Hi tech आषाढी एकादशी..

#include <stdio.h>

void main(void)
{
for (;;)
{
printf (“विठ्ठल विठ्ठल जय हरी विठ्ठल..!\n”);
}
exit(0);
}

 

gcc -Wall -lm vitthal.c -o vitthal; ./vitthal

स्थळ कोणत्यातरी खेडेगावाहून निघणारी एस टी पात्र शेवंताबाई…

स्थळ -कोणत्यातरी खेडेगावाहून निघणारी  एस टी
पात्र – शेवंताबाई, गुलाबराव, इशल्या उर्फ विशाल आणि शकी उर्फ शकुंतला..
४ शहरात (पुण्याला) येत आहेत..

शकी (चिरक्या आवाजात) – “कुत्र्या, काळ्या, टिनपाट…!”
इशल्या – “ए डुकरे..मर  जाऊन  तिकडे..!”
शेवंताबाई – “आर्र्रा…बंद करा कालवा…आपन श्हारात येतुया..जरा शहरी रीतीभाती नि बोलाव की..!”

(थोड्या वेळानी)
शकी (चिरक्या आवाजात) – “son of a bitch, you n***a, crap..!”
इशल्या – “you bloody swine..piss off!”

शेवंताबाई (धन्य होऊन ) – “अहो ऐकला का? आपली पोर बी शरात ल्या पोरांच्या तोंडात मारतील…”
गुलाबराव (तोंड पान आणि गुटख्यानी भरल्यामुळे) – “ह्म्म्म…”(प्चाआक..)  “व्हाय…बराबर हाय..”

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If you need to find me….get over here – http://moiblogging.wordpress.com or just leave a comment, I’ll get back to you.

Python Pits..

Q. How many times do we require to convert a python tuple to plain string?
A. It was during one situation that I required to collect some data directly from the database. If this wasent enough, I had to send the data to a mobile using sms. I used MySQLdb and connected to the database.The program was as follows.

import codecs
import MySQLdbconn = MySQLdb.connect(host=’localhost’,use_unicode = True, charset = “utf8″, user=’harshad’,passwd=”,db=’statusnet’)

cursor=conn.cursor()

p=cursor.execute(“”"select content from notice where profile_id = 1″”")

g=cursor.fetchall()

q=[]
for i in g:
j=str(i)
q.append(codecs.encode(j))

print len(q)

for e in q:
print codecs.encode(e)

The output of the program was as follows.

python statusnet.py
5
(u’Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time… http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1&#8242;,)
(u’hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2&#8242;,)
(u’Hallo.’,)
(u’Wussup??’,)
(u’!harshad hi..’,)
["(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',)", "(u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',)", "(u'Hallo.',)", "(u'Wussup??',)", "(u'!harshad hi..',)"]
root@indiaforce:~# python statusnet.py
5
(u’Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time… http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1&#8242;,)
(u’hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2&#8242;,)
(u’Hallo.’,)
(u’Wussup??’,)
(u’!harshad hi..’,)
["(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',)", "(u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',)", "(u'Hallo.',)", "(u'Wussup??',)", "(u'!harshad hi..',)"]

Wow..look at the output. I got a nice tuple. Now do I send a tuple as sms??

After some time I realized that there must be a way to convert all tuples to a string and then send the strings either to the screen or to the mobile or anywhere…

Here is the code..

import MySQLdb
import codecsconn = MySQLdb.connect(host=’localhost’,use_unicode = True, charset = “utf8″, user=’harshad’,passwd=”,db=’statusnet’)

cursor=conn.cursor()

p=cursor.execute(“”"select content from notice where profile_id = 1″”")

y=[]
while (1):
a=cursor.fetchone()
if a == None:break
print a
y.append(a)

print y

g=[]
for i in y:
s=i
b=[j.encode("utf-8") for j in s]

for i in b:
print b
g.append(i)

print “g > “,g

Output

python statue.py
(u’Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time… http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1&#8242;,)
[(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',)]
(u’hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2&#8242;,)
[(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',), (u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',)]
(u’Hallo.’,)
[(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',), (u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',), (u'Hallo.',)]
(u’Wussup??’,)
[(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',), (u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',), (u'Hallo.',), (u'Wussup??',)]
(u’!harshad hi..’,)
[(u'Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1',), (u'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2',), (u'Hallo.',), (u'Wussup??',), (u'!harshad hi..',)]
['Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1'%5D
['hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2'%5D
['Hallo.']
['Wussup??']
['!harshad hi..']
g >  ['Traces, many faces, lost till the end of time... http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/1', 'hello.c http://localhost/statusnet-0.8.2/index.php/attachment/2', 'Hallo.', 'Wussup??', '!harshad hi..']

I dont know how many times we land up in a similar situation, now that we have got a list, we can easily iterate through it and get a sleek string as output. No hassles at all.. It still shows some hiccups, nevertheless it works..kludgy but effective. Can work for any amout of rows that we need..

Main intention of writing this place is that I couldent find a better example on google and wondered if I write it, might be useful, and if someone is finding a solution for it, here is it..

End of Logs.

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PS – In case you wonder I havent added any exception handling code..it is one of my prime mottoes not to write code generating exceptions. so far its been good.

print q

हायकू

झाडीमागचा हिरवाकंच पोपट,
लालचुटुक चोच
जणू विड्याने रंगलेले ओठ..!

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Unwritten letters (my love story, my beliefs, my space, etc)

Some freak economics a milkman taught me

Economics is a very facinating mix of theorotical science and practical art of managing money. Apart from spelling the word economics right, theres very little contribution to world economics from my side..

until now..

Few days ago, one interesting bill was attached to our common notepad – It was the milkman bill..Out of utter curiosity, I looked at it and was staggered..!! It read that I had to pay almost 1000/- to the milk man, and the service charges were extra. Service charges in this case was the salary given to the milk delivering boy and some supply chain management costs..

I just calculated – The milkman gets approx 1000 rupees from my house. He delivers milk to adjoining 50 homes. On an average, a family needs 1 litre of milk everyday, and in Pune, the well known brand costs around 32 rupees a litre. So, in all, it works about 30×32 = Rs 960/- per home. Multiply it with 50 families, and the monthly income of the milkman is – 960×50 = 48000..!! The milkman automatically gets a decent discount from the milk supplier since he purchases them in bulk. The other cost is that of the milkboy who delivers those bags early in the morning..I am not sure how much salary he will fetch, lets assume he gets 2500/- pm. Most of the time that boy needs to invest 2 hours per morning and then continue study or any other activity. That leaves Mr Milkman the amount of almost  47000/- pm. Add to it there is no known and official service tax on doing this.Wow..aint that awesome? Add to it that our milkman does work in a bank apart from delivering milk, so this salary is extra to him…

Incredible.!!

I read in papers that many freshers in engineering arent getting jobs and even if they land on one, they have to work as a trainee for well over 1.5 years till they start getting the standard salary. Add to it the cutting edge training costs these engineers invest in.

