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Talks about the recession have spread all over the world. The media is going frenzy every single day over the same issue. Everyday I read news about another country going into recession. The US and the UK seem to be the worst hit. And of course as always the effects are being felt here in India too. People who’re employed also seem to be cutting down on spending, while the govts in the developed countries are encouraging people to spend more amid job cuts. In fact, recently when I was going to buy a new MacBook, I called up one my best friends who’d returned from the US to inquire about the price of the notebook. However, I was astonished by his reaction to the fact that I was buying a new MacBook when there are people who don’t have enough to eat. He was just back from California which probably has been one of the worst hit by the recession with photos of closed down shops printed on every news paper. India probably is the only country where the effect of the recession has not been so severe. Yes I know about these IT companies firing employees showing absurd reasons. Some other industries too are busy shedding some “Fat”. In fact, I being employed in this so called Indian Information Technology industry, can feel the wave of nervousness around the office corridors, while the companies are still making tons of profit and also declaring them quite proudly in their quarterly reports. Sometimes I just wonder about things happening around me and force myself to the conclusion that probably my brain is not yet properly equipped to understand all the dynamics of this complex world. May be I don’t want to. I still have fond memories of the Birmingham beer festival last year, when I was sipping ale lazily. In fact, as I write this blog I’m wearing the CAMRA t shirt I bought, perched lazily on my cozy office chair on a Friday afternoon. I guess its doing the job of providing me with inspiration, to follow my dream and open a bar of my own, where I can serve beer to people over rock music and may be, crack a joke or two..
I’m floored!! Its amazing.. Had never browsed the Net before using a hand held device over Wi-Fi. Came back form office few hours ago and thought of browsing the Net using our recently configured Wi-Fi access point. My shitty Compaq laptop gave up. It wouldn’t detect the network itself my roomie’s was browsing quite happily using his HP. Thats when I found the his iPod Touch lying on the bed. It instantly caught my eye. Wi-Fi on an iPod. Yippie.. There were no hiccups at all. It detected all the available Wi-Fi networks around and quite comfortably connected me to the Internet. Browsing is a piece of cake with this device. Although writing emails or posts could be a difficult task due to the touch interface. However I could browse almost any site using it. Including WordPress. I could read and write posts too. In fact I wrote one post, but something got screwed up while posting it. Anyway the Compaq is working fine after a few configuration change so writing the post using it. I wish I had posted this using the Touch. The screen has a brilliant display. Watching Youtube and following the Maps were a real pleasure to the eye. I can’t help it anymore. I’m ordering one for myself before I get a Macbook.
We have a varying number of laptops in our room at a given point of time.. Number of friends come in, go out.. We have a DSL connection from Indicom, pretty bad service but quite habituated with it now.. Anyway I’ve been thinkin about sharing the connection over Wi-Fi for quite long time. My tryst with Wi-Fi started 8 months back when two IITian dudes came to live with us. They had 2 laptops with Wi-Fi. I was able to set up a network and they could connect to it. I could even share and transfer files over wireless with one of them. However I never was able to share the internet connection using XP(I wish I had a mac). Today my rommie’s girl friend came in with her Vista based HP notebook and connected it to the Indicom cable. Thats when I thought of giving it a final try. I took her laptop and set up a network connection and shared the Internet connection over wireless. Of course I did use an authentication method (WEP), cuz today in the morning itself I was browsing the net over a wireless connection that was unprotected. Probably one those bunch guys living in the ground floor had kept his Wi-Fi on and was using an Internet connection. Poor guy probably has no idea what it is and how vulnerable his laptop is!! Anyway the Vista based set up worked like breeze and I’m actually writing this post using the Internet connection that’s been shared by another laptop somewhere around 6 meters from my laptop and is in another room!!! That gives me a lot of satisfaction.. Finally I went wireless on my laptop(legally) cuz anyway I’ve browsing the net on my E62 phone..
I just woke up. Had a shower. Didn’t have lunch. Last day of night shift today. Slept like a baby in the daytime, inspite of dreams about ghosts and other things which don’t scare me.
Its nearing mid of Feb. Haven’t started traveling yet, except for a trip to home town last month. Mama says “stop traveling too much”. She is scared that I might die in a road accident someday. She has no idea how many people die on their way to office.
Too busy with work, leaving me with little time for the ‘I’ in me. Trying to read some books. Only good ones. Life is too short to waste on bad things which includes dumb girls. Bad books makes you feel like a shithead and dumb girls are always a nightmare. people in office want me to join them on a team outing. Some sort stupid weekend trip. I see their faces 5 days a week. They are not ready to spare me 1 day of happiness. I say “Good job guys”.
