Saint Rantic

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE

2006-05-07T09:40:00.000-07:00

Please go to my new web home here : http://desibell.org/blog Thanks!

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2006-05-05T13:24:00.000-07:00

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Success

2006-04-30T23:10:00.000-07:00

Enough of ranting about failure and success............. I have been a mediocrite till now.... have to pick myself up... have to pick myself up............................................ I know what i am.... I have to reach the skies................have to build my dream... have to build my dream!!!!!!!!!!!!! Totally frustrated :-) will write something more soon.... till then, good morning , good afternoon and good night!!!! ************************************************************************************ reason: I am not an IITian, nor an IIM guy nor anything..... that is how success is measured in India!!!!! If I ever reach a commanding position, i shall make sure that i will never EVER discriminate one candidate to another based on where they are coming from, what is their race, color, ethinicity, insititution etc etc. Enough of this academic hypocricy, which measures individuals by one sample of exam data.... I can rant on and on... and u can argue to prove me wrong.. i dont really care...because its not what we say that matters, its what we do! I got the second publication of my life (and maybe the last one) in Speech Signal Processing in a European Conference (the first was on Fiber Optics) . It feels great and all... I am happy at all of our efforts especially pills.. for all the intense coding and not to mention the intense bike riding he did. And to S ChandraSekhar, our all knowing SigProc Guru. Without these people I would have literally have no academic credibility, other than the courses that i have taken. Thanks Pills and Chandra! though the fruits have come in very late, when it is more or less irrelevant to me. This was my hardest try..... with all my sincerity... and yet... it did not work out when it should have...all my life i lost out because something did not click.. something was out of phase... something became irrelevant... cannot help but crib that i may be just a mediocrite.. a low IQ guy fit to do plumbing work somewhere. THis is what i feel i am till now, please dont compare with me people who hang out with me, u might conclude the wrong stuff! So now i am fed up.. with economics.. with the demand supply chain of education, girls, perfect match, perfect house, perfect family.... will rant more on the demand supply scenario of girls... that would be a nice thing to write about!

This is where i wanna be

2006-04-25T22:30:00.000-07:00

LADAKH................... AKA Heaven... Place: Pangong Lake Source:Wikipedia on Ladakh

On Divorce and Marriage

2006-04-21T17:24:00.000-07:00

What makes a successful family? This question has been in and around my mind for a long time. Everyone in India would look and comment at our commendably low divorce rates... however has anyone cared to check the rates at which they are going up? U may say that it is because of the westernization of the society. To me it is a sign that people are using and enjoying their freedom. It is a sign that if they make a mistake they try to correct it. Increasing divorce rates therefore partly indicate a healthy society. It also indicates the estimate of the number of people who make mistakes, thus shows the number of people who made mistakes marrying. I believe that every culture has a divorce equillibrium. If our culture remained the same always, I have strong reason to believe that the divorce rate would fluctuate along a mean with small variance (i.e. no high devations). But culture changes slowly, as it is the product of complex social thought processes. So u can model it in a stable society with a small trend (up or down) and a random variable(zero mean gaussian maybe :-) ) added to it. It may be seen from the UK and Australian divorce statistics that the divorce rate fluctuate around a small upward trend. This means that they are more or less stable for a long time to come. The US has stopped collecting statistics on data (STRANGE!!), for some reason. So we can see that my theory in the above paragraph can be substanciated. What is happening in India? http://www.divorcereform.org/stats.html The above is a good place to start looking for all round estimates of divorce and one can see that the divorces are in India are going to hit the sky sometime. There is a huge upward trend i guess( i dont have the statistics, and i believe no one does.. coz there has not been an effective census measuring this). Assuming this upward trend exists, it shows us that there is some big change in our culture, it is a cultural indicator. It shows how many mistakes are made, and it shows that more and more people are realizing that they have made a mistake. Another interesting aspect for me to note would be the number of couples divorcing after having an arranged marriage and a love marriage. I despise arranged marriage. For Love is the first pact that holds the four walls of a home, marriage is just a social recognition of the same. So love should come first, logically, and then , when the couple are suitably comfortable with each other, should marriage be coming. In India we have the opposite going on, an inverted logic, to say the least. Where marriage comes first and then maybe love happens. I have seen couples, having grown up kids, living a zombie life just because the society demands that them be not divorced. There is clearly no love in the family. Everything is just official. The dad wakes up and says an official good-morning to the son. The mom makes official Tea in the morning. Then there is an official breakfast. Well, nothing un-official about it, we are just playing our roles here. I have a question in this case: Does marriage hold any meaning here? No, I guess. They should be divorced. Happiness is otherwise impossible. Why don't they divorce? One reason which people give are the kids, which is plain bullshit. Most of them do not do it because the name of the family goes down the drain, if they ever divorce (Our business is smelling the shit of our neighbour and not caring about ours). And because of our motherfucking Indian man's pea sized brain a divorced lady mostly would not find another man in her life (exceptions can be found, though). So our culture coercively prevents divorce. So a person getting himself/herself into an arranged marriage is willing to subject his/her will to the whims and stupidity of the society. S/he does not care about whether s/he loves someone or not, all s/he worries is that the 'name of her family' should not go to the drain. Or maybe s/he wants to subject herself/himself to the emotional blackmail of her parents, because they somehow magically get hurt if their son/daughter marry someone whom their social status cannot accept. When some desi dude/gal tells me the s/he will do what her/his parents say in the case of marriage, I go to some corner and breath in and out slowly in order to cool down. When they say that it affects my mind. It shows me that another dumbass does not mind losing her freedom. It drives me really angry, and that usually is a block in our friendship later because there is no emotional richness in such a friendship. So the sky high divorce rates makes me a bit happy, more than anything it is a sign of arranged marriages breaking up(U might say that the same is true for 'love' marriages, but what i am talking about is the rate of increase in the divorce rate... it IS sky high and because of the very very few number of love marriages, i believe that the divorce rates are largely indicative of the arranged marriages breaking up! Atleast that is what my 2 semester of core statistics courses say). Although I feel really sorry for the kids who have their childhood torn apart from because of this, I should say that it is a sign that our culture is opening its eyes and listening to freedom. The best way to deal with the kids who are affected by divorce is to start some organization which makes their lives smoother, like some counselling centers. Instead of making a hue and cry over the higher divorce rates let us rather let it go its own way and focuss on making less mistakes and also care for the children of the divorced. This will make sure that we kill this issue at the nip of the bud.

The state of the journey

2006-04-14T00:05:00.000-07:00

I find myself lost in the sea. Though this was expected of my journey, what was not expected was the pace at which things hit me. I am thinking now:"Am i worth it?". This question is strange, because it asks u everything in just four words. For a dichotomous answer I would say No. For a more detailed answer it would be: Am i worth it? Not yet, but stay tuned! There is one thing that I have noticed in people of great minds and great achievements. They manage their time. You have 24 hours in a day, 8 of which go for sleeping, 4 of which go for the housekeeping activities of your body. The remaining 12 hours are what we have in our hands. These are the hours that make the great people what they are and the average man what he is. Time is definitely a precious commodity. The main ingredient of success is not of having talent that can beat anybody elses, but it is the whole of the mind and the body to be tuned into whatever you wanna do in your life. Every beautiful achievement is like a consciously planted tree. You carefully choose a place to plant it. Then plant the seeds of change. Put water and take good care of it. You also enrich it with fertilizers and supplements. Some or even all parts of your life will be almost spent in thinking about the tree, when and how it grows up etc etc. Any great achievement can be thought of in the same way. The seeds of change sown by the conciousness. The decision to work hard to make it possible no matter what, and a single minded dedication to succeed. Ultimately the consciously taken decision to fight and then the hard work of fighting it through. I am losing it on two grounds. I am not working hard and I am not utilizing my time. Everyone who knows me would note that I have been successful enough to be called successful, but it is never even close to the kind of success that I expect to get. Not even close to where I expect to see myself in sometime. I know that this is a long journey and I am biding some time to cleanse myself of my idiosyncracies. Nevertheless, i feel that I have wasted too much time biding and relaxing, and that makes me unhappy. Philosophically speaking, Satisfaction and Hapiness is objective i.e. derived from ones own actions and in an ideal case should not depend on others or their actions. This means that they dont come for free and that you would have to work for them. I am not working hard enough. I am not searching hard enough for opportunities. I am making myself weak and feeble for the monster called time to eat me off. I am not giving my dreams the run of my life. My adrenaline no longer rises when I dream of something that no one has yet seen. It looks like a part of me has died and it does not sound good at all. I am planning some changes, and I shall note them here and also note how much of it I achieved. Everytime I change in some positive direction I notice that there is something that destroys it. I have come to see a pattern. It does not show anything superhuman, it shows that I dont have the will power to do what I have to at any cost. In such a case how will I ever attain what I have set to achieve. Another aspect is a bit funny and emotional. I have always dreamt that I would be madly in love with someone. It is both a physical and an emotional need. A Ying-Yang thing. It is somehow disturbing me that I have not yet come accross a woman whom I shall say "I love you" and mean it for all what I am worth. Or maybe, the problem is in being worth. "Am I worth the kind of woman that I want to fall in love with", The answer : No. The detailed answer : Not right now, but tommorow for sure. Then wait for tommorow, build yoursslf up and you shall be just fine. Waiting! And the wait is killing me. It is difficult to see yourself change. Emotions are like muscles. The more you put yourself into something the more emotional you become in that aspect. The more time you devote the more strong you become. It maybe a healthy growth OR it maybe an obsession. My emotional muscles are slack now. I have a weak emotional muscle for achievement. In other words, I am emotionally obese. Like the fat kid who lives around the corner doing nothing but eating chocolate and watching TV. Waiting! Suddenly one comes to realize that there are no miracles, you have to build the miracle with your own hands. And henceforth starts the new chapter of my journey. A quest to rejuvenate, by doing something that holds meaning. Will post more, as soon as time permits.

It took just one photo!!!

2006-04-12T20:27:00.000-07:00

What I think of Rang De Basanti

2006-02-09T20:28:00.000-08:00

I have decided to join the Band Wagon of people talking about the movie Rang De Basanti (RDB). I think its a great movie and here is my justification for it. (This was originally posted here as a comment. I previewed it and thought it would look better as a post on my blog and as a DC post later.) 1) This movie has lit up the spirit of atleast 50% of the ppl i know who have seen the movie. It proves (to me atleast) that how many ppl are desperate enough to see something positive. It shows the EDUCATED, LITERATE and LEARNED India is desperate for a change. All we miss among such a group is a set of Individual who DO something rather than crib and comment (like me :-) ). This movie shows it happening. 2) I think the message of the movie was to set a towering example of integrity towards principles. It did succeed in that. I guess if the story really happened then these charectors would be worshipped in India as equals of the Great Bhagat Singh. The only thing that I dont like in the movie was that it set the wrong ideals of revolution and violence. I think India needs reforms and not revolution. Also a revolution is mostly possible in a homongenous country where people are homogenous. We are the exact opposites of homogenity, because of centuries of irrational casteism and 100s of languages(which btw is used to divide and rule by the politicians just like our british masters did) So a revolution is not possible. We have to ACT and not REACT. We have to attack layer by layer. That would take a long path of struggle, and probably would make a long story spanning decades. 3) This movie(especially during the last sections) shows our political masters of today as equal to our british masters of the past. Both are fucked up(pardon me for the language but i have to use it and i MEAN it) and both have fucked up and plundered the country to the state it exists. BUT at 'pre independence' the Great Bhagat Singh and the likes decided to do something about the fucked up masters and he did it. He send waves among the people. According to me Bhagat Singh was a very learned man, having a towering integrity. For example check out THIS ARTICLE by Bhagat Singh on why he chose to be an atheist. What we need right now is to identify that we are still not free. We have the same fate if our fucked up british masters had continued ruling us or our fucked up political masters continue to rule us. I do not blame the political masters or the british masters completely for this. For its Us the people that are TOLERATING this nonsense and we react by refusing to act against nonsense. Gandhi used Tolerance as a virtue, and now we see it being used against us by our political masters. The more we tolerate here the more we get fucked, period. And we see tolerance everywhere. A govt. officer asks for a bribe, we tolerate and give in and say 'chalo bhai, 300 ruppaye mein kya hai? De do'. Someone breaks the Red Light Signal, we say 'chalo bhai, usko koi urgent Kaam Rahega, usse jaane do!!!'. A Politician rapes someone's child and the news spreads, we say 'Thank God, Meri Beti nahi hai. Woh politician hai, hum uske against kuch bhi nahi kar sakenge'. The more we show the other chin the more slaps we get. And they will slap us till we are doomed. Which is the state of contemporary India. Tolerance is an ethical attribute of a philosophy. Tolerance is an action which presupposes a situation and a set of principles to act on. If u have integrity u shall never tolerate something against it. Say for example bribing is against ur principles, U shall never tolerate the offer of a bribe nor shall u tolerate the demand for a bribe. Perpetuating tolerance as a virtue to be held true at all times is suicidal idealism, and it does more harm than good. There can be no perfect example than India. Bhagat Singh realized this and decided NOT to tolerate. That is what we ought to do. And thats why RDB is a GREAT movie. It contains the message of Intolerance. It contains the message of WHAT to tolerate and WHAT NOT to tolerate. I am surprised that so many ppl miss out the richness of the movie. I am also saddened that most ppl need movies like RDB and Swades to think about India. Shows how much we tolerate!!!!

Here is a bit of me

2006-01-27T01:04:00.000-08:00

I took some pictures of mine.. and here they are!!! Me just after arriving from work (i work in an online store as an inventory maintainance worker.. apart from my usual job of being a 'professional student') And this is my room over here (KhelNayak would be suprised when he looks at this pic. he he he) This is the kitchen And this is my main door This is the gate (the cars are not mine... wish i had atleast one!!!!) That is the gate... Ok i will be back with soon with the pics of the university... till then all of u bye!!!!!!

Immigration to the US

2006-01-16T21:21:00.000-08:00

Strangely enough i discovered today that there had been immigration to the United States by Indians as early as 1790... thats like ages ago....ofcourse many people were here because they were enslaved. Like for example La China Poblana or Mirrha(indian name) was in Mexico at the 1620 (she was mistaken to be chinese though). Anyways I just changed the punch line of my blog to the statement by one of the immigrant who was a victim of the rampant racism here in the 1920s. I just cannot help but agree to that statement. here it is:

You must never be limited by external authority, whether it be vested in a church, man, or book. It is your right to question, challenge, and investigate. -- Bhagat Singh Thind

This guy worked his way thru lumber mills in Oregon and paid for his education at University of California Berkeley. Check out the story and more here. This stuff is amazing!!!!!!

Teenager with Toy Gun shot dead -- WHY O' WHY???

2006-01-15T09:53:00.000-08:00

This is a sad sad story.... I just cannot imagine the parent's mental situation!!!!!!! What is the remedy for such a situation when a student goes a little cranky and like this case brings a toy gun in the school and then starts threatening to 'shoot' people? Over the glass of whiskey that I am having now I ponder of time when i was frustrated with school(and life too). I dont really know whether I was cranky enough to have attempted such a prank.. but i dont find my past teenage self much different from this guy out here....only that he is dead now. Sounds like a kid doing the wrong thing at a wrong time. And after seeing this, this and this and also reading this article from Still Figuring Out.. i have finally almost convinced myself, contrary to my earlier stand, that people should be given the right to abort.... i do not have the courage to hear such stories.. nor does any human have to be treated like this!!!!! When there are so many couples out there who are ready to love their kids and who cannot have one... Why O' Why do such sickening tales occur........ Here is another one, though not related to abuse by parents.. just have to intoxicate myself... till i don't feel anything anymore!!!!