From the facts based above, I can safely say that I want to be a Milkman…instead of slogging in front of the computer writing cryptic and buggy software, its better I start something like this..!! Till few years ago, milk delivery man was just another poor mans job..today its turned to be a number one earning service with comparative less stress etc. Of course, even this field might have its own unknown risks, losses, and all that stuff, but did anyone ever look at the strange economy behind the scene??

I dont know..

PS  – All figures are indicative, your milage may vary. I am an ignorant and untrained economist, so please forgive me if I make mistakes..

Independence Day

Yesterday, our forfathers fought against the evil british empire..

Today..we have to fight against the evil corrupted system that they have left behind..

The battle isent over…

Happy Independence Day, India..

Swine flue in Pune, India, some reasons and questions

Everything is justified.

However, India is more prone to any kind of epidemics because of the inherent unclean habits the common people have.

Add to it the careless attitude of people who actually are supposed to work on complex issues. The recent epidemic wouldent have had been so grave if the airport authorities would have done a more strict check of the people coming from abroad..what did they do? Just filled up a form saying that we are safe..some infected blokes slipped in the city, mixed with people and today, after 10 lives gone, we are wondering from where did it all start..!!

Nuts..isent it??

And one more thing..

This swine flue isent a joke anymore we sit and analyse it esp the punekar way..

Some families have lost their children, working men. This loss cant be justified. At this point of time, we all should support them. We need to realize the gravity of this issue.

Lets not take it like ‘just-another-thing’

Ignorance is a deadly sin, and we are paying for it.

Some things that came in this light

1. Where is Sharad Pawar, the head of National Disaster Management Committee which was set in Mumbai 2005 floods? I think the old guy needs to divert his attention from ICC to India. People are dying, food is becoming expensive and this guy..what is he doing??

2. Where is Suresh Kalmadi? This man is invisible since the Deepak Mankar incident, and even during the swine flu epidemic, he hasent come across to punekars? Is this what we have elected him for?

3. Is this a plot of a foreign power to disrupt the Indian software industry??

4. The CM of MH is a MBA, he is supposed to have knowledge of how to manage things..but he missed it completely. Confused, Ignorant and Pathetic.. Asshok Chavan should sit in his house …

5. Dont get out of home for at least 4 days.

Rain haiku

Thunder flashes

across the night sky

A full Moon grows.

Creating new origami

dusty rain drops

softly…

little rain drops…

ripe plums fall

all over the ground

Bloomed in late summer

a ripe cherry falls

in silent silence..

Rain drops fall

no one hears

the silent thuds..

A sneek peek

Thats the first preview of India Force Linux Desktop. Stay Tuned…

Here it comes..

India Force Linux

6 years ago, I had my first ever tryst with Linux. One step towards the goal. Coming here was a task I dont want to remember. Still, I will reach to the top.

Here comes Agneya. The first release from India Force Linux.

1 year

It began last year..

13 June 2008.

1 year exactly…So many things there I dont want to remember.

It ended..it had to..either this way or that..I am relieved it did..not the way I wanted, but still….Its over…forever..

The first program

10 REM

20 PLAY “CDGFABC”

30 END

F5

 

This isent a 3 lined haiku, its my first program written in Qbasic on a 286 MS-DOS machine in 1993. This was the first step into computing. Had no idea that one day I will be here.

10 years later, the anatomy of IBM PC’s was revealed in ‘IBM PC’s and CLONES’, a classic cult book by B.Govindraju. Surprisingly, the teacher who taught me PC Architecture had no idea how to generate sounds through PC speaker. It wasent her fault, its the bad education system we have.

The end brings a new beginning

The end was actually hiding a new beginning in its sphere;

darkness became the light,

the wind turned into the smell of fear…

2008 will end soon. Thank you to everyone who supported me. I had promised, even if this blog might stop for a while, the journey still continues…Some of you mailed me, some of you called me, I thank you. I wont pretend, but your words helped me a lot..

I cannot make you wait for too long..

You can now find me on Twitter – http://twitter.com/sevenlives

This is a new venture by me into realms of unknown. I have tried to be honest while writing the Haiku, an art that is obscure, difficult to master, yet at the same time offers simple advice to the reader, the Zen way. At the same time, you can find humour, sarcasism, philosophy, rhythm a blend of everything…As a kid, I read a lot of Aesops Fables, Panchatantra, Indian legends, so expect to find the wise sages, the lonely Hermits, the houseless woods, speaking tigers, poisonous snakes, dangerous scorpions, smiling babies, everything that we encounter in our dreams and real life .Sometimes you might not actually feel like reading a stereotype Haiku, but i have tried to preserve the ’3 line rule’ , short is sweet..It offers me several advantages -

1. It requires less time to write

2. It helps to deliver the right message in right time

3. Offers you lot of flexibility in reading, you dont need to be holed up forever in front of pc all the time..

What more I can say now? Its time you can go and read it. Mind you, its Twitter, microblogging has got some limitations, the Haikus I wrote still maintain a rough edge, but I havent tried to hide the naiveness, maybe it will help to end the learning phase a little more fast..Twitter cannot substitute WordPress, but for the timebeing, it serves well..

This is the sample of what you can expect

People understand Tao

People understand Zen

Lying is a bad habit..

This Haiku is obviously meant to target all marketting mongers. They are all of the same catagory, they try to sell you anything making it appear useful, however you bring it, you realize, its a waste of resources. We all need to be careful. Dont invest into something that appears glamorous, glosy. Too much of shine can be harmful. Your money/time/resources are precious, use them wisely and dont succumb to any pressure. In todays age, where recession looms ahead, job cuts are round the corner, we need to make sure we act wisely.

Or

Peace and goodwill

they are everlasting desires

Weak people have got no options…

Todays tough age demands more out of us. No one can afford to be weak and request help all the time. Its apparant that a weakling is a burdan in any society. Unless you are strong, you are firm, you will always stay at the mercy of others, thus making your life miserable and weak. A weak person always desires peaec, but he is unable to fight for it, thus living forever in grief..A lesson we learn from Indias IT sectors debacle – Depend on US for yor jobs, you will always be at the perils of anti outsourcing voices. Obama isent a good man who will work in your favour, making life easy for you. The time isent the same now. Its time to get tough and act accordingly..Develop your own technology and then sell it. Sooner or later the world will be at your feet.

Ok, thats enough for now.

With all your blessings and compliments,

I will be there again…

See you on Twitter.

Harshad Joshi.

The last post on this blog.

A dream, a dream, a dream I had
The world, a theater
The stage, our lives
The actors, ourselves
Our dreams, our plays
Our audience, our souls

Alas, at last, the courtain’s closed
Aplause for dreams
Applause for peace
Applause for us.

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Isent it enough for someone unknown like me?? Maybe Amitabh Bacchans weekly stats might be this much, but then…  ;) 

(Incomplete)

Slowly walking out…

 

 

Hi everyone.

Whether you have come here by chance, hunting for something you need, or maybe Google/Yahoo! guided you here, or someone recommend you to visit this tiny blog, I want to thank you for visiting.

