<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176</id><updated>2011-11-12T00:47:14.586-08:00</updated><category term='Letter'/><category term='Forwards'/><category term='Norway'/><category term='tushar'/><category term='sachin'/><category term='infospectrum'/><category term='Paying guest'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Gates'/><category term='sports'/><title type='text'>Mind Matters</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-4639716255356872255</id><published>2010-11-29T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:58:25.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sans TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Visitors to our home never fail to note one thing: the television; or to be more precise, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;lack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; of it. They try to determine its existence in a number of places; and having failed to do so; venture to ask THE question: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don’t you have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No,&lt;/i&gt; we answer, knowing the effect that it would have. The visitors are at first amused, thinking we are just kidding; and then appalled, when they realize that we are in fact revealing the &lt;i&gt;truth&lt;/i&gt;, and nothing but the truth. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We do not have a TV; and have &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt; plans to acquire one; at least in the short term. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TPSBjLsgFSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/K7gbAvPDZzo/s1600/NO+TV.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TPSBjLsgFSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/K7gbAvPDZzo/s200/NO+TV.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have been living away from my home for more than 7 years now; first for the studies, and then for job.&amp;nbsp; There has never been a TV in any of my accommodations and frankly, nor there has been any shortage of things to be done… there are books to read; blogs to write, movies to watch. There are some good friends to spend time talking to. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One person who &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; have changed this would have been my wife. In fact, after getting married, I was almost prepared to buy a TV. But it came as a surprise –&lt;i&gt; a pleasant one at that &lt;/i&gt;– when she herself vehemently opposed having the device in the house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Not that either of us &lt;i&gt;dislikes&lt;/i&gt; watching TV. If the mood reigns, we could easily spend days and nights watching any damn thing being broadcast. But as of now, we don’t wish to. We visit multiplexes once a month, and occasionally catch a movie on the laptop. These days, almost everything from TV is available as DVDs… and if not, it can be downloaded from the Internet!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to condemn the TV. It is a powerful medium; one that can educate, entertain and inspire. But, it is also too tempting to resist for long.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;However, things &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; change a bit. We are planning to get a wide-screen and a DVD player so as to enjoy the English titles at their best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Till then, the visitors would have to contend with either talking with us or reading some magazines. There are quite a few of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-4639716255356872255?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/4639716255356872255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=4639716255356872255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4639716255356872255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4639716255356872255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-sans-tv.html' title='Life sans TV'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TPSBjLsgFSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/K7gbAvPDZzo/s72-c/NO+TV.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-4236668500037472495</id><published>2010-06-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:47:38.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infospectrum'/><title type='text'>Stars shine down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Last month, on 25th May, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.info-spectrum.com/index_redirect.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Infospectrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, the company I work for as a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bytespace.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;technical writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, felicitated me as&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Star Performer&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Quality and Process Services&lt;/strong&gt; category, at the hands of &lt;strong&gt;Jay Chopde&lt;/strong&gt;, CEO of Infospectrum. Other categories, in which awards were handed out, were: &lt;em&gt;Engineering, Management, Business Development&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Support Services&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I would be a hypocrite to say I wasn't&amp;nbsp;happy to be felicitated. However, the thought of being selected had never occurred to me, and&amp;nbsp;in fact, barely minutes before the awards were declared, I was at my machine, working on an urgent deliverable that was to be submitted an hour later. So, the awards came as a pleasant surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TBZIAJUaK6I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZjBWEFC7aUY/s1600/Star+Performer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TBZIAJUaK6I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZjBWEFC7aUY/s400/Star+Performer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My tenure so far&amp;nbsp;in this company has seen me working on almost all the major projects across diverse domains (&lt;em&gt;marine logistics to satellite imaging to security software to business intelligence&lt;/em&gt;), on various platforms (&lt;em&gt;Windows, Linux, and a bit of work on Mac&lt;/em&gt;), working with teams of various sizes (&lt;em&gt;comprising&amp;nbsp;from 5&amp;nbsp;to more than 30 people&lt;/em&gt;). Work has sometimes been challenging, sometimes relaxed; nevertheless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-years-at-infospectrum-retrospection_10.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it has always been fun&amp;nbsp;working with some smart people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But, of course, there is a tinge of dissatisfaction: &lt;em&gt;it could have been better&lt;/em&gt;. My deliverables could have been better, my work-process could have been more efficient, my interaction with the team could have been &lt;a href="http://bytespace.blogspot.com/2010/01/documentation-questionnaire.html"&gt;more productive&lt;/a&gt;. There is a huge scope for improvement and to make things better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Perhaps, I&amp;nbsp;should better sit down and&amp;nbsp;start reading "&lt;strong&gt;Better&lt;/strong&gt;", written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://greviewz.blogspot.com/2010/06/checklist-manifesto-atul-gawande.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;my current favourite author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Atul Gawande.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-4236668500037472495?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/4236668500037472495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=4236668500037472495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4236668500037472495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4236668500037472495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/06/stars-shine-down.html' title='Stars shine down...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TBZIAJUaK6I/AAAAAAAAAss/ZjBWEFC7aUY/s72-c/Star+Performer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-9070494287458785609</id><published>2010-06-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:55:33.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;[This is a companion blog-post to my review of &lt;strong&gt;The Checklist Manifesto&lt;/strong&gt;, which can be read at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://greviewz.blogspot.com/2010/06/checklist-manifesto-atul-gawande.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;GReviewz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. For a technical writer's perspective on checklist, visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bytespace.blogspot.com/2010/06/checklists-technical-writers.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;ByteSpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://greviewz.blogspot.com/2010/06/checklist-manifesto-atul-gawande.html"&gt;The Checklist Manifesto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawande.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Atul Gawande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; has been a satisfying experience. Not because the book gave me a new insight or approach. It doesn't. But it validated something that I have been following over the years: &lt;em&gt;using checklists&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I must have got this trait from my father. He is a very methodical man, very painstakingly so. We have never seen him miss out on any aspect of a process or a transaction. He is always very clear about which step he is at, what needs to be done next, which documents will be needed, whom he needs to meet, and so on. He has never come back from an office because he didn't carry the necessary papers with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Whenever the family goes out for an outing, he is the one to close the house. This&amp;nbsp;seemed easy, until we had to do it ourselves in his absence; and invariably we would miss out on something: forgetting to keep the milk in the refrigerator or forgetting to close the knob of the gas regulator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TA8QrOmMWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qbZBUmNeUDI/s1600/checklist1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TA8QrOmMWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qbZBUmNeUDI/s200/checklist1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As I watched him, it became clear that he followed some kind of checklist, albeit from the memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I created my first checklist as a student: &lt;em&gt;an exam checklist&lt;/em&gt;. It listed the things needed to appear for a paper: the writing pad, the Camlin compass box with all the necessary instruments, extra pens and pencils, and so on. It proved immensely useful: never did I have to borrow anything&amp;nbsp;in the exam hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After finishing the studies, I joined my first company. Living alone, it soon became a chore to get all the necessary accessories in place before leaving for the office. This was when I created a checklist based on a Marathi acronym:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt; मोरूचा पापा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;which meant: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;मो&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Mobile), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;रूमाल&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Handkerchief), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;चावी&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Keys), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;पाकीट&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Wallet), and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;पास&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Gatepass). I still follow a more enhanced version of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A friend of mine often chided me for using these kind of checklists, saying such "simple things should be obvious". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Well..... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, if you are reading this and still feel so, do&amp;nbsp;check out&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;The Checklist Manifesto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There ain't no shame in usin' checklists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-9070494287458785609?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/9070494287458785609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=9070494287458785609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/9070494287458785609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/9070494287458785609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/06/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/TA8QrOmMWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qbZBUmNeUDI/s72-c/checklist1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-879734276914716156</id><published>2010-05-11T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:38:45.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climate Change is for real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The scorching summer is here.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After a brief respite of a few days, which saw a pleasant cloudy weather, the mercury is rising again. &lt;em&gt;SuryaNarayan&lt;/em&gt; (the Sun God) is playing with great consistency, with the last few temperatures reading 44-deg Celsius, 46-deg C, and 45-deg C. At this rate, He is bound to score a half century by the end of this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;The heat is affecting the daily life in some remarkable ways&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes get dry in a matter of 30 minutes. Chapattis turn brittle like papad if left out for more than a few hours. A significant number of people are suffering from sunstrokes and sunburns.&amp;nbsp;Earlier, my&amp;nbsp;understanding of these two maladies was that they could be cured in a matter of hours with sufficient rehydration. However, it seems their effects can last for more than a week, with the patient suffering from repeated vomiting and headache. In fact, some major hospitals have created&amp;nbsp;chambers in which the victims are&amp;nbsp;kept in a specially created environment for days&amp;nbsp; to get them back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And this is true not only of Nagpur, where people are habitual to 40-deg+ temperatures (&lt;em&gt;and discuss it with some pride!&lt;/em&gt;). The coastal regions such as Konkan and Goa too are experiencing a never-seen-before heat-wave. In Goa, the temperature usually hovers in the range of 28-deg C&amp;nbsp;to 34-deg C; but these days it has regularly been touching 38-deg C mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first and foremost thing that we can do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;...in our little capacity as individuals, is water conservation and water recycling. No faulty and leaking taps, no mindless overturning of buckets. It is infuriating to see people washing their cars (and even porches) on a daily basis with pure drinking water. One must pause and think before spilling each and every drop of this precious liquid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S-o88l8hLdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CbSQxtMR8Mg/s1600/water.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S-o88l8hLdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CbSQxtMR8Mg/s320/water.jpg" width="259" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Photo Courtsey:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/41292770@N02/4199843005/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Manjusha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We need to take utmost care of our little ones and senior citizens, as they are most susceptible to heat strokes. It is better to avoid exposing them to any outdoor activity during the day time; but if it cannot be avoided (due to marriage season and such), they need to be well-covered all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Animals too suffer a lot during this harsh weather. We can place a bowl of water on our terraces (for birds), or a container out in the compound (for cats and dogs). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S-o1KrArzEI/AAAAAAAAAio/3OuJTvQjH8g/s1600/StateOfFear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S-o1KrArzEI/AAAAAAAAAio/3OuJTvQjH8g/s200/StateOfFear.jpg" tt="true" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around five years ago,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I had read a novel named "&lt;strong&gt;State of Fear&lt;/strong&gt;". In it, the author Michael Crichton had argued that the hue and cry over environment change was mostly a propaganda promoted by some vested interests to create a 'state of fear' in the public mind, with little hard evidence to support it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Well, looking around at the scenario today, Mother Earth seems to have proved Mr. Crichton completely wrong. To believe that environment has not been remarkably -- and perhaps even &lt;em&gt;irreversibly&lt;/em&gt; --&amp;nbsp;affected would be to live in a state of denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Climate change is indeed for real, and it is here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-879734276914716156?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/879734276914716156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=879734276914716156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/879734276914716156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/879734276914716156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/05/climate-change-is-for-real.html' title='Climate Change is for real'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S-o88l8hLdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CbSQxtMR8Mg/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-861305422917200802</id><published>2010-03-29T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:50:00.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prestige</title><content type='html'>He had a good voice. He sang for the college band as the lead singer, and won many competitions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one fine day, he was unceremoniously dropped in favour of a new kid, who necessarily didn’t have a better voice than him, but had better connections. After all, that was what really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it didn’t work out. The new entrant was booed by the audience, and was lucky enough to be only showered with catcalls. (Rotten tomatoes weren’t allowed into the auditorium.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (the original singer) didn’t have any idea of this; he had chosen to stay away from the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, the professor heading the cultural committee and the band leader came to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Son,” said the professor, “You need to come back to the band.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head, “I am sorry, I won’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But you must!” burst out the band leader. “We have inter-collegiate band competition coming up next month, and as the defending champions, if we don’t put up a good show, we would lose face!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You heard me.” He said flatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Surely for the pride of college-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t give me that nonsense” he snapped. “College as an institution is emotionless. It has neither a sense of pride nor prestige. It is &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; collective pride that’s at stake; you are worried that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; would lose face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you chose that chap over me, you obviously&amp;nbsp;didn’t give a damn about &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; pride. Now, I have decided to put my pride and self-esteem above that of yours, or that of the college, any way you choose to see it.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-861305422917200802?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/861305422917200802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=861305422917200802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/861305422917200802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/861305422917200802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/03/pride-and-prestige.html' title='Pride and Prestige'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-5473384794408500057</id><published>2010-02-24T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:45:31.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sachin'/><title type='text'>Sach is Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sachin Tendulkar&lt;/strong&gt; played an amazing innings of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;200 not out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the 2nd ODI against South Africa at Gwalior. In the process he broke the long-standing record of highest runs in an ODI innings (194) earlier held by Saeed Anwar against India. More significantly,&amp;nbsp;Sachin also became the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; player in ODI history to score a double century in a single innings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Poor MS Dhoni.. He too played an blistering innings of 68 not out in just 35 balls, but with the every six and four he hit, 30,000 spectators in the stadium (&lt;em&gt;lucky them!&lt;/em&gt;) and millions watching around the world groaned and cursed, and urged him to give the strike to the Little Master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Kudos to Sachin for making India proud, not just once but time and again. As much as&amp;nbsp;the records, what is equally appealing -&amp;nbsp;and &lt;em&gt;more inspiring&lt;/em&gt; -&amp;nbsp;is the silent determination and the calm resolve with which he faces every challenge. In a world full of pompous airbags, here is a giant who remains humble&amp;nbsp;inspite of scaling&amp;nbsp;the pinnacle of success in every possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4X6ZDYRAiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tE9-WeK93CE/s1600-h/sachin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4X6ZDYRAiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tE9-WeK93CE/s400/sachin.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;विक्रमांचा महामेरू&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;भारतीय क्रिकेटचा आधारू&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;मास्टर ब्लास्टर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;या धरतीवरी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;फलंदाज ऐसा नाही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;क्रिकेटमध्ये आनंद राही&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;तुम्हाकारणे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;कित्येक गोलंदाज संहारीला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;कित्येकांसी घाम फोडीला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;नवीन लोकांसी प्रेरणा जाहला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;सचिन रमेश तेंडुलकर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It has been famously said that "when Sachin plays, even God watches from the heaven." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;That's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When Sachin plays, God isn't &lt;em&gt;watching&lt;/em&gt; from the heaven. He is out there on the crease, wielding the bat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-5473384794408500057?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/5473384794408500057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=5473384794408500057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/5473384794408500057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/5473384794408500057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/02/sach-in-life.html' title='Sach is Life!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4X6ZDYRAiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tE9-WeK93CE/s72-c/sachin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-4172117383460088191</id><published>2010-01-23T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:29:36.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salaam.. Dr Kalam!</title><content type='html'>In 2000, I read “&lt;strong&gt;Wings of Fire&lt;/strong&gt;”. The next year, I read “&lt;strong&gt;Ignited Minds&lt;/strong&gt;”, and a year later, &lt;strong&gt;“India: Vision 2020&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common thing among these immensely inspiring titles was its author: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abdulkalam.com/"&gt;Dr APJ Abdul Kalam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;… one of the most famous scientists of India, and&amp;nbsp;the most popular President of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday, it seemed a rather impossible dream to see and listen to Dr Kalam. But it was realized rather suddenly, when he came to inaugurate “Technovision” festival of &lt;a href="http://www.rknec.edu/"&gt;SRKNEC&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Ms Kirti Deo&lt;/strong&gt;, my sister-in-law who studies there, managed to get a VIP pass, and we had an 11th-row view of the whole function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motorcade arrived at 10:15 AM. Even among the sea of people, it was easy to spot Dr Kalam, with his trademark silver locks and the grey Safari suit. On his arrival, the audience gave him a standing ovation, and all eyes were fixed on his every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4yUF9iTRTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-59NHTHMCo0/s1600-h/APJ+Abdul+Kalam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="337" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4yUF9iTRTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-59NHTHMCo0/s400/APJ+Abdul+Kalam.