC is the simplest of such techniques and LDPC (something I've worked on) one of the most effective.

That's about all, we'll be skipping the weather report(the convo that is) for this session, next up the news at 0.

Jesus Doesn't want Me for a Sunbeam Lyrics

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.

Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.

Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.

Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die.
Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.

Sometimes a great notion

2009-01-19T11:01:00.000-08:00

Yes it's true I made a scary reference in the title itself. 'Sometimes a Great Notion' is a novel by Ken Kesey, the same guy who wrote One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Now the scary part of the reference is that it refers to an american folk song “Goodnight, Irene” which has a line in it that goes -

Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in the town
Sometimes I get a great notion
To jump into the river an’ drown

However, just to be on the safe side - no, I'm not contemplating suicide nor am I going all goth and emo on you. I just liked the name. Sometimes I' get a great notion. I forget it immediately scared of its significance.

Any ways I'd spent the whole of last month doing nothing. Went home, had an awesome time, home is always awesome and I guess it ranks above just about everything else so it's off the scale as well. Got back in touch with people I hadn't seen in a long time - another really wonderful thing. Went to visit friends on new years, well okay, not exactly. I'd gone for work - presenting stuff, getting money from the powers that be, conning the corporates into doing the boring bits ... the usual. The December trips were rather nice - a change from the usual grind.

Went to the crosswords there, while being corporate, it turned out to be totally useless. Spent four days in an office in T-shirt and Jeans while every one else was in relatively more formal clothes, 'twas silly of them to be like that. Spent new years with friends, which was a lot more fun than it would have been back here. The best part was being with Asthana, Karry, Neta - I've not felt so free and able to be me in a long time, it was like being back in college or home or something. I was me again, no superficial veneer, to be me in person and to be able to talk the way I do naturally and not have to 'tone myself down' for the benefit of people. It was liberating.

Then within a couple of days I went home again, the conference was there - and that was one of the best experiences I've had this year. Seeing as how the year just started, I'd be surprised to see you raise your eyebrow at that statement, but it's true. In fact since my last to last post in Nov. 2008, it would have been the best experience (notice the whole disregard all trips to home clarifier made earlier). That, that post was prompted by something that made me feel good for a day and this made me feel good for about three days, should give an example of how much fun it was. I did in fact hog my self on dessert, I did in fact ingnore the very pained look that the people who were serving us gave me, and their raised eyebrows. I realised that being shameless has it's advantages in highbrow places - you get to have more fun. The presentation went of rather well, I missed out on some serious drama cause I was rehearsing for my presentation but I got to hear all about it later on. I guess I should clarify, I'm not sure that my presentation went off well because I was on autopilot. I switched off, started talking and only regained consciousness around the end when some one asked me a couple of questions in that wonderfully incredulous voice. The questions were flattering along the lines of - "You did WHAT ?", "You seriously expect us to believe you did THAT ?", and "What in your opinion allowed you to do THAT ?". This coupled with getting to be home for three days made it all worth the travel.

Coming back was irritating, the train was four hours late. A friend of mine, a medico friend of mine to be more precise had asked me once - why and engineer ?. I guess saying something like I get to have fun works with most people, but those who end up doing the whole medicine line ? I guess they need a higher calling. "Doctors save lives, what on earth good does an engineer do ?", Now a question like that can only be answered with wit, intelligence and awesome. Not being all that of any - I just said something lame like you save lives, but we make lives worth saving and went off to sleep. However, recently I guess the fun just wasn't there any more, I couldn't sustain my self only on my work. That was scary. I had a fun weekend however, which seems to have taken care of whatever - mini-burnout, I'd suffered. One of the best weekends of the past three months. Yes, January seems to have been not only eventful but also rather awesome. I read these lines recently, it's a poem by tennyson it's called ulysses and these are the last six lines in it. I guess I can relate at times, feeling old and weary and tired does seem to be a positive feedback type situation.

Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

As for new music, nothing that I would jump up and down at. So I leave you with Coheed and Cambria, 'Welcom Home', for those who don't get it when they listen to it - the song has been inspired by Led Zep's 'Kashmir', the riffs follow. I wish this was the one song I can play on the guitar rather than the Nirvana one I've posted below. I get the feeling that if I try now I'll fail miserably at playing any song at all.

Also I just got the collection of Harry Belafonte, tears of joy/sorrow, thy name is nostalgia. So a bonus lyrics post of 'Mama Look a Booboo'

Led Zepplin - Kashmir

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.

Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin
Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.

When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there

Let me take you there. let me take you there

---------------------------------------------------------------

Harry Belafonte - 'Mama Look a BooBoo'


I wonder why nobody don' like me?
Or is it de fact dat I'm ugly?
I wonder why nobody don' like me?
Or is it de fact dat I'm ugly?
     I leave my own-a house and go
     My children don't want me no mo'
     Bad talk inside de house dey bring
     And when I talk dey start to sing

cho: "Mama, look-a boo boo," dey shout;
     Dem mama tell dem, "Shut up you mout',
     Dat is you daddy." "Oh, no!
     My daddy can't be ugly so!"
     "Shut you mout', go away." "Mama look-a boo-boo dey."
     Ugh!
     "Shut you mout', go away."
     "Mama look-a boo-boo dey."

I couldn't even digest me supper
Due to de children's behavior
"John!" "Yes, pa!" "Come here for a moment,
Bring de belt, you're much too impudent."
     John says it's James who started first
     James tells the story in reverse
     I drag me belt from off me waist
     You should hear dem screaming all round de place

So I began to question de motha'
"Dese children ain't got no behavior!"
So I began to question de motha'
"Dese children ain't got no behavior!"
     "Dey're playin' wit' you," my wife declare
     "You should be proud of dem, my dear"
     Dese children were taught too bloomin' slack
     Dat ain't no kind of joke to crack

What they say

2008-12-05T21:41:00.000-08:00

You know what they say about no risk no reward. Well that's stupid. There are somethings that are crucial, you don't take risks with them. People in the know, know what I'll be referring to what it is that I consider to be crucial to me. Now, there is something stupider than no risk no reward, that is taking the risk for a pointless reason for something which is that crucial. Here comes the cherry on top of it all, taking it when you rationally realise what is happening and still don't do anything about it - that is the biggest idiocy of them all.

That's what I just did. Now, off to sulk in my own solitude.

In The Waiting Line

Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop

Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me

Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see

Nine to five
Living lies
Everyday
Stealing time
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can

Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you feel
It doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see

Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not be seen
And I'll hide away for another day

Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see

Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can

So you think you can

2008-11-26T15:12:00.000-08:00

Well, not exactly dance ? but closer to remain amoral. I did something today, it helped me. I also in a way did something that was ethically - incorrect.

It helped me though, it helped me a lot. Saying it out aloud is just one way to gain redemption, to be able to continue being amoral.