I feel like living isolated sometimes. Cutoff from the hustle of the working world; only connected to it virtually. Lost in the oblivion, listening to Pink Floyd. Expecting some sort of Domino effect afterwards.
I’m a software professiona, but not much into technology these days. I used to bang my head over trivial things like “How Linux is better” and shit like that. I’m over it now. Just trying ro use my lappy as given to me. Feeling the web around me. Have no intention to write any ground breaking algorithm. Just a feeling of detachment.
Life feels beautiful sometimes. So does death. But hopeful that it would be long before I face the second one. Hahahaaa…. Life looks beautiful except for petty things like office, rising blood pressure, HDL, LDL, traffic and shit like that. I see the setting sun in the horizon; with a bunch of Grey marooned clouds. Birds flying away forming a V in the distant sky. Sometimes a question pops up inside the circuits of my little brain. How far is illusion from reality? Should put this question to a NASA scientist. Is green grass laced with droplets from fog an illusion and tar on the roads a reality? How about Einstein this time?
Definition : Everything that has been accomplished, no matter by whom, irrespective of nationality, skin color or religion bias, is actually a result of the person in question being on high; and the rest of the world is good for nothing.
The ‘High’ that I’m talking about here is not limited to but includes smoking marijuana, getting drunk and stuff like that. High as the word suggests is a higher state of being. People have experienced this high factor by falling in love with a boy, girl or may both; whatever. Music can get you high. City girls these days are on diet high. Painting gives some people high. And of course Yoga, meditation, computer game medical conditions like Insomnia are all actually a way of achieving high. I remember one my previous tech leads, who is currently leading version 3.0 of his life, mentioning somewhere about getting high on near death experience. Not too sure about that. I’ve no idea how this theory came into my mind while sitting on the commode.
Believe me, even the “Theory of relativity” and all the “Newtonian Theories” are based on this “High Theory”. Yeah. These people used to get high on PHYSICS. Quite possibly. The US attacked Iraq because it was on a war high. Saddam got caught because he couldn’t achieve high anymore. Bin Laden is still on high. Steve Buckner didn’t take wrong decisions deliberately. He did it because he is high on anti-Indian sentiments. The news channels aren’t producing bullshit because they are news channels. They are doing it because they are on news high. So everything, good shit, bad shit, best of the shitpile are all on high. I hope you got an idea. Jay HIGH.
Nov 16, Friday night; took a bus from BLR to Hyderabad. Nov 17 and Nov 18, visited Salarjung museum and Snow world. Eat street revisited. Back to BLR on 19th. Completed my 10,000 KMs of travel inside India. Feels like I’ve achieved something. But again anyone with enough time and a little bit of money can do it. So actually feeling like a stupid asshole. But was never was disappointed with any of these journeys. Learnt a lot from them.
Deleted my Orkut account with 76 photos and more than 1K scraps and 137 friends, on the day of Christmas. No idea why. Probably it was just a new way to start the new year. Had a beer bath at 12.00 AM on 1st Jan, 2008. But new year is not looking new anymore.
So this post is just to congratulate myself for completing my 10,000 KMs inside India and deleting my Orkut profile!!
Hey there. I’ve no idea, where I stumbled upon this website. You can calculate the worth of your blog. It says my blog is worth some $1600.. Thats gr8 man. I feel like selling this piece of shit and buying a Mac!!! Anyone interested to buy this blogggg…..
My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?
I even check for the accuracy of the above site using Amrit’s (My frnd) blog and I got somewhere around more that $10 K. Just looking for a buyer.. LOL…
A lot of people in this world use the term “Hacking” to refer to some kind of crime involving computers. Which is absolutely BULLSHIT. Hacking is not actually a crime. A person needs to have very high degree of programming expertise to be called as a hacker. All cyber crimes are actually committed by “Crackers” and “Script kiddies”. They are not real hackers. They just download information and softwares from the internet posted by real hackers to cause mischief. The real hacker hungers for knowledge. They analyze operating systems, softwares to find out vulnerabilities in them. They don’t do it for money. The following is a text written by famous hacker guru “The Mentor” on January 8, 1986. Have look..
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Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager
Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”…
Damn kids. They’re all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950’s techobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world…
Mine is a world that begins with school… I’m smarter than most of
the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me…
Damn underachiever. They’re all alike.
I’m in junior high or high school. I’ve listened to teachers explain
for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. “No, Ms.