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his speech, Dr Kalam spoke of empowering the nation through technology. He talked of his vision of making India a developed nation by the year 2020, and gave a 10-point strategy to achieve it. He detailed the PURA (&lt;em&gt;Provision of Urban amenities to Rural Areas&lt;/em&gt;) mission, a recent initiative launched by Govt of India. He advised the students to have a systems approach (&lt;em&gt;systems design, systems integration and systems management&lt;/em&gt;), suggested the faculty members to focus on the technologies of the future (&lt;em&gt;such as nanotechnology and intelligent biotechnology&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting briefly into his favourite role of a teacher, he asked the audience questions about inventors and their inventions, and when the crowd gave right answers every time, chuckled, “&lt;em&gt;Amazing students&lt;/em&gt;”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about success and failure, and administered an oath to “&lt;em&gt;work with integrity and succeed with integrity&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a person of 80 years of age, Dr Kalam exhibited a physical fitness and mental sharpness that was quite amazing. He walked briskly; spoke firmly and even admonished a lensman who was insolent enough to be talking in a high voice. His speech was interspersed with light humour. When the students promised him they will live up to the oath, he said, "&lt;em&gt;Your parents&amp;nbsp;will be&amp;nbsp;watching you&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The function ended with national anthem, and it felt great to be singing it alone with this great son of this soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Wings of Fire&lt;/strong&gt;” only details his life-span up to 1991. Dr Kalam went on to become Chief Scientific Advisor to the Prime Minster and oversaw the &lt;a href="http://ipcs.org/article/nuclear/buddha-smiles-again-107.html"&gt;Buddha Smiling Again&lt;/a&gt; at Pokhran in May 1998. In 2002, he became the eleventh President of India. I hope he comes out with another volume of his auto-biography in which he shares his experiences in these high-profile positions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr Kalam, &lt;a href="http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/03/tryst-with-dr-r-mashelkar.html"&gt;Dr R A Mashelkar&lt;/a&gt;, Dr Anil Kakodkar&lt;/strong&gt;… These people are epitome of excellence in their fields, be it missile technology, polymer chemistry, or nuclear science. Listening to them is always an intellectually enriching experience, one that pulls us out from our dreary routine and makes us have some faith in human resilience to beat all odds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-4172117383460088191?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/4172117383460088191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=4172117383460088191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4172117383460088191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4172117383460088191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/01/salaam-dr-kalam.html' title='Salaam.. Dr Kalam!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/S4yUF9iTRTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-59NHTHMCo0/s72-c/APJ+Abdul+Kalam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-7201942150568084074</id><published>2010-01-18T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T06:30:59.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 30...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, I was chatting with a friend, and she vexed eloquent about Ishaan, her cousin. He is all of &lt;strike&gt;five&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;three years old (&lt;em&gt;thankfully&lt;/em&gt;) and yet seems to be really sharp for his age. I said something to the effect about the next generation already beating us in smartness. And she said, "&lt;em&gt;Next&lt;/em&gt; generation? Oh yes, you are now an &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was rather confused for a moment... And then it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last month, I turned 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;So what&lt;/em&gt;?” the younger lot among you&amp;nbsp;might say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt; understand... Join the club” the elderly among you will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One doesn’t take much notice when one completes the teenage years and turns 20. We are all too fascinated with ourselves, and eager to set the world in proper shape. We pride ourselves on our ideas, blissfully unaware that most of them have already been tried, tested and either implemented or failed. We just can’t wait to enter the twenties and take charge of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stepping across to the thirties is a sobering experience. The mist lifts from the eyes, and reality kicks in. One by one, you begin to discover what you are capable of, and equally importantly, what you &lt;em&gt;aren’t&lt;/em&gt; as capable of as you once thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moreover, a significant large among us are married by 29-30 years. And quite frankly, the spouses have a &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; way of getting us on the ground level, turning us more humane from our demi-god image (mostly in our own mind). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;the funny thing is...&amp;nbsp;You sense the change yourselves. &lt;a href="http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-things-i-once-used-to-enjoy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You no longer enjoy doing things you once used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some doors close for you, be it IITs or civil service. And it is said that, as a mathematician, if you don’t come up your best work by early twenties, you are finished. For someone whose dream (okay, okay... &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; of the dreams) was to be a mathematician/physicist, it is quite heart-wrenching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If the teenage years are about &lt;em&gt;enjoyment&lt;/em&gt;, and the twenties are about &lt;em&gt;education&lt;/em&gt;, the thirties are about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;endurance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; we supposed to be more &lt;em&gt;mature&lt;/em&gt;, more &lt;em&gt;responsible&lt;/em&gt;, and more &lt;em&gt;serious&lt;/em&gt; towards life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s not that we are &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; supposed to make mistakes, but we are expected to &lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt; from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The past decade has been quite a roller-coaster ride, &lt;em&gt;a sine wave&lt;/em&gt;. There are a few things that I did right, and some things I could have done &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;. And there are a lot many things I should have done, but didn’t manage to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And...ah, yes... There are things I shouldn’t have done, but did them anyway... Mostly out of ignorance or immaturity. I have my share of regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, we visited the &lt;a href="http://www.rkmathnagpur.org/"&gt;Ramkrishna Math in the city&lt;/a&gt;. Standing before the huge statue of Swami Vivekananda, I could only think of a line from this great Warrior Monk: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;God, give me the courage to change the things I can, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Strength to bear the things I cannot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... and wisdom to be able to distinguish between the two&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laus Deo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-7201942150568084074?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/7201942150568084074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=7201942150568084074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/7201942150568084074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/7201942150568084074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2010/01/turning-30.html' title='Turning 30...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-7874356701500118870</id><published>2009-12-29T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:43:35.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I once used to enjoy…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Has it ever happened with you that you are doing something day in and day out for a while, and then after a period of time you suddenly let it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, here is a list of 10 things, in no particular order, that I once enjoyed, but seem to have lost interest… at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Crackers and fireworks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As a kid, I thought I would &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; tire of lighting crackers. It seemed the best means of enjoyment. The sound, the light, the smell thrilled me. Not any more. I don’t even remember the last time I must have put a matchstick to a cracker or to a bomb. Not that I would stop any kids from enjoying them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;India Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; India Today has always been a staple magazine, just as &lt;strong&gt;Times of India&lt;/strong&gt; has been the staple newspaper. However, over last year or two, the quality seems to have gone down, whereas the price has shot up; it used to cost Rs. 10/- now it’s up to Rs. 25/-. To my surprise, &lt;strong&gt;The Week --&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;a magazine I hardly ever took a glance --&amp;nbsp;seems to have improved significantly. Its last few issues have been worth a read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing, with a pen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I loved writing, especially with a fountain pen. (Remember those “&lt;em&gt;Hero Pens&lt;/em&gt;”?) Until my graduation, I must have filled at least a dozen notebooks with my diary scribbles, reviews of books, articles and stuff. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SzrkfuCXQ6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/6dnrM29gAaQ/s1600-h/heropen3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SzrkfuCXQ6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/6dnrM29gAaQ/s320/heropen3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I don’t even have a good pen, for most of my writing (which seems to have transformed into “blogging”) happens on the machine. Admittedly, this is one activity I am sad about losing. One of my New Year resolutions is to buy a diary and a good pen and to write as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Reading a newspaper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No day ever began without a cup of tea accompanied by the morning newspaper. I remember sitting by the kitchen table, reading out headlines to my mother as she prepared the morning breakfast. Now the news is mostly read online, with major headlines just skimmed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Forwarding SMSes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We had a group that forwarded SMSes to each other with a devotion. Not that this activity has entirely ceased; but the frequency has considerably gone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Using Sticky Notes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How I fought with &lt;strong&gt;HP &lt;/strong&gt;over &lt;a href="http://gvansaar.blogspot.com/2008/03/use-stickypad.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;using Sticky Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? And, now I have myself stopped using this as reminder tool (though I do use them to scribble short notes or details of temporary importance, such as URLs or IP addresses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Yahoo!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No, not the Shammi Kapoor song... it still remains a favourite. I am referring to Yahoo! Portal. When we first hit the internet, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://m.in.yahoo.com/?p=us"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Served as our anchor. Everything we did, revolved around it. We had Yahoo mail accounts,&amp;nbsp;were members of Yahoo clubs (which later became Groups)&amp;nbsp;and so on. Nowadays, the epicenter of our online presence has shifted to &lt;strong&gt;Google&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Watching TV:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As a kid, TV was our primary pastime, after playing. We watched &lt;strong&gt;Doordarshan&lt;/strong&gt;, we watched DD2 (&lt;em&gt;Metro&lt;/em&gt;), then came the channel explosion of cable TV. Ever since I shifted out of Goa for job, TV has vanished from my life. And for good. The only time I made an effort to watch it at my landlord’s place was to catch up on &lt;strong&gt;Sa Re Ga Ma Pa&lt;/strong&gt; Marathi series. And after the fiasco of finale, I repented over&amp;nbsp;watching that&amp;nbsp;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Fiction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I haven't stopped reading fiction genre&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;entirely&lt;/em&gt;… Just last week, I finished with &lt;a href="http://greviewz.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-symbol.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and loved it. But on the whole, the fiction&amp;nbsp;section is something these days I don’t venture towards on visiting a bookstore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ghazals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For about 4 years, from 2001 to 2004, I listened to nothing but ghazals. Mehdi Hasan, Ghulam Ali, Jagjit Singh, &lt;em&gt;et al&lt;/em&gt;. I had a&amp;nbsp;stack-load of &amp;nbsp;CDs,&amp;nbsp;the ghazals folder on the computer measured a few GBs. Then suddenly, I put them aside. No reason as to why, or when… Perhaps it was too much of a good thing? I haven’t listened to them in the last five years, except perhaps a chosen few, that too a couple of times at the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is not to say that the activities mentioned above are in any case bad or that I have vowed &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;to take them up again. Maybe, a few years down the lines you might see me doing these very same things all over again (&lt;em&gt;though, I have doubts&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s just that the excitement associated with them at the time doesn’t exist now, at least for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As they say: there’s a time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-7874356701500118870?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/7874356701500118870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=7874356701500118870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/7874356701500118870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/7874356701500118870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-things-i-once-used-to-enjoy.html' title='10 Things I once used to enjoy…'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SzrkfuCXQ6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/6dnrM29gAaQ/s72-c/heropen3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-4240174549963050342</id><published>2009-12-19T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:57:48.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You’re having too much of computing when….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Well, dunno if this is a good thing or a sad thing, but all this is from personal experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You know involved&amp;nbsp;a bit too much involved with the computer when….&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Your dreams end with a log off screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You refer to every non-animate object as “&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;machine&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You refer to the head of the family as the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;admin user&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You own a 32 GB pen drive, but don’t have a good pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When tagging anything with a date, you write: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;20091219&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah, that stands for 19-12-2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/Sy77D4xlu3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/EChKl0D5JPQ/s1600-h/2much.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/Sy77D4xlu3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/EChKl0D5JPQ/s320/2much.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You try to find Alt – Ctrl – Delete keys to unlock the keypad… of your mobile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Talking of top-end models (be it cars or watches), you refer to them as “&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;enterprise versions&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You refer to cuisines as "&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;domains"&lt;/span&gt;. ("My wife is an expert in Maharashtrian and South Indian domain.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;While talking to kids, you talk of access rights. (“&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;No, beta…. You don’t yet have the access rights to handle the knife&lt;/span&gt;.”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Release of Windows 7 excites you more than that of an Amir Khan movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You can remember half a dozen alpha-numeric passwords, but have trouble remembering your credit card signature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You have trouble &lt;em&gt;signing &lt;/em&gt;your credit card signature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The suggestion to your spouse of preparing a dish at the last moment so that you can server it hot and fresh&amp;nbsp;is communicated as, “&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Let’s keep all the components ready and compile a fresh build of masala dosa at the runtime!&lt;/span&gt;”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When reading a piece of printed matter, you reflexively try to ‘click’ any &lt;u&gt;underlined&lt;/u&gt; text, assuming it to be a hyperlink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When you remark, “&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;he has his ideas in the cloud&lt;/span&gt;”, you’re actually referring to the cloud computing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-4240174549963050342?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/4240174549963050342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=4240174549963050342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4240174549963050342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/4240174549963050342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-having-too-much-of-computing-when.html' title='You’re having too much of computing when….'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/Sy77D4xlu3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/EChKl0D5JPQ/s72-c/2much.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-3293321265022390646</id><published>2008-09-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:56:37.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahot Shukriya…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A colleague took his girlfriend to lunch, and forgot his wallet in the office. When realisation dawned upon him in the restaurant, he went to the washroom and tried calling his team-mates, but they were in a meeting. So he called me up to get his wallet.&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was so funny, it inspired me to do a satire of an old Hindi song sung by &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha Bhonsle – Mohd Rafi&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Bahot shurkriya badi meherbaani, meri zindagi mein huzoor aap aaye…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here it is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;लडका:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;बहोत प्रोब्लेम हुवा, बडी परेशानी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;इस होटेल में क्यों हम आये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;घडी बेच दूं, या कपडे निकालू&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;करु क्या ये मेरी समझ में ना आये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;करु पेश किसको नजराना &lt;/em&gt;बिल&lt;em&gt; का&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ना बन जाये कोई फलूदा इज्जत का&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;खुदा जाने मेरी सोनेरी घडी फिर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;मेरी जिंदगी मे कब मिल जाये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;बिल&lt;em&gt; तो बहोत है, और पैसे कम है&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;सब दोस्तों के फोन भी बंद है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;आज ये मुसाफिर दुवा मांगता है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;खुदा इन सबको जल्द ही उठाये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;लडकी:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;मुझे डर है मुझपे, नजर आ ना जाये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;लगुं भागने मैं, वो पिछे आ ना जाये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;कही ये मेरी पर्स ना खोलकर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;बिल &lt;/em&gt;पे &lt;em&gt;करे और फिर भूल जाये&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-3293321265022390646?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/3293321265022390646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=3293321265022390646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3293321265022390646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3293321265022390646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/09/bahot-shukriya.html' title='Bahot Shukriya…'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-6893026492654692480</id><published>2008-07-04T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:39:18.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion &amp; Emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are you passionate? Or are you emotional? Does it mean the same?&lt;br /&gt;No… on the surface of it, you are passionate about some&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;; you get emotional about some&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there’s a more fundamental difference between the two.&lt;br /&gt;Passion involves mind; emotion, &lt;em&gt;by definition&lt;/em&gt;, excludes mental judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion drives you to action. A passionate gardener; for example, would study his plants, read up about how best he can take care of them, he wouldn’t mind getting his hands dirty with soil – on the contrary, he would just love it. On the other hand, someone who just gets emotional about plants and trees would keep on complaining about loss of forest cover without ever setting out his foot to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is alright, in fact &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;essential&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, to be emotional about someone. But emotions block critical analysis; you can hardly bring yourself about to criticize the object of your affection. But, being passionate about the relationship will make you strive for giving your best, and bringing out the best from the other person.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are self-centric… one may pine away for someone without ever thinking of ways to improve the other person. Passion is all about making its subject better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is often backed by a vast knowledge about the subject. If you are passionate about computers, you are likely to read more about them, study them in detail. If you are just emotional about movies of the past, all you are likely to do is whine about how such classics are no longer made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, emotions are abstract feelings about generic subjects. It is rather difficult to describe &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; you feel the way you feel. A passionate person is more likely to give you the specific reasons for why he or she rooting for a particular cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; important…. they distinguish us from animals, and bring in some beautiful moments in one’s life. One can’t help being emotional; but it would help to bring in more of passion to everything, be it your work or your relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-6893026492654692480?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/6893026492654692480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=6893026492654692480' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6893026492654692480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6893026492654692480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/07/passion-emotion.html' title='Passion &amp; Emotion'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-3823069465513962201</id><published>2008-05-10T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:27.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tushar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infospectrum'/><title type='text'>Two years at Infospectrum… Retrospection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today is a Saturday, and yet I am at my desk in the office; for today happens to be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10th of May&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the date I joined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.info-spectrum.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;Infospectrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; India Pvt Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; two years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199338311711317330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCfCpbCh3VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fGrg58Cypsg/s400/display05.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When compared to the &lt;strong&gt;35 years&lt;/strong&gt; each spent by my parents in their respective government offices before retiring last year, my two years would seem too short a time-span to indulge in nostalgic thoughts, and yet it is difficult not to get into a retrospective reverie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember my first day in the Nagpur office. Coming from a small start-up firm in Pune, Infospectrum was the first big company I had joined. Looking at the lines &amp;amp; lines of desktops and smart-looking people talking about latest technologies and platforms, I was getting more &amp;amp; more nervous about how I would survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the prime reasons for my worry was that I had just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bytespace.