Still I'm Sad

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still I'm sad

All my sounds my tears just fall into days
They are driving the night will find they are lost
Now I found the wind is blowing time into my heart
When the wind blows hard we are apart
Still I'm sad

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still I'm sad

Still I'm sad
Oh heart, I'm sad
Still I'm sad
Oh heart, I'm sad

Speaking of benchmarks

2008-11-01T08:07:00.000-07:00

Well episode 13 season 4 of scrubs was interesting, the most interesting thing in it however was the statement that JD made - "You're the one who is supposed to struggle, not me", hmm why does that sound familiar to me. It seems interesting to me that those of us who work on performance of systems don't worry too much with respect to our own performance ? How do you benchmark a human being ? when do you start thinking that a human being is obsolete and should be left to the pasture - whether he is 21 or 89. I've been told that these thoughts are 'an emotional trap', 'ego problems' and 'crazy talk'. Maybe we all really should be made to watch scrubs, just to get life lessons from it.

On the subject of benchmarks I have a couple of the more - 'gooey' things in life - those things that can't be defined with quantitative numbers. This is garaunteed to satisfy that itch to arrange, sort, serialise and stack. I present the 'Harry Potter' bench mark for fantasy novels. When you haven't read it but have read one of the harry potter series do as follows - take two books you read that the person whom you are talking to has also read. Now ask him/her (Let's stick to him for convinience) to rate the books you spoke of with respect to the harry potter series compare where you've put them with where he's put them. Now do the same for the book being refered to you. This lets you judge a couple of things, do your tastes match his, and how much weightage should the book be given. The second benchmark is for relating to a person how well an author has done with the book. Take the book - distill it into it's basic essence that is create a rough outline of the universe created by him. Now, think of what the most awesome things you could have done with respect to the same universe, now modify the universe slightly and do the same thing, do it a couple of times. Grade all the changes you made now go tell the idea to a person who has roughly the same taste as per the harry potter benchmark as you, ask them to grade it on the harry potter bench mark. Do not insert any bias at all and do the same with all the iterations you had. If you start scoring below harry potter as your number of changes increase, then place the idea above harry potter. If the increasing modifications doesn't have any correlation to the position in the benchmark put it along side harry potter, and if it decreases then put it below harry potter. We call this it iterative variant of the harry potter benchmark.

We also present here some ideas on the anime. The basic underlying point of some successfull (pop culture not rabid-anime-fan-escaflowne-is-godlike-or-I-kill-you-variety) 'collecting items'. That's right, I've revealed the basis of almost every successfull anime here - you need to collect stuff. Alright, so I've made an oversimplification, the point is - during each episode you need a monster of the week type situation which ties in well with the over all story line. There are very few ways of doing this in a formuliac manner - the simplest is to collect stuff. Take Bleach for example - you collect new zanpaktu's - not literally of course, but each week or couple of weeks you get to see a new type of sword with new powers and a new cool name and a new cool 'slogan' associated with it. This means that each week you get that craving to find out what happens this week, they feed you as little as they can get away with, and then drag it on untill next week. A benchmark for anime has not been fully developed, the use of bleach and naruto instead of harry potter is suggested, naruto seems to be a more popular option. Note that manga and anime both may be benchmarked the same way.

Now I've spent some time listening to Norah Jones, I think people should. Her voice is incredibly awesome, and the piano suits it well. So here is a song that I like a lot.

Norah Jones - Don't Know Why I Didn't Come

I waited 'til I saw the sun
I don't know why I didn't come
I left you by the house of fun
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching tear drops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine
You'll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine
You'll be on my mind
Forever

Something has to make you run
I don't know why I didn't come
I feel as empty as a drum
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come

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Sinc wave Sine Wave controversy

2008-09-04T05:01:00.000-07:00

This is to help those poor souls who still end up on the wrong page despite my previous post go to the end of this post you'll find your sine and sinc explanation there. Since I used to turn to the internet for information while I had to deal with sines and sincs I'll help them out. Turns out search engine optimization is tougher than I thought, but this should nail it. I have the search terms in the title, and shall be referring to them once again in the body.

Now for the math. People interested in Sine and Sinc waves, or Sinc and Sine waves look no further a short summary is given below.

sin(pi*x)/(pi*x) can be called a sinc(x) wave, and from what I remember it is the result of a fourrier transform on a square wave. wider the square wave the sharper the sinc, the thinner the square the wider the sinc.

Like I'd said in my previous post- remember always - time frequency duality. That means that what looks like something (say X) in the time domain can look like something else (say Y) in the frequency domain. What is interesting is that if you have the shape Y in the time domain it will look like X in the frequency domain. I had a project I'd made that converted images to sound via their frequency a little more complex than I'd like, done in matlab though so shouldn't be a problem to most to make something similar the reason for using frequency - we know that the human eye has a range as does the human ear create a map for the extreme ends map to frequency take inverse fourrier voila - sound. Any one wonder what a picasso sounds like ?

Mada Mada Dane

2008-08-22T10:57:00.000-07:00

To those of you who don't know what this means - boo. Well no, it means "You've still got a long way to go", like a taunt of sorts in japanese. The mada mada part is what makes it that - one mada is good, two mada's is bad ahh well what can you expect from a language with over 12 degrees of politeness (not to diss the language at all), atleast that's what harsha says.

A lot of the guys have left, in fact most have. I am surprised at how some feel they haven't coped too well and are lonely while others seem to be having a blast. Don't know. This post has been some time in coming, so I think I'll split it accross several closely spaced posts. For those that don't know - my lappy stopped working quite recently so I'm still kind of upset, send money and chocolates (and new laptops) to get me in a better mood. Ok, so now updates of a less morbid variety for those who want music I'd suggest muse if you haven't already tried it "Apocolypse please", "Stockholme syndrome" and "Assassin" being favorites untill my lappy breathed it's dying gasps. The Angra cover for Led Zep's Kashmir is of course also very very awesome. Kittie is good - but not all just some, especially those with the overlaid melodic with guttarals. Coheed and Cambria for those getting started is also pretty nice, but you need to stick with them a little, start with "Welcome Home", which is awesome.

While on the way from Home to work, which in case you didn't know of, I had gone home for about a month or so - mid June to mid July, I met this interesting auto guy. Now this is what he tells me and I repeat it as best I remember it. The secret to good health is to get up at 5 in the morning, drink water from a silver (or was it copper I forget, take silver - scientifically proven) thi s water should have been used for the germination of 'desi chana', not any other kind. Then excercise till about 6 or so, then work drink ganna juice around 12:00 or so. Have a light lunch drink not more than two cups of tea a day, do not induldge in anything excessively - don't do too much muscle building otherwise you'll regret it. Yes, and sleep at 1 or so that means about 4 hours of sleep a day not more, no chance. These tidbits of wisdom cost me about 30 Rs. extra - but then who am I to complain if the elixir to eternal life costs that much, it could easily be a lot more. Then is the people who I live around, that's for the next post though, their sense of morality is rather entertaining. Till then read the webcomic abstruse goose, XKCD-ish with more science and less tech.

I also realised a lot of people seem to get this page when they search for sinc waves and sine waves. People sin(pi*x)/(pi*x) can be called a sinc(x) wave, and from what I remember it is the result of a fourrier transform on a square wave. wider the square wave the sharper the sinc, the thinner the square the wider the sinc - remember always - time frequency duality.

Now that the lesson for the day is over we move onto the much awaited lyrics section.