I think the time is coming, slowly but surely and I am honestly losing my motivation to write. I think I should stop this blog. I met many wonderful people througout these 2 years. I am thankful to them for all the support they gave me. This decision isent going to be very easy for me, but sometimes we have to make a tough mind and act accordingly.  

 Live life the way it should be. In your day to day interactions, you will come across many experiences, many people. Some of them give you moments to cherish about, some you may like to forget. Whatever the case might be, one mantra to make your life little more better. Be yourself, dont hide. Just believe in destiny, dont care what it says. Just believe in destiny. Love and trust atleast one person and make sure you both stay togather. Learn to forgive the people who mange to hurt you. Many of them do it unknowingly. Just identfy them. And importantly – People around you are like mirrors. They reflect to you what you actually are. If you are one of those actors loving to decieve people, automatically, the people closer to you are the same. If you are a kind hearted person, you will always have company of those people who need you most and you will also have collegues similar to you. 

I could write more, but let some things be secret. You know it. 

PS – If I regain my motivation, I defiantely will be back…but again, no gurantees. 

 

Till then, 

Adeos.

Harshad Joshi.

आता आठवताहेत..

आता अनोळखी होऊन गेलो आहोत आपण…. आता आहेत त्या फक्त आठवणी..

आधी.. सकाळी उठल्यावर पहिला फोन तुला.. जेवायच्या वेळेस फोन.. सन्ध्याकाळी फोन.. झोपण्यआधी फोन..
आता.. तुझ्याशी फोन वर बोलुन ८ महिने झाले.. ते हि बळजबरीचे बोलण..

तेव्हा.. रोज chatting.. खूप busy असलेल्या दिवशी सुद्धा missed call देवून.. वेळ ठरवून chatting..
आता.. शेवटचा mail कधी आला तुझा ते सुद्धा आठवत नाहिए..
आणि chatting?? बोलणच खुण्टलय तर कसल chatting??!!??

काय म्हणायच त्याला? जे पुर्वी होत? प्रेम? नाहिच.. अस विसरत का कोणी प्रेम? ती होती एक चूक.. तू केलेली, आणि तुझ्या प्रेमाखातर मी ही केलेली..

“मी तुझ्याशी बोलल्याशिवाय नाही राहू शकत ग.. “
“तुझा mail आला ना कि एकदम माझे डोले लकाकतात.. i feel much better..i donno why पण एकदम relaxed वाटत.. कितीही रुसलीस ना तरी mail करत जा.. “
“plz चिडू नकोस ग.. बोल ना ग plzzz..”

गेल ते सगळ..
आता उरल्या त्या सगळ्याच्या आठवणी आणि.. आणि हे..

“i just dont love u.. that was my mistake.. now will u plz stop ths and live ur life n let me live mine..”

Life is like that, and no matter how brave I pretend to be sometimes, some things really left an indelible mark on me, although it was nothing earth breaking or nerve shatttering thing, maybe I was a bit changed.

Tip – I want to know who reads this post and finds it relevant.

Moral of the story – This post is dedicated to a wide spread misuse of chatting and instant messaging. I wish I post the real dialog I had, but today, I do not have any kind of feelings left with me, Life has taken a new turn and all the old griefs are dead… For some strange reasons unknown to me, I have seen people behave like fools and they reason it for love, baah..There are very important things in life, and I do not think that a so called love is one of them..

I think this is the last post having a tag ‘Love’ on this little blog.

I have wings…

PS – I am not bitten by love bug. If you believe in love, forward it to your near dear ones and even if you dont believe in it, still forward this to your near dear ones..Then find out if there’s truth into it. On a personal note, I wonder, is something called as love so precious that people write about it?? Initially, the title made me think that it was a Red Bull tagline hehehehehe Whatever..;)

Whoa, after getting life threat mails from media mafias, this post is deleted..

Happy Diwali

Wishing everyone a very Happy Diwali..

School Days

I remember, one day, I was caught eating salted peanuts in middle of class.  The teacher not only confiscated my delicious, crispy peanuts, but threw me out of the class. I dont know what happened to those tiny handful of khau. The wicked teacher ate them all, or she threw them into dust bin, I dont know. I miss that taste, I miss the feeling of adventure we used to experience while trying to attempt eating in class when teacher was teaching..it was a way of keeping ourselves awake after the long recess..

However, this isent the greatest adventure I had..

It was summer of 97, and the weather was hot, and for some fancy reasons, the goy sitting in front of me decided that he no longer needed to wear his brown school shoes..he gleefully removed them, and I think he enjoyed fresh air coming to his feet. But for the rest of us, it was punishment. the smell of sweat from his socks was creating high nuisance…So, I decided to play a prank. I reached for one of his shoe. Carefully, I took it away, and passed it to the boy sitting in next row. Fortunately he got an idea what I was upto, he winked as if asking ‘Who?’ I winked back pointing to Chinmay, yes, his name was Chinamy..My intention was only to hide the shoe and let Chinmay hunt for it..but this guy had more funny idea…he passed it along to the next row…and the shoe found itself dislocated somewhere in 6th row. Mind you, I used to sit in 1st row..

In all that process, the teacher suddenly asked Chinmay to answer a question(Chinmay was dozing at that time) Naturally, he was clueless, he stood at his place dumbstuck. The teacher ordered him to walk off the class..It was sort of regular routine for him. Nonchantly, he put on one shoe, and this was when trouble struck…He was unable to locate one of his shoe, and the teacher was unable to understand what was taking so long..She screamed…”Chinmay..!!!” I could watch Chinmays face…those expressions said it all..I mean its so worse, you want to walk off a boring lecture but someone pesky has hidden your shoe, and at that point of time, even I didnt know where his shoe had travelled…He just managed to mumble…”..Mah shoe…e….”, “Shoes…”. Meanwhile, the rest of class realized the grave situation and within seconds, Chinmays shoe arrived at his place using the shortest path first algorithm..Chinmay realized who was the villian behind the scene..He looked at me and said,’ You just wait today after school’

The next day, Chinmay’s parent approached the school teacher, and coz of that, I got transferred from 1st row, 2nd last bench to third row, third bench, directly in front of teacher..only for one week..  My height was a proving problem for girls sitting on fourth bench..I came back on my original place..

Meanwhile, I am still wondering whar saved me from getting thrashed from Chinamy and his goons, plain good luck perheps..

8 terrorists arrested in Pune

8 dangerous terrorists of Indian Mujahiddin are arrested from Pune today. They used to  hack Wifi connections and use the connection to send threatening emails to Police and government. Its notable that each of them were well educated, the head honcho Mohmmad Mansur Asgar Pirbhai,aged 31 used to work @ Yahoo! one of the most prestigious companies of India on a salary of Rs 19 lakh . Shame on Yahoo! for employing such a terrorist. (Yahoo! India has agreed to share Pirbhoys information to police, still is this the HR policy of Yahoo, shit….)