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-coding-to-writing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;switched my profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, from a .NET programmer to a technical writer. The decision had come after a lot of brooding over my strengths and weaknesses, and though I was feeling confident about myself, there was feeling of worry gnawing at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needn’t have worried so much, especially since I had joined such a friendly lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In last two years at Infospectrum, I have worked on a wide variety of projects. My project has been one of the biggest in the company, and the opportunity to work in a big team has honed my skills as a team-player. With lots of pressure-cooker situations and challenging deadlines to beat, there has never been a dull day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337426948054322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCfB17Ch3TI/AAAAAAAAALk/zTNXj74Wm8A/s400/cscope1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(My project team, after achieving the &lt;strong&gt;Best Project&lt;/strong&gt; award)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though my prime responsibility has been towards marine logistics and maritime surveillance projects, from time to time I have also done documentation for projects related to finance, HR and space domain. Each one has been a learning experience in its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a pleasure working under different project managers, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pankaj Khorgade, Vijay Phulwadhwa &amp;amp; Vinaykant Shukla, Vishal Kulkarni, Harshawardhan Pandit, Shishir Dani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Account Manager)… each one of these has a unique style, and I have learnt quite a few things from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199335223629831458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCe_1rCh3SI/AAAAAAAAALc/TgDotoPTNd0/s320/DSCN1531.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Shishir sir, Vijay sir, Vinaykant sir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At Infospectrum, we experience a truly flat organizational hierarchy. I have been able to write to and talk to the top management without being conscious of any divide of position or grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sangeeta Ma’am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and her HR team, as well as &lt;strong&gt;Admin&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Finance&lt;/strong&gt; departments have been a source of continuous support all these years. Whenever I have had any problem, I didn’t feel a moment’s hesitation in approaching them and they have always been very co-operative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my best moments have been the as a member of editorial board of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, monthly newsletter of Infospectrum. The debates and discussions (&lt;em&gt;and occasional fights&lt;/em&gt;) that go into making each edition of newsletter would need a separate blog post of their own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199334265852124434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCe-97Ch3RI/AAAAAAAAALU/Noy4iWEqBMw/s320/6+Team+Pulse.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Team Pulse)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many of my colleagues have become life-time buddies... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Sandeep Sinha, Manjusha Singh, Amit Joshi, Ashay Kulkarni, Snehal Kawale, Chandrakant Raju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are two people of whom I must make a special mention…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCe9j7Ch3QI/AAAAAAAAALM/-aE5Ni0nBvA/s1600-h/Jay2.PNG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199332719663897858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCe9j7Ch3QI/AAAAAAAAALM/-aE5Ni0nBvA/s320/Jay2.PNG" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jay Chopde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, CEO - Infospectrum… He has been a real, live example of the dynamic CEO that I had only read in business magazines so far. I always wonder how he takes time to manage such a heavy workload and yet pay attention to every minute detail that crosses his eyes. His regular column in Pulse, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been a source of inspiration and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusharvjoshi.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tushar Joshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;… my friend, philosopher &amp;amp; guide, who was instrumental in bringing me to Infospectrum. Thanks Tushar, it’s been a wonderful journey so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back upon the path traveled by me till now, I can’t but help feeling a tinge of dissatisfaction…I did a few things right, but I could have done &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;... Last year saw me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/04/norway-narrative.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;traveling to Norway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, to work on a documentation project that concerned radars. It was an immensely learning experience, yet I seem to have failed to capitalize upon it. I am now working hard to get the things back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Infospectrum is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;CMMI Level 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Company, aiming for more peaks of success in future. To know more about it, visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.info-spectrum.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;company website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. If you want a personal perspective, I would strongly recommend Tushar Joshi’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myinfospectrum.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Infospectrum blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: This is a personal blog-post. The opinions expressed here are my own and not those of my employer.&lt;/em&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-3823069465513962201?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/3823069465513962201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=3823069465513962201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3823069465513962201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3823069465513962201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-years-at-infospectrum-retrospection_10.html' title='Two years at Infospectrum… Retrospection'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCfCpbCh3VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fGrg58Cypsg/s72-c/display05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-544752816212718768</id><published>2008-05-05T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:18:26.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was talking on phone to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RVP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a friend of mine. Things were heating up a bit, as they usually do when we talk longer than a certain threshold time-period. In the course of quarrel, she snapped, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; pay attention to what I am saying!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;th time she’s said this - 455 being the number of days since we started talking to each other. So it wouldn’t have come as a surprise, if it wasn’t for the angst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;That made me sit up and take notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listening is a prime requirement for my profession. As a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bytespace.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;technical writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, I have to interview the Subject Matter Experts for information. Going by the peer reviews and feedback received over the last two years, I seem to be doing a fairly good job of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Furthermore, as a senior editor of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.info-spectrum.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;’s monthly newsletter, I often interview the top management, and senior project managers/team leaders. Since we have not yet begun with the practice of using a tape-recorder during these interviews, I note down the salient points and then expand upon it, mostly from the memory. The drafts are sent to the interviewees and they invariably come back with minor changes, if any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The point I am trying to make here is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When it comes to office work, not many are complaining about my listening skills. Is talking to our family-members, friends, and relatives any different, in terms of communication? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... there does seem to be a difference. Ever since this realization has dawned, I have started to pay attention to the way I listen or interrupt during talks. Hope the improvement is perceptible to those &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;whom it concerns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-544752816212718768?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/544752816212718768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=544752816212718768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/544752816212718768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/544752816212718768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/05/art-of-listening.html' title='The Art of Listening'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-6480873479070926595</id><published>2008-04-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:27.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tushar'/><title type='text'>Tushar – A friend par excellence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today is the birthday of the man whom I consider as my friend, philosopher, guide and guru – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusharvjoshi.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Tushar Joshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I wish him a very long and fulfilling life, full of accomplishments and happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We “met” in rather unusual circumstances – through the Yahoo! Group, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/marathidtnet/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Marathi.Net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. He had exposed me before the world at large, of doing something which I could only justify as a gross failure of judgment on my part. But unlike rest of my detractors, who chose to leave for good, Tushar stood by me. “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;You have realized your mistake, just promise me not to repeat it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” said he. And together we started &lt;strong&gt;Marathi.Net&lt;/strong&gt; all over again. Over the last 4 years, it has grown to be one of the biggest Marathi groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I got drawn towards the phenomenon called Tushar Joshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, he has helped me in more ways than anyone else could have ever done. Be it professionally (He encouraged me to make the shift to technical writing and was instrumental in getting me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.info-spectrum.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Infospectrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, the company I work for); or in a personal way (he knows each of my little troubles and his advice counts a lot). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199343315348217186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCfHMrCh3WI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PGy1kTUVtdk/s400/dsc00665new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our talks are never about weather and sports and politics. Talking to him is always an intellectually enriching experience. He might tell you about a software tool that he has tried, or recommend a highly influential book (such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://greviewz.blogspot.com/2008/03/winning-jack-welch.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;Winning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;), or might just share an interesting line of thought he came across. You always go away with a feeling of having learned something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hardcore techie, and yet a sensitive poet; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusharvjoshi.com/blogs.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;prolific blogger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tusharvjoshi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;prolific photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;; there’s always something more to him than meets the surface. He has a vast collection of books and equally vast collection of songs. He has multiple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusharvjoshi.com/certifications.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;international certifications &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to his credit and he is proficient in more technologies and software platforms than I even know about. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tusharvjoshi.com/courses.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; at heart ( his students would attest to that), he consider himself a perenial student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I had an opportunity to interview him for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, our company’s newsletter. And even after four years of being in touch, I was amazed with the range and depth of his versatile personality. Perhaps, therein lies the secret of his charisma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many things I admire about Tushar is, he never &lt;em&gt;pushes&lt;/em&gt; his thoughts on you, instead he just recommends what he likes and lets it go at that. But very soon you realize to pay heed to his ideas and suggestions. In this regard, I think he justifies his name, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Tushar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;… the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;droplets from a fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;… Just like those, he spreads his knowledge all around; it is up to you to pick up those pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on his birthday, I wish him the best and simply the best the world has to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-6480873479070926595?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/6480873479070926595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=6480873479070926595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6480873479070926595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6480873479070926595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/04/tushar-friend-par-excellence.html' title='Tushar – A friend par excellence'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/SCfHMrCh3WI/AAAAAAAAAL8/PGy1kTUVtdk/s72-c/dsc00665new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-1019455972819180709</id><published>2008-04-02T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:04:38.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus driver &amp; school kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It was morning time, around 9-9:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Volvo was rushing towards Nagpur. I sat just behind the driver, and out through the windshield, saw a group of kids on their way to school. They were perspiring from the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Suddenly the bus stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Driver motioned for the kids to get in. About half a dozen chirpy birds crowded the cabin. On the way, driver asked them a few questions. The kids were a talkative lot and informed that they were on their way to give the final exams, they had English paper that day and that it was “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;layi bhaari paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;It was clear they had found themselves in an air-conditioned bus like Volvo for the first time and were greatly enamoured. I had an unopened pack of biscuits, which I gave them. They distributed it among themselves and ate it heartily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A couple of kilometers later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... we reached their destination, the school. As they got down, the driver told them, “Study well. If you don’t, you will become a driver like me… but if you study hard now,  one day you will become (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;he pointed at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) a sahib like him and get to travel in big buses like this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They waved at us, said “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” in a chorus, and waved  at us.&lt;br /&gt;We waved back and resumed our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I casually asked the driver if he knew these kids. He said no, he had just seen them walking on the road and decided to give them a free ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I too used to walk to school along this same road. By the time I got back home, the legs pained horribly. I studied till seventh standard before giving up. But had I persisted then, I wouldn’t have still been on the road.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-1019455972819180709?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/1019455972819180709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=1019455972819180709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/1019455972819180709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/1019455972819180709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/04/bus-driver-school-kids.html' title='Bus driver &amp; school kids'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-6689885354826391383</id><published>2008-03-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:28.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sachin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'>Three Cheers to Team India!!!</title><content type='html'>As one of the millions of people who had to be in front of their laptops, desktops and other tools of work, instead of their TV screens, I kicked myself the whole day yesterday. Nevertheless, we did follow the second final of Commonwealth Cup thru &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CricInfo&lt;/span&gt;, with an occasional glance at all the bickering on the Rediff message boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting series this has been and what a final it was! After all the controversies, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/R-fNMimKv-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ehcwrlt0MTI/s1600-h/80038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/R-fNMimKv-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ehcwrlt0MTI/s320/80038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181335511642062818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;incompetent umpiring, racial abuses and everything else that could went wrong, India deserved to win, and win it did in style. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sachin&lt;/span&gt; gave a befitting reply to his detractors, by practically slapping his bat (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a heavy one, that too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt; across their collective faces. His scores of 63/117/91 took India through the semi-finals and were the pillars around which Indian innings in both the finals were built. It is a lesson how to answers one's critics with deeds rather than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was thrilling to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harbhajan&lt;/span&gt; scalp off Hayden and particularly, Symonds twice in a row! Praveen Kumar got crucial wickets in both his opening spells. Although it would be too early to comment on whether he would turn out to be a great bowler, he was instrumental in two matches, and that should add to his confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Twenty20 World Cup&lt;/span&gt; win and beating Aussies twice in their own backyard, India has now emerged as a strong contender to the top spot in Cricket. To achieve that, we need to make wins like this a habit, not a sporadic event now and then. The young members seem on a roll, and with proper training and mentoring, we can have a World Cup-winning combination in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Three Cheers to Team India!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-6689885354826391383?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/6689885354826391383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=6689885354826391383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6689885354826391383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/6689885354826391383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-cheers-to-team-india.html' title='Three Cheers to Team India!!!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/R-fNMimKv-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ehcwrlt0MTI/s72-c/80038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-3997035875202876499</id><published>2007-10-15T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:10:11.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest &amp; The Most Popular</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, what a river, a lake or a watering hole is to forest, a coffee machine is to any software company. Strange encounters often happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The other day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was helping myself to a booster dose of caffeine, when I heard two people conversing.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Kuchch bhi kaho yaar, Kishore-da ka jawaab nahi.&lt;/em&gt;.. Truly the greatest singer of all times!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there happens to be some topics in which I forget the mandate about minding one's own business.&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me," I interjected, “you can perhaps call Kishore the most popular singer, but not the greatest."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Then who?"&lt;br /&gt;"Rafi," I shrugged matter-of-factly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;They tried to argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I asked them to come up with a Kishore devotional to match "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Mann Tarpat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" or a Kishore classical to outclass "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Madhuban mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" or a Kishore qawwaalli of real quality. They couldn't. I walked away in triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This is not to put down Kishore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He is definitely my favourite singer, after Rafi. There are indeed some songs that I wouldn’t wish to hear in anyone's voice other than Kishore. Rafi v/s Kishore fight is as futile &amp;amp; fruitless as Lata v/s Asha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The objective is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... to draw a distinction between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Greatest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Most Popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The two need not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yuvraj Singh may hit six sixes in an over, people may hail dashing Dhoni.... but if you want to see batting at its classical best, you would look at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sachin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-3997035875202876499?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/3997035875202876499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=3997035875202876499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3997035875202876499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/3997035875202876499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/10/greatest-most-popular.html' title='The Greatest &amp; The Most Popular'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-778935313782743231</id><published>2007-09-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:06:04.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paying guest'/><title type='text'>10 Commandments for a PG</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Well, as someone who has been living as a PG (Paying Guest) for a better part of last 3 years, I daresay to be able to lay a claim about knowing what it takes to be a decent PG. Here are a few of my observations... Feel free to comment or contradict.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thou shalt be a &lt;strong&gt;Paying&lt;/strong&gt; guest.&lt;br /&gt;Money matters! And seriously… Pay the rent on time, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Thou shalt be a paying &lt;strong&gt;Guest&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how amiable your hosts are... never forget that fact that you are still a guest. Avoid publicly passing judgmental comments about people around you or offering unsolicited views &amp;amp; opinions about events that you may witness in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Thou shalt respect their privacy.&lt;br /&gt;It goes without saying that you shouldn't trespass on obviously off-limit premises... bedrooms, study-rooms, and kitchen (unless you are dining with them).&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, go off for a weekend, and inform them in advance. They would really welcome this respite from you ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Live up to the trust.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, your hosts would be away, leaving you in charge of the house. Avoid bringing over your buddies for overnight stay during your hosts absence. They are sure to find out from your neighbours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;… And expect the same in return!