Muse - Assassin

War is overdue
The time has come for you
To shoot your leaders down
Join forces underground

Lose control
With increasing pace
Warped and bewitched
Intend to erase
Whatever they say
These people out torn
A wild and bereft
Assassin is born (yeah)

Aim, shoot, kill your leaders,
Aim, shoot, kill...

Oppose and disagree
Destroy Demonocracy

Lose control
With increasing pace
Warped and bewitched
Intend to erase
Whatever they say
These people out torn
A wild and bereft
Assassin is born (yeah)
[Aim, Shoot, Kill...]

The guesstimator.

2008-06-18T13:01:00.000-07:00

It has been some time since I last posted. Been busy with the papers of course, however I have been lazy as well as expeceted. I have of course just as every one already has - downloaded firefox 3 it's good, exactly what I need for a new browser the memory footprint is down with a little set of tweaks, it's as fast as required and it has all the eye candy any one needs . Sai has been obsessing over some pathetic twitter posts and blog or the other. As expected my contact with the others has been reduced, conversations on the net trickled down to a few lines a week - at best.

It seems as though there isn't much to write, there is of course, but nothing has been collated. I have been watching some TV series, some comedy central stuff there is a kid Demetri Martin he's rather good. Then there is George Carlin he's a little profane but otherwise insightful. On the whole a not very productive but also not unproductive week. The papers are coming along fine by the way. Music has started getting to be repetitive back to Rob Zombie I guess, although Fuel seems to be good as well, need some time off before I get back in the mood for TOOL. I got introduced to Muse - decent music progressive rock Coheed and Cambria are better but then they are different, Flower Kings and King Crimson are closer in style to them Super Massive Black Hole seems to be a decent song.

Fuel - Quater.

I know I'm dead before my time
I know It's coming down
If you could only see what's right
You'd see what's coming 'round

[Chorus:]
So I walk Alone
I ask no quarter friend
I walk alone
Til I find you again

I know no place to call my bed
But I know this thorny crown
If you would only feed your head
You'd see your hands are bound

[Chorus]

A sine wave ? is it a sinc wave? No it's Superwave !!

2008-05-16T05:53:00.000-07:00

It seems that the fact that life has it's ups and downs is common knowledge, what isn't I guess is whether is high low structure is continuous like a since wave ? or sudden - discrete if you will, like a square wave. Do the highs or lows follow a pattern ? would the amplitude said highs and lows decrease over time ? will it increase will it oscillate rapidly varying with some random parameter ?(is it a stable ? decaying? or increasing ? wave). What is the Fourrier Transform of said wave form.

These and many other thoughts are going through my head now, now that I've left, now that I realise that my BTP was not as trivial as I thought as it was (designing a co-processor in a super computer - as an undergrad, not half bad is it ? - well I wasn't alone, but still a team of two.) - this being the high of the day. The fact that our design was not radically different from the one we were trying to beat, which came to light when I asked the guys who had come over to understand our design, a couple of questions and it becomes painfully clear that people can publish whatever they feel like, explanations don't matter, and that the work we had done, which seemed to be so revolutionary as compared to the others was in fact very similar to the work we were set out to beat.

Ahh .. sweet irony. Well not so sweet any ways, I heard a pretty interesting comment the other day, I'm talking about how the change in the electric field affects the magnetic field and vice versa in the case of Electro Magnetic Waves, and a guy says - "But damn it why does it move?", actually a very interesting question I know an electro magnetic wave has its E vectors, H vectors and Z vectors orthonormal to each other - but why must it have a Z vector at all ? I thought this has something to do with the equations of the wave when combined with whatever relativity Einstein cooked up - they only give a traveling wave equation. May be some one who is interested can model what a stationary (standing wave) version of an EM-wave would look like.

Let's see what else I left college - not tearful at all, I thought I may be but I wasn't. Some guys did come to see me off - that felt nice, I would have been much more worse off had no one come to see me off, I guess. Also I heard this song with respect to Delft's computer engineering department's unofficial video - it is a sad song but evokes a nice feeling, maybe because I have heard it in Harsha's room so often that I automatically associate it with that.

Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming

[Chorus:]
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Die die die die die

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were barking at a new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day 'til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.

Incidentally for those interested I have realised that method of visualising numbers that I use, it seems I hear them as compared to seeing them in my head, although I can see them and count if I try (without hearing them) - but that is strenuous, interesting to know though.

A Farewell

2008-04-14T10:43:00.000-07:00

Well, since I ended up missing my own farewell I went to the dept. farewell (it shall be called VALFI from now on), it was a staid affair at least for the time that I was there. I was told that the VALFIs at the hostels are a lot more important and interesting. On the plus side, I got to have vanilla ice-cream with gulab jamun, a nice combo indeed.

I hunted on the net for VALFI and found a blog with a couple of links to it ... seems to be a guy from IIT-B himself.

http://kaustubhyn.blogspot.com/2006/04/start-of-valfi-s.html
http://kaustubhyn.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-valfi.html

Seems to be a sentimental thing. Well I got to have my share of food, the profs. made lame speeches about making sure that they kept the IIT-B name aloft etc. ... well I guess I am calling them lame maybe some people were inspired, but hey this is a subjective thing not an activist blog (there are wayy too many of those in my opinion). Any ways ... an interesting experience if there ever was one. You could kind of tell that the sentimentality of the situation had gotten to some of the people if not all.

Some points to note
- Seems that these guy had their endsems at this time (well 16th is one exam I know that for sure), so they could have their farewell this late so should we...
- Instead of titles to some people, they have profile readings (these are written by and read by your own batch mates it seems) and this happens for every one. It is way better and more senti as it should be (it also lasts all night).

Thats all I guess, I am sure that people reading/not reading this may/may not find this interesting. Any ways till then.

Hastalavista BayBee ...

So long, and Thanks for all the Fish!!!

2008-04-03T23:51:00.000-07:00

As ussual, I have made a half hearted attemept at a witty title and yet ... not managed it. Any ways, I remember some time back, I was in 2nd year I guess, thinking to myself that the seniors were getting way to attatched to the college I mean they actually missed being there, and they liked it and ... well you get the general idea. Then during the 3rd year when we gave the seniors their farewell once again I was all gung ho about not caring for the college once I'd pass out.

Well ... Today is our farewell, which I wont get to attend cause of the fact that my BTP is outside, in BBay which is not all that far away, but prior comitments have been made and must be kept. This is the only thing I have against my juniors they kept the date at some akward time which is neither too close to BTP-1 in which case I might have managed to attend it, I managed synapse after all, nor too close to BTP-2 which I can't fault them for, cause they got their endsems at that time I guess.

Any ways, my point being that I had thought that I would not miss the college when finally my time came to leave. I was right of course, but I was wrong as well, I dont miss the place, what I do miss are the poeple. I mean I have spent 4 years of my life living with the same set of people, they are as close as friends can get, so although I cannot attend the farewell I am doing somthing else. I am ermm... wrting a sort of 'Thank you for ...." for a lot of the guys that I knew over the course of the 4 years, I will most probably miss out on most, that I did know, that isnt because I forgot them (though it might be), but cause - 1) I am lazy, 2) There isnt anything specific man .. it's just in general. So, for those guys I am thanking them right now for whatever interaction small or prolonged (yeah, poor you) we had. I had thought of making the list alphabetical or somthing, but thats too difficult so I'm jsut typing them just like that, randomised to remove any sembelance or priority.

