There have been no interesting developments of late . My engg drawing coaching was a big flop , considering my student (Shrikant - house owner's son) didn't do well in his test . Well ... in the time we had , which was about 2 hours , I did a fairly decent job of explaining the problems his teacher had done in class and hoodwink the students into believing that they had understood . Hmm , I always told him to follow what the teacher says and ask until understood . I followed this in school but later after entering the state board in 11th and 12th , there is very little of understanding in the classroom or for that matter even in tuitions . The whole focus lies on getting the portions completed and giving notes which will help in cracking the theory paper . I remember that when in school or in puc, I never understood the reason of doing labs . It was a big pain in the neck , ...it was because I didn't understand the theory in the first place . The whole point of labs was to consolidate on theory and convince oneself of the "Truth" .
Now that school and college is over , I have a 3rd person's pov on the student and i find it hard to see how anyone could be inspired by the way the subjects are taught in colleges . First of all , Engg Graphics must be taught by someone who loves to do it . Understanding it doesn't mean that he or she can teach it . Getting the message across is the more difficult job at hand .
Now coming to think of it , the job of teaching small kids addition and mutilplication and all that must be a really difficult job . I was punished by a teacher in school because i couldn't do multiplication after taking a leave on the previous class . That was really ridiculous it seems now , but at that time it was terribly unfair . Anyway , some learn and some give up , I learnt .
The situation is not really different nowadays , there are situations from which you can learn and improve ...its all upto you to take it up and make use of it . The boss today made sure that I learnt something about the "addressbook "today . Pretty simple actually , when someone who has done it already explains it to you .
On the social side , I am getting into a groove . Not really bothered about going out and making friends and all that now . My project partners are pretty ok to pass the time with and the work day goes fine. The last three days though have been unproductive ... no irs from my side for the last 3 days .
Anyway the weekend is approaching and theres a lot to be done in the gym ,
adios
Friday, October 29, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
inspired by DAL, invoked by kudva
This was written in response to Kudva's request for a poem to DAL ... if a disc jockey is called dj and a radio jockey is called rj , is a poem jockey a pj? 11
I walked along the beach one day ,
a place called adyar, far far away
at the crack of dawn I had a thought
how things were when I had with a passion fought
the scene was the hardware lab
i initially thought the partners were drab
there they were going for the circuit with gusto
i knew that if i wanted to make a difference i too had to grab
a chance to show i was as smart as a crab !
at a point of time when the going was tough
i could not listen and said it rough
"i do what i want, i work alone "
would have been better to have been hit by a stone !
than have the skinny guy throw moral at me
but behind the harangue there stood a man
a man with a firm beliefs and build so wee
all i did was give a smile so wan
follow his path i did and was taken back in
He sat through and made me understand grim
And thus made me a fan of him
Often when I was in a sticky place
In my thoughts or in the exam craze
The mind would grow dull
Thats when the time would come to go to DAL
With the right guidance at the right time ,
a lot of fun with it the exams were passed
For all this work , there had to be a fitting pay
And so the time was spent in virtual play
The arena beckoned all in many ways
Some lived there to frag and be fragged
Others watched with support that often swayed
DAL came,saw,commented ... with him it was never adrag
The place of learning never missed
A day without the perpetual pen
In the hands of DAL ..it wrote like it kissed
The paper , to which was added zen
Innocently he did what he knew best
But there were evil minds at work in the shadows
Crowd behaviour often threw caution to the windows
All sources of a noise was directed to DAL
By the jealous people of the learning hall
A good spirit he took it in and the laughter rangclear and true
why sometimes I had no clue .
The legend of DAL still grows in a different place Iknow
Some lucky dame is watching for sure
For some surprises sure will come to be thrown
And for a day which is past
I wish again and hope for a paid repast
from the one only DAL ti guy !
- Karthik
I walked along the beach one day ,
a place called adyar, far far away
at the crack of dawn I had a thought
how things were when I had with a passion fought
the scene was the hardware lab
i initially thought the partners were drab
there they were going for the circuit with gusto
i knew that if i wanted to make a difference i too had to grab
a chance to show i was as smart as a crab !
at a point of time when the going was tough
i could not listen and said it rough
"i do what i want, i work alone "
would have been better to have been hit by a stone !