&lt;br /&gt;If your hosts trespass your privacy, do not hesitate to object, in a mild manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Be a good companion.&lt;br /&gt;The major driving force behind having someone as paying guest is financial gain, people also crave for something more. Try to be someone who is a pleasure to be around. If there are kids in the house, get them chocolates &lt;em&gt;(…once in a while&lt;/em&gt;), if there are youngsters, discuss latest movies, matches (&lt;em&gt;and career options&lt;/em&gt;) , discuss current affairs with landlord/land-lady, volunteer to get medications for the elderly (&lt;em&gt;ensuring that &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; pay the bills!&lt;/em&gt;). If the family invites you out for a dinner/movie, accept graciously, and get something in the interval. If relatives of your host visit, and involve you in the talks, invite them to YOUR room and play host.&lt;br /&gt;In short, do not be a moron holed up in your room all the while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;… But be aware of emotional complications.&lt;br /&gt;Bear in mind that you would be staying with these people only for a while, so avoid getting emotionally involved with them... esp. if the family has someone your age and of opposite sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Use a minimum of shared resources.&lt;br /&gt;TV, Computer, Bike... try to minimise sharing any of these. If you cannot live without one, invest and get one for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Indulge in your vices out of your PG room.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking is bad. Smoking in your PG room is worse.&lt;br /&gt;Same applies to alcohol consumption, tobacco-chewing.... and any other vices you may have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Leave your PG room better than it was&lt;br /&gt;When the day comes to bid adieu to your PG room, give a bit more than just the rent... an inexpensive wall-clock, a wall-piece... leave your memory behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-778935313782743231?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/778935313782743231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=778935313782743231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/778935313782743231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/778935313782743231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/09/10-commandments-for-pg.html' title='10 Commandments for a PG'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-872980229543108021</id><published>2007-07-07T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:02:51.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gates'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter to Forward-Enthusiasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On February 3, 1976, a computer club newsletter published a letter sent by Bill Gates. Gates was furious that the programs written by him and Paul Allen were used by software enthusiasts for free. More details about this letter can be seen at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Open_Letter_to_Hobbyists"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Open_Letter_to_Hobbyists&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, am no Gates. But am as passionate about my writing as he is about his software. I feel equally enraged when there are more than a few mails of mine being forwarded without any mention of their origin. So, based on that famous letter of Gates, here is my own letter to forward-enthusiasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;Dear Forwarder,&lt;br /&gt;I do not know you, and wouldn't have bothered to bother you, if it weren't for an act of yours that has caused me a couple of sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;You forward mails. No problem with that. Indeed, if it wasn't for your forwarded mails, most of us wouldn't have known so many wonderful things happening all around.&lt;br /&gt;No sarcasm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem arises when you start forwarding mails as your own... Mails that someone else has taken efforts to think about and spent a few minutes of his/her life to write down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are watching a movie, enjoying a night out with your friends, or simply sleeping, someone is at the computer, tirelessly giving finishing touches to a small write-up that they have been thinking whole day over. Thinking isn't easy. It wrecks the mind. Writing isn't easy. It takes time... time that could have possibly been spent in having a meal at leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They mail to you. And what you do with it? You simply remove the author's name, and shoot it off to a hundred people.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you forward a mail without giving due credit to its author, you are denying someone of their right. You are creating one more reason for them to feel like never writing again. You deprive them of a few words of appreciation that may have gone their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what motivates you to do this. I do not &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to know, either.&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope you realize what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should you be forwarding chain mails? No.&lt;br /&gt;But before you hit the send button, see that you have kept the author's name or e-mail ID. If you receive a forwarded mail, before forwarding it, keep the sender's mail ID. If you wish, feel free to make changes to your heart's content, but add a line towards the end (&lt;em&gt;based on a mail by...&lt;/em&gt;). This not only gives credit to the author, but also makes him/her accountable for the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be am expecting too much. But that's the least you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gautam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-872980229543108021?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/872980229543108021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=872980229543108021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/872980229543108021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/872980229543108021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/07/open-letter-to-forward-enthusiasts.html' title='An Open Letter to Forward-Enthusiasts'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-8353646920566693695</id><published>2007-05-20T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T05:16:50.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peasant in a cyber-caffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It was a Sunday evening. I was in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt; near my PG rooms, checking my mails, and reading posts on the various Yahoo groups that I am a member of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just then, a middle-aged person walked in. He was bald-headed, wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;khaadi&lt;/span&gt; clothes and a dhoti.. In short, not the kind of guy you usually find in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The peasant guy walked straight to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt;-owner. The owner nodded to him, and logged in to a G-Mail account. He read some mails from the inbox and conveyed those to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;peasant&lt;/span&gt; guy, who listened attentively. This activity over, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;peasant&lt;/span&gt; told the owner some matters, such as, the heat here has been unbearable, but we have had some showers during last few days; the mother is well, the sister is enjoying summer holidays, etc... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt; guy typed and sent off as an e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;peasant&lt;/span&gt; thanked the owner and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was damn curious to know what was going on. Being somewhat friendly with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt; owner, I asked him what it was all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems that the peasant person's son has got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;admission&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;IISc&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Banglore&lt;/span&gt; on basis of some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;scholarship&lt;/span&gt;. The family doesn't have a telephone, and with postal department striving hard to live up to its reputation of '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;snail-mail&lt;/span&gt;', letters would have taken years to reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the young boy came up with a bright idea: he created a G-Mail account in name of his father and provided the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt; owner with the ID and password. Every weekend, the father &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt;, the owner logs into the G-mail account and reads the mails sent by the son, translating them into Marathi, of course. Next, he types the matter as dictated by the father and sends the reply to son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you ask me, this must be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; application of IT in a country like India..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do not know whom to applaud.. the son, for this fantastic scheme; or the father, for taking up this adventure at such an old age; or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cybe&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;caffe&lt;/span&gt; owner, who doesn't charge a penny for his services...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-8353646920566693695?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/8353646920566693695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=8353646920566693695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/8353646920566693695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/8353646920566693695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/05/peasant-in-cyber-caffe.html' title='Peasant in a cyber-caffe'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-883030410092603337</id><published>2007-04-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:28.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norway'/><title type='text'>Norway Narrative...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfweTEMsrI/AAAAAAAAACs/euR4uvjydfM/s1600-h/DSCN0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095805906697630386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfweTEMsrI/AAAAAAAAACs/euR4uvjydfM/s320/DSCN0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe in destiny. How else would one explain the fact that one fine morning I found myself being transported from the scorching heat of Nagpur to chilly snows of Norway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Infospectrum India Pvt Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave me an opportunity to work for a month with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Applied Radar Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, as a technical writer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ARP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is basically a group of scientists coming together to develop high-end radars. The company is located at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Kjeller Teknologisk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, near Oslo. The complex also houses a dozen other R &amp; D organizations, specializing in a wide array of fields, right from biotech to nanotech… and then, there is a nuclear reactor as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than writing about what food I ate ( which actually wasn’t much more than bread, butter &amp;amp; cheese) and the places I saw (to put it in brief, the entire Oslo), this article will focus on what I learnt as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing I learnt was some &lt;u&gt;good ethics&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mr. José Navarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had informed he would pick me up at my hotel at 9 am on first day. I was thinking, ‘&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;he would probably be late by half an hour at least, after all he is the Managing Director!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;’. Imagine my surprise when, upon descending the stairs at 9 am, I found him waiting for me in the hotel lobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I hardly found anyone moving about during work hours. In fact for first few days, I was the one who was most often seen moving in and out of the room for trips to coffee machine, etc. The others would rarely budge from their seats, except for work-related matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized was the immense amount of work you can get done in a single day if you really focus hard and get cracking. I mean, it’s really, really amazing how much time and mental processing power we waste by just letting our minds wander during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time discussions were something I always looked forward too, for they were never about mundane matters. Everyone present (except me, perhaps...) being highly qualified, the talks were always informative and interesting. Mr. Navarro would say something like, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Yesterday on Discovery Channel they showed about radio-pulsars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.” And then others would chip in with what they knew. Each one of them has traveled far and wide and it was a treat to hear their experiences. Being in such an elite company naturally widens your thinking horizons and you begin to read more, learn more, so that you aren’t left out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point I noted was minimal reporting procedures. If José had to tell something to any of his team-members, he would just walk in and say it. In fact most of the communication was verbal. Of course, important information was indeed passed through mails. Perhaps, ARP being a small group and everyone being senior person, verbal communication must have worked fine. But still, I do feel that sometimes we spend more time in writing mails than doing actual work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norwegians in general are very, very courteseous and well- mannered. They go to amazing extent to help others, even a stranger like me. And they smile a lot... it comes naturally to them. I would be walking on the streets and many passer-by’s would break into a smile, and say "Good Morning" or something. It really feels very nice. I tried this a few times after coming back to India, and was greeted with weird looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This visit has taught me a lot professionally and also made me a better individual. Living away from “your” people, you begin to appreciate even the simple pleasures like a chai or a warm sunshine early in morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Norway visit photos, you are invited to browse through my photo album on Flickr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gautamsoman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/gautamsoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-883030410092603337?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/883030410092603337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=883030410092603337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/883030410092603337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/883030410092603337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2007/04/norway-narrative.html' title='Norway Narrative...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfweTEMsrI/AAAAAAAAACs/euR4uvjydfM/s72-c/DSCN0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-116481347097255875</id><published>2006-11-29T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:17:50.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Review] Dhoom -2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, before you begin to read, a note. All opinions in this post are completely personal, and you are most welcome to disagree with them. In fact I would like to know why you think am wrong. So here we begin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;Dhoom-2&lt;/strong&gt;, and was positively bored with it. It doesn't matter that the film has received thunderous opening all over, and might even turn out to be one of the major hits of the year. In a country where a film like KANK becomes a hit, anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom-2 is full of action, the adrenalin-pumping type. All characters are hyper-active. When they are not racing on bikes, scaling sky-scrappers or dangling from heights, they just aren't doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs are foot-thumping. "&lt;em&gt;Crazy Kiya Re&lt;/em&gt;" has a catchy beat and the Dhoom Theme sounds racy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hrithik looks good, but then, when does he not? He has puts in an earnest performance, as usual. The problem is: how far can even he go when the character itself doesn't have much bandwidth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishwarya sizzles in skimpy clothes, and also manages to do what she has avoided doing so far. Alas, the scene lacks the intensity that should have been associated with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear that the director has first decided upon the action-sequences and then woven the story (or whatever there is of it) around those. For example: the scene where Hrithik asks Aishwarya to jump from a cliff if she really trusts him, etc etc. Needless to say, she jumps, (followed by him, of course), and then they are both dangling over a few thousand feet. Was there really any need for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uday Chopra is excruciatingly irritating. Someone should tell him that it takes an Arshad Warsi to do the role of a "Circuit."&lt;br /&gt;And pray tell me what was Bipasha Basu doing in this film? After a film like "&lt;strong&gt;Corporate&lt;/strong&gt;," why does she need to do a role like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhishek Bachchan has put in a decent performance. There is a silent menace about him, and he is increasingly becoming effective with his eyes. Nevertheless, he doesn't get the sympathy of viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue is &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; written in the Jurassic ages. The line "Do you trust me?" is repeated &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; 327 times, thus rendering it &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; worthless, and in fact a bit &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; funny, heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are really going to watch this movie (as I suspect you will), leave your thinking apparatus at home. It's not of much use while watching this one.&lt;br /&gt;Too much style, too little substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends as well as my brother (he doesn't count among my friends, you see) seem to have thoroughly enjoyed the movie. Moreover, they also insist that Dhoom-2 is way better than Dhoom-1. I haven't watch Dhoom-1 yet, and now, there is just no question of watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-116481347097255875?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/116481347097255875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=116481347097255875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116481347097255875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116481347097255875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/11/review-dhoom-2.html' title='[Review] Dhoom -2'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-116377801418924280</id><published>2006-11-07T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:31:18.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>User-friendly Error Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, in order to make our application more user-friendly, we have implemented following error –messages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When application starts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All the functionalities in this application are imaginary and bear no resemblance to those specified in the FDS. Run this application at your own risk. We are not liable for any mental, emotional, physical, financial, or spiritual injury caused by it. May God Bless You... Amen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When user tries to edit an object created by another user:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"दुसरों के object को हाथ क्यों लगा रहा है बे?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When user successfully completes some task:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"बधाई हो बधाई !! लगता है कि आप जितने बेवकूफ़ दिखते हो उतने हो नही..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When user tries to delete a object:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"टपका डालू क्या साले को? एक बार अच्छी तरह सोच ले!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Limited functionality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dekh bhidu, jyaada time nahi tha isliye apun ne itnaaich implement kiya hai. Ab isse ki kaam chalaa lena, kya?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Un-handled exception:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"आयला… घापा हो गया रे!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Application crash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aapka aaplikesan bhasak gayela hai. Try one of the fallowing:&lt;br /&gt;1.Restart applikesan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Restart machine, restart applikesan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.Restart electric supply to your building, restart machine, restart applikesan.&lt;br /&gt;Fir bhi nahi chal rahaa toh write a letter to us and send it through a pigeon."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If user tries to seek assistance by clicking on Help menu:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Online Help provides details in a very user-friendly way… For Ex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kill the currently running thread by terminating its process in Processes tab of Windows Task Manager. Next, edit the InterfaceService.Config file and restart IS &amp;amp; SS services from Services under admin tools of Windows Control Panel." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When user closes Help:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"अब दोबारा मत पुछना !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-116377801418924280?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/116377801418924280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=116377801418924280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116377801418924280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116377801418924280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/11/user-friendly-error-messages.html' title='User-friendly Error Messages'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-116352481460462998</id><published>2006-11-05T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:20:14.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking down the road, I saw her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am walking down the road, hands in pockets, mind lost in thought.&lt;br /&gt;And then, I see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is sitting in the veranda of a tiny little bungalow… looking absent-mindedly at the traffic flowing by, lost in her own world, oblivious to my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is beautiful… most beautiful... I  want to go near her… but dare not, lest she might go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I do is rest my chin on the compound wall and continue to stare at her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the moment like this when I regret not having a camera-with-mobile (or mobile-with-camera, or whatever). If I had one now, I could have captured this beauty and then made my friends jealous. In fact, I would have got it framed and placed it on my bedside table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With me inclined against the compound-wall of a roadside bungalow, the passer-bys are giving me strange looks … but who gives them a damn?… I am busy savouring one of beauties in the world…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should I take her home? My brother would undoubtedly be in love with her; as much as I am now… even my father wouldn't mind her having in the house... but … I have no doubts my mother would kick her right out of the door… even the thought pains me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps mindful of my stare, she turns her head in my direction… and I experience love at second sight… from such a distance , it is difficult to tell the shade of her eyes… is it blue, is it green? Or is it something in between? Whatever the shade it might be, it's just beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I keep staring at her, and she keeps staring at me. I smile. Even try to blow out a small whistle… no reaction on her part…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, a dog barks out somewhere in the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;em&gt;cat&lt;/em&gt;, at which I have been staring for so long, bounds inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cast a reproachful glance at the dog.&lt;br /&gt;And then, hands in pocket, mind lost in thought, I resume walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-116352481460462998?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/116352481460462998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=116352481460462998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116352481460462998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116352481460462998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/11/walking-down-road-i-saw-her.html' title='Walking down the road, I saw her...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-116377442491959117</id><published>2006-10-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:40:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Angelina-kaku &amp; Brad-baapu….