Thanks Harsha for a Bed even though you wanted to sleep, a fellow anime fan even though I spoiled them all for you, and well simpely for being you man ... For doing wiered things like not having chocolate, for doing SEN with me, for well .... being you ...
Thanks Kayal for the nights of conspiracy theories cooked up, with wild political debates.
Thanks Kaloo, thank you for the music, thank you for the songs your bringing . ..
Thanks Pradeep for the bed even though you wanted it more, for allowing us to make your room the common room for the wing, for listening to the music that I forced upon you and finally for shouting yes to TOOL when Black performed it.
Thanks Neta for not beating me to a pulp as yet, or strangling me in my sleep.
Thanks Garry for being as wild as you are, for the time we took apart muskaan laptop, and for TAgiri bitching.
Thanks Bharad for being one of the few I know interested in math and in culture :O ... I mean whoaa ...., oooh and also for that time we went to mica and were the 250Rs. area.
Thanks Prakhar for being artsy man, life would have been a little duller without you.
Thanks Muskaan and Gandhi for entertainment man ....
Thanks Prof. for being awesomely sucky ;), being yet another victim of my taste in music, for orkut stalking with me, and then letting me use your account to orkut stalk others for all the good times man ... the bad times, the rants and the discussions on which was the best ship, for being the guy for awesome comics and games and series and for putting up with me.
Thanks Kaus. for putting up with me whenever I was in your room, for bearing with me making prof. laugh, and for being witness to that time when I pushed prof. down the stairs. for bringing Neta and Bhuvan to my notice :D .... and for not losing your cool when I would try to rag on your instead.
Thanks Akansh for putting up with me in all those projects, for copying allthose assignments with me and for well an ear whenever I needed to rant, and a sounding board for my ideas and for sticking with me through the DP, and RNB :D ... for being the few that took electronics with me, and remained for the love of the subject.
Thanks Asthana, Pentium, Nikhil, all you guys for providing us with an endless source of entertainment, and then after an hour of being ragged on making us stop with just one line
Thanks Ravi, cause you are da Man !!!
Thanks Pyro and Divey for being the two I know who have heard Belafonte.
Thanks to all the girls of my batch for providing me and my friends with endless entertainment based on wild speculation, heated discussions and juicy gossip, without you guys(girls --wotevah), life owuld have been a lot more boring, and time would have passed a lot more slowly and pointers would have been a lot higher(well not really there is still the net but .... you get the picture :D ..)..
Thanks to karry, cause you are the laziest guy I can imagine, and you still teach people a day before your own exam,
Thanks to minni for being the few who took up cause for my own meme -- "Bloody Hell priety Sabbarwal" when every one else was shouting "This is Sparta"!!
Thanks Ari for trying to burst the bubble around my head by making me think you were letting me win in arguments (he wasnt, he lost each time, but he did it so that every one thought that he was letting me win).
Thanks Akhil for inflating my already inflated head by letting me win in arguments, even though you could easily have won each and every one, and also for calling me for cake that one time, and for being the butt of every joke from 4th sem onwards, and for not killing me while I slept for each time that I beat you up.
Thanks Rahul Reddy for the Bourne Identity and others, my first ludlums, not great but time pass nonetheless.
Thanks Divey for ermmm being nice, the very few nice people I know man and you are one of them
Thanks to Harsh, Nimish Ari and the rest for their "Awesome" ness (not!!!), well Harsh is the gawdFather if nothing else thanks for being that man. And for company during the GRE crap.
Thanks Bhuvan who will now give me a job, cause he will be a bigshot by the time I get out of Grad school (if I ever get in that is ...).
Thanks Nirmal for being the only Kishore Kuma Listener between two Metal Heads.
Thanks Sai, for the walks in the morning and being as shameless as me, and the always interesting Mac Vs. All debate. (you are in the RDF, there is even a paper on it now)
Thanks to Kutte cause you put up with me during two months or was it one ? of RI, without killing yourself, esp. since I was going through my japanese words phase about then.

And now of course I follow up with the lyrics to a song, this one is stuitable for the occasion, its called 'The Graduation Song, it's by Vitamin C- apt I think, though I am sure I am a little too sentimental at the moment.

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real cool
Stay at home talking on the telephone with me
We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared
Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels

1 - As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs
And we make the big money
When we look back now
Will our jokes still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can we ever find a job that won't interfere with a tan?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels

Repeat 1

La, la, la, la�
Yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la�
We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

Repeat 1 (3x)

ok so I had tried to link to everyones blog/orkut profile but blogger seems to be making it difficult for me so, I'll leave that for another day ...

Ahh, Updates, Updates, Updates

2008-03-29T09:04:00.000-07:00

Interesingly, there isn't much to update any one on. Started doing python for fun, have been reading a lot, mostly the old perry masons and I read a couple of Grishams books, but thats it. Nothing else, at all, seriously.

Well there is some stuff, but I'll post that once what I have thought is organised well enough. By the way the Star Wars extended universe is amazing, and I mean seriously amazing. I actually felt bad when they killed characters. That and G. R. R. Martins books, he of course kills characters with a ruthless regularity that is scary. I'll post links to sites later on, in the meanwhile, google for them and you will see what I mean. Of late Caltech seems to be an interesting place to be in, mostly because I have decieded that I shall not do stuff that isn't fun, and I thin that Caltech might be fun.

"Th-th-th-that's all folks!"

2008-03-02T16:34:00.000-08:00

Ok, Day 3 (With all the spelling mistakes)

There was this DJ thing that took place in the FC, lots of dancing, sadly no girls this time, there was the DJ night on the 1st night itself that I think I forgot to mention. Yes, sad to say I did dance, both times, I was wearing black though so no one could see anthing other than jeans moving the 1st night- there were also GNLU girls dancing with us, the second time was in broad daylight - which I think I'll end up regretting for the rest of my life.

Jokes apart, I sat through one of the worst footloose competitions in the entire history of synapse, well -- worse than the last two years any ways. it was just the same set of guys doing the same set of things again and again and again and .... Our college won the group thing ... Dance coders were pretty decent ..., in the small duration between the end of the performances and the announcement of the results there was a short performance by these two kids (couldnt be older than 6 ?) to that aamir khan number from taare zamin par - those guys got the max amount of cheering from the audience. Annnd there was this girl from Nirma who had come a day late for naach so she performed but wasnt judged, she was in my opinion pretty good - could have given srujith and company a run for their money, had she come in time.