than have the skinny guy throw moral at me
but behind the harangue there stood a man
a man with a firm beliefs and build so wee
all i did was give a smile so wan
follow his path i did and was taken back in
He sat through and made me understand grim
And thus made me a fan of him
Often when I was in a sticky place
In my thoughts or in the exam craze
The mind would grow dull
Thats when the time would come to go to DAL
With the right guidance at the right time ,
a lot of fun with it the exams were passed
For all this work , there had to be a fitting pay
And so the time was spent in virtual play
The arena beckoned all in many ways
Some lived there to frag and be fragged
Others watched with support that often swayed
DAL came,saw,commented ... with him it was never adrag
The place of learning never missed
A day without the perpetual pen
In the hands of DAL ..it wrote like it kissed
The paper , to which was added zen
Innocently he did what he knew best
But there were evil minds at work in the shadows
Crowd behaviour often threw caution to the windows
All sources of a noise was directed to DAL
By the jealous people of the learning hall
A good spirit he took it in and the laughter rangclear and true
why sometimes I had no clue .
The legend of DAL still grows in a different place Iknow
Some lucky dame is watching for sure
For some surprises sure will come to be thrown
And for a day which is past
I wish again and hope for a paid repast
from the one only DAL ti guy !
- Karthik
Thursday, October 21, 2004
dan dee yeah !
The hype was big and the food was sweet ... now I know the reason why the Gujjus are fat !
Of course the babes are hot , but thats a totally different issue altogther . The office cafe was sparkling with lights and a stubborn crowd . A part of it refusing to stop dancing and the others refusing to start dancing ...the latter being more .Joined the fun and petered out my energy quickly .. wonder how I ll be later in life ! Any way the short burst of energy is always worth it , esp if you have your special one beside you at least for a moment .
And then theres the work , today was a good day for me , showing some independance to myself first and then to the boss ...was most satisfying . Earning ones worth is really worth it , watsay ?
The nine nights approach ... thats what all the fuss is all about . The religion is present without even if not within my head !
Come to think of it , a thought came to my mind suddenly ... I like to face things alone and doing it in a crowd makes me feel insecure and unproductive and for many others its the other way around . Hmmm, maybe I could turn it into an advantage but then I do agree that the other factor is as maybe even more important in a workplace . After all who would like to help a guy who never speaks unless required .
The home beckons again ..more so because now I have the licence to ride a bike with gears and can go to unexplored territory within the home city ...but not much time to do so :)
Heading back home to help the dude with engg drawing is the present task ... gbye
Of course the babes are hot , but thats a totally different issue altogther . The office cafe was sparkling with lights and a stubborn crowd . A part of it refusing to stop dancing and the others refusing to start dancing ...the latter being more .Joined the fun and petered out my energy quickly .. wonder how I ll be later in life ! Any way the short burst of energy is always worth it , esp if you have your special one beside you at least for a moment .
And then theres the work , today was a good day for me , showing some independance to myself first and then to the boss ...was most satisfying . Earning ones worth is really worth it , watsay ?
The nine nights approach ... thats what all the fuss is all about . The religion is present without even if not within my head !
Come to think of it , a thought came to my mind suddenly ... I like to face things alone and doing it in a crowd makes me feel insecure and unproductive and for many others its the other way around . Hmmm, maybe I could turn it into an advantage but then I do agree that the other factor is as maybe even more important in a workplace . After all who would like to help a guy who never speaks unless required .
The home beckons again ..more so because now I have the licence to ride a bike with gears and can go to unexplored territory within the home city ...but not much time to do so :)
Heading back home to help the dude with engg drawing is the present task ... gbye
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Listening .. a great quality
At times in the office , it gets so frustrating when you don't get feedback from the people around you ... whether you areof any help to them when u take your time out and help them or when your boss is happy with your work or not or just when your friends seem to be in silent mood .
The last is the main reason my mind works overtime creating imaginary plots and possible solutions for them and then fail them and again start over . It can get to be a very tiring process... the immediate and most feasible solution is to tell someone about it . Once thats done, some how the load just lifts . I discovered this thing very late in life :) but still just the same better late than never .
Also the average woman likes the communicating guy much better than the silent brooder . Having been both selectively for quite some time now , I have been through a mixture of responses . The knowledge of what is to be done and what not to be done doesnt necessarily mean that you can immediately go out and start doing it , right ? maybe you can , but for me its always been a slow process ... esp in matters which involve other people .
Today , in a familiar group discussion , just a hangout kind of people who know each other .. I did it again and was feeling left out ... generally you can't hang out with someone just sitting there doing nothing right ? Thats the reason I feel so stupid sometimes ... something like writer's block , or just plain cynicism donno . Anyway , I was brooding about it and decided to tell someone about it and the girl I had/have a crush on was the logical person . She listened or rather read and that was more than I wanted . I didnt need any solutions ..that comes around eventually , but that made my day :) ...although it was well into the night .