Smith, I didn’t show my work. I did it in my head…”
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They’re all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is
cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it’s because I
screwed it up. Not because it doesn’t like me…
Or feels threatened by me…
Or thinks I’m a smart ass…
Or doesn’t like teaching and shouldn’t be here…
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They’re all alike.
And then it happened… a door opened to a world… rushing through
the phone line like heroin through an addict’s veins, an electronic pulse is
sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought… a board is
found.
“This is it… this is where I belong…”
I know everyone here… even if I’ve never met them, never talked to
them, may never hear from them again… I know you all…
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They’re all alike…
You bet your ass we’re all alike… we’ve been spoon-fed baby food at
school when we hungered for steak… the bits of meat that you did let slip
through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We’ve been dominated by sadists, or
ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us will-
ing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now… the world of the electron and the switch, the
beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying
for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn’t run by profiteering gluttons, and
you call us criminals. We explore… and you call us criminals. We seek
after knowledge… and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color,
without nationality, without religious bias… and you call us criminals.
You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us
and try to make us believe it’s for our own good, yet we’re the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is
that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like.
My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me
for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual,
but you can’t stop us all… after all, we’re all alike.
+++The Mentor+++
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Hi friends, this Hiter fan is back again. I have finished my training and now I am ready for some damn assignments. But I have never thought of life much. Never done much introspection. I live life as it comes to me. I have seen the ups and downs of it, at least a little bit of it. I dont know what is there for me in the years to come. But since last few days I am analysing more than I have ever done before. I dont know if its out of frustration or something else. Probably after reading this poem u will start thinking.
“In the confines of cubicles by artificial light
Sipping coffee from the machines day and night
Speaking on the phones, in meetings we sit
Staring the monitor, the keyboard we hit
Far away from loved ones whom for days we do not meet
Remembering them, working on our seat
This is life for us, working away from home & loved ones in places afar
What a life, software proffessionals we are…..”
Let me tell u that I am a very simple guy from a small city called Bhubaneswar, in India. I finished my engineering three months back. I came to Bangalore around two months back to join an Indian IT behemoth, which I don’t want to name. Before I came to bangalore I thought it would be a dazzling city with roads with nice people. But probably I was very wrong. I am not comparing my home city with Bangalore. But I think it is much cleaner and better place to live in. To me Bangalore is actually a fucking dirty city with chaotic traffic. On my way to office and while coming back I spend an average of two hrs per day in the bus itself. That accounts to around 20-25 days days per annum inside the bus, which even more than what I get casual leaves in a year. Damn it. There are very few ways to spend that time. One can either read some books or newspapers or can listen to music on there personal MP3 players or on FM radio. Yeah radio. At first I was very excited about Fm. Because it was not there in my home city. There are many channels to listen to. Many of them play Hindi or English songs. But majority play songs in the local language i.e. Kannada or probably even Tamil. Its difficult to distinguish. Even if look at there script it the letters look like deformed Jalebis. But still the FM is good thing to have. So I bough an Phillips radio. But after 3-4 days of use I felt saturated. Same damn songs everyday !!
Opss.. I forgot to tell u that I actually suffer from a disease called Compulsive Computer Usage Syndrome. Yeah. I cant live without a computer. And its not the office computer or any other friend’s one. I want my own. I want to reserve all my rights on that. It need not be very powerful one to play games or do any such thing. I am not a game freak. What I need is just an average computer to run linux. Yep I love LINUX..But man, Its so frustrating.. After coming to Bangalore I not able to most things that I actuallly love to do like, formatting my Hard Disk to install the latest Distro, listening to favourite songs from Eminem, Linkin Park and Rammstien. Its so frustrating…..
As opposed to what others think about IT proffessionals I get very meagre salary from my organisation. At least low enough that it is preventing me from buying my dream laptop, an Apple MacBook. Bangalore has lots of places to hang out at. But for me the best place is the FORUM mall. After all there is a Apple Center inside it!! I usually spend around 20-30 minutes in the Apple Center itself every time I visit the Forum. I touch the products, relish their beauty inspite knowing that it would be long before I could afford one. Damn. They are for rich people, which I am obviously not. Probably Mr. Steve Jobs is listening. Hehe.. Frustration is at its peak without a computer. So now I have decided to settle for a cheaper laptop from ACER meant for poor people like me, probably containg a lot of chinese junk inside.
You usually dont get many things in life that u love but the opposite is true. Like I really hate MICROSOFT. But that was my destiny, at least at the beginning of my carirer. Yeah I just finished my training on MS .Net at my organisation. And needless to say, I flunked my final exam after training. And even more frustrating is that I need to appear for a retest sometime this month. Plz, Wish me good luck!! heheeahaaahaaa……