First, the Samajwadi Party, Congress and that old man Javed Akhtar  wailed in favour of Azamgarh based terrorists claiming that they indulged into terrorist activities becasue they didnt had education, jobs etc. Now look at this Mansur Pirbhoy. Educated, having a well secure job and future, still he manages to do terrorist acts, plant bombs, send hate mails, and what else..I was startled to read that this son of a swine Pirbhoy didnt had a hint of remorse for what he did, or what he wanted to do.  He was stone cold during interrogations. Should we riddle their bodies with metal in public, just to show what is the fate of being a terrorist?? Meanwhile, Maya Sharma, the widow of Delhi Police martyr, Mohan Chand Sharma has come back strongly at the son of a bitch Amar Singh when he made derrogatory comments againsts the Late Sharma. WTH is Amar Singh?? Why dosent someone rip off his bulging eyes?? Except for Amitabh Bacchan, I think no one would like Amar Singh.. 

Meanwhile here are few tips

1. If any muslim coms to stay in your building, area, inform the police.

2. If your company has employeed muslim people, check their activities, their mails, their surfing habbits etc.

3. Dont trust what the muslim religious authorities say, muslims *are* terrorists. The Imam of Jama Masjid, Delhi is the biggest terrorist..dont trust the terrorists..

Navratri begins from today..Wishing everyone a happy and safe Navratri..

Navratri stands for ‘Nine nights’ where people worship Goddess Adi Maya for nine days..

Shivraj Patil, a height of political incompetence

 

 

Breaking News – Sunday 30 Nov 2008 12:15 pm 

After an eventful 3 days of Mumbai attacks, the bastard Sivraj Patil has finally decided to resign form the post of Union Home Minister. 

Son of a bitch..!!

Update on 28/11/2008

1. NSG commondos has surrounded Nariman House.

2, The Oberoi and Taj skirmish still continues, a blast is reported..

3. USA sends a team of FBI officials to Mumbai, I dont know what will they do in here..

4. Narendra Modi announces a 1 crore compensation to each of the killed in the attack..

 

Update on 27 November 2008

Mumbai is being attacked by pakistani militants. India *is* at war..Are we getting it, India *is* at war..!!!

We lost Hemant Karkare, Vijay Salaskar, and numerous others…

Shivraj Patil, you dork, why dont you just resign and sit at home telling stories of pre independence era to your grand children..maybe they will believe you are a Man…Terrorists are bombing places at their will, and your crap headed crab, you are sitting in a hi security office delivering bloody quotes..You incompetent nuthead, go away from the post of Union Home Minister, it is a prestigious and responsible ministry once held by Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel, hailed as the Iron Man of India. Shivraj Patil, dont forget, Sardar Patel was also of Congress, but one thing he had was courage. Courage isent a word, anyone could use it. You need to be a Man, understand it right. You need to be a Man to know exactly what courage means. The other day you were quoted as saying ‘I am not panicking even if terrorists attack’, isent it?? You burly brained nonsense, had the terrorists targetted your family members you would have realized who panicks and who dosent.

Let me tell you – The common Indian isent intimated by any kind of terror attack. We are used to every difficulty in life, every challenge, and every terse situation. But why should people like you get to be there, where you are right now..?? Crap head, just walk the streets of any Indian city unarmed, no security with you then you might get some sense in your brainless skull…

Shivraj Patil, you dork, you are an incompetant politico. Get a life…Get away from the Union Home Minisstry Office. You have already spoilt the prestige of that post, dont detoriate it further…

In a talk given to NDTV, this is what the minister has to say..

“I will resign only when the Congress president Sonia Gandhi tells me to go.”

wow, look at the height of shamelessness…So, according to Mr Shivraj Patil, Sonia Gandhi is the new God. And he will obey his God only…I am speechless…

We need that The law proposed by Narendra Modi, the GUJCOC should be implemented throughout India to battle terrorism. Add to it the POTA. Then I think no terrorist will dare to attack India

BSNL to launch 3G in Pune

BSNL has planned to launch 3G in Pune, Maharashtra. BSNL is the state owned public limited company. Its the biggest POTS provider and it also provides cellular, wll and internet services. BSNL has planned to invest Rs 300 crore and initially, it will serve about 2000 BSNL customers. Later, in end 2008, they will expand it once the GOI finalizes the 3G deal. To use 3G, you will need to pay 725 per month..

Q. What is 3G ?

Ans. 3G is the third generation of mobile phone standards and technology, after 2G. It is based on the International Telecommunication Union (ITU) family of standards under the International Mobile Telecommunications programme, “IMT-2000“. 3G technologies enable network operators to offer users a wider range of more advanced services while achieving greater network capacity through improved spectral efficiency. Services include wide-area wireless voice telephony and broadband wireless data, all in a mobile environment.

Unlike IEEE 802.11 networks, 3G networks are wide area cellular telephone networks which evolved to incorporate high-speed internet access and video telephony. IEEE 802.11 networks are short range, high-bandwidth networks primarily developed for data.

Features

The most significant feature of 3G mobile technology is that it supports greater numbers of voice and data customers — especially in urban areas — and higher data rates at lower incremental cost than 2G.

By using the radio spectrum in bands identified, which is provided by the UTI for Third Generation IMT-2000 mobile services, it subsequently licensed to operators. 3G uses .6 MHz channel carrier width to deliver significantly higher data rates and increased capacity compared to 2G networks.

The .5 MHz channel carrier provides optimum use of radio resources for operators who have been granted large, contiguous blocks of spectrum. On the other hand, it also helps to reduce the cost to 3G networks while being capable of providing extremely high-speed data transmission to users.

It also allows the transmission of 384 kbit/s for mobile systems and 2 Mb/s for stationary systems. 3G users are expected to have greater capacity and better spectrum efficiency, which allows them to access global roaming between different 3G networks.

Issues

Although 3G was successfully introduced to users in Europe, Asia, South America (Uruguay) and Africa, some issues are debated by 3G providers and users:

• Expensive input fees for the 3G service licenses
• Numerous differences in the licensing terms
• Large amount of debt currently sustained by many telecommunication companies, which makes it a challenge to build the necessary infrastructure for 3G
• Lack of member state support for financially troubled operators
• Expense of 3G phones
• Lack of buy-in by 2G mobile users for the new 3G wireless services
• Lack of coverage, because it is still a new service
• High prices of 3G mobile services in some countries, including Internet access (see flat rate)
• Current lack of user need for 3G voice and data services in a hand-held device

My concern

• BSNL is not known to provide anything called as QoS. Infact, not a single telco or ISP in India ever promises to deliver services on minimum QoS. Even most of the consumers dont bother about QoS. Why this carelessness, I dunno..Astonishing to know that 3G can have upto 2Mbps top speed. BSNL actually provides 2 MB as an elite internet service and that too at a premium price, and they dont gurantee that the upload/download sped will be consistant. Call any of their technical teams, they have got an answer – The server through which you ar uploading might be having some problems..Gosh, I am experimenting on their unlimited plan, and all I can get is a paltry 30 kbps download under good conditions…Are they taking me on a ride?  Is this what they call broadband??
• Right now, BSNL is promising video calling on 3G. The catch is that many existing customers dont have access to full fledged 3G devices. Also, people having BSNL mobil will be able to make video calls only to those having bsnl as mobil service provider, as no other service provider has got 3G capabilities of now. So, its only bsnl here..Remember those olden days when the BSNL phone used to be dead for major part of day, do we get to see this in case of 3G as well??
• Why didnt BSNL go in for Apple iPhone 3G when they were actually having resources to provide 3G? Its a waste of money and time for those who have purchased it through Airtel or Vodafone…

One things good that we are actually getting some premium services in India, however, as a consumer, we need to demand QoS from all service providers, whether its the ISP, telco or even the government that we elect..(or others elect..)