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Pune is honoured to host a couple of universal fame, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, and their equally eminent kid, Shiloh Nouvel ( by the way, is it a boy's name or a girl's name?) However, some people have been objecting to the media coverage accorded to this couple. Being one of those close to Brangelina, it is my duty to allay some doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Objection 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Why so much hype about just some film-stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer:&lt;/u&gt; Doesn't our honourable PM get covered in US media? Our media is just trying to pay back. So what if our PMs get mentioned on third or fourth page; and our national dailies have been devoting headlines with photos to Brangelina. It's a minor point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Objection 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;They have come for their own work. Why should we bother about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer:&lt;/u&gt; it's time to reveal a secret: The real mission of Brangelina in India is to eradicate poverty. Why else would they pay Rs 500/- for an auto-rickshaw ride that would have normally cost Rs 60/- ? They just wanted to give to away their hard –earned money to the needy. It's another thing that they have earned more publicity by giving 500/- to an auto driver than they would have got by giving 500/- to any ad agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Objection 3:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Why so many reporters to cover them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer:&lt;/u&gt; Isn't it great that at least 327 people have some part-time employment? On top of it, they have also been trained for free in adventurous activities, such as climbing walls, scaling roof-tops and running after auto-rickshaws trying to get a glimpse of this couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last heard:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Diapers used by baby Shiloh Nouvel ( some one please enlighten me about whether it is a boy's name or a girl's...) are going to be put on auction.&lt;br /&gt;-  The auto-rickshaw in which the trio took a ride will be placed in Raja Kelkar museum, under a special section called "Brangelina Chariot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-116377442491959117?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/116377442491959117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=116377442491959117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116377442491959117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/116377442491959117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/10/of-angelina-kaku-brad-baapu.html' title='Of Angelina-kaku &amp; Brad-baapu….'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-115719900160869854</id><published>2006-09-02T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:45:40.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Thought Management….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the time ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Williams Gates III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, better known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, was just a kid. One day, his mother saw him brooding over something and asked him casually, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;What are you doing, Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?” The little Bill shot back, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I am thinking, Mom... Have you ever tried thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?” Some may see arrogance in this reply, but I do feel that the boy had asked a valid question. Do we really ever think about the way we think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A salaried person takes stock of his/her earnings and expenses by end of each month. He/she also sets up the budget for next month. A business-person keeps a daily account of sales achieved and targets for future.&lt;br /&gt;Those more serious about their career and profession do the same with their time… they note down the hours worked on a project/task, and set aside time for entertainment, family and social matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All this is indeed very important and it certainly helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The point is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why not apply the same technique to our thoughts as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we note down the issues we think of every day, the number turns out to be a huge one, but most of the topics are highly mundane. We literally waste the enormous power that we are endowed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how much of our thinking is ‘&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actionable&lt;/strong&gt;’ thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? For example: we look at the photos of hunks like Hritik or Salman and think:” Wow, what a body…” But unless and until we convert such kind of though into an action-oriented thought like: “Hmm, I will join the gym from tomorrow”, it doesn’t help us at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Next point is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Looped Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. I have been planning to do some saving for last six months. But whenever I begin to think of that topic, I go through same motions each time and end up at the same point. Thoughts should be like building-blocks. We should build upon our previous thoughts, rather than going through the same cycles, time &amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;How about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;treating our thoughts as tangible entities, just like money &amp;amp; time? Our attitude needs to be like: This week I will think of these matters and reach some conclusion, by week-end I will clear up these pending thoughts and not waste my time on them again, I will start thinking about these new ideas…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sure, this will not be easy at first.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We might feel like wandering off into our own free-wheeling ways. But as Buddha has said, “Our thoughts are our destiny.” A close look at most of the highly successful persons reveals that not only do they manage their time and money wisely; they pay an equal attention to their thought-processes as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-115719900160869854?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/115719900160869854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=115719900160869854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115719900160869854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115719900160869854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-thought-management.html' title='On Thought Management….'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-115121703980106816</id><published>2006-06-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:35:02.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gautam's Instructions For Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, After attaining the ripe old age of 25 years, I feel that the world must benefit from my sagely advice. Without a helping hand, there is a fear that the young generation may get lost in the dark by-lanes of this treachorous world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come Gautam's Instructions For Life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Never, ever give &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; your outdoor clothes for ironing all at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Once I had to miss a movie since couldn't possibly go out in a banyan and half-pant.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Before you enter a hotel, check whether your pocket contains a wallet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does, check further if the wallet contains cash/ credit card. Better safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; When a girl smiles and waves at you, before you wave back, turn around to check whether she isn't waving at someone approaching from behind you.&lt;br /&gt;Follow same procedure even if the above-mentioned girl happens to be your own g/f.&lt;br /&gt;Better safe than sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Most people drive recklessly but think cautiously. Try doing the opposite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; While working in kitchen, remember that common salt is the most important ingredient of any dish. It is also the most commonly forgotten one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; If you get an urge to share your innermost secrets with someone, share them with your dog.&lt;br /&gt;A cat will also do, except that it wont pay much attention to what you are saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Defrag your computer once in a while. Do the same with your brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Never say you are fond of kids, unless your dream job is that of a babysitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Tears cleanse the eye-glands. They work the same way on your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;-G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-115121703980106816?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/115121703980106816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=115121703980106816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115121703980106816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115121703980106816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/06/gautams-instructions-for-life.html' title='Gautam&apos;s Instructions For Life...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-115121680131391688</id><published>2006-06-01T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:26:41.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Letter to Filmfare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;  well, here is a copy of the mail I dashed off to Filmfare minutes ago. I dont mind whether they publish it or not, but felt that I had to vent off my anger. Would request you to do the same, if you feel equally strongly about it.&lt;br /&gt;  urs,&lt;br /&gt;-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt; The Editor,&lt;br /&gt; Filmfare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I am a regular reader of Filmfare since a decade. While going through the latest issue ( June 2006), I was shocked to find the obituary of Naushad Ali being wrapped up in just 2 pages. The piece written on him did little justice to this legendary composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Films come and go, film-stars rise and fall, it is the music which outlives all of them.  Naushad-saab has mesmerized millions of Indians with his music in a career spanning six long decades. He deserves a much better tribute from  Filmfare, which I perceive as a film-magazine for the classes, rather than the masses.&lt;br /&gt;    Better late than never... Could you please share with us whatever material you have on Naushad-saab? I would suggest something like vital stats about the films he composed for, what he had to say about the singers who sang for him and what they had to say about him, some intersting anecdotes about Naushad, the person... and above all, as many rare photographs you can find !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...and If you can come up with a dedicated issue, I am sure it will turn out to be a collector's item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With high hopes &amp; regards,&lt;br /&gt;   -Gautam Soman,&lt;br /&gt;      Goa-India.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-115121680131391688?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/115121680131391688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=115121680131391688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115121680131391688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/115121680131391688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-letter-to-filmfare.html' title='My Letter to Filmfare'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114821202404978732</id><published>2006-05-21T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T04:47:04.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Earth ? ... Or The Tyrant Nature ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In our culture, we treat Earth as mother goddess . Indeed all the forces of nature: the sun, the soil, the air, the water have been granted a divine status in almost all civilizations. They have been looked upon as benefactors , caring guardians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  There is a theory which even accords earth a life of its own. According to the &lt;strong&gt;Gaia hypothesis&lt;/strong&gt;, earth itself is a living being, and all tectonic movements are its 'life-processes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; This is one extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; On the other hand, there is a school of thought which posits that nature as such has never been kind towards human beings, or towards any living being, for that matter. We and other species have survived solely due to our tenacity and adaptive qualities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we stop all the works which 'disrupt the ecological balance' , will there be no more earthquakes &amp; volcanoes, floods &amp;amp; draughts, tsunamis &amp; hurricanes ? In fact some of the world's most devastating natural disasters have occurred in the era when the industrial pollution was in its infancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114821202404978732?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114821202404978732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114821202404978732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114821202404978732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114821202404978732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-earth-or-tyrant-nature.html' title='The Good Earth ? ... Or The Tyrant Nature ?'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114819237131976049</id><published>2006-05-20T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:19:31.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Word"-Power !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt; Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a budding technical writer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have been paying some serious attention to various authoring tools which aid in writing. The first thing to focuss attention was obviously the software which we have all been using for atleast last decade..  &lt;strong&gt;MS-Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the end of exploring it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have come out thoroughly impressed with this power-packed software... One can safely say that a normal user uses hardly 10% of its functions.. an expert may use 20 % and a real power user may claim a 30- or 40% proficiency in all its features.. not more than that !!&lt;br /&gt;  Almost everything you can think of using has been incorporated into the software... right from automated Table of Contents to automated Indexing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge you that whenever you have free time, visit Help section of MS_Word and go thru its index Help Contents.. there's enough stuff there to keep you busy fror at least a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Apart from the joy of exploration and learning on your own, this exercise will practically help you in drafting more elegant writing material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am thinking of sending off a appreciative mail to MS-Office team for the excellent job they have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail Microsoft !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;-G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114819237131976049?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114819237131976049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114819237131976049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114819237131976049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114819237131976049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/05/word-power.html' title='&quot;Word&quot;-Power !!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114614482631631554</id><published>2006-04-27T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T06:33:46.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Argumentive Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Argumentive Indian"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a book written by Nobel-laureate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amartya Sen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which has topped the best-seller list for quite some time now. I haven't read it as yet; however the title itself was enough to set off a chain of thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Here am jotting down a few points as regards arguments &amp; debates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; There are many issues on which our opinions are formed almost at a subconscious level, without ever thinking intentionally about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  A good example in this case would be of &lt;strong&gt;Bajirao Peshwa, the second&lt;/strong&gt;. General perception about him is that he was a useless ruler, spent most of his time in luxuries and was primarily responsible for the decline &amp; fall of Maratha Empire.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not being a historian, I do not know how much of this is true or false. The point here is not whether doosra Bajirao was a good ruler or not, but that a majority of people tend to blame him without having the vaguest idea why they are saying so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; As thinking animals, human beings are supposed to arrive at the conclusion after following a logical line of reasoning. However, many a times people first stake out one view-point or other and then seek only those arguments which would support their stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  A good example in this case would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narmada Bachao Andolan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in particular or environmentalists in general. These people have already decided in their minds that modern technology is bad. So an open dialogue is impossible [in most cases]. It's just like gravitational lensing ... things look distorted when looked thru any kind of lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Some people have an incorrigible habit of going against conventional views. They get hailed as 'creative minority'. Nothing wrong with it, as long as it has some sound basis.  But in most cases, people resort to it just to 'stand out from the rest of them.' Only because someone is saying something different from majority opinion doesn't mean he is right or what he is opting for is good, unless proved so. Till that is done, he ought to be treated only as being 'different'.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; And then, there are people who just have to say something to everything that you say. Never mind that it may have nothing what-so-ever to do with the point under consideration; they just gotta have the last word in discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   For example, you say that &lt;em&gt;" Chitale bakarwadi tastes really good."&lt;/em&gt;  A representative of above-mentioned breed will say, &lt;em&gt;"But Kaka Halwai shreekhand is even better."  &lt;/em&gt; You may wonder how two dis-similar products can be compared... but that's beside the point. He has said something and that's all that matters.  Another example .. You may say &lt;em&gt;" Sachin Tendulkar is a great batsman."&lt;/em&gt; and the reply would be, &lt;em&gt;"Don Bradman was even better."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Note that what they have said isn't essentially wrong, but they have side-tracked the original issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; -G.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114614482631631554?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114614482631631554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114614482631631554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114614482631631554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114614482631631554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/argumentive-human.html' title='The Argumentive Human'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114614406610052407</id><published>2006-04-27T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T06:21:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaaahooo !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nope .... this mail is not about Jerry Yang, the founder of Yahoo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is about Shammi Kapoor ... yeah, you got that right :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shammi Kapoor songs have always been a delight to watch. In fact I suspect that producers brought out movies only to film Shammi Kapoor's hysterics and paid scant attention to story, script and other non-essential matters.[Of course, some of his films like "Teesri Manzil" are said to be among the very good ones.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is hardly any film of his whose songs are not popular even today. and if I may say so, Mohd Rafi's voice was a major factor which helped him in getting established in film industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shammi Kapoor perhaps choreographed his own songs, and he danced with total abandon throwing caution to air. Indeed, it would be a crime to call his body-movements a 'dance'... but nevertheless public loved it and for good reason. He brought a youthful energy to the screen and liberated movies from the sighs and moans of Rajendra Kumar and Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Doordarshan had the good sense to air a special 2-hour program on ocassion of Shammi Kapoor's 60th birthday. We were having dinner then, and none of us budged from our place even to wash the hands, until the programme was over. It was a rare treat indeed !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have about  60 audios and a dozen videos of Shammi Kapoor songs, as of now. The idea is to create a DVD of all his songs ( all videos). Nothing would be more entertaining, ha ha !!Some of the best songs are those which have O P Nayyar/Shankar-Jaikishan at music and Rafi-Asha at the playback, with Shammi bouncing up n down on their tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114614406610052407?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114614406610052407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114614406610052407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114614406610052407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114614406610052407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/yaaahooo.html' title='Yaaahooo !!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577678238581587</id><published>2006-04-23T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:19:42.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aamir &amp; NBA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, About a week ago, there was news that Bollywood actor &lt;strong&gt;Amir Khan&lt;/strong&gt; has come out in support of &lt;strong&gt;Narmada Bachao Andolan&lt;/strong&gt;. As someone who has always admired Amir's movies ( except some classics like "Mela"), I was most curious as to what made him take this stance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Reading his interview, however, left me in a state of dismay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Amir Khan said that his support was purely on basis of ''emotional bonding with those displaced by the project'', and he candidly admitted that he was ''not aware of technicalites involved in the issue''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This wont do !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When celebreties like Amir Khan or for that matter Amitabh Bacchan, come out in support ( or in protest) of an issue, they have the power to influence the public opinion on that particular topic. As such they are expected to make their decisions based on logic &amp; reasoning, rather than get swayed away by emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this regard, I would strongly recommend the following book, which provides a solid factual support as to why projects like Sardar Sarovar are highly essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samagra Maate Narmade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--  Dr Dattaprasad Dabholkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This book gives an exhaustive account of the 'struggle' for Narmada Bachao Andolan... the socio-political as well as historical and geological background, the cause and effect and how it was lead by Medha Patkar, Sundarlal Bahuguna and other social activists, including Arundhati Roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As mentioned in the book, Supreme Court of India, while rejecting the appeal of Narmada Bachao Samiti, remarked, "It was not a public interest litigation, but a publicity interest litigation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One can't help but be dismayed by how a well-meant campaign has been lead astray by few people who are not ready to push up their ideological 'burkhaas' and look at the practical aspects without getting emotionally charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As a person I have much respect for the social activists mentioned here.. Medha-ji, Sundarlal-ji, also our own Anna Hazaare-ji. These people are gold in themselves... but when they allow willy politicians to make use of them... well, that's when things begin to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is NOT to say that I am insensitive to the plight of displaced people.  I am also not saying that projects should be set up at the cost of lives and property of innocent people. Indeed they ought to get more than sufficient re-imbursement for their troubles... but when the activists say that NO TO BIG DAMS, NO TO ATOMIC POWER STATIONS,.... well, someone like me begins to have serious doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A couple of decades ago, a huge hue n cry arose over Salaawli dam in my home-state, Goa. Activists were crying hoarse in the name of some ancient temples. But Govt of Goa remained firm, and the dam was built. Today it serves as the chief source of water to almost half the state... and am damn sure that people who protested against it then are enjoying the benefits now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rather than make an issue out of short-term problems, we need to look at long-term benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  -G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577678238581587?