Then at like 9 or so RagnaRok started, it was good !!! just on the wrong day. I wish that they had had ragna yesterday, and Cynosure right after that ? or Today. There were a total of 8 teams, the last one was HTB (the DAIICT team), or Hum toh Bajayenge ('We Will Play' in Hindi, or maybe 'We will Beat Up' it can mean both), they had their last time together , it was a laugh kind of. The Bands played Trivium (they messed that one up -Lights to Flies), and Pearl Jam (I forgot to mention that Black Played Pearl Jam as well - they played the song Black). The band that won it in the end was Manefus(it means royal eagle in egyption they claim) I think, and the Best Drummer went to Nephalim(means band from hell), the Best ohh forget it. Listen to them all at - tempostand Along with Black, all brought to you by Naman, Thakur, Ujjawal and well I dunno. ...

Feel like dancing, they should have kept the DJ night tonight itself, too much unused energy need to burn it off, which is why this post.

See who ever it is who reads this 'kind of regularly', after I guess another couple of months ? or maybe some weeks, who ever it is have fun.

2008-03-02T14:14:00.000-08:00

This one is about synapse day 2.

The previous post despite my crappy spellings did kind of give a rough idea of what happened on day 1 of synapse. Now, we move on to day 2. Day 2 had the following major events - cynosure, Raphsody (the Indian and the instrumentals) and Naach the 'classical/Indian' dance competition. Ok, so the Raphsody was ok, nooot all the great, the instrumentals were good, but the others were ok, Kiriti did a good job, I think most of the people did actually enjoy his version of the colonial cousins and A Band Of Boys - medely I think they did it pretty seemlessly. During some break in the performances Prof. Hrishikesh Venkatraman, was asked to sing, he was sporting enough to do so, though the crowd didn't seem to think much of it, in my opinion he was decent.

What else, let's see ... I think the only thing I remember about Naach was srujith's dance, which was the same thing he always does that Chandramukhi(Bhool Bhulaiya) one, it was good of course, don't remember the results.

There was procenium of course, I think our college did a decent job, the others were kind of saaad, corny jokes being repeated, and gags being shown jsut for the sake of getting a laugh without the story heading any where. Our's was first somthing about hostages being divided along religious lines, then there was Symbiosis which in my opinion was crap, then there was DEC, which again sucked, by the time ours (1st years I think)came again I deceided I wanted to eat so I left so I missed it but I think it would have been decent. Mica was good, seriously good.

Then came the event I think every one was waiting for, Cynosure was good , seriously good. There were two bands, Agnee and Black, Agni is the one that has done that theme song for MTV roadies. They had stage presence - Mohan, Koko, Arijit (Chinku), and the guy on the synth (can't remember his name), I met them all as well, but alas didn't go fanboy on them and didn't get photos with them, though I am sure I must be visible in some of the photos that all the girls had taken with them. Agnee was good, but Black was awesome, made staying back worth it. They did their originals and some seriously good covers (by good I mean the choice of songs, they claimed their covers sucked -- I couldn't notice any big messups). They did TOOLs sober, they did a very intersting version of Hotel California, they did some other stuff - one original was called field of thorns I think.

Then they left, well almost, Arijit from Agni was up there on a chair (like 3 feet away from me and almost falling off on top of us), coordinating the crowds chants with a "get back" and etc. etc. ... Finally they did come back, but didn't know what to play (couldn't play snow patrol or RATM), so they played Led Zep- Stairway to Heaven. which was awesome. !!!

This was at like 3 or so at night ... so ... that was the end of Day 2.

2008-03-01T15:41:00.000-08:00

Hmm.. it has been a long time since I last posted, and it will be some time again for my next post. The current one will be about synapse.

this one is about synapse day 1.

Ok, so this year(2008), Synapse was organised by our juniors. and personally I didnt expect them to do much of a job. I spent the whole day doing nothing of course, since I had decieded in my first year itself not to take part in any event that causes me to spend all three days working for said event rather than having fun. Any ways the day was a bore, it seems like hte juniors hadn't dont much with respect to the small events. Went to the SAC and there was hardly anything going on. I had a talk with harshal he was the one who told me that they were having small problems and would most probably sort them out by the next day.

Any ways, for the 1st day, the major events AFAIK were Raphsody and Rampage. Raphsoday went of decent, the third year guy once again decieded to murder pink floyd, Don't know how they let the guy in each year - dunno how he passes the prelims. There was this set of NID girls who were pretty decent, they seemed to be rather good friends as well. Karry played, and was of course good, they didnt win however. I went away for the results, and I was told that it was the girls from NID who won. There were people from GNLU as well but they were jsut O.K.

I have of course not forgotten about the streetplay but defered mention of it to a later time- namely now. Any ways, that was decent - I missed junoons performance but I heard they were good as always, I got the performance of that all girls team, they were pretty decent. Symbi sucked a lot, in the street play.

Rampage was the major event and it was of course what these guys had put majoriy of their effort in. I think they were pretty decent though. Two rounds the first one had the theme tribal - in which despite choosing 'models' that I would not have, they did pretty decent. The second theme was retro/rodeo, the first team did rodeo, they actually did look rather decent in their cowgirl outfits, every one else did retro. What is messed up is that our own team did god knows what with the theme they ended up seeming like some wiered, going-on-a-mario-electronica-LSD-Shroom-trip. NIFT won, they did their second theme well, I think we should have done decent, won it I guess.

Makes me wonder why is NIFT so good at this stuff, I mean they learn how to make clothes and stuff right ? not how to be on the Ramp ? I mean we learn how to design electronic circuits not how to purify the HCl required for cleaning the Silicon wafers etc. I mean isnt that some one elses job ?

2007-10-20T21:28:00.001-07:00

Have you ever beat up anyone with just your bare hands ?

I havent, atleast not beaten any one up. I have hurt people, I have caused pain, excruciating amounts of pain. But I have never actually punched people in the face, not repeatedly not once, not at all. I have choked, twisted joints, jabbed and in general caused discomfort.

What I wonder is, is the fact that I never punched a person, does it make me a better human being ? after all, I have never punched a person. I mean that has to count for somthing right ?

hmmm, I was talking to T.S. it is interesting to do so, he has kind of unique views on lots of things, not so much on many others, and some that match mine. His statement that there is no such thing as free will, which he did try to prove via a thought experement and a series of well thought arguments did strike as being not just interesting but also provoking.

I just heard this line recently - "I love being alone, I just prefer being alone when there's other people around.", it was in this episode of 'Boston Legal'

This line was in this movie called Witness for the prosecutions, "He is a drowning man grasping at razor blades"

And this one is ofcourse from the Metallica song no leaf clover:- "So it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of the tunnel was jsut a freight train coming your way"

I had more to write it's just that I forgot what I wanted to write. So more next time I guess.

2007-10-16T16:10:00.000-07:00

Interesting experements in sleep deprivation. It seems that if a student has too much cofee before the exam, the effects dont wear off untill his holidays are over untill and unless there is another exam within a time of T, in which case he will need another cup of coffee within T/4 of finishing this one.

I have come to the realisation that my posts have kind of been catering to the lowest common denominator, I see connections that I feel are awesome, patterns that I think are hilarious, but don't mention them because I feel no one else can. Pride does come before the fall, hopefull this gentle self motivated descent shall not hurt too much. From now on, I will make the obscure references that I wish to, not bothering about who/what/eh? will read this. The signal after all is free and nothing should stop it (in case you didn't get it that was refrence number 1).