Let me show u something

2005-12-27T08:54:00.000-08:00

Love begins with those words..... they contain the escence of love. And i am happy that i got the answer that i was searching for so desperately for the question : What is love? I am talking about love from a man's point of view... i dont think it would be much different from a woman's point of view. So this speaks for women as well. I got this idea from a place where I dont think many people would find such a thing from. From the film 'King Kong' (i did not like the movie though). Another film which i would like to mention is 'Million Dollar Baby' adapted from F.X Toole's wonderful work on the art and science of Boxing known as 'Rope Burns' (a must read for all the would be sports coaches out there). Another movie which really influenced me in this matter is the movie "Forrest Gump", especially one specific dialogue in that particular movie. Love's deal is simple...... and i can see now why it just takes seconds to forge a bond that lasts a lifetime. So here we go: What happens when u really fall in love with someone? The first words that come into almost everyone is the word share.... i never used to believe in that version but it surprised me when I started reasoning in the same angle. 'To Share' is the feeling that I recognized in King Kong when he takes the beautiful Ann Darrow on to his home and shares his beautiful view of the world from that place, and through that gesture he shares his part of the world with her. 'To share' is the feeling that i recognized in the dialogue that Forrest Gump has with the love of his life, Jenny Curran. Even though she never cared a bit about sharing her life with Forrest, Forrest always used to remember her..... and he tried to share with her every beautiful dream and thought that he had come to. Forrest Gump was a wonderful love story in that sense.... here is the dialogue in which Forrest shares his experiences and dreams.

Jenny Curran: Were you scared in Vietnam? Forrest Gump: Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful. Jenny Curran: I wish I could've been there with you. Forrest Gump: You were.

The question here is the issue of sharing. Unfortunately many people now take sharing for giving and receiving gifts... I think love takes the pride in a woman who shows off the latest gift from her boy-friend and also happiness of a guy showing off his new wrist watch gift from his girl-friend. Most guys would be happy if their girl-friends would be kind enough to let them show off the girl herself to his friends. Or there is a different kind of sharing that goes on... an exchange system... the guy gives the gal love to get sex in return... and the gal gives the guy sex to get loved in return. All this is fine even though it fails the test of rationality and thus obviously collapses in the long run... creating a lot of emotionally unstable people who search for 'True Love'. The truth is that I too was in search of 'True Love' for sometime and that too i was desperately searching for it. I went through all the versions i mentioned above.... until i was deep in thought about why is there a 'True Love' when i assumed that love is one of the most sanest and the most rational things that one should be doing. Everything was confusing.... and that made it all the more interesting. I was searching for some meaning in whatever i remembered of my relationship with my ex-girlfriend. Then I saw the Movie 'King Kong' in San Diego. It was filled with monsters and its a big mess of a movie. But it had that element of 'True Love' which i was desperately searching for, and more than graphics it was that human element of Love that captured my imagination. It got me thinking. if i were to love a woman what would be the most rational thing to share, What would be the most valuble gift to present her? The rational answer is this: I would gift her the work of my life. I would give her an opportunity to be with me when I see some of the most beautiful sights in my life. The most beautiful sights obviously are not the ones that everyone can see if they go to say Himalayas or Switzerland.The most beautiful gift that i can give to a woman is not gonna be some Jewellery or a car or a house. It is going to be the work of my life. It would present her an opportunity to be a part of my struggle and my journey towards my destination. It would present her a view of a dream that only i have seen and no one else has seen. So love is going to be sharing my dream, my vision. Its not sacrifice as shown in the countless trite movies out there.. Its not about giving up your dreams for the sake of love... its about living ur dreams and then share them with your woman. Love is not about chains that hold u to a woman. It is the one that frees u from the irrationalities of the world. Love does not give u a shoulder to lay your head and cry. Love gives u an opportunity to hold someones hand and give her the best of what u can give anyone. Love is not about taking your time off your work and going out to shop or to a movie.. love is about sharing the fruits of your the work of your life by giving your work all the time that it requires. Love is not about saying :" I would do anything for u my love!!". Its about saying "Let me show you something, my love; The work of my life, The best of what i can give u". Love is not chains... its freedom. Once you find such a person to share your dreams with. Will you ever think of leaving her. Once you find such a person will you ever cheat on her, will u ever disrespect her. This is the only kind of love that i recognize. There is no other love and no other emotion qualifies to be called as 'True Love'. Infact there is no other love. So there is no 'True Love'. It means that most people out there 'Love' are not in Love and when they screw up they go in search of 'True Love' or unconditional love(this also means that many people think that there is something called 'False Love' too!!). I think the most beautiful woman is the one who can understand what I live for. Who can understand what I am offering her, who can appreciate the 'sanctity' of the offer to share my life rather than the one who expects me to give her some random gift like some Jewellery. Love is about understanding the reason of each others existence and then undersatanding that each offers the best of what they can. So the next time you see someone who can understand what u live for, and you feel like sharing everything with her... start with the words :-" Let me show you something!!!!!! The work of my life!!!!!"

'Funny Thing'

2005-12-14T15:55:00.000-08:00

http://www.gnu.org/fun/jokes/shit-happens.html

A simple recipe

2005-11-12T00:19:00.000-08:00

Sow the seeds of change today. Fight with perseverence, smartness and patience Tommorow, you will find yourself standing at the roots of a revolution!!!!!!

The Inverted Tree(Updated --> In Layman Langauge)

2005-11-10T17:53:00.000-08:00

This is in response to the comments I got for the previous post. The comments are very legitimate and the arguments are strong. The point of difference however is in the core of the message that I was trying to drive home. The points of assumptions in those arguments were totally different from what i was trying to portray. So here is the exact(and mathematcial) message of what I wanted to give. *************************************** Assume that you have some very limited amount of rice(You are poor that is). Assume that you are hungry and assume that you have a BIG field. Assume that the field can be fertile randomly(it can be infertile too). My question is: Given that you are poor/average, how much will you EAT and how much will you SOW? The answer is : Eat only as much is neccessary to keep you alive, and sow as much as you can. In other words when u are poor and u have limited amount of money do not invest in luxury.... invest in growth and invest as much in neccessities to keep u alive. That is the sure shot strategy to get rich later. *************************************** A more mathematical discussion is provided below Its simple :--> assume that you have some capital. Given the conditions of your organization how would you allocate it ? This is the stuff that CEO's are payed for. The answer : In such a way that long term growth is ensured. Given that u have are poor and u have a very limited capital; where would u invest it in order to grow? The answer to this can be multi-leveled. I will give u a simple one. One that makes concrete logical sense (and one that i am comfortable handling :-) from the financial engineering sessions i have been attending in USC). One of the most fundamental questions in economics AND the CRUX of an MBA program is the question above. Put in other words : Would you invest in a potential liability or would you invest in a potential growth asset, given that you are poor? (or in some rare cases; given that u have truck loads of money, but thats not what we are talking about here) . Here are some fun facts: Any asset(not a liability) which makes a profit of say 'D' with a growth rate of 'g' would be priced as of today as D(1+g)/(r-g). This is a simple form of a concept called Rational Asset Pricing (which infact is used to determine the value of stocks of a company for example). Where 'r' is the risk free interest rate. All this stems from the most important mathematical equation known to mankind :-

S = p(1 + R)^n --> The compound interest equation (applies to a liability too in such a case put p as the present value of the liability and r as negative); 'S' is the value after 'n' years. If the interest is compounded every second the equation turns into an exponential one. S = p*exp(Rn) --> where exp is the exponential function. note that if 'R' is negative 'S' becomes ZERO in NO TIME.

Another fun fact is that the same things have been used to infer two things about markets

Markets are effecient almost always
(Stock) Markets vibrate randomly by a phenomenon called brownian motion(which got Einstien a Nobel prize in Physics and Scholes a Nobel Prize in Economics).

Coming back to our issue let us say we buy a potential liability: say a car which has a depreciation rate each year and hence a negative growth rate. Its easy to show that with a fixed linearly increasing income this car would be eat into the regular income of an individual. Where in the money he could have invested in growth somewhere would be instead going into the maintainence of the car. Its easy to prove (using the central limit theorem, by the assumption that each individuals economics is an independent identically distributed random variable) that on an average this would result in a LOSS in the income of an individual thereby pulling down the growth rate of the market. The result is an economic disaster --> it could be seen as one of the reason for the existence of a HUGE underperforming middle class in India. Because we have built ourselves as consumers who tend to spend ourselves more on potential liabilities than on growth assets. Thus we see that we have incurred a factor of negative growth with a liability which has a negative growth value. We also see that because of 'care free' investment strategies the middle class 'on an average' of India REMAINS middle class and stagnates in income. Lets compare it with a growth engine or in economic terms a growth asset whose value grows over the years. The argument is exactly the same as that of the one i gave above. The best example would be a tractor. Even though a cheap tractor is a liability its easy to see that it increases the productivity of the farmer on an average and hence it has a positive rate of growth. Since the tractor is cheap, even people below poverty line can afford it. Now since i am sure that the tractor is a positive growth engine for a farmer i would be more than happy to give a loan to him. This would mean that I am increasing the growth asset of the farmer as well as mine too. Now consider the class of poor farmers who can afford the tractor. Their growth asset value will increase(in other words --> they will grow rich) hence according to the Central Limit Theorem the poor man will be more and more richer. And since on an average the poor man grows richer we have national wealth being created because on an average the whole population gains wealth. This is the alchemist's secret --> To create gold from nothing. I am not arguing for OR against anything here. My point is to state that instead of making liabilities cheaper so that every one will afford the luxury and make themselves poorer by the day, we have to make growth assets cheaper so that everyone can grow rich and hence they can afford to spend on whatever they want. This is just one example. Of course there are other factors which we have to comsider which i have not done. The essence is this. You have an infinite field (the market potential) where u can sow whatever u want. You have a limited amount of rice. The question is how much will u sow and how much will u consume. The crux of my argument was that we should focus on sowing the rice as much as we can and consume only as much as we require, so that tommorow we grow into the worlds strongest power.

A Car for less than 100,000Rs !!!!!!! -- An Economic Stupidity (Updated)

2005-11-08T21:23:00.000-08:00

The NID is designing a car worth less than 100,000. All this seems great and 'sounds great', but it fails to answer one question.... Why? It is not my intention to state that developing a car is less of a noble deal. I am saying that it does not make economic sense. Let us try to understand why this concept is an economic stupidity. The purpose of a car is to make travel time lesser. It is to give a convenience to the user. In short more than luxury it is a device to increase the productivity of life. All this sounds great and seems to be in great coherence with the concept of a dirt-cheap car. Let us say the poor man is called a 'farmer'. It’s a slightly wrong term to use and it is an insult to the farmers of India. But since our very own politicians cautiously keep them poor; I am a bit forced to use the term 'farmer' as an example of the poor man in India. Let us try thinking in a slightly different manner. Any entity that is growing should obviously produce more than it consumes. So any attempt of anything done "for the poor man" should be in such a way as to increase the productivity of the nation. Which is the way to create national wealth. To achieve such productivity I would invest money into a tractor, which is dirt-cheap so that every farmer can afford. This would increase the agrarian productivity. How does that help? The farmers will produce more than they consume. Which in turn will make them richer. Enabling them to pay more taxes and thus making the govt. richer. Which in turn will help the govt. to make better roads and infrastructure (making an impossible assumption that the government is not corrupt). Which in turn will help more cars run and trucks and transportation run fast and smooth and hence increasing the productivity of the nation. We SHOULD NOT overlook the fact that since the farmers get rich they would be able to buy cars which ARE costly.... defeating the VERY purpose of building a dirt-cheap car. Another problem of a car is that for every cheap car introduced into the market will demand more OIL (which will decrease our Foreign exchange reserves) AND for every new car there is a MINIMUM increment of infrastructure a govt. has to undertake in order to keep the vehicle population under control and in order to keep the transportation system under control (the lack of which is a recipe for disaster and can be seen happening in BANGALORE) So instead of making things CHEAP and affordable so that people don’t know that they live in poverty make the people rich enough so that they can AFFORD the luxury. This is the way to make poverty history. Or in other words a tree looks best when its roots are within the soil and the leaves are in the air. What we have in India is an Inverted tree. A system built on charity. An Inverted tree does not live. ************************************************************************************ i had to update this because i think i did not drive home the point i was trying to make. Its simple :--> assume that you have some capital. Given the conditions of your organization how would you allocate it ? This is the stuff that CEO's are payed for. The answer : In such a way that long term growth is ensured. Given that u have are poor and u have a very limited capital; where would u invest it in order to grow? The answer to this can be multi-leveled. I will give u a simple one. One that makes concrete logical sense (and one that i am comfortable handling :-) from the financial engineering sessions i have been attending in USC). One of the most fundamental questions in economics AND the CRUX of an MBA program is the question above. Put in other words : Would you invest in a potential liability or would you invest in a potential growth asset, given that you are poor? (or in some rare cases; given that u have truck loads of money, but thats not what we are talking about here) . Here are some fun facts: Any asset(not a liability) with that makes a profit of say 'D' with a growth rate of 'g' would be priced as of today as D(1+g)/(r-g). This is a simple form of a concept called Rational Asset Pricing (which infact is used to determine the value of stocks of a company for example). Where 'r' is the risk free interest rate. All this stems from the most important mathematical equation known to mankind :-

S = p(1 + r)^n --> The compound interest equation (applies to a liability too in such a case put p as the present value of the liability and r as negative); 'S' is the value after 'n' years. If the interest is compounded every second the equation turns into an exponential one. S = p*exp(rn) --> where exp is the exponential function. note that if 'r' is negative 'S' becomes ZERO in NO TIME.

Another fun fact is that the same things have been used to infer two things about markets

Markets are effecient almost always
(Stock) Markets vibrate randomly by a phenomenon called brownian motion(which got Einstien a Nobel prize in Physics and Scholes a Nobel Prize in Economics).

Coming back to our issue let us say we buy a potential liability: say a car which has a depreciation rate each year and hence a negative growth rate. Its easy to show that with a fixed linearly increasing income this car would be eat into the regular income of an individual. Where in the money he could have invested in growth somewhere would be instead going into the maintainence of the car. Its easy to prove (using the central limit theorem, by the assumption that each individuals economics is an independent identically distributed random variable) that on an average this would result in a LOSS in the income of an individual thereby pulling down the growth rate of the market. The result is an economic disaster --> it could be seen as one of the reason for the existence of a HUGE underperforming middle class in India. Because we have built ourselves as consumers who tend to spend ourselves more on potential liabilities than on growth assets. Thus we see that we have incurred a factor of negative growth with a liability which has a negative growth value. We also see that because of 'care free' investment strategies the middle class 'on an average' of India REMAINS middle class and stagnates in income. Lets compare it with a growth engine or in economic terms a growth asset whose value grows over the years. The argument is exactly the same as that of the one i gave above. The best example would be a tractor. Even though a cheap tractor is a liability its easy to see that it increases the productivity of the farmer on an average and hence it has a positive rate of growth. Since the tractor is cheap, even people below poverty line can afford it. Now since i am sure that the tractor is a positive growth engine for a farmer i would be more than happy to give a loan to him. This would mean that I am increasing the growth asset of the farmer as well as mine too. Now consider the class of poor farmers who can afford the tractor. Their growth asset value will increase(in other words --> they will grow rich) hence according to the Central Limit Theorem the poor man will be more and more richer. I am not arguing for OR against anything here. My point is to state that instead of making liabilities cheaper so that every one will afford the luxury and make themselves poorer by the day, we have to make growth assets cheaper so that everyone can grow rich and hence they can afford to spend on whatever they want. This is just one example. Ofcourse there are other factors which we have to comsider which i have not done. The essence is this. You have an infinite field (the market potential) where u can sow whatever u want. You have a limited amount of rice. The question is how much will u sow and how much will u consume. The crux of my argument was that we should focus on sowing the rice as much as we can and consume only as much as we require, so that tommorow we grow into the worlds strongest power.

What is money?????

