What if..

I was in my bachelors first year.. first year classes just started! Like every body else in my hostel I was attending c programing classes..  on a typical day.. instructor was telling something..  I finished it before hand.. and waiting on others. Meanwhile my fingers (in air) are moving inthe  pattern which you type.. 

#include "stdio.h"

roll 7 years.. over.. 

Still the same.. me sitting before a comp. passionate about a much simple logical world.. now for a change.. what if.. 

suddenly something happened with me... I was absent to the office for a month around.. Something terrible happened and never realised the intensity until I sat before this same comp again.. I could not type those letters which introduced me to a fascinating world.. I don't have my fingers!!!

This sort of thing is terrible to even imagine. There are hell a lot of people in these bomb blasts in buses. public places and otheres lost their future, passion and lives. 

ps: I was watching the movie "Mumbai Meri Jaan" some days back. 

Living passionate..

hey krish,

just now I happened to watch a documentary video on Fermat's last theorem and how is has been proved by Andrew Wiles. That was pretty amazing. When are we going to produce something like that? When are we going to get such a joy, which can't be measured by ordinary human life, by any scale?

--

"Friend"


ps:A mail in my Inbox. There is something amazing about living passionate!

Alibagh..

ps: at Nagaon beach, side effects of carrying a camera.. ;)

All smiles..

ps: I was trying to publish this photo with annotations but could not.. :( Anyways.. you can click on the photo to see annotations. 

A Personal Memory

ps: on my graduation day at iisc: me with Prof. Vijay H. Arakeri, Dean, Faculty of Engineering, IISc

Kaun dharega hamare dhamkee se...

Somebody should have to give these terrorists a hit.. Those will never care even if India strikes... and anyway.. I haven't known India striking in our entire history. May be we know of defending our territory.. but never went for any others'.. 

For get about Mahatma Gandhi.. starting from Gautama Buddha.. who taught peace.. 

Alexander came we defended our territory.. but never went into his.. 

Mohammad Ghori came... 

Gajani Mahmud.. (by the way we take movies on these glorious people..)

Babar.. 

The french.. 

The Portuguese..

Britishers.. every body.. robbed us and finally.. we got so called freedom.. 

And now.. we stand at LOC can't even keep our boarder. ..  and we talk about philosophy.. 

Long live India.. 

ps: Words of Kunal Kulkarni.. while I was reading about Israeli strike of Gaza strip. 

Fun Fan

Do you find anything wrong with this fan??



ps: This has been originally pictured by Kuku (Kunal Kulakarni, my colleague)

Tools..

Innocently looking terminal with tera-flops of processing power available at your 'Enter' key..

A bank card which can buy things which you will think twice even to have a thought of buying...

A hand-held device capable of doing things with communication.. which you might think as miracles.. otherwise..

Not so uncommon personality with superiority in execution..

Tools.. that makes you efficient...