Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Friday, August 29, 2008

I am Addicted

I am addicted
I've collected footsteps before dawn
seen places I never knew existed
run to the moon and back
I'm a rabbit for the neighbourhood dogs
obey the voice in my head
let the music carry me when I couldn't
raced against yesterday
let the world be my witness
measured myself in metres, kilometers
and finally in character
I've plugged into a higher purpose
left this world and come back changed

Thursday, July 31, 2008

incoherent

People experience different things. I see some of my friends clouded and enjoying love and i see some suffering and broke from love. These people don't experience the same thing. I wish i shared joy as much as i empathized.
My friend said crystal meth makes your face disfigured, but then i said that's not the reason why they take it.. to be clear i'm quoting from trainspotting "take the best orgasm you've ever had and multiply it with a 1000 and still you are noway near it" about heroin. When people who wants to live the typical society life hear this, they frown. Not a fault, fact everyone strives to live such life, though some people can't. Some people might take harmful (i no longer know what i really mean by harmful) things thinking that it somehow will not affect them. Some people would have given up everything in life so that it doesn't matter to them anymore (like Nicholas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas). I wish i had a point to be made.

and now for the ordinary
You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me - Apocalypse Now

Friday, May 16, 2008

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Hans Reiser convicted

Read it here.
Sometime back i had written about him.

new blog

I've decided to blog more about programming. It's over here

Friday, April 11, 2008

One man's junk is another man's treasure

My friend interviewed with google and got through it. But she was unwilling to join google. She had another interesting offer. For me google was like heaven at that time. I pointed her Benji Smith's interview with google. A must read. Today thinking about something, suddenly i realized that one man's junk is another man's treasure.
There are tons of things that i consider treasure in my life, but from your point of view they are all junk .. and similarly i consider many things junk which you consider treasure

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sick

It's been close to four years that Java 5 has come and i still don't have the liberty to program in it at work!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Crayon Physics

Check out this game .. there is a prototype available freely

Friday, February 15, 2008

Get Inspired

T42 down

My trusted office laptop went down yesterday. I can say surely that it's the best system i ever used. It's almost 3 years old (or more). They must've paid a lot to get 2GB RAM at that time. I never shut it down, it will be downloading or running a J2EE server or running vmware all the time. Sad.. hope it's a small problem.

update:

I wrongly doubted T42 :( .. The IT guy comes, takes out the battery, blows some dust off of it and voila! it starts working.
I had removed battery, cleaned RAM, you name it ... but then

Monday, February 11, 2008

PicLens

Browse images like never before. Install PicLens

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Scars will remain

I used to love science when i was in high school. I believe i started thinking properly from 8th standard onwards. I had varying interests as each year passed by. From physics to chemistry to maths.

I looked at my face and found a scar today. It happened because of an accident. I had a library next to my house. I took a membership there when i was in 8th. Initially i used to read all the detective novels ranging from Sherlock Holmes to local ones. Then i started taking some electronics books. There were books on how you could repair radio, about chemical experiments etc. I made a small collection of electronics items courtesy of some of my relatives. I bought a soldering iron, some coils etc. I badly wanted to make a crystal radio. The idea of running radio without battery fascinated me. I didn't have much money that time so i had to settle on a low quality soldering iron. Its wire was plastic and was not cloth wrapped. One day while soldering, i accidentally placed it on the wire. It melted and i took it in hand without knowing it and got an electric shock. The iron fell over my face and my throat. It was horrible. Walking around school with a bandage around the neck was embarrassing.
The scar remains.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Blade Runner

After four years i watched this movie again and i savored every bit of it .. It will always stay in my memory

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

deteriorating life

deteriorating life, life of everyone around me
finding peace in programming, what do they have?

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

explanation

wtf?

By the way something is going wrong with the universe .. first my ipod charger throws up, then my ipod started making weird noises.. and now i have lost all my music after pluggin my ipod in my friend's machine. crap

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

import this

The Zen of Python, by Tim Peters

Beautiful is better than ugly.
Explicit is better than implicit.
Simple is better than complex.
Complex is better than complicated.
Flat is better than nested.
Sparse is better than dense.
Readability counts.
Special cases aren't special enough to break the rules.
Although practicality beats purity.
Errors should never pass silently.
Unless explicitly silenced.
In the face of ambiguity, refuse the temptation to guess.
There should be one-- and preferably only one --obvious way to do it.
Although that way may not be obvious at first unless you're Dutch.
Now is better than never.
Although never is often better than *right* now.
If the implementation is hard to explain, it's a bad idea.
If the implementation is easy to explain, it may be a good idea.
Namespaces are one honking great idea -- let's do more of those!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Lovely December

I miss my dog. I don't know what state he is in now. Hope he is well. I loved him. When i used to hug him he used to make affectionate noises. The first time when he was brought to me in a bag, i marvelled at his existence. There was a creature which can think. He stared at me straight in my eye for minutes. He was shivering, more from fright than cold, even though it was a cold December. It was exactly two years before. There is something magical about Decembers for me. It was fun always. This year i am forgetting and and forgiving myself and just enjoying my existence.