2005-10-24T08:20:00.000-07:00

The most confusing question... answered in a simple but logical language here.... i am proud to say what i have always reasoned with all people... "Money is the root of all good!!!!" Check the article here http://capmag.com/article.asp?ID=1826 Wealth Creation is the secret to eliminating poverty and not Wealth Distribution In other words Capitalist Industrialization instead of Charity is the secret to our escape from poverty.

Free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-10-15T12:05:00.000-07:00

This is what I am and what i will always be. Not bounded by any oblect, any limit, any wind, flying as long and as high as the limitless sky is. Bounded only by my wings. I love to live!!!!

Me in USofA

2005-10-11T09:41:00.000-07:00

This is me ----aint that obvious Coming soon.... Pics of USC... during the 125 year celebration to look at live USC images click here. U can also download and see the whole day October 6th. On which there was a Big celebration for the 125 years. This is the file.

For whatever reasons he did it....

2005-10-06T10:53:00.000-07:00

Politician Shot at in Bihar (i wish that he was fucking dead) should we call this ethnic cleansing... of the cancerous caste called politicians... There is one thing to note however..... If u want to change the world...then instead of using force one should change the minds of the people. If u want to destroy a culture destroy it in the minds of the people instead of forcing them to change from what they are. And the best way to do this... education!!!! Educate people to fight with their minds and not with the gun!!!!!

My blogging personality

2005-10-03T23:02:00.000-07:00

Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate

You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger. You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause. You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you! A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Update!!!!!!! --> Things i am doing this week

2005-09-28T22:22:00.000-07:00

This is a filler post, just to show that i am alive :p . So kindly bear with me...... Things I have been doing this week

Started Running Regularly on Cromwell Field.
Got a Job and thrown out of it the same day (because of reasons beyond my control)
Have a midterm exam this week and i discovered that i still hate exams...
Wanted to post something on hope and the Indian Farmer.... posted Shaggy instead.
Got an idea for a startup and started documenting it.
Life is beautiful
This is my 100th post!!!!!!!

More next week ;-) --Laks

Hope --Shaggy

2005-09-26T02:32:00.000-07:00

I remember, wasn't so long ago We had a one room shack and the livin' was low And my mama by herself raised me and my bro Wasn't easy but she did it with the little that flowed Worked hard got us off to school everyday And kept her eyes on the stars when the skies were gray Gave us pride to survive, really showed us the way Now I really understood what she was tryin' to say

She said, "Son there I'll be times when the tides are high And the boat may be rocky, you can cry Just never give up And you can never give up,"

In this life you can lead if you only believe And in order to achieve what you need You can never give up You can never give up

And this hope That keeps me holding on On and on And this hope That makes me carry on On and on

..............., couldn't have made it alone I got a wonderful life, two kids on my own With a strong foundation that was carved in stone And my mama for the love that made my house a home Made me wonder some time if this was meant to be All this for a humble little guy like me And all I ever really wanted was a family To teach my kids the same value that she gave to me

She said, Son there'll be times when the tides are high And the boat may be rocky, you can cry Just never give up You can never give up

In this life you can lead if you only believe And in order to achieve what you need You can never give up You can never give up

And this hope That keeps me holding on And on And this hope That makes me carry on On and on

Me nah gonna stepper, things are for better Never let yourself be overcome by oh!!! you are better Cool ya me better, have faith instead a Sit down and a watch and all ya fight one another Blaze like fire, regard no retire God nah sleep and at him I will inspire We have a atire, that we require We have to make a mark before the time is gone

And this hope That keep me holding on And on And this hope That makes me carry on On and on

There's hope, yeah Hope keeps it alive, Hope keeps it alive, And it strikes an iron, Hope keeps it alive, yeah, Hope keeps it alive, yeah Only the strong survive, yeah Keep it carry on, keep it carry on, yeah I'll keep it carry on, yeah I gotta carry on, gotta carry on and be strong

And this hope That keep me holding on And on And this hope That makes me carry on On and on

Hurray!!!!!

2005-09-23T23:03:00.000-07:00

I am all over the Cromwell Field running on the olympic quality track (for the first time in my life). check it out here Cromwell i could see a few acclaimed marathoners running beside me too.. they were running for an awful long time. I ran for around 3 rounds... and then speed walked for around 4 rounds and then walked for around 3. It was just amazing!!!

This is good

2005-09-23T14:08:00.000-07:00

I came accross some good forward today.. i usually do not post forwards but this one's just too much here we go

An engineer, an experimental physicist, a theoretical physicist, and a philosopher were hiking through the hills of Scotland. Cresting the top of one hill, they see, on top of the next, a black sheep. The engineer says: "What do you know, the sheep in Scotland are black." "Well, *some* of the sheep in Scotland are black," replies the experimental physicist. The theoretical physicist considers this for a moment and says "Well, at least one of the sheep in Scotland is black." "Well," the philosopher responds, "on one side, anyway."

Give me liberty or give me death

2005-09-20T22:37:00.000-07:00

This speech is what we have to learn.... by hearts... and keep it by our heart for all the fight.

"Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!"

click on here to read the whole speech by Patrick Henry.

Feeling lonely? In search of Dagny Taggart

2005-09-18T15:44:00.000-07:00

This is something about me which i really did not want to put up here.... but well what the heck.. this is my space(or so i think). This is nothing other than Just for your information material. So kindly ignore it if u feel like. This contains my view on love and friendship. This is the part of the e-mail that I recieved from one of my friends a few days ago:

Hey laks, I have been seeing your Blogs abt Love .. What has happened to u? Have u gone crazy? You should love only two things ur passion/Innovation and India. I can smell whats going on .. Focus on ur job, write on what u have observed, ur experiences etc so that we can gain from it. Remember u have a following, who want to know abt ur experiences. Hope u take it in right spirit

Well i took it in the right spirit allright... and went for a small analysis of what exactly i was searching for. Needless to say that my friend was right about me. There is a BAD news and a GOOD news to be announced today. I am in love, that is the bad news for all of you. The good news is this: Its with a charector in a book. Her name is Dagny Taggart, she comes from the book Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand. ( WARNING If u read the contents of the link the plot of the story gets spoiled... if u are interested in reading the book get it from amazon and read.. they are one of the best books written) My state and my philosophy can be contained in three quotes from the book The Fountainhead also from the same Author. It goes something like this

Every loneliness is a pinnacle.

The only thing that matters, my goal, my reward, my beginning, my end is the work itself. My work, done my way.

Nothing can be reasonable or beautiful unless it's made by one central idea, and the idea sets every detail. A building is alive, like a man. Its integrity is to follow its own truth, its one single theme, and to serve its own single purpose...

My philosophy is simple. My passion is the passion to produce. The passion to create. It is this happiness through creativity that gives me joy, because i love to create what i want to create. The basis for the philosophy is that ratiocination is the only way a man can live and that his nature is to seek happiness from what he creates. The question that i ask myself is not "To be or not to be?" it is "To think or not to think?". The people whom I love are the people who have the integrity and depth of understanding my cause. These are the only people whom I can relate with. They are my only friends. To me love and friendship kinda mean the same thing. I think friends are united in the values that they hold. They may be doing lot of things, and they may be a hell lot different from each other, but what gels them together? The answer, i suppose, is only one simple thing :Values. A person of strong charector won't copromise on the ethical values that he holds. He will do justice to them. Come what may. An emotionally mature individual gets emotional for only the right reasons. He gets sad when he has a reason to get sad. Gets happy when he has a reason to get happy. Cries when he has a reason to cry. Sadness, happiness, anger and any other emotion is a not a sign of weakness.. its a sign of a mentally healthy individual. An individual of perfect mental health would get the right kind of emotions for the right kind of situations. Wanting a shoulder to cry on(or someone to love) is therefore a personal choice, it does not make u weak or strong by any comparison. A friend is a person who understands ur cause, and ur means to achieve the cause. One who understands and appreciates the fire in you, one who appreciates that you are fighting for the cause with the same weapon as she/he is... i.e. Rationality. She/he is the one who can relate to your values completely, she/he can understand what you say and more importantly what u can't say. Such a friendship will last for a lifetime. Coz what she/he likes is something that will never die out in you. It will be there till u end. And till that time she/he will be your friend. Same is the case with love i guess. If u love another person's reason and cause. And also love the way she goes about it. love the fire in her. then that love will last a lifetime.. the last thing that it will depend upon is looks, which are temporary. When u ask for a shoulder to be lent in order to rest on and cry, ur real friends will willingly do so.. coz they know what you are fighting for... coz they know what struggle is.... coz they know what integrity means... and more than anything they know that u are crying, because there is some reason for u to cry. The strongest friendships are forged between those men/women whose integrity knows no bounds. The men/women of steel.. like Dagny and Roark. They may chose to cry on another friends shoulder, but it does nothing to their integrity. They are strong and if they cry for the right reasons.. i would say that they are emotionally strong as well. This is the summary of my justified true beliefs on friendship and love. now we come to my predicament. The Problem in me Now here is my problem... I am feeling lonely because i have not found even a SINGLE woman who is worth enough to be recognized as a friend yet. I am at a pinnacle of my philosophical beliefs, there is no companion to look to, and talk eye to eye. There is not a single woman whom I have met who understands what i live for, and who i can relate to completely... Its soo lonely up here... I NEED SOME COMPANY. ;-)) Until I find her I am happy being alone!!!!!!! But its ok even if dont get her in my whole life.... life goes on :-)) i can always be happy by following my passion

What a fuck up

2005-09-17T11:19:00.000-07:00

Just have a look at the BBC country profile of India. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/country_profiles/1154019.stm It shows the "in-depth" knowledge of BBC in covering India. And also shows how fucking hollow they are in commanding respect in the matters of terrorism(anywehere) and the likes. BBC go to fucking hell!!!!!!!!!!

Why a socialist philosophy fails -- 1

2005-09-14T10:55:00.000-07:00

I had earlier talked about objective and subjective philosophies especially in this post and this post which criticizes Gandhian philosophy. An objective philosophy is one which does not assume the existence of others as primary. It views all the assumptions as primary to an individual. The values do not depend upon the existence or the non existence of other people. Whereas the subjective one is different, it assumes the presence of other individuals. It assumes the quailty/behaviour of others as more primary than that of an individual. There is an axiomatic contradiction here. Before defining your philosophical values you must define the other individuals philosophical values. If he is also of the same philosophy then his philosophical values can be laid down only when yours are. So its a dead lock. the best example is Gandhi again :

Intolerance is itself a form of violence and an obstacle to the growth of a true democratic spirit.

Tolerance ASSUMES other individuals. It also ASSUMES that other individuals will do stuff that will corrode you. The funny thing is that it is not universal. U cannot apply it to yourself. For example, according to the philosophy, you should tolerate yourself. Which gives u the right to be intolerant to others. Because u can tolerate your intolerance towards others. That itself contradicts the purpose of the definition there. Any subjective philosophy fails... because it is a contradiction. Socialism is a subjective extreme. Which is defined in Wikipedia as Follows:

Socialism is an ideology with the core belief that a society should exist in which popular collectives control the means of power, and therefore the means of production.

In simple words: if u produce something then it is controlled by other individuals. The question is who controls them.. answer:still other individuals. Question who controls still other individuals, answer: still still other individuals....etc etc. This is called (Virtuoso)Infinite Regression. It shows that some concept is flawed somewhere. Infact i am closee to proving that socialism is close to theft.That would be for a later post. ~~~~~~~~~~To be COntinued~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Here is something interesting

2005-09-12T10:45:00.000-07:00

Gaza Pull out Now WHY in the world should they burn the synagogues????? Does it symbolize anything.

Secularism

2005-09-08T16:47:00.000-07:00

Subtle face of the great indian political Stupidity -- the F***ing Secularism

Read it here

http://www.indianexpress.com/full_story.php?content_id=77518

Long Way Around

2005-09-08T00:45:00.000-07:00

This is a song that i love by the artist Eagle Eye Cherry

You say what you say And pray that one day You'll be seen between the shadows Now, that's a waste of your pain Living your life like a saint When it don't, no, it don't even matter Even saints Make their mistakes Letting their dreams fall and break Oh, it feels like living in sunshine With the shades pulled down Now I want you to see How good life can be You can turn it around Better your life with the good times found People will always take the long way around Before you know it you'll be lost and found Living in the sunshine with the shades pulled down People will always take the long way around I'm not afraid of pride When it's for the right side Don't betray what I believe in Stand where you must stand And I'll believe when I can Because I'm telling you now I've been where you're living Will tomorrow keep it's promise No one here can say The past is all behind us All we have is today And all we have is today People will always take the long way around Before you know it you'll be lost and found Living in the sunshine with the shades pulled down People will always take the long way around

Here is another one

Falling In Love Again Well I’m so tired Of falling in love Finding it easier to fall out You can’t deny it I feel it inside Cupid’s fire I can’t hide But I’m falling in love again Ain’t nothing I can do Falling in love again Girl this time it’s with you When I fall It’s always the same And I’m so tired Of playing this game It’s been so long now Since I gave up my heart I’ve kept it locked down I don’t wanna get it harmed So let me tell you now I just want to be sure That you won’t hurt me Can you promise me that Because I’m falling in love again Ain’t nothing I can do Falling in love again Girl this time it’s with you When I fall It’s always the same And I’m so tired Of playing this game You got to tell me If you’re going to break my heart ‘Cos I don’t wanna take the chance And if it ain’t true All it’s gonna be Is nothing but a poor romance So give me that promise to hold on And I’ll never let you go We gotta have something to go on Or I’m letting you know now I’m falling in love again Ain’t nothing I can do Falling in love again Girl this time it’s with you When I fall It’s always the same And I’m so tired Of playing this game Falling in love again (repeat)

Creative writing.

2005-09-04T15:41:00.000-07:00

This is my first attempt to write something... creatively :-) (its a bit emotional though.... i dont write like this.... but today.. its different.. read on to find the difference) So here we go: Not very long ago there was a husband and a wife living happily. The wife was very happy with the husband. He was all that she wanted. A nice and handsome guy who never used to hiss at anything, someone who could cool her down when she felt angry, someone who could always understand what she felt, someone who she just felt at home with. He also remained very cool when she used to get really angry. She knew for sure that no other man in the world would do that for her. The husband was indeed a very mature man. He was a very successful businessman. He was known to be a very jovial and sociable kind of person. He never used to miss an opportunity to say how great he felt about his wife, and how great a partner she had become of his life. He always took the camaraderie between them as a powerful force that bonded them. Five years into their marriage the husband had developed a peculiar hobby. He used to chisel out small pieces of wood and try to make some form of a sculpture out of it. When his wife asked him why he did so, he told her that it was something he always wanted to do. After 10 years of the marriage by his sculptures became more and more sophisticated. They became work of art that any artist would be proud to produce.Meanwhile the wife became more and more aggressive,she used to get more and more angry and most of the times for no reason. He used to calm her down. He used to give her one of his sculptures as a gift on which he used to write

"When You Get Angry Do Something Creative"

Years flew by. There were many changes in the family, they were four instead of two. They had fun all the way. However, the wife had developed medical conditions due to anger. She used to be hospitalized for stress treatment and doctors told her that her chances of getting a stroke had doubled. The gifts from the husband also used to come by. She started to enjoy her husband's art. It used to soothe her out from the anger into a state of being loved. She loved those sculptures, which had become the work of a Master craftsman by then. The husband became a great business man. He was always the same man. He never used to change and never used to get angry at anything. People used to wonder about his 'coolness'. In course of time the wife's character changed, whenever she used to get angry she used to ask her husband to make her a sculpture. He used to ask her what made her angry, and then used to work on a sculpture. After three or four anger episodes she used to have a beautiful sculpture. Which she used to keep in her private museum. Which always used to make her calm down and iron the stress out of her. They went on for 50 long years. The wife had build a big museum by then and the husband was a well known artist apart from being a good businessman. On the 51st year the husband died. The wife was devastated. Along with other thing he had left her a letter titled "Confessions". She started reading the letter in trembling hands. It read:

My confessions

Dear Wife, I love you. More than any gift that I could give you in my life, I have given you my friendship and my time and the same I got back from you. I am proud that we have come this long and this far in our life. We lead beautiful lives. However, I have a confession to make. Wooden art was something that I wanted to do all my life. Eventhough I loved to do business, wood craft was a parellel hobby. I had forgotten all about it during my student life, It never really occured to me as a hobby even after I graduated, got married and started a business. In the first years of our marriage I used to get angry at you, at my business and all the things that were affecting me at that time. There was no end to the miseries at that time, my business was not doing well, we were having tensions andI was having problems with my business partners. Those were the most miserable years of my life. One day I decided to finish everything. To leave you and to end the business. That evening I was driving home on the freeway and due to my disturbed mind I took the wrong turn. I got angry at myself for not thinking about driving. I was completely lost and decided to ask someone about the way. I stopped infront of a house. A lady was gardening. I asked her the way back. While she was telling me the way to return, I saw a kid neaby who was trying to make something out of wood. It was something like a wooden doll. He was trying to fix one piece to another. I felt a jolt of joy. I saw innocence in his eyes. His proud mind trying to piece the things out. i envied him for the happiness that he was deriving out of it. The return journey to our home was a return to innocence for me. I had found the solution to my anger. I found something that would allow me to return to my childhood days. I found something apart from my business which I could find unadulterated and innocent joy in. I found a vent to my uncontrollable anger. The next time I got angry I used to start working on some sculpture. i would divert all my anger into some expression in the sculpture. To me the sculpture was a means to get back my childhood and also a means to which I can change my anger into creativity. Whenever You used to get angry I used to give u on of my creations with my message on it. I am glad that it served the purpose and you found joy in it. Now even after I am gone, you have a big museum where you can remember the product of our love, or rather our product of love distilled from our anger. I hope you shall pardon me for this small fact I had kept from you. Your loving husband.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~EnD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now u know why i am writing this CREATIVE peice of stuff!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM angry!!!!!

