In a surprisingly easy decision, I have decided to quit blogging...

:)

Suddenlee, suddenlee has changed

Time for a change in perspective. Am phasing out the melancholic, morbid and personal me in favour of the atheistic rational individual and how he looks at the world around him.

You can look forward to a dispassionate distant look at everyday life, and hence the ensuing inevitable humour(people ARE funny, especially when they try to be serious), and most importantly, lesser angst.

In a symbolic act, I have decided not to fix my broken glasses, ensuring a new outlook, and making life a trifle more insecure for everyday man, in all walks on life, especially if s/he walks on roads that I frequently ride on.

My mom told me that she knew a numerologist, who predicts your future with your DOB. He was a mazdoor working in her office. This is what he told about me.

1. That I would study a lot.

2. Would earn a lot, but won't give anything to my parents. Sometime back, I would have taken offence. But I've come to realise that this is true

3. That I would be the single biggest headache of my mom's life. Wondering how could that be.

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Will be moving to a separate house in June. Planning to get a fridge and washing machine for sure. Am still debating if i should buy a TV or an emac.

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I have only two source of information.

1. Times of India
2. http://news.google.com

Gosh, I see the world through an automated bot and an editor who tones down the contents to the level of a bourgoise moron who'd rather read a featured full page article on the 10 best ways to scratch your armpit without losing the perfume, and how that increases your sex appeal, and what the people in metros have to say about this, and a poll on "Do you prefer Amisha's latest hair style".

DO I NEED A TELEVISION?

Reasonably scary

The saffron brigade is back in action. Now, they claim taj mahal as their own.

I seem to remember this as an april 1 prank. but some people take it seriously enough.

Things are getting funnier by the minute. (All this happened yesterday)
1. Sunnis board claims a part of the revenue collected as entrance fee, claiming that Shah Jahan was a sunni.

2. Shias say that the architect was a persian shia, and so, Shah Jahan could not have been a Sunni, and of course, they claim a part of the money.

3. RSS jumps in, debunks both theories, says muslims are evil, gives the usual tirade, says that it was actually Tejos Mahalaya, and saffrinoses taj mahal.

4. I wonder if india would turn into a fascist society. A majority of the people i know are definitely againt people of a particular religion.

Hail the arraival of an ex-nazi pope.

My cubicle no longer feels like mine: No dinosaur pin-ups, the desktop image is not a velociraptor disemboweling a hapless protoceratops.

Have come to realise that dinosaurs are the pointless fads of an idle mind.

Reasonably hilarious

Read this.

Being a geek, surviving on coffee, coke and apples, browsing /. isn't so romantic anymore.

Friday night, enigma pub, here I come. Am going to booze like there is no tomorrow, watch porn like a sex-starved school kid, and prowl MG Road like a cool dude. Probably get my navel pierced, and ya, watch a few hindi movies.

Another day that has lost its significance : The tamil new year day.

Wikipedia has a featured article on Tamil language. Very impressive page. Whats heartening is the unbiased(or so i think) view of Tamil language. No overhyping history and no linguistic jingiosm.

My phone connection has been cut - outstanding dues.

Death to capitalists.

Am thinking of starting a pseudo-marxist-maoist-castroist-surjeetist revolution in india, because of this incident. They have to understand that I live in abject poverty. NRIs can contribute generously to the cause. When the revolution succeeds, those that did contribute would be awarded medals of valour, and other would be branded as traitors, hunted down and killed.

I have nothing to say, nothing at all.

Took an interview today, but strangely, I don't have anything to say about it. I can feel the void when I no longer have anything to look forward to in the evening, after a hard day's work. I have nothing to say about that. I have to get used to it. Nothing again, but for the fact that I shall prevail.

1. Is there any difference between "arbit randomness" and "random arbitness"?

2. I don't understand the concept of intelligence. We build skyscrapers, explore quarks, unearth dinosaurs and send space-ships to titan in search of life. But seriously, whats the point?

3. People don't understand the concept of entropy, and it bugs me that they don't.

4. I know that I have to let go in the near future, and that my tenacious hold is pointless. But it is good as long as it lasts. Why spoil it?(Point 2 falls in this context)

P.S: Point 2 may now be discounted :)

My IQ chart over the years.