The quakers of college have revived to some extent , thanks some to yours truly and the "dot "
Great networking happening for me on the written frontier but the oral is lacking drastically .
Anyway , tomorrow is the dandiya dance in the cafeteria and that must be fun ... all the girls , some pretty are gonna be there . Still not decided whether to dance or not . Will see ...
Boozing for it is not an option , so ... it has to be conscious and for that i need to sleep now . Good night , dreamless sleep
The last is the main reason my mind works overtime creating imaginary plots and possible solutions for them and then fail them and again start over . It can get to be a very tiring process... the immediate and most feasible solution is to tell someone about it . Once thats done, some how the load just lifts . I discovered this thing very late in life :) but still just the same better late than never .
Also the average woman likes the communicating guy much better than the silent brooder . Having been both selectively for quite some time now , I have been through a mixture of responses . The knowledge of what is to be done and what not to be done doesnt necessarily mean that you can immediately go out and start doing it , right ? maybe you can , but for me its always been a slow process ... esp in matters which involve other people .
Today , in a familiar group discussion , just a hangout kind of people who know each other .. I did it again and was feeling left out ... generally you can't hang out with someone just sitting there doing nothing right ? Thats the reason I feel so stupid sometimes ... something like writer's block , or just plain cynicism donno . Anyway , I was brooding about it and decided to tell someone about it and the girl I had/have a crush on was the logical person . She listened or rather read and that was more than I wanted . I didnt need any solutions ..that comes around eventually , but that made my day :) ...although it was well into the night .
The quakers of college have revived to some extent , thanks some to yours truly and the "dot "
Great networking happening for me on the written frontier but the oral is lacking drastically .
Anyway , tomorrow is the dandiya dance in the cafeteria and that must be fun ... all the girls , some pretty are gonna be there . Still not decided whether to dance or not . Will see ...
Boozing for it is not an option , so ... it has to be conscious and for that i need to sleep now . Good night , dreamless sleep
Monday, October 18, 2004
Waning and new interests
The day I lost to "sir" in quake , not once , but several times is still fresh in my mind . The humiliation of defeat is not one of the things I am used to taking .But when its rubbed in again and again its getting to me . If I win a match against him , I will literally .... this brings back memories of IR Rao and his first year "fiasco" ... not really a fiasco but ...
The time of the year was august 2000 I think ..and at that time , I had just entered one of the best colleges ( engg) in India . I was living amongst the smartest people in the country ... popular belief says that iits rate top and then come recs in the second rung ... I don't know about that , my pals in coll were simply amazing . I too was one among them at some point of time . It was a mental block which its all about . Education ... as it is suppposed to be was something and is something of a dream . That dream can only be lived by you , if are ready to take the effort to convert that vision into reality . That was what IRR wanted to show us in that short time we spent with him in first semester.
Honest thoughts from the heart and each hour spent with him was a glorious experience ...learning the true " meaning " of meaning itself . I for one didnt know that a ten ruppee note was not actually 10 Rs , but a representation of ten ruppees . A ruppee is a value which is represented by a coin with ruppee written on it ... its not a ruppee itself !
Well, its twisted ... I know but when told the way we were told by Mr.Rao , things can't be forgotten . Sushya has the distinction of having said to the gr8 man " Your paper was easy "
about his unsolvable sessional papers (mid terms in iim terms) and that at that time was the greatest thing I had seen in my life . And so life went on peacefully , until one day the girls complained to him about the lewd stuff some of the perverted guys had written . Proceeding from there on ... we received a great deal of gyaan told in the IRR style . Perversion was redefined by the man , until it was so firmly established in my mind that its hard coded in my brain I think .
The remedial measures we were to take to restore the class's respect in our own eyes was to scrape off the filth from the tables and chairs and revarnish the furniture ! It seemed ridiculous to accede to such a request especially if u were n't guilty .But I was a little guilty ..of drawing a batman figure on a table . And so I joined the ranks of the guilty ( inspired was I by the man ) and did my part in cleaning the tables and chairs . And after that the amount of trust shown by the man in our actions made each of us proud . Still can't forget the feeling at that point in space and time . I seriously doubt I will meet anyone like that again ... or hope to become like him 11
The life as a software engineer goes on ... the feeling of novelty is wearing off slowly ... but the feeling of familiarity with the colleagues is welcome . The partners I never used to speak with are reducing in number . But there is still one girl ... donno what to do about it , so I ll leave it at at that ... professionalism is enough right ? at the workplace , can you be friends with all , is it necessary ? any comments are welcome .