Unexpected problems??

The best way to avoid problems, is to avoid them.

Look around, you will get to see people who are perfect, they just dont seem to have any kind of conflicts, or any issues, they get well with any situation, any kind of people, they appear so natural, so flawles, sometimes we call them as happy go lucky, but sadely,the moment we try to act like them, we are in deep deep trouble..Heaven sake dont try to copy someone because it appears attractive or seems so perfect and so right for them. Once you are in a problem, dont crib over you getting caught in there when someone else was deserving it, just accept the fact that you werent smart enough to get out of it.

Last week, an errant rave party convict started screaming at me explaining that the rave party was good, he was innocent, and things like that..Actually, I didnt bother anything, but I realized, that he, along with his physiotherapist sister were facing problems, just like I described above. For them, rave party wasent the problem. The problem was, they found their names in the list of convicted people I had put up almost year ago..I imply said- If all that you are fgetting problamatic over seeing your name, the best solution was not to attend the party where you knew drugs were distributed freely…Maybe thats was their fasination, who cares?? That called me a moral brigadeer, a moral police(Hey, what does it mean?), he also called me a Talibani (rofl)..

Anyway, all I can say is – ‘Dont ever get into trouble, and if at all you do, just accept it as fate.’

Out on a break

I am away from here for a while..See you soon..

What is the greatest achievement of one’s life??

Best Answer – Chosen by Voters

The sense of achievement is different for various people
Example
1. For a mother – To hear the first word from her child
2. For a father – The feeling of becoming a ‘father’
3. For a Old person – When his great grand sons hugs him and says “How are you?”
4. For a artist – The joy and thril in creating a master peice
5. For 99% of us – Getting money, marry good looking girl we always like, keep mom and dad happy, bring up a child, help him to grow, expect good from him, and so on…..

We can go for many pages, but I am feeling sleepy right now.

Good night

Before I sleep, a little prayer towards God.

Oh God….
Thank thee for the wonderful things that you gave me today.
Thank thee for yet another beautiful day.
Thank thee for showing me the right direction
Thank thee for the beautiful moon and stars in the limitless sky..
Thank thee for the first tones of Freedom…

Bless me and my friends at Yahoo! Answers today.
Help them to get the right solution to their answers
Protect the Good…
Help me to avoid the Bad…
Good night God..
Tommorow will be the light..
A dream of dolphin…

(Isent there too much of thee?

May you achieve whatever you desire in life, provided its going to be useful to mankind.
Then, you might tell whats the greatest achievement of ones life..
HariOm tatsat..

Good night..

• 2 years ago

Source(s):

http://harshad.wordpress.com

The original source is – http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=1006021105416

At that time, I was hooked on to Yahoo! Answers, but now it seemingly looks boring..Now found a new toy – Twitter..

Sonali Kulkarni – the new face in Indian modelling field

I saw her first at Zee Marathi Awards 2008. I searched Google/Yahoo/Flickr, but all that I got was Sonali Kulkarni, the arts film actress. Finally, after much search and much wait, I got hold of her pic. Next time someone searches for Sonali Kulkarni images, this picture should be displayed in the results. Lets see…Its good to know that she hails from Pune.Umm…thats cool.

Hey Sonali, you rock. I wish you good luck for the future.

The New Age dilemma

• S: (n) dilemma, quandary (state of uncertainty or perplexity especially as requiring a choice between equally unfavorable options)

I have discovered a new ego bruising experience. If you are a single individual, and having lot of virtual girl friends on social networking tools like Orkut, then you might have noticed that whenever the girls status changes to ‘commited’ there is something, a sort of silent tiing that goes across the mind..It isent exactly pain or unhappiness, its something mix of surprise, shock, bruised ego and just like that…

No actual reason why this happens, but fair enough, so many times I have preached to people – Digital Social Networks esp Orkut are a fun, playway mirror of our daily lives, but the real problem arises when we start relating those tools with our real life and begin attaching our emotions and expectations to our virtual meetings. A timepass turns trouble for some. Should Orkut/Facebook/Myspace be avoided? Or is it the beginning of a new age desperation? Boy…this things tough to comprehend…Web 2.0 has binded people togather on a common platform but no ones ever thinking of the trouble that is following us..Wake up…Welcome to the new age dilemma.

Yamaha YZF-R1

Yamaha YZF-R15, a super bike to be launched in India in 2008

He is Yamaha’s new bike – Yamaha YZF-R15. Enjoy..

Life

आयुष्य समुद्रासारखय …असं अता प्रकर्षाने जाणवतय….
काय करु गोष्टीच तशा घडत गेल्या…
एकामागे एक…

भरती-ओहोटी….नित्यनियमाच्या …येणारच त्या …थोड्याच चुकणारेत….??? तेही मान्य…

पण ढवळून निघणं सगळ्यात वाईट …. सगळ्या आठवणी कश्या लाटांच्या तडाख्याप्रमाणे अंगावर आल्या… एकाकीच झेलाव्या लागल्या …. काही परतवून लावल्या…काहींनी नखशिखांत भिजवलं….
पण ठरवलच होता मुळी … जहाजाप्रमाणे हेलकावे खायचे …पण परतायचा नाही… नाहीतर त्या पुनः पुनः येतात ….पाठलाग करत … हौसच भारी ना मला ….
….नशीब म्हणालं..भोग अता …. भोगलं निमुटपणे … असहाय्यपणे…

माहितिये अजुन खूप बाकी आहे…पण तोपर्यंत मी स्वतःला घडवीन कणखर ….
आश्च्रर्य याचं वाटतय …………….(काही गोष्टी गुपीत ठेवाव्याच लागतात…हे हल्लीच कळालय मला)……

…. क्रमशः

पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मन पागोळ्यांगत झाले...
क्षितीजाच्या वाटेवरती पाण्यावर रांगत गेले.
थेंबांना सावरलेल्या त्या गवतांच्या काडांचा...
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मी भिजलेल्या झाडांचा
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मन थेंबांचे गारांचे..
आईस चकवूनी आल्या त्या डबक्यांतील पोरांचे !
मोडून मनाची दारे, येवुली पाऊल भरती..
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, या ओल्या रस्त्यावरती..
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मी चंद्रचिंब भिजलेला
विझवून चांदण्या सार्‍या, विझलेला शांत निजलेला
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मन भिरभीरता पारवा
पाऊस पडून गेल्यावर, मन गारठता....गारवा...