This week has been the most hectic week of my entire life. More hectic
than the week in which I managed to meet three deadlines in office,
while studying for semester examinations during my trip to madras in
peak festive season when no tickets were available.

It is in times like these that one begins to deny all facts, and take
pride in it. Today is no different.

Faced with the onerous task of adapting to a new platform and learning
two languages and three tools while attending classes throughout the
day, and managing to squeeze in time for gym, that I realised the
simplicity of it all. Deny everything, and indulge yourself.

After several unsuccessful attempts at other things, I decided to draw my IQ chart
over the years, and here it is.

Click to enlarge

My IQ Chart

STPI has some arbit restrictions on keeping the balconies in the office open. As a result, the only balconies that are open are those that provide the ugliest look or those that open up to the hot a/c exhaust of another building.

I found this when I wanted to eat my apple in peace. Searched for open balconies. The ones facing MG Road were closed. From the one that I managed to find, I was greeted with a blast of very warm air and the view of a person jacking off in the bathroom in the opposite building.

An apple a day keeps your good mood away.

My life and the Schrodinger's cat

A cat is placed in a sealed box. Attached to the box is an apparatus containing a radioactive nucleus and a canister of poison gas. The experiment is set up so that there is a 50% chance of the nucleus decaying in one hour. If the nucleus decays, it will emit a particle that triggers the apparatus, which opens the canister and kills the cat. (According to quantum mechanics, the unobserved nucleus is described as a superposition (mixture) of "decayed nucleus" and "undecayed nucleus".) However, when the box is opened the experimenter sees only a "decayed nucleus/dead cat" or a "undecayed nucleus/living cat."

The question is: when does the system stop existing as a mixture of states and become one or the other? The purpose of the experiment is to illustrate that quantum mechanics is incomplete without some rules to describe when the wavefunction collapses and the cat becomes dead or remains alive instead of a mixture of both.

In short, it is in a state that is both alive and dead, until the box is opened.

My condition is stranger. I have opened the box, and yet, the wavefunction refuses to collapse. The cat roams free, and I don't know if it is alive or dead :(

The purpose of this post is to illustrate that my life is stranger than quantum mechanics.

My roomies maintain "Sri Ramajayam" note books. He probably writes when I am not around, cos the note is half-full and I have never seen him writing.

Went to the training room "on the dot". Only two people in the room - me and the sql guru(he is an american). He passed some scathing remark on the proverbial indian punctuality, and on people being fashionably late.

Someone walks in five minutes late, and says 'Its time to start'.

For the first time, I wonder if, in one aspect, I have changed for the better or for the worse.

Reason says for the better, experience says for the worse, and I say that I really don't know.

Rewind:

The day: Sometime in 2003.
The place: IIITB, ITPL.

The world just saw its worst software architecture project demo.

Name of the project: swayamvara.com
Sample db row count: 3 entries. 2 female and 1 male.
No. of tables: 1
No. of columns in this table: 56
Points for design: -45 on 3E45

Fast-Forward:
The day: 05 Apr 2005
The place: An arbit discussion room in office

Training session on advanced schema design. Session being handled by an SQL grand guru. A chuckle can be heard from one corner of the table that soon turns into an ugly braying(read loud laugh).

The person wasn't able to stand the irony.

Kindly try http://yagoohoogle.com/

It is a gid

"Quest for truth" is the attempt of a feeble human mind to desperately signify its presence, when there isn't any.

--Ishwar

More on this later

1. Heard of my first marriage proposal. The girl is in Bangalore Wipro, and my mom was given the girl's HOROSCOPE, goddammit. "Walking with dinosaurs" on Pogo was more appealing. It had a feature on Tyrannosaurus Rex. For god's sake, HOROSCOPE. Why do they even live?

2. Am now a nubile eligible bachelor. Sounds sickening.

3. Had a long conversation with dad. He was of the opinion that he doesn't mind who I get married to, but that I should not go around before marriage. I told him not to dictate my personal life and to mind his own business. I also told him that this is 2005, but I doubt if it registered. My mom knows better than to advice me.

4. 24 is a strange age.

I don't claim to understand the rationale behind this, but I think I
deserve to know why!

We got along so well that it almost seems criminal to have let it go
at the corner. Its bad enough losing a good friend. Don't make it
worse by withholding the reason. Its only fair that I know. I only
hope that it isn't due to someone's misplaced sense of insecurity.