So... whats up

2005-09-01T00:23:00.000-07:00

Well heres whats up.... 1) I found out what is meant by love finally. 2) I tell everyone that i am searching for a job... but in reality i am getting lazy and not doing so... and i am feeling bad and angry at me for that matter. 3) i am kinda started liking education again... the pressures the goof ups and all that crap... all over again. 4) I am being thaught by a professor whose books i had referred during my undergraduate. U can check hin out at his WEBPAGE So thats whats up!!!!!

What is love!!!!!!

2005-08-29T11:38:00.000-07:00

There will soon be a post on the following song!!!!! But before that i have to understand what love means: This one is by Haddaway What is love?:

What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Oh, baby don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Yeah Oh, I don't know why you're not there I give you my love, but you don't care So what is right and what is wrong Gimme a sign What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Oh, I don't know, what can I do What else can I say, it's up to you I know we're one, just me and you I can't go on What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Don't hurt me Don't hurt me I want no other, no other lover This is our life, our time When we are together, I need you forever Is it love What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love?

Why DO women wear bras???? (Updated)

2005-08-25T00:44:00.000-07:00

Now this is a question i have asked every close friend of mine belonging to the fairer sex... and got the same (dumb) answer... because all women do!!!!! Check this site out and see for yourself. <Warning:::: don't open during office hours!!!!!!> http://www.007b.com/why_wear_bras.php Update: Wonder why there are no comments on this :-)) !!!!!!!

There was a time

2005-08-24T23:54:00.000-07:00

There was a time when

I wanted to fly a plane
I wanted to bunjee jump
I wanted to be a yatch sailor
I wanted to write a book on mathematics
I wanted to be a programmer
I wanted to be the richest man in the world
I wanted to understand how stuff work

What the heck?????.... I still wanna do them.

To all the girls i have loved before(Updated)

2005-08-22T11:49:00.000-07:00

Dedicated to you is the pink floyd song Coming Back To Life: Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless Because the things you say and the things you do surround me While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words Dying to believe in what you heard I was staring straight into the shining sun Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight..into the shining sun Update: This is not a song for the pain and the suffering that i went through when i broke up. the words that motivate me are four lines

I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life

and

I knew the waiting had begun And headed straight..into the shining sun

The last line is what touches me the most. Breaking up is usually one of the most dark times of ones life. I did exactly what the last line says... headed straight into the shining sun. Most of what i learnt in my life is from my crushes and my broken affairs. They did not personally teach me anything, but I learnt the passive and latent lessons that were becoming apparent to me in those turbulent times. I learnt the lessons from the break up. I stood up. Looked at the bright sunny side of life... and just walked straight into it!!!!!! The affairs broke me.. they tore down my heart... but I grew with them... it made me what I am

Free Satisfaction -- A Rich Man's Secret

2005-08-21T17:33:00.000-07:00

The title is what I saw at the USC campus advertisement for some gift shop. I was just pondering over Morhia's(sandeep's) frustrated post about doing what he wanted to do with life. Is free satisfaction worth it... or rather does something called free satisfaction exist? These are questions to my mind. If satisfaction was free then we would not find so many people desperately trying to find satisfaction in so may ashrams, organizations and all the places. It means that satisfaction is surely hard to find. Is satisfaction sooo hard to find? Is happiness impossible in life? Here is Paulo Coehlo:

"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dream." "Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering."

That holds the secret to your happiness... satisfaction comes when u do what u want to do. But before that u should know what would make u happy, for that u should wait. For some people this takes a lifetime. Some people wait. Some forget what they were supposed to do. there is one thing that we Indians lack when we find something that we love to do. For that i would add one more quote Here is Laks:

"Its ok to wait for a lifetime to know what u want to do. The suffering till that point of time can be considered to be the price that you pay for finding your happiness.That is not suffering. The worst kind of suffering that a thinking human can endure is not being able to do what he wants to do in his life, when he knows precisely what he should be doing. Such a human being lacks integrity or lacks the tools to act."

We need not go to any ashram, or saint or sadhu for happiness. It is within you, the power, to build yourself as the greatest in whatever you are doing. By greatest i meant that deriving the most amount of happiness out of what u are doing. If u do so, then no matter what others think of you, no matter whether u are socially rich or poor, you are the greatest person in the world and u are the richest. If u can be the richest and the greatest by just finding the satisfaction and happiness in what u do, then what is satisfaction worth? Should it come free? I would say that it would be valued more than all the wealth u can ever imagine to possess. It is the thing that will make u the richest man, Not the richest man in the world.. the richest man within u. The best of what u can become. The worlds greatest architect Frank Lloyd Wright once said:

Freedom is from within.

I add:

So is happiness

Following your dreams is the most sacred of a pilgrimage you can do. It is the definition of purity, and a key to eternal richness. It is the most orgasmic of all hapiness u can get in your life. The road may never be easy, but certainly it will make u what u are. So is it worth it? Or do you want to 'be happy' by earning as much money u want and be rich infront of others? You choose!!!!

Indians and Chineese

2005-08-13T13:46:00.000-07:00

I have made one chineese friend and i know a a few (50) indian dudes and gals here..........and this is the observation that i have made about them especially in the graduate study advice meeting. these are the questions raised by Indians and Chineese respectively. Indian: Seniors have adviced me that communication is difficult. Could you please tell me the courses that are easy and that would fetch me an easy job somewhere. I am prepared to take any course in the huge EE area. Advicer(Very Very Serious): Please take the following courses.Blah Blah Blah........ Chineese: I want to do something in communication and i would like some help in selecting which courses i should take. I would want to take course A and course B together How would it support my further studies and how would it make me good at communication engineering area. Advicer(Happily) : Well, Son you have come to the right university. I would like you to concentrate on the following areas where Prof:X and Y work. They have done some amount of impressive work in their area and they are looking forward for a graduate student to assist them. YOu might as well take their courses and ace in them and get the assistantship position.... the courses you should take are..... blah blah blah...... And finally best of luck. You get the whole idea, right!!!!!! Indians are looked down upon as freaks and nerds in this place. And the only people responsible for it are us indians. We care only about how to make cheap money and are prepared to give up our integrity in return of some amount of money... this is a kind of prostitution. I feel bad when an American just looks at me and then looks down and smiles, eventhough trying hard to control it. There is no respect for Indians. We are considered to be cheap because we are prepared to sell ourselves... at ANY cost. Nothing that the americans do is racist.... Indians deserve to be treated cheaply. There are two big foot-ball field here... a 10000 square feet gym, four olympic size swimming pool, two olympic style diving pool. one athletic stadium and 1800 Indians, Yet how many Indians do we see in these places::: 0. Everyone is after getting A grade and getting a 4.0 GPA. But here is the fact: I happened to talk to a boozed chineese.... he was enjoying the party.... totally boozed.... he was well built and i guess was in the USC swimming team... he was in the CS department... and guess his GPA:4.0.... Indians SUCK!!!!! Same reason is the cause for seeing so many chineese hanging out with Americans... but u rarely find an Indian hanging out with an American.... its something awkard for an Indian to hang out with an American.... Consider anoter stupid Indians statement I heard the other day:- Desi(Indian) :" I like robotics, but there is no Industry demand for Robotics so i have decided to shift into communication." Me: "Dude, do what you like to do... don't care about what the industry is. If there is no market then create it for yourself. That is how companys like Oracle and IBM came up... at that time nothing in comps was at demand.... but there were some people who took the risk and then went ahead to reach the stars... do what u like to do... don't be cheap and compromising." Desi : "But... But....Blah blah......" [ I stopped hearing and responding futher] this is the attitude that has destroyed India Economically. It is simple to see why. Any major industry has to have someone who took the risk... Industry is like a machine... but with a slight unpredictability involved. You feed the resource into it, and the risk involved into it and then you get the output... the bigger the industry is the bigger is the risk and the greater the returns... it is this fact that makes and breaks big companies.... and also such thing has assured returns when u have found something of pioneering value in some new area... before your innovation the area might not be in "demand" but then u have to take some risk with your time and invest it into studying into that area and then come up with some pioneering thing in that area... and then if possible build a company out of it. Such a company has a BIG possibility of getting big... in the sense that if the product succeeds socially then the industry is BIG then and there itself. If all Indian idiots choose to do the STUFF WHICH IS EASY AND IS IN DEMAND THEN HOW THE FUCK WILL INDIA EVER HAVE SOME PIONEERING COMPANY LIKE IBM or MICROSOFT.... Indians SUCK!!!!!! and unless we change ourselves.. India will remain the same... development of the nation depends upon the development of its people.... culturaly...and in attitude... once the attitude develops; the culture develops... once the culture develops organizations develop....and in turn the whole economy develops.... thats what happens in china... and believe me china is going to go FAR FAR ahead of india... we don't even have a chance in the next 100 years. American culture is simple great... no doubt about it...and the place it has gained itself in this world... it deserves it 100%

God must be crazy!!!!!

2005-08-12T11:54:00.000-07:00

I do not have a job... nor an address in the US.... and not much of an identity.

Life is funny.... the road is hard and long...... but all the while its fun.

Wil write more soon.

---to all

Laks

A Place called home

2005-08-07T04:59:00.000-07:00

I just quit my job in my ex-organization SoCrates Software India Pvt. Ltd. I however was never able to post my "Its my last day in this organization" kinda mail, because the quitting happened in the most awkwardly un-professional manner with me literally tearing down my PM's guts infront of the company president. Well I wished to breathe for sometime and then post the last mail. But then I could not just find time for it. So here is what i had in mind to write in that mail . Dear Comrades, Life, tritely speaking, could be considered like a car travelling on a road. I would contort the definition a bit and say that life could be certainly considered as a car travelling on a road, but the aim of life then is not to find a destination but to make the travel the most interesting as one could make. Such a change is necessary in definition is necessary, because a journey on a road stops when one reaches the intended destination, which would then be translated into something like "once your goal is reached you are supposed to die" kinda thing. Such a thing would not be fair, because ultimately when one figures out what the purpose of one's life is; then he/she needs some time to enjoy and appreciate the unlimited happiness that he would obtain from that realization. A road, as we all would know, has potholes and so does life. There would not be a road without a pothole, no road is perfect. However there will be some road that would be just like something you wanted to travel. There will be some road which you just love riding on, and fighting against the potholes, the wind and sun. That will never be a perfect road, but it will be the road perfect for you. The destination where the road is headed to, doesn't matter anymore. When you find some road like the one I describe, then there will be only one thing that concerns you, travelling on the road. Nothing else matters. Such a road will not be perfect, it may be rough and mortal. A rough road is dangerous, it can make your car to wreck and kill you, to save yourself, you may be have to take an unimportant side-road of the path you chose to take. It may be sometimes a loosing battle that you are fighting, but still you will be loving the whole journey, because whatever you do has a purpose and that purpose is to remain happy. Integrity is driving the car on the road you choose no matter however rough and dangerous the path is. Happiness is not present in remaining safe, its in choosing what you want to do. Happiness lies not in being scared to choose, but in the hope that you can choose to do what makes you happy. If u ever find such a road then you would not feel like moving away from it. Then I would say that you have reached home. Life is treacherous. You may find that the roads that almost everyone seems to take are almost perfect, they don't have any potholes. The only loophole that they have it that the roads go round and round and round, and then you get bored, unhappy and frustrated. You will become desperate to find meaning, to make sense from the nonsense that you are doing, even if the nonsense gives you a lot of money. Its ok to get tricked by life once in a while. Its important that you realize that you have been tricked by life. This is the small step. The big step is then to change the road. From a road that everyone is following, to some road on which travelling gives u happiness, even if it is the roughest. You may have to say goodbye to your fellow comrades on the same road, which may be painful. Even more painful shall be leaving the comforts of the 'safe' and 'perfect' road and then driving on to a road filled with potholes and problems. . I realized I was tricked when I was 21, and now I have changed the road. I am now into some road, which is perfect for me. I am ready to fight the battles. I am ready with the armour of happiness. I am ready to live again. And then its time to say goodbye to all of you who were my comrades. For the time has come for me to change the lane. Time has come for me to live. Goodbye. I am leaving to my home. I hope that you keep travelling in the path which gives you the most amount of happiness, regardless of the consequences. Then you shall find your home. When you find such a place, do send me an email or give me a call. We shall then have a party, to celebrate the living. We shall then be one with the path which we are travelling. We shall then reach a place called home. I end with my most favoured quote from the book: Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank redemption.

"Sure I remember the name. Zihuatanejo. A name like that is just too pretty to forget. I find I am excited, so excited I can hardly hold the pencil in my trembling hand. I think it is the excitement that only a free man can feel, a free man starting a long journey whose conclusion in uncertain. I hope Andy is down there. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope. "

Best Regards Lakshmikanth.C

Lessons from Singapore Airport

2005-08-06T18:27:00.000-07:00

Economics should be the product of emotions and beliefs, not vice versa. In a developed economy we see the above phenomenon. In an underdeveloped economy the micro-economics is the cause of emotions, and micro-economics is on the average the indication of the whole economic state of the place. The development of the economy can be there-fore measured in terms of how much economics drive emotions and how much emotions drive economics. (I am ignoring the islamic economy here..... will post on that later) So there is a simple way to develop your micro-economics. Produce what you love to produce... and sell it. U will be a part of the economy that develops and gives form to the new economy. The best example is Infosys..... and the way it started. (Even though they are not much worth other than a simple service company.)