गार वारा हा भरारा, नभं टिपूस टिपूस

रानी वनी, पानोपानी, मन पाऊस पाऊस

माती खाली खोल खोल, ओल मातीच्या मनास

मातीवर थरथरे, ओला सुवास सुवास

पावसाळी पायवाटा…जरा उदास उदास…

दाही दिशांत पाखरे, जणू आभास आभास…

रान मोकळे मोकळे, बघे भारुन नभास

त्याचा हिरवा हिरवा….आज प्रवास प्रवास…

Slambook….after so many years, I remember this…I never got a chance to be in someones slambook, but it was something very hot in my school days. Usually, it was as self decorated book having different sections like we have on Orkut, except that we had to manually fill it in our own handwriting. Bad handwriting wasent allowed and the system was ultra secret. It was meant to be an exclusive girl-to-girl communication system. Boys werent allowed nearby, but I confess that I had once stolen a slambook out of pure curiosity, just to get details of what happens in there. It was luck, but peeping in someones property is equivalent of stealing…Later I meekly returned that book, the girl was shocked..!! She said – ‘Did you read this??’ I said – ‘No, why should I?’ I lied, I know, but I read everything, everything that was supposed to be a secret away from most of boys reach.

Some interesting stuff I remember was

1. The address and phone number – Every girl jotted down her phone number and postal address. In those days cellular phones were non existant and pagers were ultra cool. It was of no great use to me, I did not have a landline number, and the line I used for speaking would be heavily monitored. Besides, I was too lazy to move around on a cranky bicycle hunting for the girls address.

2. Likes – It was default that a girl likes ice cream and black forest. For a long time, I didnt know what black forest meant until someone fed me a delicious combination of chocolate, cake, coffee, ice cream, then I realized its a yummy thing…and since then, its my favourite till date.

3. Favourite colour – Insignificant detail, but pink was common..We dont have this on Orkut

4. Favourite film – Most of them mentioned Hollywood stuff. I wasent permitted to see any Hollywood film(officially) till I  became 18. Unofficially, I watched many Hollywood movies, and my parents dont know that Never knew why girls liked Tom Cruise. I liked his mission impossible 2 movie, because I was facinated by the bikes in it, not the heroine.

5. Every girl tried to decorate her slam content as good as possible. (I recall, my drawing belonged to the genre of Mr Pablo Picasso. Ultra Modern, abstract, and complex, my teacher once mocked me that you will be the next Picasso of India.She was rude..I didnt like that joke)

Today, I am riding on the messeges sent by Gods of Technology, as if I am from other galaxy, or an Almighty, but innocence is what I want. Those were the best days of my life…Sweet and innocent. Free from complexities of all this world..Todays kids arent so lucky..They have got everything, but the charm of a naive and raw life is unknown to them..Today we have got Orkut, Facebook, Myspace, theres even one online virtual site, but that beautiful handwritten slambook remains an eluded teen age dream…nostologia peheps..

शब्द ही निशब्दः झाला, पाहून तुझ्या लेखणीला, गहिवरलेल्या ओळीनीही अखेर घेतला स्वल्पविराम आधाराला!!

You are my talisman, I love you forever.

Enlightment,a new hope

मी आसाच आहे……
धर्मासाठी झुंजावे…
झुंजोनी अवाघ्यांसी मारावे…
मारिता मारिता घ्यावे राज्य आपुले…
देव मस्तकी धरावा,
अवघा हल्लकल्लोळ करावा..

Men are haunted by the Future. Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

I call myself a Peaceful Warrior… because the battles I fight are on the inside..

All Karmas proceed with the force to either remove pain or gain pleasure
Experiencing pleasure and pain, we roam the streets of Samsara

Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

Not knowing light from darkness we roam the streets of misery
In beauty there is ugliness
In ugliness I see beauty too
What a repulsive body that I have which oozes grime and filth
These carnal desires do I find unfulfilling

Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

Sadashiva Samarambham Shankaracharya Madhyamam
Asmadacharya Paryantam Vande Guru Paramparam

सदाशिवा समारंभम् शंकराचार्य माध्यमं
आसमादचर्यां पारयनतम् वन्दे गुरू परंपरामं

Finally the Truth is seen
Unknowable once to me but now known to me
What an error it is to take myself to be what I am not

No words can reveal me
Yet words alone set me free
The beatitude revealed through desciplic succession

No delusion for me
I am the ever free
No illusion for me
I am the ever free

Finally, the desires are Ash, I smear those ashes on my forehead and I free myself. Bhasma on my body..Bhasma on my soul..I am liberated….the Pain turns to Love….a new hope..Maya reveals her true form…

Maya is inevitable…

I submit myself to Maya..

Maya has set me free…

The revelations are known…

May there be peace..

तू आकाश दिलेस मला
मनमुक्त उडण्यासाठी
आणिक एक घर दिलेस
थकून कुशीत शिरण्यासाठी

आता थोडे थोडे सगळ्यांना
आकाश वाटत फिरतोय
ज्यांना घर नाही त्यांना
घर देण्याचे स्वप्न बघतोय

घरी वाट पाहतय कोणी
तू असा दिला विश्वास
मी फिरतोय खिन्न दिव्यात
भरत अता ज्योतींचे श्वास

You were the one I was dreaming all my life..You were my rain, you were the Sun, I needed both, because I needed you..Words are poor substitutes for feelings, specifically those feelings which are intense, at the same time too complex…But now what remains is the Ashes…The Ashes of Desires…The word cruel is too overused, how can people be so cruel? Why? What makes them behave so brutally? Am I always wrong in learning people? How can it be? She was so beautiful…I remember..it was cold November..leaves were falling..life was a dream…Today my dreams are lost, but I thank God for the little chance he gave me to have those wonderful experiences. Thank You God, I used to see you through her. Bless her.

Poem is stolen from here.

Dedicated to my lost love – Honey, I loved you immensely

Every time u call i freeze
When your close to me i feel a chilly breeze
I know something is not right
Could u b the one making me feel so tight

I didn’t use to like u
But now could it b true..
Am i falling in love with u?

So innocent, so sweet and surreal
Casting a swirling aura around us
Turquoise eyes drowning and drenched
Within the angelic love song

The hearts had met to one mystic soul
Wanted to feel this forever and ever
Never to cease and fade, never to wane
My love I always felt , would always
Last till the end of the time.

I agree that this short peom isent mine, I take no credits for it. I dont know who’s written it, but what matters is that its an apt example of whats going through my mind..Normally I dont speak mushy, but now I am letting it out in public.

Honey, listen to me, you may never know or understand  it, but if you  read this, I confess that I loved you more then anything else. True we may never meet, but if I could show you what true love was, then its this….My words are turning empty, but the feelings arent…Dear God, if you get time from you daily chores, can you please listen up a prayer I sent for her? Keep her happy. Just keep her happy, I know what pain is like, but I wish she remains happy. She retaught me the purpose of life.Those beautiful moments she passed with me make me feel heaven. I have no complaints with what happened, nor I care a damn about whats gonna take place, but the fact is, I am in deep love, I am rediscovering myself in a form previously unknown to me..

Gosh, these feelings….let the rain come down and wash away my tears, let it shatter the walls and drown my fears..I feel as if I had been kissed by an angel of Love..A new day …has come…..