I recently found a treasurehouse of stories on my office intranet ... gr8 asimov and many others present !! Spent the major portion of the day following a story ..." the bicentennial man " ..learnt that the movie is not all that loyal to the story . There were a lot of additions to the original story to make it more watchable . In the end I ll say the movie is a really great adaptation and modification ... the unanswered call of "andrew", the robot who turns human after 2 centuries ... is answered in the movie version, makes the viewer happy and I too really liked it .Typically in novels such ends are left incomplete and are meant to leave the readers think about ... no moral conclusion is offered ... rather thought if provoked ... thats why I love sci fi . gr8 read , worth the time spent .
thats it for the day ... this makes my load of words a lot lighter :)
The time of the year was august 2000 I think ..and at that time , I had just entered one of the best colleges ( engg) in India . I was living amongst the smartest people in the country ... popular belief says that iits rate top and then come recs in the second rung ... I don't know about that , my pals in coll were simply amazing . I too was one among them at some point of time . It was a mental block which its all about . Education ... as it is suppposed to be was something and is something of a dream . That dream can only be lived by you , if are ready to take the effort to convert that vision into reality . That was what IRR wanted to show us in that short time we spent with him in first semester.
Honest thoughts from the heart and each hour spent with him was a glorious experience ...learning the true " meaning " of meaning itself . I for one didnt know that a ten ruppee note was not actually 10 Rs , but a representation of ten ruppees . A ruppee is a value which is represented by a coin with ruppee written on it ... its not a ruppee itself !
Well, its twisted ... I know but when told the way we were told by Mr.Rao , things can't be forgotten . Sushya has the distinction of having said to the gr8 man " Your paper was easy "
about his unsolvable sessional papers (mid terms in iim terms) and that at that time was the greatest thing I had seen in my life . And so life went on peacefully , until one day the girls complained to him about the lewd stuff some of the perverted guys had written . Proceeding from there on ... we received a great deal of gyaan told in the IRR style . Perversion was redefined by the man , until it was so firmly established in my mind that its hard coded in my brain I think .
The remedial measures we were to take to restore the class's respect in our own eyes was to scrape off the filth from the tables and chairs and revarnish the furniture ! It seemed ridiculous to accede to such a request especially if u were n't guilty .But I was a little guilty ..of drawing a batman figure on a table . And so I joined the ranks of the guilty ( inspired was I by the man ) and did my part in cleaning the tables and chairs . And after that the amount of trust shown by the man in our actions made each of us proud . Still can't forget the feeling at that point in space and time . I seriously doubt I will meet anyone like that again ... or hope to become like him 11
The life as a software engineer goes on ... the feeling of novelty is wearing off slowly ... but the feeling of familiarity with the colleagues is welcome . The partners I never used to speak with are reducing in number . But there is still one girl ... donno what to do about it , so I ll leave it at at that ... professionalism is enough right ? at the workplace , can you be friends with all , is it necessary ? any comments are welcome .
I recently found a treasurehouse of stories on my office intranet ... gr8 asimov and many others present !! Spent the major portion of the day following a story ..." the bicentennial man " ..learnt that the movie is not all that loyal to the story . There were a lot of additions to the original story to make it more watchable . In the end I ll say the movie is a really great adaptation and modification ... the unanswered call of "andrew", the robot who turns human after 2 centuries ... is answered in the movie version, makes the viewer happy and I too really liked it .Typically in novels such ends are left incomplete and are meant to leave the readers think about ... no moral conclusion is offered ... rather thought if provoked ... thats why I love sci fi . gr8 read , worth the time spent .
thats it for the day ... this makes my load of words a lot lighter :)
Thursday, October 14, 2004
return of the "jeddi"
I am "Back with a bang" , (remembering the first T shirt the bangys designed in the first year in college ) ... the college memories were recently stirred by the convocation ceremony held last weekend . Expectations were high on my part . I was hoping the whole quakers community of the batch of 2k4 would be there to celebrate the "final orgy " , but disappointment awaited me .
I made a big mistake of not spending time with the people there and sitting in front of the dumb ole pcs watching quake demos and playing ctf ...
Nothing remarkable happened in those two days ... the hype for the convocation was big ...real big , especially the enc crowd was there to make it all happen ... The best outgoing student , the D's , the kandu fundus , the trimurthys , the manis and everyone else came from the four corners of the country ... the closest corner being bangalore
Meeting the teachers wasn't a plan in my schedule , but I did try to speak to mom ... but ditched it when i found she wasn't really interested .