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577678238581587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577678238581587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577678238581587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577678238581587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/aamir-nba.html' title='Aamir &amp; NBA'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114559915043745786</id><published>2006-04-20T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:59:10.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorization: Out of Fashion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, a couple of weeks ago, Rahul, Aparna &amp; me had a free-wheeling talkathon. For some reason, the issue of memorization cropped up and Rahul remarked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Why is it essential to memorize?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wasn't surprised. My office-colleague Prasad had passed a similar comment earlier. He had quoted Albert Einstein as saying, "Why bother to remember facts which can be looked up in a reference book?"And I had shot back, “Percy, buddy... Einstein could say something like that because he was &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; Einstein. What are mere mortals like you and me saving our precious memory for?? To store juicy gossip about film-stars and trivia about our sports-persons?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I, for one, am all for memorization. It is a part of learning process and highly essential for better thinking and decision-making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rahul's contention was that most of our decisions are logic-based. True! But to arrive at a conclusion you have to make use of some information, which isn't possible unless you have a knowledge- base ready at hand... i.e. in your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And reference-books may not be accessible every place, every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a kid, I was made to recite tables from 1 to 30 every evening. I hated it then, but today they have indeed made life much simpler. If an answer to something like 19 x 7 is needed, while my colleagues scramble for their calculators or go Start-&gt;Programs-&gt;Accessories-&gt; Calculator, I have already noted down 133 and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am NOT saying that you must memorize each and every piece of information you may come across. But surely it's not too much to expect to learn by-heart a few basic things which you might need in your personal or professional life. A physicist would be expected to know values of fundamental constants, A chemist would be expected to know valencies of major elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To say that you can look up these things in a reference book means either you are highly prodigious or.... in most of the cases, plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also memorization is not hard work. If you love the subject, it's quite easy to recall what you have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A few days back, I had gone to one of our relative’s in Pune. As we sat there talking, the girl in the house was solving some integration problems and was stuck up on a particular derivative. Having learnt derivatives almost by rote in my HSSC, I couldn’t help pointing out the answer to her and was rewarded with an appreciative smile.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;…. So you see, there are some un-expected benefits too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- G.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114559915043745786?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114559915043745786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114559915043745786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559915043745786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559915043745786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/memorization-out-of-fashion.html' title='Memorization: Out of Fashion?'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114559825973522535</id><published>2006-04-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:28.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Meri Aawaz Suno....."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;27th December 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a chilly night and I was huddled up with a book. Just then the phone rang."Quick! Switch on the TV! " said she, "Doordarshan channel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dumbfounded, I did as instructed.On TV, There was a bald man in a suit, standing before the mike and waiting for the narrator to finish.Thinking it to be some kind of joke, I was about to turn away, when the words came out ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Suhaani raat dhal chuki .... na jaane tum kab aaoge &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Jahaan ki rut badal chuki... na jaane tum kab aaoge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I stood there, mesmerized.... listening to one song after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfvFTEMsqI/AAAAAAAAACk/xwkyMhPAB34/s1600-h/rafi-719093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095804377689272994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfvFTEMsqI/AAAAAAAAACk/xwkyMhPAB34/s320/rafi-719093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The programme was a recording from the Doordarshan Archives... and the man whom I had just listened to was one of the legends in Hindi Film Music .... &lt;strong&gt;Mohammad Rafi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next day, I went to our local music shop and bought a couple of his audio-cassettes. After listening to them, I wanted to have more, so asked my friends to lend me what they had of him. Very soon, I was listening to him day-in and day-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The reason Rafi appeals to me is his awesome vocal range. He has sung some of the best songs in almost every genre of contemporary music. Be it :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qawwali ( Parda Hai Parda),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saddy ( Din Dhal Jaaye Haay),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playful ( Achcha Ji Mein Haari),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romantic ( Abhi Na Jaao Chhodkar),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghazal ( Koi Sagar Dil Ko Behelata Nahi),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Classical (Madhuban me Radhika Nache Re),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soulful ( Mann Re Tu Kaahe Na Dheer Dhare ),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devotional (Mann Tarpat Hari Darshan Ko Aaj),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patriotic ( Ab tumhare hawaale watan saathiyon),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Mischevous ( Aaye Ga Aaye Aaye Ga Ye Kya Ho Gaya )... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..... You name it and you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As my net-pal Varsha rightly says, devotional songs in Hindi films are often too melodramatic, but listen to the ones rendered by Rafi, and you can't help feeling drawn into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am also quite fond of Kishore Kumar, Mukesh and other male singers. However IMHO, there are very few songs of these which Rafi couldn't have done an equal justice to ... but there is quite a huge number of songs of Rafi which no one other singer could have sung with such a panache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apart from being a music virtuoso, Rafi the person was also equally as good. He was humble, a tee-totaller, and deeply religious. There are n-number of anecdotes about how he helped upcoming music directors by singing for them almost for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some people accuse him of over-exposure. To some extent I do agree that he could have done without some trashy songs. But there might have been some compulsions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I have a collection of about 500 of his songs. Indeed, there was a time when I thought I had heard him all .... but discovered very soon that my collection is a drop from an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's futile to list top favourite songs since they keep on changing as per my mood and atmosphere, but there are a few which would make the list anytime... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Suhaani raat dhal chuki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Ek haseen shaam ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Abhi na jaao chhodkar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Paaon chhu lene do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Aapke haseen rukh pe aaj naya noor hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mohd Rafi passed away five months before I was born. They say his funeral procession was the biggest one the city of Mumbai has ever witnessed. Though he may have ceased to exist in physical sense, his songs continue to accompany us in our moments of joy and sorrow, triumph &amp;amp; tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To quote lyrics of one of his own songs .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Tum muze yun bhula na paaoge &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jab kabhi bhi sunoge geet mere &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tum mere sung yunhi gun-gunaoge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- G. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114559825973522535?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114559825973522535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114559825973522535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559825973522535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559825973522535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/meri-aawaz-suno.html' title='&quot;Meri Aawaz Suno.....&quot;'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BCSVykT8S6A/RrfvFTEMsqI/AAAAAAAAACk/xwkyMhPAB34/s72-c/rafi-719093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114559772309153240</id><published>2006-04-20T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:35:23.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome !</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;  Well, This is my first step into the Blogosphere.... Help me make it a giant stride.&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt; - Gautam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114559772309153240?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114559772309153240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114559772309153240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559772309153240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114559772309153240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome.html' title='Welcome !'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577583961945577</id><published>2006-03-01T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:21:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tryst with Dr R A Mashelkar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/ram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/320/ram.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The First Time&lt;/em&gt; I heard of &lt;strong&gt;Dr Raghunath Anant Mashelkar&lt;/strong&gt; was when I was in XIth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ms Geeta Shastry, our professor who was the convener of science-forum, called myself and two other boys and said, “you are to attend the session of Goa Science Congress to be held at Margao and prepare to report of it and present it before science forum." We protested since it meant 'spoiling’ our entire Sunday and missing out on our weekly cricket match. " No way”, she said,'' people like Dr Mashelkar, Dr Gowarikar and Dr Swaminathan would be coming, and you don’t get such chance often."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We made plans to attend the seminar for half an hour and then to skip out to Colva beach, barely 10 kms, away and have some fun.However, once into the seminar, we got so captivated that not only we sit till end but also came back full of inspiration. That was the first time I saw Dr Mashelkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the years, I have followed his career closely and never missed an opportunity to listen to his speeches. They are full of optimism for our country, our people. And they are not empty bubbles, mind you. They are backed by his impeccable credentials. He speaks from heart, with hard data strewn in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This man has come up literally from dust... Born on the 1st January 1943, in &lt;strong&gt;Marcel (Goa),&lt;/strong&gt; he went barefoot till SSC, worried about Rs 20/- to pay exam dues, studied under street-lights...and yet excelled in education, ranking 11th in Merit list in HSSC. After completing one of the fastest Ph D’s in chemical engineering, he gave up a promising career in UK to return to India at the behest of the then PM Indira Gandhi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He joined the prestigious &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Chemical Laboratory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in Pune, subsequently becoming its Director. Currently, he is the Director-General of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Council of Scientific &amp;amp; Industrial Research (CSIR)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which runs about 40-odd laboratories of national significance and is one of the largest chain of public sector laboratories anywhere in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dr. Mashelkar has made outstanding original contributions to polymer engineering, notably in the modeling of polymerization reactors, diffusion in polymeric media, transport studies in swelling polymers as well as non-Newtonian flows. In particular his engineering analysis of secondary flows and particle motion/deformation are considered both innovative and pragmatically important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dr. Mashelkar has been the recipient of many prestigious awards from the Government and corporate sectors from India and abroad as well. He is the 36th Indian scientist and 3rd Indian engineer to have been conferred upon the honour of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fellow of Royal Society (FRS)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a moment of immature impulsiveness, I once to wrote to Dr Mashelkar, putting forward some of my ideas and suggestions. The moment I posted it, I was horrified and wanted to take it back.About a month later, I got reply...a &lt;em&gt;handwritten&lt;/em&gt; letter from Dr Mashelkar himself ! He said he agreed with many of my views and had accepted some of the suggestions.It was a very handsome gesture on part of a technocrat who must be very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A few days ago, while searching on the internet for some info about Indian scientists, I came across the complete CV of Dr Mashelkar. It runs into about 40 pages…He has 235 research publications, 20 books and 30 patents to his credit ( as on 25-12-2005).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reading the biodata of Dr Mashelkar makes one wonder how a single man could do so many things in one life time… and it inspires us to give our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Gautam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577583961945577?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577583961945577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577583961945577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577583961945577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577583961945577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2006/03/tryst-with-dr-r-mashelkar.html' title='Tryst with Dr R A Mashelkar'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114586680174009187</id><published>2005-12-18T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T01:20:01.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  I get  up every morning, go to work....return by late evening; most of the times, late night....work for a minimum of 10 hours a day, sometimes 6 days a week. About 70-80% of my time as well as intellect is taken up by the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Who am I : an employee or a boss ? For my team members, I may the boss; but for me, the Project Manager is the boss; for him the Project Co-ordinator is the boss,  for him  the COO is the boss, for COO,  the CEO/GM/MD is the boss, and he in turn is bossed by the Chairman of the company. Even the chairman is not free to do as he wishes. He has to keep in mind the best interests of the Board of Directors, the share-holders, the investors...  So, who is the boss and who is the employee ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you ask me, we are all employees. The real boss is sitting high up there. In fact He is everywhere. Omnipresent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As we begin our career or life, we go thru a training period. We call it as childhood. Mentors guide us... we call them first the parents, and later on the teachers. They teach us the basic tips and tricks.... be it how to tie a shoe-lace or how to write an ActiveX   control or a code snippet in JavaScript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The training ends and one day you find yourself in the field.. and realize that inspite of all the guidance, when it comes to making the real decisions, you are all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  You manage to get along somehow. You already have relatives by default... that's your basic salary. Later on you add friends, colleagues.... that's your incentive. It's up to you how to invest these things for your better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you are lucky, you also find someone whom you begin to like instinctively.. you are in love... that's a raise , a salary hike for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you are really really lucky , you also get to marry him/her for life.. so you start a family, and settle down. Congratulations, you have earned a promotion !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Of course, it's not a smooth sailing always. Sometimes you lose a near &amp; dear one. You cry your heart out. Why? No need ...he/she has only been transferred from your section to another one. Perhaps his/her services are more needed there. The Boss knows what is best for you and for the overall team. Learn to trust Him.    If He is indeed pleased with you, you will find that the one whom you considered as lost , will meet you in some other form. A team-member from your section will come across as a team-leader in different section..... someone you lost as a brother may come again in your life as a great pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; There are also moments of frustration and failure. It's a memo from The Boss.. His way of indicating you that "Mister ( or Lady), you have not been upto your mark. Introspect." If you are wise enough, you introspect, and get back on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, you find yourself in real trouble.. meet with an accident or develop some illness. It is a suspension order. Depending upon ur past service-record, you may survive or perish.  If you perish, your service has been terminated.  If you survive, pat yourself on the back... you have been given an extension. Make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...and mind you, there no distinctions here as a blue-chip worker or a white-collar worker. We are all equal. If someone begins to walk a few inches above the ground, he is promptly shown his proper place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Boss is not unreasonable. At the onset of career itself He has given you the necessary tools with which you can carry out the work. Open the toolbox your mind and take an inventory. You will something you can use... it may be an ability to speak, to write, to sing, to dance, to run, to manage, to think, to lead.... even one of this is enough to build a life-time.... and most of the times you will find that you have more than one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    He has given you something ... what you give Him back depends on you. Read, Write, Sing, Dance, Administrate, Lead, Think, Communicate.... Do something...Be something. Imagination is the limit... and there are no limits to imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do your duty.... and do it with passion and dedication.. with honesty and integrity.The Boss expects nothing more from you .... and He will accept nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do not be worried . He keeps a perfect record of your deeds ... and also your misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... Give your best in everything you do... ...and leave the appraisal to The Boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There once happened to be a fellow called as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. who knew one or two things more about the universe than most of us here... and he has summed up our Boss very beautifully. ... "He may be subtle.... but He is not malicious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-G.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114586680174009187?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114586680174009187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114586680174009187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586680174009187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586680174009187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/12/boss.html' title='THE Boss'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114586264825090977</id><published>2005-11-14T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:10:48.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singularity of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, As a person dies, a lot of knowledge goes with him.... some terabytes of information... all gone, ir-retrievable for ever.     Unless one meets with a fatal accident or manages to get himself murdered, it seems one is fairly aware of his/her approaching demise. What must have been the dying thoughts of some of the greatest minds of world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     Shivaji Maharaj... Albert Einstein ... Alexander ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Just for a moment, consider yourself in place of Shivaji Maharaj, and you will be weighed down by the enormity of his thoughts... you have built up a mighty empire from zero, next generations may do justice to it or may not, that's another thing. Whatever it is, there is absolutely nothing you can do about it anymore. What must have he felt ? a feeling of helplessness ? or the satisfaction that he had done his duty on this planet and was ready to depart ? there are some passages in "Raja Shiv Chhatrapati" or "Shrimaan Yogi" about this ... but no one can tell what his real thoughts might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Albert Einstein, when he died , said something in German but there was just a nurse around, who did not understand the language. What could have he been thinking ? In a decade from 1905 to 1915, he turned the Newtonian Physics on its head almost single-handedly... Was he satisfied ? Did he ever think he might be able to crack the ultimate riddle of all.. The Grand Unified Theory, which would bring together General Relativity and Quantum Mechanics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How I wish we could know this .. that there was some way by which their thoughts could be downloaded, Just like we hastily have some imp data downloaded on a floppy/CD when the current is abt to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; In Physics there is concept of  a singularity.. the core of a black-hole contains a singularity.. the point in space-time where all the laws of physics including the General Relativity , break down.   Death is also a kind of singularity.. a place in space-time where all thoughts break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is something known as Event Horizon surrounding the black hole.. also known as the Schwarzschild Radius ( NOT the Chandrashekhar Limit... mind you ) . It is that radius inside which you are doomed to a journey into the singularity.. escape is impossible ( unless it happens to be a rotating black-hole , of course ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;      Death also creates a kind of event horizon around oneself... whatever other people say, you are unable to comprehend, whatever you want to say doesn’t reach the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, there is another kind of singularity.. the Big Bang where again physics can't predict anything. It can tell what happened even a few pico-seconds later, but not at the exact origin of space-time.  Look at a child who has not learned to talk yet. Surely there must be some thoughts passing thru his mind. what kind of thoughts ? what he/she must be thinking,  looking at all those unfamiliar objects ?   Isn't this something similar to singularity at the Big Bang ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So many other parallels can be drawn, but let me stop here... else some of you may be forced to put me to some singular treatment, ha ha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;G.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114586264825090977?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114586264825090977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114586264825090977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586264825090977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586264825090977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/11/singularity-of-thoughts.html' title='The Singularity of Thoughts'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114588625091177128</id><published>2005-10-18T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T06:44:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs &amp; Melodies : Ghazals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Jagjit Singh is considered by some as the best ghazal singer India has produced. I am no authority to judge upon the veracity of this claim, but I would like to say that some of the best ghazals have been sung by other singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohd Rafi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you heard….