To all those boozing hounds and enemies of Love and haters of God, non believers in Love – This post is not meant for you. Not at all for you. If you are the pathetic and immature souls whose concepts are fake as that of Maya, get a life..shoo away, you get it, just fly away..hide yourself into deepest dark oceans or infinite space..Go….!!!!

Disclaimer While the people I write about are real, the experiences I post here may or may not be real and related to people I know. Its just my thoughts I have spoken to myself. If anyone of you finds a co-incidence, then rejoice…maybe I have taken some inspiration from you..And honestly, I do not hate anyone in life, even if you have managed to break my heart, you know that I am a brave soul Maybe 10 years from now I look back and say – O boy, I was so mad, crazy at times, I dont know. We are all strong and weak at times. So dont mind anything, just read, enjoy and move on with life

Good Grief

This heartbreak hangover has continued for fairly long time, I mean its more then a week I havent been able to pick my spirits up. In one point of view, everything appears as a dead end, especially in this fast globalized ultramodern age, with so much technology and gadgets around, who would bother to wait and listen? Its such a fast paced world. Friendship made and broken in seconds, split seconds without batting an eyelid, On the other hand, the mind, the frenziness of emotions and feelings tell an otherwise story. Whom to really care for? Inspite of technology, the communication and understanding gap still prevails between people. This comes to notice specifically when one apologizes to a girl by making use of email/sms/chat combo. Even a guy advised me to meet her and sort it out. Boy, I had that courage and might, then probably I wouldent even have these bad feelings get into my way. This is Karma, we attach our emotions with so many people really without knowing the consequence of what will happen in future. Some blokes I know are pretty calculated individuals, they do not allow emotions to get in their way, call it a professional approach of sort.

This incident taught me many things.

1. No matter how much rich your dad is, a gurl will first look at you and your capabilities. Atleast the one who analyses you for a long time dosent get impressed by the prizes you won, she looks at the job and the yearly package. No other impression ever works..

2. Surrounded by technology, we might get a feel of being a technocrat or whatever, but primitive feelings like emotions, rage, jealousy still exist. By no means we can avoid it. The forms and definations of ego might have changed, but it still continues to hurt as hell.

3. Love hurts. In every age Love hurts. It has hurted me a lot. I dont know if I am mature enough to understand its true meaning, but the seen consequence makes me wonder – I am freaky enough to be loved?I am an equally loved and hated guy, I remember most of those occasions when I was hated..

Gosh darn those status lines on my Gtalk – Love and Hate are one and all, sacrifice soon turns to revenge..

A girl may not find these lines romantic enough, especially when shes commited to someone else. She will take it as an ominous sign of flirting, and bang, thats the end of all relations..no amount of apologies work, meeting is impossible, no truce…no peace, direct attack…what else??

4. If you have been hurt before in relations, its wisdom to avoid complications in first place itself. If any jilted lover is reading this, I would advise – Avoid relations that do not exist. Example – A fragile relation that occured during a meeting over in social networking tools like MySpace, Orkut, FaceBook etc. These relations are never serious, they do not have any name, Modern pundits call it cyber relations, I dont have any good name for it. I mean its crazy concept to even think of attaching a name and emotions to a thing that exists in electronic world. Its true that sentimental fools like me are fond of attaching their feelings to the most ridiculous and insignificant things that exist in this world, its difficult at times. Here, every occasional hi, hello is a symbol of friendship, and every relation is apparantly a permanant one. Madness in all respect….I am a mad person who has got a provan track record of being in madly with love with girls I know I would never get to see, to touch, to talk and so on…This is my flaw, and I seriously need to get over it. My ex girl friend said that she avoided me because I did not had a ‘pure’ friendship with her. If I know that saying hello to her in wee hours of morning can spell as disaster I am suffering from, I would have avoided it. I am going to avoid it all togather throughout my life. Never send a girl an sms that can spoil your party. Controversies are never comfortable…

5. Even if sacrifice may turn to revenge, you may not see the face who would say ‘I love you, I will kill you, but I will love you forever’ (Sobs…Sobs…..Tears…Sniff) I didnt Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…….

I will update this if my girl replies back to me, else think this as the end of this post (and my spoilt relation as well ) Hey Girl, dont mind, I will still continue loving you..Pure love knows no limits      (Sic..Snifff…)

Moments of madness and sadeness(and peace too)

Its night. I am on the terrace, waiting for Nikhil. Our meeting is late by almost 2 hours, and on top of that, the sms meant for him went to someone else whom I have recently hurt a lot. Yeah, she was my only good friend who used to enquire – ‘Howz you’, no one, even my so called best buddies never asked me so sweetly of how am I? No one cared. I mean why would anyone bother?? My image in front of them is that of a warrior, every move is a war, every step is a step taken in battlefield, no place for emotions. Warriors are not meant to be asked ‘Howz you’, its assumed that they are fine. Why emotions? The only emotions that were known were Rage, and madness fueled by arrogance and ego, an ego I dont remember the time I carried first. Why do I have that image? Why am I attracted towards pain? Why do I have so much ego and arrogance that not only hurts me but also the people who are around me. Why? No one bothers to know this, but I am going to put it in public, I am suffering it for past 3 days, and its too much for me. The guilt is killing me. Its not the first time, but then who says that sufferings are easy? Sufferings are sufferings, everytime we suffer, it hurts. It hurts like hell. Why did I make a hell of my only good relations? Was I proud? Was I vain? Was I mad? I dont know, but definately I am sade.

Coming back to the meeting. Nikhil and I met after almost 2 months. Strange thing. Two brothers living in a same place chat over Instant Messenger, instead of offline meetings. Ridiculous or inevitable? Is it overuse of technology or height of geekiness?? Whatever…

I told him for my problems. His solutions are always working. I trust him for almost anything. He said – ‘Brother, why did you suffer?’, I said ‘I dont know’, pat came the reply – ‘Coz you are new to it’, I said ‘But she didnt feel anything about it’ He responded – ‘ Reason is that – its not new for her’ Boy, I wonder from where my brother gets these answers? He is genius for sure. He makes a good software engineer, ruthless at times, but very practical and to the point. Not unlike me, an emotional fool, too vulnerable to get hurt in this hard world. Is this the reason why I wear a mask of a Warrior? I dont know.

We discussed many things- Current trends in industry, the upcoming standards, the bugs, the errors, the childhood memories, esp the one of playing hockey and football, had a good laugh at it remembering our innocent days.It was an innocent world far far away from tangents of todays technology.Candy tasted like Candy, sugar was sweet, TV was cartoons and joy was joy, no adultrations. Mom says I am still that innocent child trying to find his lost toys in a huge world. Lost toys? Will ever I get to regain my lost toys?

BTW, a sms seeking her apology has gone unanswered. I know it reached her,but currently she is too hurt to respond. I will wait. Time can heal every wound. Hate can be pacified. Desires can be overcome, only Time knows how and when…

To be continued…

Illusion – आभास

आभास हा….. छळतो तुला…छळतो मला…!!