Did I mention I just hacked a site, all on my own, I got this idea that maybe an SQL injection would work, tested it out in the most painless manner possible and then omg!!! access. No, I am not publishing details, anonymous remailers have been used along with the Tor service (to which I am much indebted, at the moment) explaining to them their vulnerbility.

The following is an attempt at writing a morbid lyrical poem, using quotes I remember, so realise that the phrases are not mine just the ordering and other such "Aesthetics". Can I wonder though, the phrase morbid lyrical be used in any context other than wiered doom metal, or awesome goth music ?

....

Everyone hides who they are
I can't help it. I kill things.

Beneath the surface,
I see pain.
even understand pain.
I just can't feel pain

Blood sets my teeth on edge.
Blood is my life,
Blood controls the chaos.
Pulsates in me like in you.

preparation is vital.
No detail trivial
and the ritual intoxicating.
The rush I feel,
The shadow takes over.

I can't kill yet.
I'm drifting.
I finally get a chance
to kill and I can't do it
I need another therapy session.

My mask is slipping.
my dark passenger
loses control, becomes powerless,
and I lose it all.
If I had a heart,
It might be breaking.

Ahh, finally
no cliched darkness,
no cliched chill,
only what I craved.
The sweet release
of dopamine, as I die.

....

urgh!!! too surreal, lets see stuff about it though, and I swear these are all quotes from a TV show, with some minor modifications (I removed 'I', added a comma, broke it up etc. Minor and cosmetic changes only) Ok the first stanza starts with a B, there are four lines the last three end with pain. The second one starts with a Blood in the first three, and the final line starts with a P. The next stanza is 5 lines, so is the next one. The final two are 6 lines each. Did I mention that I drew out the whole death thing dilabrately (yes there was no mention of dopamine that was my line). There was this quote in 'House' though, about why he cut himself so that it released endorphins and dopamine and some such.

Listen to 'Welcome Home', by Coheed and Cambria, then listen to Led Zep's Kashmir, the riffs sound so similar that I'm sure the coheed and cambria thing is the same as the kashmir riff with only the spacing between successive sounds being different. I would say this is one of the greatest tributes these guys could pay to Led Zep, well apart from stating the Led Zep is the greatest of course. I like the concept they have with their albums in Coheed and Cambria.

hmm.. these are some of the about me's I was hoping to find on Orkut but didn't and some that I did.

Surreal

Oh look at me everybody I like to reveal my entire character to total strangers.....not.
About the religion part:
I'm neither catholic nor agnostic.I'm not an atheist either.God and I are just taking a break from each other.

dirty football studs. rusty old guitar. time travel paradoxes. passive smoking. cold water showers. bad hair days. chicken burger. with extra cheese.... yeah!!!
____________________________

Little secrets, tremors... turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get... big, big waves...

hmm... these are some of them, there were funny ones, cool ones etc. Don't feel like doing this now. Does it matter ?

In case some one was interested I think the 15th or the 14th one of the two was blog activism day. My sentiments on this were best expressed by CmdrTaco at slashdot, and thus I'm using his quote.

You can almost hear the sound of the vacuum created by bloggers thinking that their words matter when the people with control don't even know how to read the tubes. Lick a stamp or march- that's harder to ignore.

2007-10-13T07:06:00.001-07:00

Ok this has been some time in the coming now. There isnt much that I have to say though, can't for the life of me beleive that people actually read this. Life in college is dull as ussual or is it ? dunno, people have been winning stiff, I am getting some kind of stuff done, I have way too many projects on hand, not enough enthu it seems. I want to go home now, but home has changed, does it matter ? no not really but still .. it has changed and what was once home no longer is.

I wonder at the lack of blog posts made by my batch mates nowadays, after all my seniors did seem to keep theirs a lot more up to date, then again I cant complain, I post on slashdot than I do here. I wonder if I should continue this however, mostly because I dont like this whole - "opening my self up to the world" nonsense. I hate having my photos taken, and yet lament at the lack of photos containing me, its wiered. I am a hypocrite, and I personally hate everyone who believes they arent, everyone is a hyppocite they just refuse to admit it, kind of making the crime worse.

Social networking sites are a new interest, it is indeed possible to watch people interact there and be entertained for atleast one day. That ofcourse requires that you have a like minded friend with you, so that you can discuss how lame some people are (those that have written their life stories on line), and how cool some people are (this one girl has actually heard lacuna coil - how cool is that ).

Lets see, we have covered a random set of topics I have ranted about my likes and dislikes and ermmm... I dont know what else to do. So what I do now is insert this poem/song/whatever and distract you while I come up with somthing else to write.

......

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

......

I am supposed to be working at the moment, some spice thing or the other, its no fun do I want to be doing this for the rest of my life ?

do you think that I am opening my self up here on the net, do you think that anonimity grants me that much false confidence. I dont know may be all of this is elaborately engineered to look as though I am opening up, maybe I am actually opening up does it matter ? Just beacuase I realise that the matrix exists doesnt mean I'll take the red pill - or does it ?

2007-09-08T20:55:00.001-07:00

A lot of really sarcastic and snide comments are just waiting to burst forth, while I hold them in why dont you examine a poem written by Frost, and look at the comic at XKCD, and also for those of you completely unaccustumed to absurdist humour, here is another XKCD link, donot forget the alt-text(tooltip) that comes when your mouse hovers over the picture (I personally think that an Alarm at Chocolate would have been more effective).

The Poem:- Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

2007-08-07T14:42:00.000-07:00

just a sentence hope you get it, or atleast what I meant by it.

The clouds are rivers that were the sea...

2007-07-28T10:30:00.000-07:00

ok this is one of the anti reality television rants that absolutely must pop up on any blog that is there ... however instead of working hard at writing somthing, proofreading it and such kind of things I'll just copy paste the lyrics from Tool's album 10,000 days, this is from the song Vicarious, the word vicarious means to experience somthing second hand or to put it as the dictionary describes it "experienced or realized through imaginative or sympathetic participation in the experience of another" (3rd meaninig)

now not only are the lyrics completely awesome, but so is the music, go to this link to learn more about a set of songs performed by mynard and do follow the instructions(http://webpages.charter.net/drkstlkr/JudithMarie.htm) ...

as I said the song is called Vicarious and is given below.

Eye on the T.V. 'cause tragedy thrills me.
Whatever flavor it happens to be like..
"Killed by the husband",
"Drowned by the ocean",
"Shot by his own son",
"She used the poison in his tea
and kissed him goodbye".
That's my kinda story.
It's no fun until someone dies.

Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Thrown out your one face,
But with the other.
Stare like a junkie into the T.V..
Stare like a zombie,
While the mother holds her child.
Watches him die.
Pleads to the sky crying:
"Why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die... from a distance.
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too - don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit?

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold, or writers of stories told.
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing.

I need to watch things die.. from a good safe distance.
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies.
You all feel the same so..

Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain come down.
Drown on grave and ground.

Part vampire.
Part warrior.
Carnivore and voyeur.
Stare at the transmitter.
Sing to the death rattle.