Blogging from singapore

2005-08-06T17:49:00.000-07:00

Whoa this is amazing.... after a midnight flight i am back to my blog again... this time live from singapore. The airport is pretty much amazing and spacious. I am yet to see some mark of un-proffessionalism around. I don't know how........ but i met one of my good ol' crush some time ago....on the SAME flight. It did not hurt me much because I have had uncountable number of them.:-) will let ya know more from Hong Kong

Taking a break

2005-08-03T08:16:00.000-07:00

I just quit my job in a jiffy. Infact i am not still Out of the job...... SO wait some time for some more post... will comment on all your blogs to let u know that i am alive and kicking again. Till that time.... Bye... And here is the stuff that i should post in the next few weeks

Happiness
Capitalism and philosophy
Gandhian Ideals

See ya all till then.... bye

Economics, Mathematics and Philosophy

2005-07-31T09:51:00.000-07:00

I have realized in the spate of the recent realizations that ......Economics, Mathematics and Philosophy.... originate from the same source. It would be very abstract to talk about it like this, and people would be really bored to learn about it. Philosophy can be divided into

Metaphysics :--- the Axioms or the core values of your life
Epistemology :- the science of deduction and logic... basis of mathematics
Ethics :- The science of behaviour during a social interaction... small scale or large scale... basis of economics
Politics :- The science of making policies in order to govern such a society
Esthetics :- The science of art. (there may be a typo here... but i am too lazy to look up)

Although I am slowly coming to terms with Politics, although Esthetics is kinda outa bounds for me rite now. To make things easier let me state this. I have found that it is in a tree that the idealist capitalist philosophy exist. It just exists in nature. Its when the concept of socialistic ideals just dissolve into pure capitalism. Will post more on this soon.

The obvious we may never realize!!!!

2005-07-28T12:58:00.000-07:00

It was cold!!! So cold that I could feel the weight of the blood in my arms and I could feel the cold of the rain taking the heat away from my eyes. I could somehow feel the presence of life within me and the absence of it outside. The difference was stark, yet incomprehensible. It was the most obvious, yet so inexplicable. It was nature, with all her beauty, teaching me the lesson that we as humans should have learnt, or rather would have learnt and forgotten. I slowed my pace and felt the rain, with its cold fury. I decided to feel life by feeling the absence of it. I slowed further down, like a horse trotting on a new found road, after galloping through the unknowns. I was getting wet, I was shivering, and that was the willing fee I was giving mother nature for making me feel life once more. What I felt was something I felt before I learned to speak, and hence I have no words to describe it. What I felt was something that I forgot before I learnt to speak, and therefore those memories cannot be described. What I felt was bliss, such a bliss that cannot be parelleled with anything that I have ever felt before in my life from the time I could talk. Then I saw something that gave me the meaning of the deluge of the feelings that I felt at that time. A small plant wedged between two big rocks. It was convoluted and bend, because of the rocks that It was surrounded and covered with. I felt it never had a chance to grow, yet it had small flowers on it. Moreover it had all the leaves which were somehow made to face the Sun. And there it was, enjoying the rain!!!! I just could not help myself thinking about a song by Dana Mase called "A Little Light" which I came across a few years back. It ends like this:

Like a flower reaches the sun through the concrete and the rocks I'll reach with my foolish heart So give me light, let me grow, you never know, you never know, How far a little light will go.

I stopped. I felt the weakness in my knees. I could feel my heartbeats. I did not, however, feel the rain. Isn't this the way we should live? Shouldn't we live according to our nature, no matter how ever convoluted and negative the surroundings are? Isn't this called fighting for the values that one stands for? Isn't this called Integrity? Isn't it sooo natural!!!!!! No matter if its roots are in concrete the plant still looks for sunlight. It still looks for its survival and happiness. Shouldn't we also look for our own happiness. Isn't that the natural purpose of one's life... his/her happiness. Isn't such a thing called quest or purpose of life? A plant never depends on another plant for its journey of seeking sunlight. Doesn't this mean that by nature the human happiness should be defined in an objective manner and not a subjective manner? Happiness is objective and never subjective, it is within you and it is the sole purpose of your life. This is the natural way to live and the purpose as finding the happiness within you. Life is not only beautiful, its wonderful!!!!!!

Gimme an eFFing break

2005-07-27T23:22:00.000-07:00

Now this post is crib. But it is a variety crib. I am trying to crib in a different way. Let me start. Around two months ago my paresnts were telling me about Bindu. Parents: Bindu is going to Singapore every other month on an onsite... and she is getting paid well too. Me: Which bindu, what bindu, where.. what? (totally confused) Parents: My brothers wifes .... .... ..... ..... .... .... ... (some 100 relatives in between) sister. Me: Oh ok gr8 for her. Two weeks before: Parents: Raghav is getting X.XX lacs and he is being offered an onshore opportunity. Me: Which Raghav, what raghav, where? what? The rest you can figure out right. Why do you have to go abroad to proove yourself. Can't you stay in India and then proove your worth. Wouldn't it be more noble than all the causes.

Ignorance + Tolerance + Gandhi = ?

2005-07-25T23:20:00.000-07:00

This is a trite thing to shout and start a post. But did not someone say sometime that

Tolerance is one of the values that is central to Indian Culture.

Or let me take the liberty to quote Gandhi himself

Intolerance is itself a form of violence and an obstacle to the growth of a true democratic spirit.

There are three terms here.

Democratic Spirit
TRUE Democratic Spirit
Tolerance and Intolerance

All this is all so rosy and sounds really great. But where does one draw a line. Say suppose we have a toteliteraian ruler (like Hitler) and suppose we are the victims (say Jews). How should one act if one is a staunch follower of Gandhian Ethics .. If ever such a thing ever existed. George Orwell in his well written essay(by well written I meant to say a very critical review of Gandhi and his actions) contemplates precisely on this. Here are his words:

"What about the Jews? Are you prepared to see them exterminated? If not, how do you propose to save them without resorting to war?" I must say that I have never heard, from any Western pacifist, an honest answer to this question, though I have heard plenty of evasions, usually of the "you're another" type. But it so happens that Gandhi was asked a somewhat similar question in 1938 and that his answer is on record in Mr. Louis Fischer's Gandhi and Stalin. According to Mr. Fischer, Gandhi's view was that the German Jews ought to commit collective suicide, which "would have aroused the world and the people of Germany to Hitler's violence." After the war he justified himself: the Jews had been killed anyway, and might as well have died significantly. One has the impression that this attitude staggered even so warm an admirer as Mr. Fischer, but Gandhi was merely being honest. If you are not prepared to take life, you must often be prepared for lives to be lost in some other way. When, in 1942, he urged non-violent resistance against a Japanese invasion, he was ready to admit that it might cost several million deaths.

Now let me look at the non-violent action which Gandhi proposed. If u have to be tolerant to something. That something should be vicious enough to kill/destroy you. What Gandhi says is just don't attack it back.. TOLERATE even if it kills you, even if it rapes you. Which means to say that we should never fight. We should turn ourselves into being a MASOCHIST when confronted by a SADIST. We should be willing victims. We should accept the enemy AND HIS ACTIONS. So that one day the enemy will get fed up and give up. We should never attack. We should tolerate with the enemy, at the cost of our self-esteem, we should tolerate the enemy, at the cost of our integrity, we should tolerate the enemy at the cost of our own lives. This philosophy seemingly gave India its freedom but it did one more thing, which the congress has managed to hide very effeciently, it has destroyed India.(the subtler point here is that u may say that integrity is in holding the Gandhian values.. a claim which I refute) .In short Gandhi asks u simply to give up your self esteem (if u have it) and fight using the lack of it as a weapon. The argument is that this is HUMANE way of fighting. A deep thought would show that it would kill as many people as it would in any bloody war. The enemy may stop killing, if he has some humanity in him. What if he is ruthless.. like Hitler, or say like the Japaneese. They would have wiped India clean of its people. His philosophy worked only in India and with Indians because of only one thing. Tolerance is a euphemism of cowardliness. It is another word to say that we do not have the balls to do. It could also be put as lack of self-esteem. A quality which I should say defines an Indian(there maybe 10% who are different). If u see a person without a self-esteem. I would say that there is a 90% chance that he is an Indian. Gandhi, inherently or intentionally, realized this and used precisely this as a weapon against the british. The british more or less used him to their purposes. which could be seen all over history. For example Gandhi could have prevented the hanging of the Great Bhagath Singh. Why did he not do that? Weren't the british wrong in hanging the Great man. So whats wrong in taking to the british and non violently preventing the hanging of the Great man. The answer is simple :- He would have questioned his delicate philosophy,infront of his impotent mass of followers, had he done that. He would have send wrong signals to the british. Which he did not want to happen. Which could have been due to his tolerance, in the sense I was talking in the previous paragraph. It was this lack of self-esteem that later became the Banner "TOLERATE", tolerate both your enemy and his actions. This was the magic mantra that many impotent Indians(i would say 99% of them) were waiting for. They did not have the guts to fight, nor did they have the self-esteem to fight. All that Gandhi asked them to do was to protest against the british without fighting, means without ever having a feeling of self-esteem or in other words, fighting without integrity. This is the least of which anyone could do. And so the Gandhi Concept spread like wild fire. That was the Dominant Philosophy so that our people could hide their impotency behind the concept of tolerance. This is exactly the kind of impotency that George Orwell suspects in Gandhi. Let me quote the relevant lines.

Many people genuinely do not wish to be saints, and it is probable that some who achieve or aspire to sainthood have never felt much temptation to be human beings. If one could follow it to its psychological roots, one would, I believe, find that the main motive for "non-attachment" is a desire to escape from the pain of living, and above all from love, which, sexual or non-sexual, is hard work. But it is not necessary here to argue whether the other-worldly or the humanistic ideal is "higher". The point is that they are incompatible. One must choose between God and Man, and all "radicals" and "progressives," from the mildest Liberal to the most extreme Anarchist, have in effect chosen Man.

Note the word incompatible. Orwell is trying to make a distinction between a Mystic and a Rationalist. The fun is because 90% of India was/is ignorant (illitracy driven ignorance or literate ignorance), nobody cares to think that there is no rational basis for Gandhi's arguments. If the concept of God is taken away from it, then it tumbles down like a piece of domino cards. Gandhi integrated the concept of mysticism and suicidal idealism and injected it into the minds of ignorant people. Those who REALLY fought for independence, the great saints, like Mangal Pandey, Bhagath Singh, Subhash Chandra Bose were termed as fools..just because they had the Integrity to say that an enemy had to be treated like an enemy. They were treated as fools because they said that they will die fighting, if they have to die anyway then fight and die. They were treated as fools beause they believed that independence should be attained from within the human mind and not when someone(british/enemy) leaves us alone. They were rational minds, who believed in Independence, and not MASOCHIST who took all the beating and begged the enemy to leave them alon after being raped. They were men of Integrity, and they stand like mountains rising out of the sea. Such a person is still called a fool in India. However those Great Men were men of action and not inaction. Unfortunately the values that they stood for were literally wiped off by congress' 50 years of destructive socialist rule. I believe that if there wasn't a Second World War :- We would have been still under british rule. The congress has been able to fool the Nation for 50 odd years, because people are ignorant and tolerant. We tolerate corruption, which has now become synonymous with the word Government. We tolerate rape. We Tolerate feudal people. We call our products as inferior. We believe more in American brains than in Indian brains. We ARE Ignorant, Impotent. That's what we are ... Ignorance + Tolerance +Gandhi = MESS P.S:--- A mystic is a person who calls himself superior by defining some ideals which can never be acheieved. Example:- True Democratic Spirit

Have sex n make science....and err, some entertainment

2005-07-25T10:26:00.000-07:00

I found this.... from abi's blog here. I thot i would have loved to be a part of "Have Sex:- Make Science program". The point here is that most of the men who participated failed to errr *blush*, perform. Means some even did not even manage to have their penis standing up even though they were cuddled up with a female inside an MRI scanner. The funny thing is they had to get it up and running by using Viagra.... Soooo sad, i feel kinda bad about those men there... i mean called on to do such an important assignment and hey my johnny(or dick or whatever u may pet name your penis as), aint feeling like standing upto it. Tch Tch.... impotency is sometimes subjective. I have heard of men who could perform wonderfully with certain women.. and would fail miserably with his own wife. The pics are interesting!!have a look One ,Two. Pic one left me wondering where the penis is... well look carefully... Thou shalt find it!!!! Hint:- the male pelvis is on the lower right and the female's is on the upper left. Who the f*** am I, you may ask, a sexologist? No, but i am (s)extremely interested in knowing more about this wonderful function of the human body. Talking of which we have some people exploiting it as Harini sees it. Well yes... it is plain cheap dirt pot of a journalist(if such a psycho deserves to be called that way) who could think that this will sell. Just shows how kinda screwed up people think, or do they? If they did then the column would not be there at all.. After all..sex sells....everything is commercial. ;-)

Getting drunk!!!!!

2005-07-24T22:57:00.000-07:00

I am an occasional alcoholic.... means my alcohol intake cycles (if ever there is some term like that) are periodic(periodic is a redundant term, as there cannot be cycles without periods ;-) ). And i think that I could calculate the fourier transform of my alcohol intake graph. It would look like having a fundamental frequeny(or a dominant frequeny) of 3 months. but obviously a lot of rippling because after everytime i get drunk heaily the next 1 month is totally dry.. this causes a high transition in time domain of the alcohol intake and this causes the frequency domain to ripple. Which i think would have bored you to infinity/oblivion if u do not know what Fourier did long time ago!!. If you do not know about it then just know that it is just the same thing that happenes after ejaculating, u just dont feel like being in there anymore. Talking of which Uma here and here has nice posts on the fact that sex aint all that bad... only thing is Indian culture which distorts it too much... just correct Uma... thats exactly what i believe and follow (:-)). Coming to the answer of what-is-the-point-of-this-post expression that you all may be having while reading the above? I got drunk on saturday. It wasn't my drinking record on the amount. But however it was the drinking record of sorts. As i gobbled up 375 ml (that is half a bottle) of Smirnoff Vodka without water... Just like that. With No aparent reason. I was not happy and i was not sad. I just brought the bottle because the place where i usually buy liquor from have a credit card policy that they will accept cards for purchases only above 100 bucks. I did not have enough money with me to buy the usual Quarter bottle smirnoff(90 bucks). So i had to use a credit card, which meant that i had to buy something more than a quarter... so i went for half bottle smirnoff. At home there was this wonderful movie called "Anger Management" somethng that i wanted to watch for a long time. I sat with the chips that I brought, and opened the Vodka bottle. Started drinking it dry(thats without water,,, as it is... also called 'on the rocks'). I remember watching the begining of the film when Adam Sandler gets jacked on the plane. After that i had one more peg dry. Could see that i was not able to concentrate much on the jokes. There was an interval of 50 seconds after the joke that i understood it and laughed. But... I could understand romantic scences in the film instantaneously. Adam Sandler hugging his girlfrind... OOf!!! could not bear the thougts and the feelings of hugging my ex. I remembered those few days I had with her. Those deep embraces. *sigh*. The same thing I saw a couple doing infront of the chennai consulate. Seems both of them were going to the same college and that both of them got their visas cleared. The embrace was deep, loving and so so romantic. Older generation indians who were standing their started fussing like hell. I just watched, remembering the last time I did that. The last time i just embraced my ex-gal like that. The last time i smelt my (ex)gal's shoulders. The last time I tenderly kissed them. *sigh* I started to miss the 'Scent of a woman'. Coming back to my drinking habits after digressing this bit. I was seeing the deep embrace, and so i became sad about missing that typical 'girly' smell, you get when u are in a deep embrace. In went another 90 ml...dry. Then I could see TWO Adam Sandlers instead of one. I knew that i was getting drunk. I was getting hungry as well, this was the thing that got me even worried. I decided to make a bulls-eye out of the 6 eggs that I had brought. If you all suspect that I would have forgotten to turn of the gas and that my flat would have caught fire, then you were just about thinking something that almost happened. I turned the gas on.. went searching for the matches... thankfully kept over the "bhagvan ka picture" which after getting drunk i was trying to search for. Finally i found the matchbox. At that time i realized that it was an automatic gas stove. u just have to press the knob and turn... whoosh.. the fire will be on. I went into the kitchen with this new gyan... turned off the knob.. and then turned it on again.... i was expecting a-whooosh-and-a-flame but what came out was a-BOOM-and-nearly-kitchen-on-fire thing. HOLY SHIT... the flames were so f***ing big... if u know what i mean. I turned sober instantaneously.. wondering which numbers to dial. Thankfully I was not wearing anything on my upper half. If i was i would have been a fireball. ALso i took care not to open my mouth...who knows... Vodka is flamable. This is what i did.. i RAN out of the kitchen. straight into the bath... i do not remember whether anything caught fire really.. but i put water all over my body... went back in half senses to see the flame burning there.. and not the fire... Well... I did thank god... assuming that he existed for a moment. I sobered myself up. Went for the thavi(thats what u call the pan in mallu).. Put it on the stove., poured some oil. Broke the first egg.. Put it.. it was the best bulls-eye egg i have ever cracked. Broke the second one.. put that too.. the third one i was just about to reach it when i fell down and the egg cracked on the floor. something went into my eyes. I put water into my eyes and then remembered that the fire was still on. I switched it off.,... but a bit late. the bulls-eye was a bit over cooked but ok. Then i remembered about the film. Went there.. saw another passionate embrace... went crazy...back to the kitchen.. ate up everything on the thavi which was very very hot. Drank some more... made sure that the gas was switched off. Then went and sat infront of the TV. Some ad was going on. 3/4 of the bottle was over. I decided to drink the full bottle. When the movie came back I saw three or four Adam Sandlers. More than that i could see that the frame rate was reduced a lot. I could see frames in say 10 second intervals... nothing in between. Someone came and banged on the door... wasn't able to open it. Then i remember that I did a Bottles up routine. The whole bottle went up in the air. I had finished my triumph on 375 ml Vodka. Then I could hear wierd singing.. which i realized was myself trying to hum along the movie tunes. I could not see anything beyond 1 metre... and there was occassionaly someone who switched off the lights. Then after sometime(i dont know how much time) Blackness.......... I woke on sunday with pain everywhere... including my head... thats where it hurt the most. The whole day was a waste. Just was cribbing about why I drank,, n all that shit. Someone told me that in theory a flap of a butterfly wing can whip up a storm in the pacific ocen because of chaos theory. I believe its just those small things that matter when life takes wierd turns and gives u the expereiences of sorts. Had they been taking credit cards for any amount.. i would have brought a Quarter bottle.. which would have saved my saturday and sunday. I have decided atleast that I should give up drinking *completely* now. It has given me more hardship that anything else. But i still miss those deep embraces *sigh* :-).