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Koi Sagar Dil ko Behelata Nahi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bekhudi mein dilko karaar aata nahi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....Excellent lyrics, Excellent composition and so beautifully sung by Mohd Rafi. Sigh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muddat Huyi Hai Yaar Ko Mehemaan Kiye Huye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ji dhoonDta hai fir wohi fursat ke raat din..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dard Minnat Kasme…….Kucch to paDhiye ke log kehte hain...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghazab Kiya Tere Wade pe Aitbaar Kiya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unfortunately I am unable to make out the meaning of some high-funda Urdu words in these, but none-the-less, the overall mood can be easily picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kitni raahat hai dil toot jaane ke baad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zindagi se mile maut aane ke baad....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This looks so senti, but it does give a positive perspective abt lost past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then there is one from the film &lt;strong&gt;Ghazal&lt;/strong&gt; itself…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rang Aur Noor Ki Baraat Kisse Pesh Karu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye muraadon hasin raat kisse pesh karu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It becomes a bit high-pitched for my taste. I prefer the one in Lata's ethereal voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nagma-o-sher ki saugat kisse pesh karun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye chhalakte huye jazbaat kisse Pesh karun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talat Mehmood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I discovered this singer very recently and  have only a dozen or so of his songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sham-e-gam ki kasam &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or  &lt;em&gt; mera karaar le ja &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or  &lt;em&gt;tasveer banaata hu  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or &lt;em&gt;ae dil muze aisi jagah le chal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or &lt;em&gt;main teri nazar ka suroor hu... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they are so supperb, I could listen to them forever. Talat had a wobble to his voice, which made his voice as unique as the nasal baritone of Mukesh, and especially suitable for ghazal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In aakhon ki masti ke...&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;Umraao Jaan&lt;/strong&gt; is an universal favourite.But have you heard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye kya jagah hai doston&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye kaun sa dayaar hai...&lt;/em&gt;from the same movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I especially love the lines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tamaam umra ka hisaab maangti hai zindagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ye mera dil kahe to kya ye khudpe sharmsaar hai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bula raha kaun muze chilmano ke us taraf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kya mere liye bhi koi udaas beqraar hai ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some more of my favourites....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ae Dil-E-Nadan : Razia Sultana &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hai Isi Mein Pyaar Ki Aabaru : Adalat  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ranjish Hi Sahi Dil Hi Dukhane ke liye aa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaane kya haal ho is kadar tu aaye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muddatein Beet Gayi Tum Nahi Aaye Ab Tak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jagjit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kal Chaudavin Ki Raat Thi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tum Itna Jo Muskura Rahe Ho : Arth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoshwalon Ko Khabar Kya : Sarfarosh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tumko Dekha To Yeh Khyal Aaya: Saath Saath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karoge Yaad To : Bhupinder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too Is Tarah Se : Hemlata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaina Muzse Meri Pehli Se Soorat Maange : Daddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huzur Is Kadar Bhi Na : Masoom - Suresh Wadkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can anyone explain to me what exactly are the benchmarks for a song to be classified as a ghazal? How does it differ from an ordinary film song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gautam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114588625091177128?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114588625091177128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114588625091177128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114588625091177128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114588625091177128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/10/songs-melodies-ghazals.html' title='Songs &amp; Melodies : Ghazals'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577505883866763</id><published>2005-08-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:50:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Reviews : Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Grid &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Philip Kerr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually, this was the first novel I read, way back in 1998.  Till date, it remains one of my top-favourites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a terrific novel. It is based on a supercomputer by name Abraham which controls a hi-tech building. A virus makes Abraham think that it is playing a game with the inmates of the building and the aim is to kill all the opponents. A team of 8 people is trapped inside the building , and one by one the supercomputer begins to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have you read &lt;strong&gt;"2001: A Space Odyssey "&lt;/strong&gt; by Arthur C Clarke?  It deals with a similar scenario: a powerful supercomputer HAL 9000 trying to terminate the lives of  astronauts in the spaceship Discovery. In fact there is a triology… &lt;strong&gt;“2001 : A Space Odyssey,” “ The Second Odyssey” and “3000 : The Final Odyssey”&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs of Distant Earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- Arthur C Clarke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Del-Rey/Random Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is a science-fiction novel, one of the best I have read so far. It envisages a scenario in which our sun goes supernova explosion and mankind is forced to flee the solar system and inhabitate distant planets.The book encompasses huge scales of both space &amp; time. it also covers a numbersubjects, ranging from astrophysics, exobiology, philosophy, and sociology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golden Ball &amp; Other Stories &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Agatha Christie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, this lady is known as the Queen of Mystery, and rightly so!! But she has also written splendidly in other genres as well.&lt;br /&gt;This book is a collection of a number of such stories, 15 in number and all short ones. They range from bizarre, to funny, to romantic, to humorous... and a couple are outright horrifying!&lt;br /&gt;Each story is captivating till the end...still, as my peronal favourite, I would choose “&lt;strong&gt;Magnolia Blossom".&lt;/strong&gt; Ah! Here is a story which I have really appreciated for its wonderful portrayal of how differently a woman and a man think. If you do not have time to read the entire book, read at least this one story... and let me know how you felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577505883866763?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577505883866763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577505883866763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577505883866763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577505883866763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/08/book-reviews-fiction.html' title='Book Reviews : Fiction'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577480216816062</id><published>2005-07-17T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:46:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaders &amp; Administrators</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I feel that there are two types of managers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Leaders and Administrators.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leaders&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are essentially dreamers. A leader sets seemingly impossible targets and then inspires his followers to achieve them. A leader uses unconventional means to solve problems. He goes more by the instinct/intuition/gut-feeling than logic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He/she is not much worried about the details. He just provides the outline, the framework on which others act on. People do not just respect the leader, they love him as a person...Indeed they follow him in first place because of his character rather than his intelligence. A leader is more accessible to the people but he is not dependent on them. He is always in the lime-light and knows how to make use of it to achieve his end. Most of the times a leader has no authority in a legal sense, and yet they exert power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   I consider Mahatma Gandhi is one person who fits this description quite perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Administrators&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the ones who convert dreams into the reality. An administrator is more close to the task at hand rather than the person who is doing it... and yet he is dependent on that person. He is logical, methodical and goes more by the rules. He/she is the one who fills in the crucial details in a rough draft to make it a concrete plan. His authority comes from the position he/she occupies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     Of course, sometimes we find a combination of a visionary Leader and a realistic Administrator rolled into one. The first example that springs to mind is Chhatrapati Shivaji. He saw a dream to build up an empire and also had the administrative capability to put it in order once it was achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Today if you look around, almost everywhere you find 'leaders' - most of them self-proclaimed. I think what India needs today are some efficient administrators, people who will work at the background to get things moving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577480216816062?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577480216816062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577480216816062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577480216816062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577480216816062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/07/leaders-administrators.html' title='Leaders &amp; Administrators'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577458169573327</id><published>2005-07-08T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:43:01.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Reviews : Biographies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chandrashekhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Madhuri Shanbhag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raajhans Publication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book gives a detail insight into the life and work of Dr Subramanian Chandrasekhar, Nobel laureate in Physics (1983). Reading it makes oneself feel inspired and motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Frankly, I had a feeling of anger against this man, since he opted for American citizenship. But as he himself said, ''For one thing, I couldn't have done this kind of work in India; the environment, the facilities just didn't exist then...and secondly, I feel that Science goes beyond the limits of nations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am glad I read this book; it cleared up my grudge and also made me aware of different facets of his personality. We know him only for the work he did on black holes. Apart from it, he has written well-researched books on variety of subjects ranging from Beethoven (Music), Shakespeare (Literature) to Isaac Newton (Science).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of his remarks made me wince a bit ..." It is very difficult for someone to work in India... other people are busy putting you down."I wonder, have the conditions changed for the better during last 50 years? I hope they have.&lt;br /&gt;Other books which I would like to recommend in this context are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Chandrasekhar and His Limit: G Venkatraman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A bit technical ...but nevertheless can be easily understood by any science graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Frozen Star: George Greenstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is an entire chapter dedicated to the work of Dr Chandrasekhar and his clash with Arthur Eddington. It makes a thrilling read !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alfred Hitchcock : The Man Who Knew Too Much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Yashwant Ranjankar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raajhans Prakaashan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't get fooled by the name; the book is in Marathi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have seen about half a dozen movies by Hitchcock, most favourite being "Psycho". Undoubtedly he was a genius in his field. During his career spanning almost five decades, he directed 65 movies and was rightfully entitled as the "Master of Suspense".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book gives an insight into the making of the Hitchcock as the man as well as the director. We get to read the labour that went into making his movies, anecdotes and moments of fame and despair.Good printing quality and more than 75 photos make the book a pleasure to read.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Alive &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Kittie Felix Hart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many ppl who seem to hero-worship Adolf Hitler.  For these , I would recommend this book.&lt;br /&gt;It is autobiography of a Jew girl who, along with her family, was captured by  Gestapo, the German secret police, and sent to concentration camp named as Auschwitz.&lt;br /&gt;By the time allied forces freed them three years later, her father and brother had perished, but Kittie and her mother had survived due to sheer determination.&lt;br /&gt;In the book, she recounts the horrifying details of the life at the concentration camp…. the torture, the inhuman medical experiments, the gas-chambers, everything. It sends chills down the spine when you read it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shubhra Kaahi JeevGheNe [Marathi ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ambarish Mishr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raajhans Prakaashan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book outlines the lives of maestros like Shobha Gurtu, Begum Akhtar, Saadat Hasan Munto,O.P. Nayyar, Sajjad Hussein &amp; Pankaj Mallik. Of these, I especially liked the matter on O.P. and Sajjad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Here are some other books in this category, which I have read over past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Phule Vechitaa : Lata Mangeshkar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was admittedly a surprise to see a book written by the Nightingale herself. It is a collection of various articles she has written from time to time. The nature is more of personal reflections and memories rather than any analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Saptak :Dr Mohini Varde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  This book is about the Mangeshkar family which gave seven 'sur' to Indian music : Dinanath Mageshkar, Maai Mangeshkar and their five children Lata, Asha, Usha, Meena and Hridaynath.   It details musical background of each one of these and discuses many beautiful songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3. Noorjehan te Lata : Isaak Mujaawar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This one attempts to compare two female playback singers par-excellence, Noorjehan and Lata, with emphasis on their styles, strengths and finer details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Gaaye Chalaa Ja , Yaadon Ki Baarat : Shirish KaNekar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Written in the famous "KaNekari" style of his, The books make a great reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Lata Mangeshkar - A Biography: Raju Bharatan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The only ''proper'' biography, I would say. Here you will find a chronological sketch of Lata-ji's rise as India's prominent singer, as well as a thorough analysis of her important songs, her strengths and , yes, her short-comings, too. A book really worth reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; -Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577458169573327?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577458169573327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577458169573327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577458169573327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577458169573327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/07/book-reviews-biographies.html' title='Book Reviews : Biographies'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577415031052838</id><published>2005-07-04T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:35:50.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought on Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What exactly are thoughts ? Do they have a mass ? If two brains are taken , both of equal physical dimensions (such as mass, size, structure, etc ) , but one among them that of a genius (like Einstein) , and other one that of a ignorant fool ( like me , ha !), then based on knowledge in them , will there be a difference in their weights ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or are thoughts just a stream of energy ? But what happens to this energy when we "forget" something ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If thoughts have mass, then they can be 'captured' and 'stored' and 'transferred' like any physical object , isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Astrophysicists capture spectrum of distant stars, from which they determine a whole range of things: the distance, size, age, temperature, the constituent elements, etc.Spectrum of a Red Giant is markedly different from that of a White Dwarf. A mere glance would tell an observer what type of star it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From what I have read, the neuro-transmitters in our brain pass signals in short bursts of electrical impulses. The PET, CAT scans make use of these impulses to detect abnormalities in brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is safe to assume that when we think, our 'thoughts' also create a train of electrical impulses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surely these electrical impulses must be forming a pattern (a very complex one, of course), which must vary from person to person, just like the spectrum of the stars of different categories.So, Einstein's ''brain-spectrum'' must be highly different from that of a dumb fellow (...like me!! ). By carrying out experiments on a large sample, we can convert this data into a set of standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you know, the concepts of IQ, EQ are highly subjective ones. Is it possible that we will be able to measure intelligence in quantitative terms, the way we measure our weight or height?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While reading Asimov's "Nemesis", I had another idea...If we have a tiny electric field inside our brain, surely there must be a magnetic field associated with it too. So we have a 'sphere' of electro-magnetic radiation, however weak and complex it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have Geiger Counters that detect presence of nuclear radiation; we have photo-diodes which detect the presence (or absence) of light waves, antennae that detect the presence of radio waves...Physicists have built devices to detect the presence of gravity-waves or gravitons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can we build some device which will detect the 'presence' of intelligence?..The "Neuro-Detector"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577415031052838?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577415031052838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577415031052838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577415031052838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577415031052838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/07/thought-on-thoughts.html' title='A Thought on Thoughts'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114586207383834856</id><published>2005-06-18T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:01:13.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are We Looking At ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Night, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking back to my rooms. There was a family walking a few paces ahead of me: husband, wife and their five-yr old son walking in between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road ahead was a straight one. It was a clear night. A full moon had risen just above the horizon. It was a beautiful sight... and I was looking at it mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid too must have seen it, because he exclaimed," Baba to bagha chaandoba !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father murmured something, but the mother shouted,'' arre neeT khaali baghun chaal.... dhaDpaDshil naahitarr !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. was that the kid never once looked up at the sky till they reached their apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit sorry for the kid, and a bit angry towards the lady. No doubt her reprimand had come out of concern for her child. but in doing so, she had prevented him from savouring one of the beautiful sights in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would have happened at most, the boy might have stumbled on to something and might have had a fall. But parents were there to take are of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking Metaphorically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... when we are looking at only at the obstacles in our path, we often lose sight of our true goal.&lt;br /&gt;But if we are focused on our goals, there is God with us to care our care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114586207383834856?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114586207383834856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114586207383834856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586207383834856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114586207383834856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-are-we-looking-at.html' title='What Are We Looking At ?'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577390549760630</id><published>2005-06-11T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:31:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen ki Duniya mein pehla kadam !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, my shift from living as a PG to an independent residence has introduced me to an area with which I had not bothered to familiarize myself so far.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Swayampaak-ghar ... rasoi ... kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Being an Industrial Chemist, I set out with the air of a lab-student about to do an experiment.... setting up the apparatus , preparing the basic ingredients, following procedure step by step, and finally testing the product to confirm whether it turned out to be the one which was originally intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For first couple of days, I brushed up the basics... making tea and coffee, and fixing up an occasional limbu-sarbat.     Next I moved on to the advanced topic... the meal. After a lot of trial n errors, I succeeded in preparing what I consider a minimal diet for me... varaN- bhaat, baTaTa bhaaji, paapaD, loNche and koshimbir. I can survive on this for years together. (paapaD &amp; loNche are imported straight from Goa. I have not yet reconciled with their Puneri versions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;      Earlier I had great doubts whether I would survive these experiments, or indeed whether I ought to bother myself in cooking rather than ordering a tiffin. But now, my attitude has changed !! In fact, I have  begun to enjoy cooking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even simple things like the boiling of water, or the gradual forming of cream (saay) over hot milk, or the variation in the sounds of cooker as the steam cools down, is real interesting to note, if one only cares to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our Organic Chemistry professor, Dr Mallik once remarked to girls during an experiment, " Do not be scared of  lab work... after all, your  kitchen is nothing but a laboratory where you carry out complex organic reactions on a daily basis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;        In my case, it's been the other way round... chemistry background has paved the way for an enjoyable time in kitchen... the only difference being that, I find giving foDNee a tougher task than carrying out nitration of sulphuric acid.