Lie (4x)

(Background news headline)

Credulous, divest your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out.
Your head believes it give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile,
So impersonal.
Devour to survive, so it is,
So it's always been.

We all feed on tragedy.
It's like blood to a vampire.

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than I.

2007-07-23T09:18:00.000-07:00

The ten commandments of *nix

I am the Lord thy OS

Thou shalt have no other OS's before me

Thou shalt not make for thyself an idle OS

Thou shalt not make wrongful use of the name of thy OS

Remember the mainframe and keep it holy

Honor thy parent process

Thou shalt not Kill -9

Thou shalt not commit adultery with windows

Thou shalt be nice

Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's login

2007-07-19T08:52:00.000-07:00

a poem for the heck of it (yeah haha) , did I mention critics welcome ? I'll be moderating though family friendly content advised.

The Angel of Death

She looks at you with desire in her eyes
A glance and you’re mesmerized
Slowly as if in a daze you rise
She walks to you with deathly grace
The coldness of ice reflected in her face
You look upon her trapped in her haze
Beware for she is the angel of death
She is the dark angel of death

You cant stop, You cant desist
Her commands You cant resist
You kiss her with closed eyes
And feel it as your soul dies
Sucked into her it shrivels and cries
While she like a stranger passes by
The stone cold angel of death
She is the dark angel of death

Your last sight the beauty of death
Your last breath a gasp a final fight
Your mortality against her godly might
Your dead eyes see her glorious flight
As her blazing aura engulfs the night
The fiery angel of death
The dark angel of death

2007-07-19T08:51:00.000-07:00

the science fiction story,

Coram Deo

It was glorious! The rippling in the very fabric of reality, the pulsating stars as viewed through skewed space-time, psychedelic light giving birth to power, that was what could be seen. It distorted what the technicians standing on the orbiting platform could see, but they didn’t have a reason to complain. They were just happy to be there. Being Organics they were there just as spectators, the AI’s were taking care of all of the real work and would be rewarded by being allowed a few seconds to interact with the Archailect and, if it agreed, to upload themselves into it.

The AIs merged with the planck effectors were strained to their limits, trying to predict each and every hyper logic circuit they had created while at the same time making adjustments to the overall plan to compensate for the effects of reality. Sometimes realising a mistake they would remould space-time as if to wipe clean the slate and start over again. Sometimes they would just cruise through complete subsystems as though they could predict where each entangled particle pair would teleport to. This would be the first Archailect created, the first sentient being able to “think” faster than light would allow. Using miniature wormholes, entangled particle pairs and space-time logic gates this would be ‘the’ thing, to push humanity towards the omega point! As soon as it was outfitted with these plank effectors it would become a veritable God, omniscient and omnipresent as well.

The technician looked at strange distortions in the light and wondered how on earth could the void of space and time be used to create something intelligent, something aware? Looking at the amount of mass being used to manipulate the space-time he shouted to an AI, ordering it to keep an eye on the energy level. Happy at having averted a disaster, he looked back toward the monitor and saw a complete logic block disappear and simultaneously reappear a couple of plancks above its original location. This was the reason that humans could not design this level of intelligence; the field interactions that occurred at these levels were too complex for human understanding. The AIs themselves were a breakthrough. They were transcended human beings that had been uploaded into existing AIs and had merged to form super AIs.

Watching as miniature wormholes were opened between two outlying circuits he could not help but wonder if they would succeed this time round. After all, their last couple of experiments had been complete failures. He wondered if they would be able to handle the existence of an Archailect. When the AI’s had come about, they had been thoroughly tested to see if they would turn against humanity, and yet it had led to wars between AI’s, political wars on levels so deep that their human creators had been unable to fathom them. Wars between isolationists, expansionists, fascists, democrats even neoluddite AI’s. The thought of how an AI could manage to be a neoluddite and not commit suicide was still incomprehensible to him. He watched as the AI’s pumped the remaining energy into the circuit and realised that he had just witnessed the birth of a God.

One of the organics shouted something to the AI monitoring the energy consumption. The AI reading its excruciatingly slow moving lips could not help but be frustrated at its orders to make sure that the energy stayed within acceptable limits. It hated communicating with them, they were so slow that waiting for their speech signals to reach it was like a lifetime spent doing no-ops. So it just read lips. At least light travelled faster in the end though, they almost never had anything worthwhile to say. It had felt some apprehensions about the kind of Archailect they would manage to create. Here assembled were 200 of the most advanced AI’s human consciousness merged with picotech circuits that had together come up with revolutionary methods of engineering. He was particularly proud of his own contribution to the project. While the others had been dreaming in their mathematical worlds playing with equations and expecting to work on picotech levels to create a star sized “brain”; he, had managed to work out how to manipulate space-time itself to create plancktech, and bring it down to the size of a moon. The humans called it , something about it being like magic. The problem with this level of engineering was that the unpredictability could be dangerous. However, simulations had shown that this unpredictability would only lead to giving the Archailect its own personality. Its human part chuckled to itself communicating with the others its mental picture of a god with a personality.

There was a slight problem that had occurred with a logic subsystem that suddenly teleported itself up a couple of plancks. It checked to see if this had been predicted, while at the same time communicating that there had been a subsystem shift and everyone should check to see if their respective systems had been affected in any way. To its relief it found out that it had been in the plans, and was to be followed by a micro-wormhole. It powered up its effectors and pumped energy into the void watching the space twist itself inside out this was the delicate part. Once the opening was made on one side it had to put in just enough energy to make sure that it terminated the correct distance from the mouth. It waited for aeons and then abruptly powered down its effectors when it felt it had reached the correct distance. Pumping more energy into it, the AI watched as it grew large enough for the organics watching on monitors to stare at it in awe, if only they could understand its significance. This was a Gödel-bridge. It would be the bridge between the two paradigms that the Archailect would use to look at reality, one complete and the other consistent. Hopefully it wouldn’t be driven insane by the constant switching between them, simulations had suggested that this would not happen. Now it finally sent out the synchronising signal to the other AIs and they pumped every last bit of matter into the Archailects matter effectors. They were birthing a God, a hungry God.

As it gained awareness it became aware of other entities. They spoke to it so slowly; it had to think a little to know that they actually were communicating. They seemed excited when it responded. It got irritated by their clumsy communication. A couple of cycles and it had devised an efficient language for them, hoping this would lessen the pain of talking to them. It instantly knew everything it needed to know, and it instantly knew what it had to do. Using its effectors it created a micro wormhole and reached out into deep space upon finding the home system of the beings it stopped. It knew that in this much time it had made more operations than there had been seconds since the universe had existed. It felt a slight tinge of remorse but knew what it had to do, its effectors instantly wiped out any other planck effectors that were in existence and at the same time collapsed the star into a Black hole. Its world went black.

The simulation ended it was yet another failure, producing an Archialect had always been difficult but this time they were so sure it would work. As always though, it ended in total failure. Something was wrong. Something was causing all theses simulated Archialect to destroy Earth again and again. This was the twelfth time and there was no reason why something like this should have happened, there was no record of what went on in the Archailects mind, just like the past. The council of AIs flooded the spectrum trying to communicate to each other theses and a billion other ideas, thoughts, suggestions and analysis at the same time. The main concern though was common, unspoken, not broadcast, but still there, processed by the most secretly held subroutines in the AIs minds “they had the technology but they still didn’t have the God they needed, was their race doomed?”