On the high side , saw some great quake demos and vids , defrag rocks ...!!!! great people those guys are who can fly around with rocket jumps and climb walls with plasma guns . And then the final between czm and zero4 was ammmazing !!
The way z4 gets raped by this kiddish looking guy ..czm , the arena was ztn and the quality of gaming was just amazing ..I used to think that unkind was the god in this particular arena ...but czm is ulti ulti .
The office life is going on .... development work is happening ... finally . Got a feel of the future today in a teleconference and later a code merge. Very cool watching this happen ...
will continue tomorrow with more exciting stuff (11)
ciao
I made a big mistake of not spending time with the people there and sitting in front of the dumb ole pcs watching quake demos and playing ctf ...
Nothing remarkable happened in those two days ... the hype for the convocation was big ...real big , especially the enc crowd was there to make it all happen ... The best outgoing student , the D's , the kandu fundus , the trimurthys , the manis and everyone else came from the four corners of the country ... the closest corner being bangalore
Meeting the teachers wasn't a plan in my schedule , but I did try to speak to mom ... but ditched it when i found she wasn't really interested .
On the high side , saw some great quake demos and vids , defrag rocks ...!!!! great people those guys are who can fly around with rocket jumps and climb walls with plasma guns . And then the final between czm and zero4 was ammmazing !!
The way z4 gets raped by this kiddish looking guy ..czm , the arena was ztn and the quality of gaming was just amazing ..I used to think that unkind was the god in this particular arena ...but czm is ulti ulti .
The office life is going on .... development work is happening ... finally . Got a feel of the future today in a teleconference and later a code merge. Very cool watching this happen ...
will continue tomorrow with more exciting stuff (11)
ciao
Sunday, October 03, 2004
monday morns
A weekend at home has a good effect of relaxing the nerves ... makes the world seem much les dependant on the stuff that goes on in office . The newly earned status of a working man is also very nice ... dad is not as stubborn as he used to be earlier and well , I don't have to ask him for money each time for anything i need ... not that he ever refused , but there is no guilty feeling now :)
Anyway you are now reading the blog of a valid licence holder for 2 and 4 wheelers , whats the bige deal u may ask ... it is , becoz a car was always something like a space ship for me , some kind of a divine vehicle which ony the rich had and only the great drove ... but now I am doing it ! so its even better . About the bike , well I love riding the bike , because being on it , man and machine is the best feeling sometimes ... signifies a passion and a drive and a will to break barriers .
Convocation is approaching soon , and well looking at the nitk homepage , it seems pretty clear I won't be able to collect my degree certificate in person , although I will be available there ... pretty lousy , but I deserve it I know . The ceremony may not be great but having that photo sitting (standing) among the smartest people in the country would have been a great thing .
There might be a sloution, got to go there and check it out I guess .
The plans for the quake games are on though . The juniors will be instrumental in this thing , if they don't theres no point in going at all .
The week begins again ... and this time , I am before time for work ! !! , hope the lack of sleep in the train doesn't get me this time too ... otherwise looking forward to the weekend , incidentally I had a lot of ideas about starting some kind of enthu over here to make people start writing actual mails and not just forward things as they do indiscriminately . Will go about it and then report ; )
Getting back to work ......
Anyway you are now reading the blog of a valid licence holder for 2 and 4 wheelers , whats the bige deal u may ask ... it is , becoz a car was always something like a space ship for me , some kind of a divine vehicle which ony the rich had and only the great drove ... but now I am doing it ! so its even better . About the bike , well I love riding the bike , because being on it , man and machine is the best feeling sometimes ... signifies a passion and a drive and a will to break barriers .
Convocation is approaching soon , and well looking at the nitk homepage , it seems pretty clear I won't be able to collect my degree certificate in person , although I will be available there ... pretty lousy , but I deserve it I know . The ceremony may not be great but having that photo sitting (standing) among the smartest people in the country would have been a great thing .
There might be a sloution, got to go there and check it out I guess .
The plans for the quake games are on though . The juniors will be instrumental in this thing , if they don't theres no point in going at all .
The week begins again ... and this time , I am before time for work ! !! , hope the lack of sleep in the train doesn't get me this time too ... otherwise looking forward to the weekend , incidentally I had a lot of ideas about starting some kind of enthu over here to make people start writing actual mails and not just forward things as they do indiscriminately . Will go about it and then report ; )
Getting back to work ......
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