Blogonomics

2005-07-22T12:56:00.000-07:00

Blogonomics would certainly be a part of any internet study in the future. The logic for the whole thing is simple. I will post more on the economic aspect of it later, let me make it short and sweet for now. Suppose you write such great stuff that a CEO of a mid size company visits your blog and spends say 30 minutes on it everyday. The blog may be free and it may not be giving you any 'returns' by way of publication. However you are returns are in the time that the CEO feels to spend on your blog.30 minutes of his time per day would amount to an average guys salary over a month. This concept need not be only applicable to the CEOs visiting your blogs. It can also be any other person. Therefore we can considered the time spent on your blog as the worth of the blog and hence it is the representative of the value generation aspect of your publication. This concept was taken from the book build to last although i have to mention that, in the book there was a totally different context in mentioning the same concept. What happens when there are a lot of people spending a lot of time on your blog? It is naturally assumed that you create some sort of social value.You create some sort of social interest, which makes people come to your blog again and again and again. What happens when you succeed in the above? You then start on to create some solid economic value out of blogging. People pay you money to write stuff. People pay you to comment on their blogs/website. Thy pay you to advertise their stuff on your blog. In short there are as many aspects of economics in blogging as there are conceptes in economics as a whole. More coming soon!!!!!

The purpose of blogging

2005-07-22T10:31:00.000-07:00

before continuig on the Part 2 of my Story let me assure u ppl that i am not here to blog seriously... atleast as of now!!! The strangest thing is that there is no pupose for this blog, It has no life, It is not build to last, in the sense that it has not been built at all. Earlier the name of the blog was "Null Pointer" but since then I have found out that there was another Null Pointer, thanks to Debashish ;-). I had to change the name of the blog in order to preserve its uniqueness. I always used any media I could lay my hands on to crib, and so the blog was just another media to crib and rant, and hence the name. the Blogging world is extensive, it has all kind of charectors... and for some people eventhough the aim of blogging... or the utility of the blog may be very well defined the path to achieve the 'minimum critical mass' required to push ideas may not be there. In such case one has to start slowly, take the small steps, find some measning and purpose in what u do, get the critical mass and the time/value factor on your blog.. push it forward. Even if u stray here and there initially.. i dont think will make much of a difference. I would want to improve my grammar. Eventhoug i know that the words i deliver have the required punch in them there is however no grammatical stress, which makes the meaning altogether distorted. Ultimately I would want this blog to rise and play a part, both in what i want to do in my life and also to serve as my mouthpiece to the world. Lets replace the Roman Emperors shout :-"Let the wars begin" to :- "Let the blogs begin!!!!!!"

Eureka!!!! I am a reader again!!!! (Part 1)

2005-07-21T21:50:00.000-07:00

I have discovered reading again!!! However it is by a concious choice that I have decided to take on reading. It is not an accident. I used to read voraciously b4 my 10th standard, not petty novels and 'Harry Potter' stuff. I used to read encyclopedias, which told me great stories about how man invented methods to fly, how the stars shine, about black holes and quasars and about space ships that travel close to the speed of light. These things used to spark my imagination and used to be the subject of my dreams. The imagination that still is with me and has helped me to understand somewhat complex mathematical constructs and also helped me in understanding most of the math by just imagining about the equations. This habit was so built into me that I used to do poorly in the class due to this addictive reading habit. However sometime during my mid 10th standard eduacation I had to leave this habit in order to concentrate on studies. The reader can note that until my 9th standard I was a failure in studies. My dad had lost all hopes of making me studious and the class topper, a concept which I consider extremely stupid then and now- i considered it stupid then because I knew how much of math the class topper knew, i consider it extremely stupid now because I know that class topper is never the way to measure a person the concept is as stupid as concept that the worth of a man can be measured by the money he has. Now I used to fail in 5 subjects out of 8, and pass in mathematics and science. This was the case until my 9th standard. In my 9th standard I surprised everyone,including myself, by becoming the school topper. I had prooved my worth infront of everyone and most importantly infront of my dad. I got confused on what was the sudden change in attitude of everyone around me, i was being treated with respect, for which I was sure that I had not changed a bit in my core values, which were in my subconcious. After that I was scared of loosing out that respect and the worth/value that I gained. My reading and imagination was put in the cold storage. This habit of reading and then imagining was soon forgotten by me and I was into getting more and more value for myself by becoming the topper repeatedly. There is a quote by some guy whose name i don't remember (but will get it soon) Its something like this.

The diffcult we eventually realize but the obvious we may never do.

I forgot that I was a kid who once loved science, who imagined himself flying to the stars, who build big laboratories in his mind. The kid who loved math, and more importantly, who could imagine math. There were some sparks in me which we still there. As, bits and pieces of my old life remained, like my childish nature of questioning anything. My parents never cared about that quality, neither did they think about how could they nurture this latent talent.It is a fault from their part but I cannot complain about them because they were brought up in such a pathetic conditions that I dare not imagine those times. Ultimately when time went by I realized the difficult part :- I had to do stuff that I don't like in order to get the class topper position in everything I do, something which I realize now was outright stupidity. I never realized the obvious part:- I had to do the stuff that I love in order to be happy and satisfied, and in order to grow. I had to awaken that part of me which was in a coma for a long long time. I stopped reading general books and was fully into my entrance coaching in my 11th and 12th standard. I grew sick and tired of some stuff. The question "Why?" which helped me to become so imaginative made me me ask "Why Me?". I started to rant. I started to get out of touch with myself. I started to crib. Somehow I managed to get into engineering, and took the more mathematical field of Electronics and communication engineering. My engineering life and my second crush around that time pushed me into reading more. This time more into novels and stories about great heros. Since my crush used to read novels, I too decided to catch up and become totally rocking. However within such a raze of novel reading was the fact that I was trying to find meaning in my life. Unfortunately the meaning should have been the most obvious thing in my life. Two years, 12 Osho books, 10 swami X books later I delved into one of my relatives book collection and found a novel:- The Fountainhead. In the publishers note it was written(i cannot exactly remember):

Read the story of a Highly controversial architect, who has a tryst with the society and his flaming love affair with a woman who tries to destroy him.

I started reading the book and from the first page I was always thinking that the hero Howard Roark was a fool. Why did he leave college? and that too a top one. Why he did that is obvious to any human being who loves his work. I did not realize it. Why did he not emotionally react and destroy Peter Keating? It is obvious too, but i did not realize that. Why was he in love with Dominique who, as told in the publishers statement, was trying so hard to destroy him? That is obvious too, but i did not realize it. I was finding Peter Keating as a hero and I just could not digest the end. I really did not understand Howards court statement. I did not know that had put the Howard Roark in me to sleep and then was off to be the class topper in everything I do. However the book did spark the imagination in me and I started asking the question "Why?". Why did he let himself to be thrown out of college? Why did he love dominique? Why did he never compromise?. My crush broke down around this time. I was devastated, and almost left to myself to lick the wounds of that time. I started to read Fountainhead again, because I just couldn't read any other book which the word love was present. One fine morning I got the answer for many of the "Why?"s. Roark never compromised because he was in love with his work. He was in love with his work because doing work gave him immense satisfaction. He was brilliant because he loved doing his work. Doing what you love to do is the key to happiness and satisfaction. Satisfaction never lies in compromise. It lies in intgrity. The thing that makes people die for values. In Martin Luther Kings words:

Life aint worth living unless you have something to die for.

The next two years of my engineering I was trying to find something that I could die for. It was a difficult and scary question to ask, because if the answer was not in what I was doing then my life would be hell. The answer was obvious, awakwen the sleeping kid within me, but i never realized it. At the same time I started to have intense discussion on Signal Processing, with one of my friends. My interest grew in it because of its mathematical nature and because I somehow found it easy to imagine the math that was written in the form of equations. The kid within me was already awakening. I had stumbled upon the key to my life just like I stumbled upon "The Fountainhead". I soon found that I could solve problems in Signal Processing using what I learned and I loved the intense satisfaction that I got when I solved problems. At last the tipping point had reached. The kid was half awake. i finished an entire signal processing book in 3 weeks. I was soo happy. To be continued!!!!!

Advice to myself

2005-07-21T21:06:00.000-07:00

U dont have to be rude to proove a point. Most uncomfortable situations can be dealt away without foulness.

No words... only tears

2005-07-20T12:37:00.000-07:00

I am shocked to the core. I am feeling sick, shocked to the core. The only reaction i have is tearful eyes. There are simply no words in me to explain or to rationalize. I bow down and just say few words softly to the hurt souls...."Sorry!!! Wish I could have done somethng". Have a look if your heart can take it. Horror Stuff1 Which was kind of repeated here(but mildly) Stuff2 The latest Mumbai verison of this thing can be found in the following Stuff3 and Stuff4

y blog

2005-07-20T12:04:00.000-07:00

Pills here has a nice post on why he blogs. This is a good post both literary wise and content wise. It got me wondering however, about why am I bloggin. Well tis like this... i started a blog faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar back in July 2003, coz it was somethng exiting and new and FREE :-)) Now i fell its kinda floating. i don't really know what theme to post. I do what i love to do. I love to write as well, write and NOT type... i am lazy to type. Typing just oozes out the creativity out of me. It makes my brain search for the keys on the keyboard and stuff and that creates an interrupt to my thinking process. This destroy the pure thought flow that I enjoy in my writing. Writing about something interesting(interesting to the blogger i mean) presupposes that you know something interesting and that means you have to update yourself with interesting stuff everyday. This requires a lot of reading. Blogs like this one are simply show the sheer brilliance and level of awareness of such a writer. I hope to be an aware writer someday. I am sure that this blog shall find a path. and the next article that i would be posting would be written first and then it would be posted online.

Quote of the Day

2005-07-19T04:05:00.000-07:00

No comments :-)

Calendar Calendar on the wall Who is the timeliest of them all!!!!!

2005-07-18T08:27:00.000-07:00

This is my calendar http://www.icalx.com/html/lakshmikanth/month.php?cal=USC For the next few days i shall be posting what is my day to day activities on this calendar... do check it out.. if u are a timeliness freak then this could possibly be more addictive than blogging.

Me,Marina Beach and the beggar.

2005-07-18T00:06:00.000-07:00

I was in Chennai this Sunday. The weather was harsh, hot and humid. I could taste my sweat even in the wee hours of the morning. It was tough to sleep there after getting used to the Bangalore weather. From whatever little experience I have of Chennai city, I have considered it as a highly unhygenic city. I hated to travel around, just because it was too damn humid and hot which makes me sweat profusely, and I hate myself when I sweat. Finally I got bored of sitting idle in my room there and decided to get out and go somewhere. We -I and my parents- decided to go to the Marina Beach. It is a famous beach, I think that it is the longest beach or something like that. We reached there at sometime during the sunset, which was happening in the west side beaches i.e. behind the Marina Beach,which is an east side beach. I was at Marina for the second time in my life. It was the same place that I had seen almost three years ago. A sea of people, enjoying discussing, fishing, doing business... what all and what not!!!!!!!!! We got out of our car and we started walking towards the beach front. I could feel the stench of dead fish, and the smell was quite obnoxious. I started thinking :- "What a shitty beach!!!! One cannot even breath here.. Just look at all that beggars around. Look at all those shops selling the cheap and unhygenic stuff. Oops there comes a beggar in my direction" At around the same time someone just nearby was thinking a bit loudly :- "Isn't it a lovely beach!!!!!" I changed my mental gear into deep-thought mode. I was thinking deeply, pretty much unaware of my surroundings. The beggar came asked for money and went off without getting it; I did not know that. The humid wind was blowing too fast; I didn't feel it. The question in my mind was this:- Did i have a choice? A choice between feeling bad about something and enjoying the good things that come along with the bad. Can you do both at the same time? Can we feel bad about something and feel good about it at the same time? Is feeling good and bad about something a choice in one's life? Later sometime I decided to discuss this with KhelNayak. Mr. Amarnath was -as usual- very crisp and curt in his response :-)) . He said it was because of this 'don't-mind-and-enjoy-the-good-of-it' attitude that we see all this dirt happening. We are forced to learn to live with such things. I agree on that totally. I thought some more on it and came to realize a subtle issue in this whole game. I did not ask the question whether we should mind or not. I am just asking a question whether we have a choice of not feeling bad about it. I am not asking people to ignore it! One need not ignore an issue which one does not feel bad about. One should definitely act in order to make things better, but should some bad feeling about something be the motivator to make it better, Or is it inherently something different that makes us act in order to make something better. If the answer is 'No' to the question of Whether one has a choice of feeling bad one some issue... then we become beggars.. don't we? Because beggars don't choose Think about it. I think I am close to find an answer to this.

Bad week and hence no more posts till July 16th

2005-07-12T11:51:00.000-07:00

The last week was the most amazing weeks in my life. This week is the most important week in my life and hence most tense. So i shall post anything only on July 16th Let me try to stop myself from falling into the 'obssessive compulsive blogging' disorder

A great week

2005-07-10T21:04:00.000-07:00

Last week was the best times in my life. I was able to figure out the real meaning of a particular set of differential equations Linear differential equation. Through this i was able to derive the meaning of 'e', by deriving the limit equation of 'e^x' by first principles. Another real joyous moment came when I was able to figure out the complex exponential from the first pronciples 'e^jx' where j = sqare root of -1. Also I was able to link up the concept 'e^jx = Cos(x) + jSin(x)' which is called Eulers Formula. The funny thing is that pythagoras theorem was everywhere in the derivation. Will publish the results soon here. Just wait until I make them in some comprehensible format. I have found a deep link of the complex exponential fuction with the laplace transform. That will soon be published here. Update::: understanding IS geometrical

Visa Interview

2005-07-09T21:18:00.000-07:00

I have a VISA interview at the Chennai American Consulate. I have a feeling that i would not make it!!! I am freaked out!!!