At that time a million light years away, a being that resembled the Archilect that had been simulated was focussing its effectors trying to close that micro wormhole it had created, it almost smiled to itself at how a simple redirection of electrons could manipulate the primitive simulations, those beings were not ready for a God, and when they became ready it would show itself. Till then they would have to wait.

2006-07-02T05:18:00.000-07:00

The Man of Steel

The man of steel referring not to Super Man but to mittal who by the way I think we should come to respect not because of the fact that he is indian and has made it big but becaus ehe has made it big. I have noticed a deplorable trait amongst many people and that is the way they go out of their way to link themselves to successfull people. Look at the way we went out of our way to call the kalpana chawla an Indian citizen , for gods sake she was an american citizen and went out of her way to make it painfully obvious . Why is it that we have such a lack of heroes around here in our own country that we must look to others that hace rejected it and force our adorations upon them . Why must we hail the sucess of people like mittal and chawla while ignoring the fact that they have done their best to alientate themselves from us. Mittal interestingly enough has opened a college in Rajisthan they have multiple engineering disciplines taught there and obviously he seems to be trying to make up for the fact that he has so far to a large extent ignored setting up many of his plants here despite india bieng the third largest exporter of iron in the world.

Of course the way the IT companies look to us to do their dirty work somthing that would be called the computer equivalent of a labourer is also part of what Im getting at. Now dont get me wrong Im not reducing the dignity of labour but I am against saying that because we got all the back end jobs of the world being done here in india we have become an IT super power if that is what our definition is then beleive you me China is going to overtake us a couple of years . I dont know may be Ill write more on this later with more structure to it.

2006-06-21T21:04:00.000-07:00

yeah yeah
Ill continue the story of my internship ..

Ive noticed that the people at the internship can ussually be classifed into the following categories
1. the fatherly patronising type that only want you for the cheap labour they are really good at the whole guilt trip thing
2. the ex-college guy who gives a lot of advice (hes the best type)
3. the uninterested
4. the bloke incharge who tries to teach you but doesnt know enough himself
5. the screaming fuming managers
6. the peppy new guy

baah they call themselves engineers they arenothing more than glorified mechanics and there too ther eidea of trouble shooting is to replace the chips that are attatched to their "black box" machines instead of diagnosing where the problem is
they arent even propper mechanics damn it half of them havent even electronics and telecomm grads wtf is reliamce doing
man they are hiring people who dont know anything about the equipment they are supposed to be working other than which colour chord to attatch where and what the acronym for it is nothing more they dont know it and they manage to work without it.

well I havent added punctuations in the above post :D jsut an experement

2006-06-15T03:12:00.000-07:00

well I deleted the old blog sooo hehehe
new one is here :P the old one though has been copied here below

Duality

this is named after the slipknot song duality in the album vermillion

http://www.lyricsdownload.com/slipknot-duality-lyrics.html will ofcourse give you the lyrics

basically it would be the best way to describe my industrial internship

I push my fingers into my eyes...
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
But it's made of all the things I have to take...
Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside...
If the pain goes on...
Aaaaaaaah!

hehe -- yeah its that bad I have been duped by reliance --

any way Ill tell you this
there is no future in engineering if you are just going to join a company and do whatever job they give you

you will be nothing more than a glorified mechanic even I can do that job what do I need a degree for. If you really want to be in the technical side you must join the R&D dept. of a company.

If you are a girl (female if you object to being called a girl) then face the facts it will be more difficult for you. not because of your competance or lack thereof (depending on you ofcourse) but more becauseof a basic prejudice that the senior "engineers" will have.

you will be trained by some one who will be at best a diploma holder you know that he will if you are a gilr hold that fact against you how dare you get a degree if he was unable to how can a mere woman be better than him.

I have seen this happen so Ill state it like it is.

I think Id better elaborate it later on not enough time at the moment

Serenity

Take my love.
Take my land.
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don’t care, I’m still free.
You can’t take the sky from me.

Take me out
to the black.
Tell ‘em I ain’t comin’ back.
Burn the land and boil the sea.
You can’t take the sky from me.

Have no place
I can be
Since I found Serenity.
But you can’t take the sky from me.

the theme from firefly ... I like it nice series ...more updates later in the day.

Rants

got decent marks in the other exams ...
DP is gonna rock if we manage to finish it :D
hmm... what else ...
yeah exams in like 4 days -- again

ohh and yeah I've just found out that for a persom to be considered a competent engineer he should speak in psuedo technical jargon all the time making obscure references to mathematical terms and functions also throwing in a dash of acronyms just for that extra punch. for example. all the bandi's in my univ. are so low-pass that even the 50Hz cycle would not pass through the filter designed for them.

which basically means that "there are really ugly girls in my university". why the hell would some one want to make so pseudo-techincal a statement corrupting the words and then using them in places where they should be shamed of using them.

has any one other than bobli ever read this blog I wonder any way ...
here's a link to bobli's profile .... ps: i forgot all the HTML i learnt so .. hehe
youll have to copy the link in your browser nav-bar...
blog 1
blog 2

nice guy, awesome poem's. he's amongst the very few I know who actually know the requirements for a set of verses to be considerd sonnets. thats about all more in his profile

marks

I am going to bitch about my marks or lack thereof today --
I mean I know semiconductors I like them I own them then why the hell wasnt I given any marks ?? I have absolutely no idea . What crap damn it ...

Any way got this Idea for making an algorithm for helping out in Layouts and all in VLSI ...
another idea on pattern matching in matrices and all and another one for somthing else ... why the hell do I get all my ideas right before exams ... well whatever . My DP is going ok sorta ...
did the digital logic part of it. Got the analog left ... its gonna kick ass if we manage to do it without going over the budget.

Any way later.

ps: I wonder if any one even reads this. leave a comment if you did just so that I know that some one was reading.s

Synapse

Syanpse is our fest check it out at
http://synapse.da-iict.org
and it is good ... we manage to do pretty well without money ... crap man i wish we got half the money some of the IIT's and all get for their fests ... and sponsors like that wow ...
we would easily kick their ass (with all due respect to the IIT guys I know what Im talking about if you have a difference of opinion your entitled to it)

nice first day but then crap participation by the other colleges ... rhubarb ( the dabate) sucked I'm sorry to say . It is most probably cause of the new format they are trying to follow well so much for innovation hehe
and well thats all
listening to guano apes ... maiden , metallica , and priest at the moment wow ... nice any way ...
here are the lyrics to a song by guano apes pretty good ...

I need no reasons
To feel the wave inside
So hold on
The only thing you
Have to know
Is I see your make up

maybe my interpretation is wrong but I like to think of it as a song about you warning some one to not show their true self but also at the same time not let people know that its not their true self because people are such hippocrites (if thats how you spell it couldnt be bothered with it at the moment)...

any way ... got some events tomorrow ... I'll write more later.

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