Today is the second anniversary day when she met me on orkut, and sadely, today marks the first day of our official breakup.. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………!!!!

(Someone put off my flames……I am burning….)

Why! …

I was childish and unfair
To you, my only friend
I regret, but now it’s too late

I can’t show you anymore
The things I’ve learned from you
Cause life just took you away

And I’m asking why! …
And I’m asking why! …
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why

But someday we’ll meet again
And I’ll ask you

And I’ll ask you why! …
Why it has to be like this
I’m asking you why
Please give me an answer

Many years and stupid fights
Till we accept to see
How it was and it’ll always be

Why it has to be like this
Why we don’t realize
Why we’re too blind to see the one
Who’s always on our side

And I’m asking why! …
And I’m asking why! …
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why

Just tell me why! …
Why it has to be like this
That the good ones disappear
I’m asking you why

And I’m asking why! …
And I’m asking why! …
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why

And I’m asking why! …

Karma

Whatever happens, happens…

We create, We destroy

A form, nobody knows….

Desires create, Desires destroy

Still, Karma spares no one…

The Eternal Sacred Flame..

Always burns…

Feel…Understand…Learn….

Look into mirrors of your soul, love and hate are one and all…

Sacrifice soon turns to revenge and believe me, you would see the face who will say – I love you, I’ll kill you, but I will love you forever..

These were the lines on my gtalk status, and the girl I was meeting for almost 2 years decided to abandon me. True there was no offline relation between us, nevertheless I was fool to associate my emotions with someone who was never mine. ‘Pure Friendship’ Duh.. How can she be so cruel, so cold hearted, so mean? So much that it brought tears to my eyes..after a long time, I remember – Tears dont taste good, they have got lot of sorrow filled in…I hate em. A man hates tears..And by the way, if purity is so weak that it gets broken so fast, then I hate it too..(Tears…cries…)

The 100th post

I am in love, inspite of the fact that I am not going to reach anywhere closer. Strange word this Love, one of the most primitive feelings yet the strongest one with no parallel. I know its crazy to fall in love with someone you have never seen, just occasionally heard and met only through Instant Messaging. Is this relation called cyber love? Whatever…

Even if its a cyber or virtual love, I wont deny, my feelings are as strong as ever…Love hurts, when the girl you are after seeks someone else, Love definately hurts…but falling for her is a crazy concept in all aspects, God knows why I have affinity to fall for someone elses girl….3 times it has happened. 1st time – I didnt had courage to speak up, the 2nd instance – she was married (she was my teacher..!!) and now, this 3rd time – Shes committed already, and poor me, is bruised yet again for absolutely no reasons..once again I experience the sadeness…

The only memories for a jilted cyber romancer like me is to occasionally go through the IM chat history desperately trying to capture those wonderful moments or to go through the sms she sent me…Boy, I have gone crazy, crazy as ever….

Monday, 16 Jun 08

Actually I am feeling much better now. I think a blog post helped me more then half a dozen anti depressant pills and couple of beers. So, moral of the story - The Zen Hindu Brahminism advices to write a blog each time you succeed, each time you fail, each time you are happy, each time you are sade. Posting or writting helps to unpersonify dukkha..

The heat is on…

Its 41 degrees celsius here @ Pune and its a difficult scenario at work places esp in this hot weather when the heat is taking its toll….Its hard to imagine that Pune, once known for its mild weather is boiling at high temperatures…!

Global warming, what else…???

Not more of this

Yesterday I jumped out of a train while it was in motion. I am writing this because I am alive and in one piece, but I promise that I will never do this thing again…..!!

Shri Ganesh

Unwiring Pune – Indias first Wi-Max enabled city

Finally its there. The ‘Unwiring Pune’ project has kicked off.. This new wirefree access utilizes WiMAX (Worldwide Interoperability for Microwave Access) and Wi-Fi (Wireless Fidelity) technologies to equip Pune with high-speed wireless internet. Wireless connectivity will allow people to access the Internet through a laptop or personal digital assistant (PDA), sans the need for cables. WiMAX is claimed to be the most cost-efficient way of building wireless data networks and a means to link people over large distances for “last mile” connectivity and bridging the digital divide. Taking a leap over Bangalore and Hyderabad, Pune will become the first Indian city to have a high-speed wireless Internet network even before the Centre’s much-awaited spectrum policy is announced. Initially Pune did had a demo of wireless internet access on Walking Plaza, but today, this project has finally taken off in grand style. Streaming, broadband access and that too with ease and convinience is sure to rock Pune. Imagine the power of Broadband without the hassles of wires..

What more can I say? Its true that Pune was coming in news for all the wrong reasons(rave parties, orkut misuse etc), but now I think that this news makes one feel good….Similar kind of service is provided by the search engine giant Google in San Francisco. Now we are at par with the developed regions in some departments, if not all, but that shouldent stop us from being happy..

Q. What is WiMAX?

A. WiMAX (World Interoperability for Microwave Access), based on the IEEE 802.16 standard, is expected to enable true broadband speeds over wireless networks at a cost point to enable mass market adoption. WiMAX is the only wireless standard today that has the ability to deliver true broadband speeds and help make the vision of pervasive connectivity a reality.

There are two main applications of WiMAX today: fixed WiMAX applications are point-to-multipoint enabling broadband access to homes and businesses, whereas mobile WiMAX offers the full mobility of cellular networks at true broadband speeds. Both fixed and mobile applications of WiMAX are engineered to help deliver ubiquitous, high-throughput broadband wireless services at a low cost.

Intel currently plans to integrate WiMAX and WiFi into its notebook platforms based on Intel® Centrino® Mobile Technologies. Pairing the two will help bring users the ultimate in high-speed mobile broadband. Intel believes that WiMAX, with its technical and economic advantages, should help enable mainstream adoption of personal broadband.

Moral of the story – Get a laptop having Intel Centrino Mobile Technology..

Update : 23 April 2008 – No further development and this project seems to have lost momentum

Dish TV

5 reasons for avoiding satellite TV services in India esp Dish TV

1. Dish TV is a utter crap service handled by a couple of jerks. Their STB’s (set top boxes) are manufactured in China and are of very inferior quality. One of our boxes has gone on a ride

2. Their service is very bad. I dont know any other company which dosent provide TV services even after paying the alloted rent.

3. The dealer and the company have got different opinion about the schemes and number of channel subscription.

4. The movies on demand are of utter crap quality. They are mostly unwatched B or C grade Hindi movies which were thrown out of theaters in the 1 week itself.

5. The customer care is handled by half paid blokes. One of them asked me to do a MASTER RESET and discovered that there is a ‘problem’ in their STB. Whoa….Its like formatting the disk and trying to find the stored data in there…and then saying ‘Oh, there might be a lil’ bug’.

One positive thing about Dish TV is that free-to-air channels can be viewed on the STB, even if monthly rent isent paid on time(this can change soon). However, I dont need to clarify about the media quality of free-to-air channels. Its unspeakable.

I think the TRAI has lost a chance to earn more bribe by leaving out the TV section. Pathetic dogs.