Shocking Shocking!!!

2005-07-09T11:57:00.000-07:00

Dear O Dear!!! This means my admission records are hacked!!!!!!!

A murderer's blog

2005-07-09T11:24:00.000-07:00

Blogging The Fifth Nail I came accross a guys blog who had murdered a family in Idaho, US. U can read more on the WIRED news report here.

FUBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-07-08T05:48:00.000-07:00

FUBAR This is my friends which i totally agree... More on this later..

Terrorism in ancient and mordern.

2005-07-07T20:40:00.000-07:00

Charu has posted a few links here, which could be helpful to all people who are affected by the London Blasts. I have always had a view that terrorism did exist in the past, but it existed in a very unorganized and random manner. I am getting a bit scared as to where terrorism and the world is heading to. For example in medival Kerala there were suicide attackers called 'Chavers' who used to go right in the middle of a hostile community and fight until someone from that community sawed the 'Chavers' heads off. This was however not very common. There was a similiar thing in Ireland too, so also in France. They were suppressed in History because it was twisted by people who wrote it. Also these incidents were statistically rare and were not recorded. Now the picture is changing. The terrorists have build up a terrorist economy, where money and value flows into the network and an organized effort can be made to create chaos. It is like a big company now, whose business is terrorism. Are we heading to a third world war????

Watch the Gujarat Police commisioner in action during a flood

2005-07-07T01:03:00.000-07:00

I dont usually post office forwards in my blogs but this just stands out of all the usual crap. I mean, Just LOOK at it!!!! Aint this amazing!!!

Scene: A flood affected area of Vadodara, Gujrat

Cast: Joint Commissioner of Police, K. Kumaraswamy, riding on the shoulders of a Constable to save his feet and trousers from Flood Water!!!

Source: The Indian Express, July 2

Caravan Gets Stuck as Dogs Bark?

2005-07-06T03:59:00.000-07:00

LOONEY TARANTULA: Caravan Gets Stuck as Dogs Bark? Well this poor guy became shikhar of work hazards. Especially in the indian context... more in an expanded post later.

Women in Kerala in the near past

2005-07-06T00:18:00.000-07:00

I read Harini's post about a futuristic concept called Handmaid I decided to post my comment to that post on my blog. Have a read.

You have left me thinking about the Kerala Society.

Some years back, there was this rampant custom among the Nambudiri ‘clan’ who would associate(sexually) with a woman of a lower caste(mostly Nairs), this was called sambandham. The institution of marriage at that time caled ‘Veli’ allowed a Nambudiri to have multiple sambandhams. Most of the ‘women’ in sambandham were 13 year old girls, whereas the Nambudiri himself would be more than 60 years of age. I always consider this an institutionalized rape, but I never think the girls would have thought that it was rape, They would have considered themselves to be lucky for being fucked by a rich Nambudiri. While being drawn into the contract of sambandham they would know what exactly is in store for them.

The subtler part here is whether the girl would have had an opinion of NOT associating with a Nambudiri, if there was such a girl then I would consider her to be raped by the customs. However the general rule in those times was that a girl never has the rights to her life. The KEY to her life is in associating with a man. The mans ‘power’ is her source of protection. So I guess 99.9999% of the girls would have volunteered to be associated with a nambudiri.

When I used to hear such stories from my mom about such customs, I would just Imagine how the sexual part between a 13 year old lean girl and a 60 year old fat man would be. One has just to change the words in the book and instead of travelling forward into time to view a handmaid you can travel backwards and view a girls mind in Sambandham.

My red ‘pawada’ (skirt) is hitched up to my waist though no higher. Below it the Nambudiri(Commander) is associating(fucking). He is associating with me physically as a matter of divinity(What he is fucking is the lower part of my body). Eventhough I don’t feel anything; I am supposed to be blessed by this association and therefore I should feel happy.This is what I expected when I associated with him.(I do not say making love, because this is not what he’s doing. Copulating too would be inaccurate, because it would imply two people and only one is involved. Nor does rape cover it: nothing is going on here that I haven’t signed up for.)

Even though some people (who still believe in ‘Brahmin Supremacy’) would try to justify this i believe they were horrific crimes against humanity.

I used to hear some old tales(puranas) from my Grandma.From whatever little of what i know about the Puranas I dont think anywhere there was a woman treated like someone in sambandham… this sytem was not mentioned anywhere. Though women were lower to men in making choices, even in the ranks of the gods and godesses, they were always considered to be powerful and could make some choices. For example Gandhari, Kunti in Mahabharat. Sita in Ramayana. They were power houses and were very very respected(even now). I consider the Krishna devotee Meera also to be a woman of independent choice and also very powerful.

One knows what is the status of women in the present and in the near past. But what was the status of women, during the time of say Ashoka the great? If they were treated with respect and had the right to take decisions and make independednt choices, then we have a BIG question in our hands.

What made Indian society change? from one that respects women as its members to something that USES women as a utility.

The answer to this question will be something that will have a cure in it, for the present society.

Women and blogs::: truly informative

2005-07-03T13:28:00.000-07:00

I found a great resource on the net... will just suit my need :-) Women and blogs This is gonna help me a lot ;-)

Horrified to the CORE

2005-07-03T13:15:00.000-07:00

What the f*** is happening in India? I got this from Hemangini

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Train to Chennai

I wrote out this blog post in my head long before I was anywhere near a computer, and funnily now when I sit down to actually write it, whatever happened sounds like the narrative I've been unleashing on people not a real incident at all. I took the night train to Chennai Saturday night for a friend's wedding. I was travelling alone, and happy to have the Upper Berth of the three tier compartment. My mum came to see me off and worried, as she usually does, about the occupants: "That guy looks shady", she said, pointing to the occupant of the other Upper Berth but I brushed it aside as paranoia, reminded her I'd been travelling alone on three tier since college and then, once the train left, went up and straight to sleep. It was hard to sleep, despite the sheet covering me. I was restless and tossing from side to side. The guy in the Upper Berth next to me appeared to be jerking off, but I ignored him. Finally I drifted into a light sleep till about one a.m. when I felt something brush my foot. I moved my foot well under my sheet, thinking 'Funny, I didn't think I was tall enough to be extending out of my berth'. Then, about three in the morning, the lights are off, it's deathly quiet, the guy in the Upper Berth next to me (I haven't noticed him much so far, since I'm not wearing my lenses or glasses) gets restless. He wakes up, goes down, shuffles around, then comes back up and just sits still on his berth. Next thing I know (and I'm half asleep, crouched in my usual foetal-sleeping position facing him) he reaches out and touches me, between my legs, with the end of his foot. I start, jerk my hand out and push his foot away, so he withdraws immediately. I think (and why, why, why do women always do this) he must have made a mistake and just been stretching or something. Lots of people stretch their leg, unintentionally touching the other berth. I tried to drift back into sleep, thinking of an FIR I had filed earlier, on grounds of harrassment when a Maruti car, messing with mine as I was driving, eased up to my car, lightly bumped it and then veered away, it's occupants hugely amused that they had shaken me. The cop station, where I was offered tea and then commented upon, "You are so thin, yet so brave, Madam", proved more harrassing than the incident. My mind was running through that incident. Also it struck me as sort of unfair, in that deathly quiet compartment, that everyone would be fast asleep while I was left uneasily awake, wondering about the intentions of the man next to me and having to be on alert. I wanted to turn away from him, but in the back of my head an alarm bell had rung so I didn't. At 3:30 a.m., my Upper Berth neighbour reaches and touches my breast. I don't know what he was expecting. That I would simper coyly and turn away? That I would ignore him? Encourage him? Mind boggling possibilities. I'm hugely sensitive to men touching me, often stopping calling people who even casually throw their arm around me (it's just a thing I have), so this was trauma for me. I was up like a shot; my mind blank in my half-sleep and all I did was scream. It was strange, thinking back on it. I wasn't angry, I wasn't yelling expletives, or hell, even sentences or words. It was just like an animal-in-pain screaming. Shrill, loud, repetitive. No words, just screaming and screaming till the lights were flicked on, people hurriedly woke up, the TC came running. Upper Berth man says loudly aggressively, "Kya hua? Kya hua?" ("What happened? what happened?") and then slowly words formed in my head; the shock, the outrage, the sense of violation was replaced by a hysterical screaming, "Kya kar rahe ho?" ("What are you doing?") Again and again and again. The TC, sensing Upper Berth Man's apparent complete shock turned to me, still shaking in my berth. I could barely see anything, compounding my sense of disorientation. "Madam, you must have been dreaming," says the TC. No one else is talking. I realised in an instant that the whole episode could quickly turn against me. Everyone would be annoyed at being woken up by a silly, hysterical girl, the Upper Berth guy would be glad to evade responsibility, the TC glad to avert a potential nuisance. So I calmed down. "Sir," I pointed out, in my best English, "This is not the first time tonight this has happened. This man has been repeatedly touching me." "Are you alone, Madam?" "Yes, sir." I think that's what did it. Upper Berth man was yanked down, the Railway Cops (they had come by too, by this time) grabbed hold of him, and the TC told me to come down and write out a complaint. The Man began begging for mercy. "You are ruining my life," he told me in Hindi. "Please forgive me." Then, in English, "I could not control myself." Like a Saamna editorial. I told him to stop touching me again. I told the cops to hold him back. I wrote in shaky handwriting something that resembled a complaint, on the back of the TCs name sheets. I was unsure what to write so I wrote coyly: "A man was touching my private parts". His baggage was pulled down and, still begging for mercy, he was led away. I went up to sleep. No one else in all the people who had gathered said a word either to each other or to me. I tried to sleep, felt a little tearful, found I couldn't text the one person I wanted to, and finally fell into restless sleep till 5:15 a.m. when we reached Chennai. I thought it was over, but the TC was back, and told me if I wanted to file an FIR (and I was sure I did) I would have to come to the police station. I told him I'd join him and waited for the compartment to empty. No one had said a word to me in all of this, which was fine, I didn't expect them to, but as they left the train, everyone passing me would look up, glance at me and then move on. It was horrible. I felt guilty somehow. For waking them up, for having screamed so much, for not just shutting up and going back to sleep, I suppose. As I left the train, the Man was outside, hands folded, begging some more. I walked with the TC, the Man behind us, surrounded by Railway Police. Someone else came up to me as I walked and said in a low voice, "Madam, treat me like your brother, I am a member of the public. Have mercy on this boy, madam, he has come to do a Railway exam. You will ruin his life Madam. As a member of the public, I appeal to you, Madam." I'm not a very angry person, so I didn't feel angry. I felt annoyed. And tired. Whose side was everybody on? "Where were you when this happened?" I asked him. "Sleeping, Madam." "What did you do when you heard me?" "I came running, Madam." "And then?" "And now I request you, Madam?" I can't follow this kind of argument especially not after a night like the one I had had. "I'm not in a particularly good mood," I said, "please go away." He did. The cops were waking up at the cop station in Chennai Central. Buttoning up checked chirts, joking sleepily on their walkie talkies. I was asked to sit, the Man thrown on the floor by me. The cop on duty was told what happened. He broke into Tamil. "You've come for an exam and this is what you do?" he asked the man. Man spoke no English, he was from Bihar. Another cop wandered in flicking a long cane stick and walloped the man, making large swishing noises. I felt like in a scene from Maximum City. I was made to file another complaint. The Man kept reaching out to touch my feet, "Ma, ma," he kept saying. In Hindi, 'don't ruin my life.' It's funny how everything becomes familial when a woman is concerned. The Member of the Public was my brother, my molester calls me his mother. My identity is submerged in this larger social structure. Soon I have another identity: The Hindu journalist. Every time I was referred to after that, I was The Hindu journalist. In Chennai, it's a very big deal. The Man is taken off into the lock up and half and hour later a woman cop shows up. I'm taken into another room, where she offers me boiling coffee from a thermacol cup and suggests, somewhat deferentially, that I should reconsider pressing charges because (again), "You will ruin his life Madam." I tell her in Tamil that, as a woman, she should understand my feelings. "I feel strongly about this," I say. She apologises and agrees that I could do whatever I thought best and she would facilitate. The Sub Inspector now arrives, I file a third complaint with many details (such as his name: Sanjeev Kumar, age: 28 and address: Madhubani District, Bihar). At 10: 30 I have to return to meet the Inspector. On my way to his room, I pass the Man in lock up. I cannot bear to look at him, I haven't throughout all this, except to notice two rings he wears on his two last fingers of the left hand, but my friend points out he is cowered in a corner, shirtless. In instances like this, you feel (or atleast I did) a huge overwhelming feeling. For me it was outrage. At his audacity, more than anything, and the fact that I could not call a tiny berth my own without someone impinging on that space. But when you want to respond with an equivalent grand gesture, such as filing an FIR, imprisoning the perpetrator, the system stalls you. In a devious way. It's not hard to do, it's just long to do, complex to do. Hours to wait. For Sub Inspectors, TCs to attest, women police, Inspectors, and I found out at 10: 30 am when I returned with a friend, some two hours just to make handwritten copies of the FIR. It's so exhausting and annoying you want to walk away, wash yourself, get food and sleep. That's how the system breaks you down. Through triplicate copies, not any direct refusal to do your bidding. Anyway, Sanjeev Kumar has been booked under Sections 354 and 509 of the IPC and under the Prevention of Harrassment of Women Act, 1998. It is a non-bailable offence for 15 days, during which he is in a remand facility. After which he needs someone to furnish a bail warrant; the bail amount is minimal. And then the hearing will be in a few months. I haven't decided if I want to come down from Delhi all the way for it. Everyone I told this story to, had a story of their own. My friend's tummy was rubbed up and down till she woke up, another woke up to find two hands on her breasts, my aunt woke up to find a man had straddled her, my mother woke up to a man running his fingers down her body... everyone has a story. I called my mum after I left the cop station the first time. I said, "Do you think I over-reacted?" And this other voice in my head laughed at me, and our society. A strange man, touches you twice in the middle of the night, and your greatest worry when you screamed and complained, is, "Did I over react"?! And some... almost, guilt... when people kept telling me I'd ruin his life, and when they looked hostile at my screaming. Some amazement that no one said a thing to me after the man was taken away, all happy elderly couples right beneath me, middle aged women beneath my berth. Not a word. Cops wanting to dissaude me. Some inexplicable class-consciousness feelings toward Sanjeev Kumar - "You dirty, low caste man touching me" - this is too uncomfortabe for me to believe I was thinking like that, but it happened so I record it. And now, some satisfaction that he is locked up for 15 days. Update: I took a flight back, like a wuss. And I felt like I was doing sort of a disservice to all the people who couldn't afford to buy their way out of a situation, but I just couldn't bear another three tier overnight journey. Really.
posted by Mangs at 10:02 PM

Here is a simple geometric proof in algebra

2005-07-02T22:08:00.000-07:00

This is something invented by Euclid to explain (a+b)^2 = a^2 + b^2 + 2ab

Lindsay Davenport

2005-07-02T10:41:00.000-07:00

For me the wimbledon was won by both Davenport and Williams.... Both deserved it.. all the way... If Davenport won i would be sad for Williams loosing. Now i am feeling really sorry for Davenport!!! Anyways Keep it up girls!!! Davenport is 6'2 and 29 years of age..... can i call her a girl???? :-) The commentators were certainly doing so!!!!!

The Passion

2005-06-27T01:40:00.000-07:00

I was good in math. I still am good in math. 'Good' for most people might be a concept in which u compare urself with another and say that i am better. But the 'good' that i use here is an objective good, and is not subjective to anybodies faculty in mathematics. There is only one person whom I can be better than in math, and it is the only person i care to compare myself with. That person is me. I dont feel great when I say that I topped in my school math courses and nor do i sulk and shiver when i compare my faculty with Einstien and the likes. Infact I just like to enjoy the concept in math, and it is for this reason that i say i am good at math. I love that freshness when u get when u understand something new and radical. I love the challenge that one feels when one approaches new paradoxes and thought experiments. That happiness for me is kind of orgasmic, and ofcourse unlimited ;-). This is my philosophy and it is the only path that I am concerned in my life, and for me that is the place where u get eternal happiness,this process is my temple, the path my religion and math is my god.

Space time perturbations????

2005-06-25T08:54:00.000-07:00

Is energy space time perturbation? If so then the plack length and plank time and plack mass makes sense. Maybe, Maybe not.. anyway i guess it would be understanding the mathematical basis of both the theories and also their assumption points

Living with time dilation

2005-06-25T00:44:00.000-07:00

This is a great day for me..... I always wanted to brag about understanding relativity. I understood it once i came to know about the simplest proof on time dilation.

Understanding the proof is simple.... but Living with what it says is something that demands some depth in thinking, which i think would make one into a good scientist.

Software Industry in India:- The realist review. INTRO

2005-06-23T23:07:00.000-07:00

Where is software Industry going? EMBEDDED!!!! would be the answer of any software engineer and also an aspiring software engineer. the above is true according to the Nasscom survey. I would have loved to hear the word INNOVATION as an answer to that question. And if INNOVATION is not the answer of the question we should see ourselves going down the drain in comparison to the chineese. More on this lack of innovation and its effect at a later post.

The end of Calculus as I knew it to be

2005-06-22T20:47:00.000-07:00

The day before I stumbled upon the precise problem that I was searching for. I thought I knew calculus, but somehow it was not satisfying and complete. I learn by mapping my imagination with the math and then linking the to the facts that result. I could not simply get this mapping for calculus. I got the 'gound-breaker' the day before. If I find an answer to the problem then the Imagination, math and result linking would be done for calculus. Let me get to the problem. Consider a function

g(x) = |1 when x = 0; |0 elsewhere;|

find a function f(x) such that

\int f(x)dx = g(x)

I have not found the answer till now. What puzzles me is this. Can there be a zero area output from an Integration Operation? Till now I have found two ways in which this problem can be approached. 1) By reaching g(x) by making rect(E,-E) where E tends to 0; 2) By making a triangular signal peaking at x = 0 with value one, and making the width of it 0. I am not able to differenciate these signals and then inegrate them in the limit. It simply requires the tools that I am not aware of. Or it requires some more imagination and gettting down to the basics. This incident take me back to 2 to 3 years when i was struck with the same kind of an 'end'. It was the end of Signal Processing as I knew it to be. One of my idiot friends(who is in IISc now.... but other than that he does not qualify for a human being) quizzed my understanding about the meaning of an Impulse, or a Dirac Delta Function. I used to assume that the value of an impulse is 'very very' high at the point of incidence of the impulse. Then my friend, who had a deeper understanding of 'calculus', gave me an explanation that an impulse is meaningful only under integration. This was the trigger that I needed. I spent days and nights toiling with books in signal processing. That was the end of Signal Processing as i knew it to be. I unlearned everything that I learned. I learned that an impulse was defined in a limit and it was not defined at a 'point'. I learned the definition of an impulse as a limit. From then on understanding Fourier Transforms and other signal processing tools was just my imagination and its mapping with mathematics. I really learned a lot in the next two months at a pace that just envy right now. The remaining time in college was a 'bliss' or 'salvation'. I used to attack and gobble up every signal processing problem I could lay my hands on. I wish I get the same 'bliss' by finding an answer to this problem.

Road Tax

2005-06-22T19:53:00.000-07:00

Are we Indians? Or are we Konkani, Kannadiga, Malayalee etc,etc. This question is the first thing that pops up into my mind when I think about the stupid way we are governing India. Let me elaborate with an example. My dad decided to get a new car. The cost of the car is around 3.5lacs then we have to pay a 'life-time' tax of 43000 to the Karnataka state government. The problem is that we would be shifting out of Karnataka in some years, so a 'life-time' tax does not make sense. However the Karnataka Government does not have the provision to pay yearly tax, the money mongering pimps (politicians) who run it want only a life-time tax. The same is the condition in many other states in India. So if I am an Indian moving around say 5 states, I would have to pay 'life-time' tax in those 5 states, which would be approximately half of the cost of the car. Moreover I dont find road tax legal because I dont like politicians looting my money. If I am a Kannadiga, or for that matter a guy from any state, running around in a car ONLY inside Karnataka then I don't have to worry about all this, I can be ignorantly living inside this fortress that they have made (Fortress Karnataka has customs duty too, in the form of entry tax.... I wish that they train their police force with militiary tactics and then declare independence from the rest of India, wouldn't that be something wonderful). It would not be obvious in the first place that this road-tax fact issue itself says how divided we Indians are. Our BABU pimps have made it impossible to buy a car outisde Karnataka and then bring it inside, or to buy a car inside Karnataka and take it outside. I think the 'Fortress Karnatka' picture should be clear by now. It just gives you two options, either stay in Karnataka or get out. To make it even clear consider an AP guy who has moved in to work here in Bangalore. He has to pay life time tax for his new car and his wife's two wheeler.(That would be 30000Rs + 2000Rs) Does one feel Indian anymore? Not me... i dont. I am drained. Why not an integrated nationwide Road-Fund? Some would say that this would cause more corruption. However there is corruption everywhere. THis kind of central road fund would make the money less accessible to many people thereby preventing some corrupt officials who lay there hands on this money, So in my opinions such a centrlized Raod-Fund would be more robust to corruption. More than the issue of corruption here it would be the feeling that I am free to drive anywhere around India. This would be a great experiecnce. Moreover people would feel that they are Indian first and then a Kannadiga or Keralite or Andhrite.

Meaning of Dreams

2005-06-22T06:39:00.000-07:00

I rarely get dreams in the night. Most of the dreams are mild, however yesterday I got a 'thriller dream', maybe the rarerest of such kinds. The incident starts with a book reseller, who buys books from people and sells it, gets caught by the police in suspicion of selling illegal books. They raid his place and stuff, annexing a lot of illegal pornographic material. However one queer officers notices that there are a lot of books on murder and crime, including some which he himself wanted to read but could not get his hands on. They begin to question him and he tells that there was a young man who sold it to him a few months back. They got further suspicious and started questioning him deeper. He told them that there was a lot of other kind of things that the man read. Most of it was only murder, but he wanted to read about the lifestyle of doctors. One of the guys in the enquiry team suddenly remembers that there was a doctor who went missing a few months back, and that there was a missing persons case that was registered. They form a team and then start searching for the young man as well as the doctors body. The sketch of the young man is drawn by the artist. The police start searching for the man frantically.The man was suposed to be well read, tall and very dangerous. I listen some guys talking about it and one fellow showing the sketch to some other fellow. On the sketch was my face. I woke up with a jolt!!! It was 3:00 am and I was very thirsty. It was the queerest dreams I ever had.

Quote of the day

2005-06-20T08:22:00.000-07:00

Pen is mightier than the sword. Provided people know how to read.

Finally my blog has a new title

2005-06-19T20:08:00.000-07:00

So here it is. The new and improved Blog title!!!!

Let me elaborate on the meaning of the blog title.

When i was in a hostel 4 years ago, I used to shave with a Rs 10 Gillette Razor. I was always clean shaven at that time(everything changed after my 6th semester B.Tech... but thats a different story). Just like any other college student i was broke.. sometimes SO broke that i would not have money even to buy the Rs10 Razor. A Rs 10 razor cannot be used for more than a week at a stretch, but i developed the nack to use it for three months at a stretch... shaving everyday!!!!!

And then came one of the most important lessons of my life.

ECONOMICS RULES!!!!!!

and that is the subtitle of this blog

Close encounters of the economic kinds

hehehehe

beat this

2005-06-19T09:31:00.000-07:00

http://www.rediff.com/sports/2004/mar/23fauja.htm

Kama: Devadasi Escort

2005-06-19T06:52:00.000-07:00

Kama: Devadasi Escort Now this is what i call "A girl with a Job and an attitude"

NULL POINTER

2005-06-16T07:35:00.000-07:00

Hey i just came to know that there was a pretty famous Blog by the same name NULL POINTER. OOPS I did not come to notice it till yesterday :-(

BBC NEWS | World | Middle East | The village that took on Saddam

2005-06-16T05:26:00.000-07:00

BBC NEWS | World | Middle East | The village that took on Saddam BBC LICKS ASS!!!!!!!!!!!

Power supply disrupted in Mumbai ---> IS This NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-06-15T23:00:00.000-07:00

Power supply disrupted in Mumbai Are indians waking up to Energy Security. The right to get energy 24/7 provided you pay some amount. I hope such reports would increase the awarness on the Energy Securtiy. It shuold be made public!!!! And especially the impotent bangalore electricity board should be screwe left and right for being impotent.

GET THIS.. ITALIANS ARE CORRUPT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-06-15T07:39:00.000-07:00

First Look: Sonia meets Putin

Child sacrificed on tantrik's order

2005-06-15T07:37:00.000-07:00

Child sacrificed on tantrik's order If there was a God!!!!! If there was a God!!!! Only if there was a God!!!!

No entry fee likely for 3G --Hope for the Big Broad Band guys

2005-06-12T21:53:00.000-07:00

No entry fee likely for 3G Finally the Indian Govt. seems to have stopped looting the industry. Having worked on 3G and 4G technologies let me tell you that 3G technology is great. The 3GPP people are very streamlined and they have somehow managed to get some good democracy into their standard making process. the point here is that the consumer will still have to pay hard... and i dont know how successful it wil be unless the bandwidth providers think about the contents and news to be provided on moble broadband. As it is going to be somewhat costly, people will think 10 times before investing in some 3G technoplogy.

Hurray!!!!! My sis is on TV!!!!!!!!

2005-06-12T21:43:00.000-07:00

This is great news….

My sister is hosting a TV Show on Kairali Channel, one Kerala’s leading TV channels.

It’s a chit-chat show with callers from USA calling up to talk about Mallu Films and the songs that they like. A juke box kind of thing, which I hope clicks for her.

So sis, please expect me calling from LA, Calif. Soon.

My Pic by my Sis

2005-06-12T20:36:00.000-07:00

This is my photo.... trying a photo blog!!!!!

Spectrum lobbying irks Qualcomm

2005-06-11T04:46:00.000-07:00

Spectrum lobbying irks Qualcomm Ooops i may be violating some guidance given to the bloggers by a bharathiya blog mela guru. However this is tooooo 'funnyly technical' and thats why its beiong posted here. Well, Qualcomm is a 'fundoo' company and when they crib about something it ought to be serious. Well they would be aware of the species of humans called the Indian politician, who if they bribed will sell their own mothers!!!! What the helll would they care about spectrum and stuff. They would sell it to anyone who pays them and if Qualcomm doesn't then it doesn't deserve the thing it is demanding. Pay the bribe or don't even dream of being in this country

Kerala has missed the second bus too..........

2005-06-10T05:13:00.000-07:00

Kerala has missed the second bus too.......... This is a good post criticizing the government of Kerala. I used to do the same actually and infact during my B.Tech in Kerala i did it too much. The problem with Kerala is much deeper. People in Kerala believe that money comes from thin air. In addition to that they believe that all the big industrialist and landlords have a mint of their own. Unless and until the people shelve the bloody socialist attitude and work towards an Industry friendly liberal capitalist attitude; IT(or for that matter any industry) wont develop and bear fruits in Kerala. For me Kerala and Bihar lie in on the same side. The only thing that is keeping Kerala alive is the large amount of 'gulf money' that flows in.

Steps to reduce poverty in india

2005-06-10T02:38:00.000-07:00

I hope that our government opens its eyes to this suggestion. Provided the government has eyes.

http://www.rediff.com/money/2005/jun/10step.htm

Opportunities at Google.

2005-06-09T21:46:00.000-07:00

There seems to be innovative code development work at Google. I do not expect anything less than something like Gmail or the likes to be developed, and according to Google’s policy of not being evil it will be almost free to use. This is great news.

To check out what I just said click on the following summer innovation project offers from Google.

http://code.google.com/summerofcode.html

Now aint this great, if u see into it a little bit deeply you can understand the Google may be doing this for three purposes. Two of them maybe altruistic and one maybe of business. However all the purposes are justified and seem fair.

1) Funding the spirit of open source code development, by way of getting more youngsters involved.(This will be helpful to the industry later anyways)

2) Giving a chance to youngsters to work towards some sort of recognition to their worth and innovativeness.(This will be helpful to youngsters trying to get some good work and recognition)

3) Getting a chance to look at the youngster’s code and maybe use something of it into their own innovative open source project. (This is not stealing, it is sharing of intelligence, and is perfectly justified according to the GNU GPL).

This will be a great opportunity for a lot of young people to work on something serious.

Blogging about blogging

2005-06-08T01:33:00.000-07:00

I have been on blogger.com since July 2003. People who have been my juniors have written highly ‘successful’ blogs, and there have been highly successful open source softwares like Wordpress. However the blogs that I have written have been hardly updated. Well I found out some reasons for such an event.

I have a tendency to brag about myself and my view about the world, which is a great thing to me and holds a central meaning in my life. In a sense it is my own mirror and lens, through which I see myself, the world as it appears to me and where I sit in this world.

There are some rules about blogging, or instant publishing that I have come to learn and maybe it will be great if we have more softwares like the news aggregator and stuff to improve the blogger’s and the blog reader’s life.

Here is a list of things that have come to my mind.

1) I have seen that the urge to blog comes in some very odd times, especially right after some serious thinking and reading. There is a feeling to consolidate whatever you have learnt or experienced, and suddenly out comes a point of view or an opinion. This is the right time to blog. Don’t loose the opportunity. DO IT!!!!!

2) Always online: Bloggers have to be always online or atleast their opinions should be reflected later online.

3) Play the right tension. Blogging is like a guitar strings. Plays well while you write with the correct emphasis but not very well when it is too tensed up and complicated. I mean to say that there is sometimes little use in going deep into something in a blog. Go to enough depth that it appeals to people and later to yourself. If someone gets interested in going deep intos some topic do that in the comments section, or ask him to mail you and talk privately.

4) Get the right Mix: Any blog should have a mix of things to be put on it. It should not be monotonous harping on only one topic. This will push of the few readers that it has.

5) Sure shot way to popularize ur blog: Shout the name of it every time that u meet friends.

Here are the future factors that will make blogging explosive and addictive

1) Wifi connection that helps you go anywhere and browse. Once this covers the whole of the metropolis we would see ‘Reporter Bloggers’ Who go around the city part time and report stuff. This thing will later converge into a news and information blog site. Some of them will have a full time occupation in blogging news. This explosion I think is already happening. Consider this PROPHESY !!!!!. This can be on the social side.

2) A mobile high computation power networked device. The future of PDA and hand held. With camera, sound recorder attached and which can act as a streaming server. This equipment will be on the device side.

3) A ‘BLOGSTREAM’ which has live images from the camera and other input sensors from these traveling bloggers. This will be streamed live over the internet on the server side. Wouldn’t this be cool!!!!!!!!

Being an electrical engineer I would love to work on some of the streaming and communication technologies that would be controlling and shaping the technological future of mobile blogging. That would be extremely great.

'United India could never have worked'

2005-06-07T05:30:00.000-07:00

'United India could never have worked' The speech is something which i agree totally and cannot be parelleled. I have come to respect Advani a bit for stating such a thing and holding by his statements.

Indian Politics (read licking ass)

2005-06-05T23:25:00.000-07:00

I used to believe that congress is a communal party and so was BJP. But it seems that this guy is changing all the rules.

http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1133280.cms

I never imagined this guy would ever lick ass. But he did it. And I respect him for that and with this comment I say that there is no hope in the future for Indian politics. It simply has to be changed radically and completely

http://www.hindu.com/2005/06/06/stories/2005060606111201.htm

this is another masterpiece in licking ass… no one can beat him… especially with another lick ass guy around :- Ram Vilas Paswan J