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is a Chemist's approach to preparing a simple dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*****************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aim: &lt;/strong&gt;To prepare KhichDee - E- Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparatus:&lt;/strong&gt; kaDhaee (reactor vessel), a big spatula, a pair of tongues, Burner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Materials:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rice, Daal, Mirchee, Potato, Tomato, Onion, Oil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chemicals:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sodium Chloride (crystalline or amorphous), Liquefied H2O, Source of LPG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Procedure:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Mix Rice &amp; Daal in the ratio 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Wash the above mixture with liquefied H2O. Remove any suspended impurities .Drain off the excess liquid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Cut Mirchee, Potato, kothimbir, Tomato &amp;amp; Onion into small pieces.&lt;br /&gt;4. FoDNee:     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    a&gt; Keep reactor vessel on the burner. Switch on the source of Liquefied Natural Gas.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    b&gt; Add a small quantity of oil.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    c&gt; Until it boils, make a mixture of Jirre + Mohri + HaLad + Hing.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   d&gt; Add the above mixture to the reactor vessel as soon as oil begins to boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Immediately add the mixture of Rice and Daal and also the cut pieces of mirchee, etc. to the reactor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Hold reactor steady with a pair of tongues( pakkaD) and stir vigorously the contents with help of spatula for 60 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Add a cup of liquefied H20 and a pinch of Sodium Chloride to the reactor vessel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Stir again for about 120 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Allow the mixture to heat on medium to strong flame for about 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. After the product is formed (indicated by spicy odour and fluffy nature of rice grains), the reaction is said to have reached the end-point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caution : USE ONLY A COMPLETELY DRY REACTOR VESSEL. PRESENCE OF DIHYROGEN MONOXIDE (H20) LEADS TO VIGOROUS INTERACTION WITH HOT OIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Precautions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. FoDNee is an exothermic process, accompanied by audio-visual effects. Keep children away from premises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Do not forget to switch off the source of burner flame after reaction terminates. Failure to do so may prove hazardous to life and property.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Quality- assurance tests must be carried out before the product is sent for consumption by humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577390549760630?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577390549760630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577390549760630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577390549760630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577390549760630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/06/kitchen-ki-duniya-mein-pehla-kadam.html' title='Kitchen ki Duniya mein pehla kadam !!'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577355920551107</id><published>2005-06-03T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:25:59.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Reviews : Non Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krushna-Vivar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohan Apte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rajhans Prakaashan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It explains the concept of black-holes in a great detail. Anyone who has done his/her 12th science and has read a bit about these stellar objects will not have any difficulty in grasping the concepts. Marathi needs more such books which give in-depth information without being too hard to language.&lt;br /&gt;Some other books ( in English ) which I would very strongly recommend on blackholes are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. "Frozen Star" :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; George Greenstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is an excellently beautiful book, which explains all ideas right from novas, supernovas, neutron-stars, pulsars, black-holes, worm-holes.. A very, very, very good book...in fact I have a personal copy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2."Mathematical Theory of Black Holes ": &lt;/strong&gt;S. Chandrasekhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have glanced thru this ... It is very hi-funda, with loads of math equations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3."Collapsing Universe": &lt;/strong&gt;Isaac Asimov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Written in his impeccable style, the book makes an enchanting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. A Brief History of Time:&lt;/strong&gt; Stephen Hawking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Although not exclusively about black-holes, it is easy to understand. the entire book contains just one equation: E= mc^2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Seven Wonders of Cosmos: &lt;/strong&gt;Jayant Narlikar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A bit mathematically-loaded, it discusses some of the most exotic phenomena in outer space such as black-holes and quasars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  The 9/11 Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Thomas H. Kean &amp; Lee H Hamilton&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;St Martins Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It gives a complete report of the circumstances surrounding the terrorist attacks on WTC.  It is supplemented with analysis and reporting by the New York Times .     The language is matter-of-fact, clinical and without any added drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I came across this book and felt vindicated, since it provides a solid factual support for something I have been thinking all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   Samagra Maate Narmade [Marathi]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  - Dr Dattaprasad Dabholkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This book gives an exhaustive account of the 'struggle' for Narmada Bachao Andolan... the socio-political as well as historical and geological background, the cause and effect and how it was lead by Medha Patkar, Sundarlal Bahuguna and other social activists, including Arundhati Roy.   After reading the book one can't help but be dismayed by how a well-meant campaign has been lead astray by few people who are not ready to push up their ideological 'burkhaas' and look at the practical aspects without getting emotionally charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While in college, a debate broke out on this issue. Myself and another boy Sanath Barve were the only two who had taken a stand against Narmada Bachao Andolan. Rest of the entire class had rallied against us, crying hoarse in name of people dis-located from their homes and environmental hazards resulting due to such big projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am not saying that projects should be set up at the cost of lives and property of innocent people. Indeed they ought to get more than sufficient re-imbursement for their troubles... but when the activists say that NO TO BIG DAMS, NO TO ATOMIC POWER STATIONS,.... well, someone like me begins to have serious doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As mentioned in the book, Supreme Court of India, while rejecting the appeal of Narmada Bachao Samiti, remarked, "It was not a public interest litigation, but a publicity interest litigation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As a person I have much respect for the social activists mentioned here.. Medha-ji, Sundarlal-ji, also our own Anna Hazaare-ji. These people are gold in themselves... but when they allow willy politicians to make use of them... well, that's when things begin to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baaraala Dahaa Kami [ Marathi ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( Ten Minutes to Twelve O'clock)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Padmaja Phatak, Madhav Nerurkar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rajhans Publications&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book gives a detailed sketch of efforts leading to developement of the atombomb ( the Manhattan Project) as well as the developement of the hydrogen bomb (code-named the "Super").It discusses in detail the life-histories of the leading scientists like Robert Oppenheimer, Edward Taylor, John von Neumann, Leo Szilard, Enrico Fermi, Hans Beta,Otto Hann, Enrico Fermi and scores of others, whose contribution in these two projects  has been rather unknown to the general public.It's a wonderful book, one of the most well-researched in Marathi (at least in my humble opinion ) and a must-have for every well-equipped library.Do read it...Apart from imparting scientific &amp; historical knowledge, it also makes us aware of our conscience and our collective responsibilty towards the humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is another book, &lt;strong&gt;"Brighter Than a Thousand Suns"&lt;/strong&gt; By &lt;strong&gt;Robert Yung&lt;/strong&gt;, on the same subject. I have not read it, but just gone thru and found it equally interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ManWatching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auhtor : Desmond Morris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publication: Triad Grafton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category : Anthropology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The book is about human actions, how actions become gestures, and how gestures transmit non-verbal messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It describes a whole range of our day-to day actions, gestures, movements, signs &amp; signals-- most of which we perform sub-consciously. He explains how people from different communities behave in public and in private, and also analyzes the fundamental patterns which govern typical actions-reactions. Packed with almost a hundred diagrams, sketches and photographs, the book makes us aware of the fact that as a species we may have advanced technologically, but we have not yet entirely shed our 'animal' traits of being bodily active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After reading this book, a big change has come over me. Now whenever I meet a person, my attention gets focused on firmness and duration of the shake-hand, the way he is folding his hands, distance between his legs, body tension, inclination of his head, the number of times he scratches his head or touches his nose, whether he gives a hearty laughter or a political smile, and such bizarre details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So if anyone among you happens to meet me (I very much doubt this), don't feel uneasy. I am just putting the theory into practice, ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is a book on the probability theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Matter of Chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- K. D. Pawte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publication of Information Directorate, C.S.I.R.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Probability theory has wide-spread applications in almost all spheres of human endeavor. Pure Science, Technology, Industries, Military, Management and HR.... all fields make extensive use of a number of mathematical techniques and models to achieve optimum efficiency.It is also has ample significance in our day-to-day life, esp in sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book gives an introductory approach to various concepts in this expanding field. It begins with basic definitions such as sample point/space, chance, reliability, relative frequency, randomness, events, permutations &amp; combinations, operational curve, tree diagrams,....etc.; moving on to advanced concepts such as conditional probability, Bernoulli Trials, Pascal Distribution, Binomial distribution, Poisson distribution, Gaussian distribution, Markov Process, and so on. Next come thevarious applications of the probability theory, such as applications in Newtonian Physics, Sensitivity studies,MTBF, MTTF, PERT, Queuing theory, and Operations Research. The last part is devoted to applications in cutting-edge fields such as Genetics and Quantum Theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Although the book does require some background in mathematics and statistics, with a little effort any one can make the subject matter easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Marathi translation of this book is also available and is as good as the original one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sambhav- Asambhav&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translated byDr Pramod Joglekar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mehta Publishing House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aswastha dashakaachi Diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Avinash Dharmadhikaari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Mehta Publishing House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It details musings and wonderings.. his hopes and aspirations about India. The book makes a thoughtful reading, it make you pause and think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is abt gritty common man and dirty politicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abt failed policies and wrong decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abt burning Punjab and explosive NEFA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The book is abt the REAL INDIA and it sends shivers down the spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you haven't read this, grab it at the earliest.I had known Dharmadhikari-ji as able IAS officer, PA to CM, and of late as founder of Chanakya Mandal. after reading his books, you come know a different facet of the man.You may also read &lt;strong&gt;"1,Vijaypath"&lt;/strong&gt; by the same author. It is a must-read for every civil service aspirant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aisi Prameye Rasike ( Marathi)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ravindra Bapat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rajhans Publications&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is an informative as well as intersting book about Math. it discusses almost all significant branches of modern mathematics and is full of puzzles, games and problems. Those who find math interesting are sure to like this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; - Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577355920551107?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577355920551107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577355920551107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577355920551107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577355920551107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/06/book-reviews-non-fiction.html' title='Book Reviews : Non Fiction'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577275614220460</id><published>2005-05-28T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:12:36.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Reviews :Business Biographies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Well, It is natural to be curious about those extra-ordinary people who manage not just tens or hundreds but literally thousands of people all over the world. Over last four months, I have specifically devoted some time to reading biographies of these people. Here are some which I would recommend strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1. My Years With General Motors  :Alfred P Sloan  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  I read this one, because Bill Gates recommended it… and rightly so! This book is all about turning a medium-sized company into a global conglomerate... and crushing competition on the way. Even though it dates back to pre-computing days, the ideas and experiences are equally useful even today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Iacocca- An Autobiography : Lee Iacocca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  This guy was fired from post of Vice-President by Henry Ford. He took up the reins of the bankrupt Chrysler Corp and brought it back on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Odyssey- From Pepsi to Apple : John Sculley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  He handled to extremely diverse companies with equal success, PepsiCo and Apple Computers. You get the feel of what intense competition in US industry means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Made In Japan : Akio Morita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     It gives a deep insight into the business logic of the Japanese people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Jack - Straight from the Guts : Jack Welch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Though an auto-biography, it is entirely focussed on the author's experience as Chairman &amp; CEO of General Electric for 20 years. Written in an unconventionally down-to-earth language, the book imparts some useful management lessons. As Welch says, there's only way... manage 10 people as best as you can, and inspire them to manage 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Business Maharajas / Business Legends :Gita Piramal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Both these books are particularly recommended because they discuss the lives of almost all the major Indian industrialists, such as Tatas, Birlas, Ambanis, Godrej, Walchand, Mafatlals and others. Marathi translations of both books are also available and are equally good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Board Room :  Achyut Godbole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    This is the only business-biography in Marathi that I have come across. It gives brief life-histories of almost all international biz leaders, right from Rockefellers and Fords To Gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.  Creation of Wealth- The Tata Story: Russi Lala &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    This excellent book details the rise of the Tatas, right from Jamshedji Nasarwanji Tata to Ratan Tata. It focuses on the chronological buil-up of the Tata biz empire, various companies &amp; institutions founded and the working styles of various chairmen. The book compels one to appreciate the legacy of Tatas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.  JRD - Mee Paahilele [ Marathi ] :   By D R Pendse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Mr Pendse was chief economist to JRD and his book gives an insight into the life of a legend. Marathi language needs more books of such kind. We are so fascinated by success- stories of West, that we tend to be-little or completely ignore the giants among Indians.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am looking forward to autobiography or a biography of N R Narayan Murthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then there are two more books, which are not biographies, but are written by two of most successful entrepreneurs of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1. Business @ Speed of Thought : Bill Gates   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   It describes what Gates calls a digital nervous system, by giving examples of how a number of organizations, such as Marriott, Boeing, Dell, etc. have made successful use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2. Only The Paranoid Survive :  Andy Grove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  It sums up my own philosophy very succinctly.... only those who are always worried about competition overtaking yourself are in a better position to tackle it successfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; - Gautam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577275614220460?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577275614220460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577275614220460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577275614220460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577275614220460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/05/book-reviews-business-biographies.html' title='Book Reviews :Business Biographies'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577236916545174</id><published>2005-05-25T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:06:09.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Manners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well,      Pals, we all talk abt table manners, party manners, dressing manners, this manners , that manners. But what we need to cultivate the most is some hospital manners. Here, I have put together some points from the experience that I have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you are not directly related to the patient, either thru family or thru office, do not visit him/her at hospital. You can always pay a visit when he/she is discharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; If are a close family member, do not hesitate to ask abt financial matters. Your help might not be needed, but allow them to make the decision. Don't make their minds urself. With the costs of hospitalization today, I think it doesn’t hurt to have some extra money close-by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I see no reason why one should take kids to the hospital… and infants ? oh God !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is customary to take along fruits, or biscuits etc. It's a good practice. but I would suggest this : If you are visiting in morning, how abt taking a newspaper along ? and if you are visiting in evening, a magazine like "India Today" would be the right choice. I observed that a patient just doesn’t know what to do with the empty time on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you have any objections regarding treatment, never voice them in patient's presence. You can talk with relatives outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A hospital is not a place to flaunt ur medical expertise, unless you happen to be a doctor… and even if you are one, I think it would be better practice to talk with the patient's doc rather than with the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We say we must keep the patient happy, make him/her smile as much as we can, etc.Yes, agreed. But some people just overdo it. The very fact that someone is hospitalized means something is wrong. I don't think that cracking jokes, roaring laughter, slapping each other on the back, showing camaraderie is a proper thing to do in a hospital. There might be other people around with serious problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, this what I can think of off-hand. I would be glad if you could add to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gautam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577236916545174?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577236916545174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577236916545174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577236916545174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577236916545174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/05/hospital-manners.html' title='Hospital Manners'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114585836694161550</id><published>2005-05-13T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:59:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaand Fir Niklaa ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, a couple of days back; I just couldn't get myself to sleep. So I took a chair and went out on the terrace. It was pournima and the moon was shining with its full splendour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking at it, a thought came into my mind...We see only the same side of the moon, right? Then this moon must be the same sight which Shivaji Maharaj must have seen, so would have Einstein, Napoleon, Vivekanand,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The same moon will be visible to Bill Gates and Lata Mangeshkar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;…..and this is the same moon which Jayant must have seen during his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;... and this must be the same moon which will be visible from 'her' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All these people might be away from me in space and time, but there is one thing which makes some kind of connection between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gautam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114585836694161550?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114585836694161550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114585836694161550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114585836694161550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114585836694161550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/05/chaand-fir-niklaa.html' title='Chaand Fir Niklaa ...'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114585821972144817</id><published>2005-04-05T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:56:59.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Load-shedding: A Positive Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, as people from Pune and Maharashtra are well aware, the load-shedding is being implemented with full force in the state. Initially for me it was a frustrating experience, not being able to do a damn thing.   But of late, I am discovering the positive side of it. Here are a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;   * I am back to old-fashioned writing --writing with help of a pen &amp; paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   * I have visited most of famous landmarks in and around Pune : the Kaatraj snake-park, the Shinde Chchatri, Sinhgad fort, Saaras Baug, Kelkar Museum, Parvati , the famous trio of  Vaishali-Rupaali-Waadeshwar, Baal-Gandharwa Rang Mandir and many other places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; * I have developed laziness into a fine art. After all, it requires much skill and patience not to do anything at all for hours together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; * I have taken to solving puzzles, and cross-words, and found that I am quite good at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; * I usually work/read/compute/write late into night, often upto to 2:00 am. So a nap in daytime during  load-shedding doesn’t do much harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; *  I have discovered that it is not a bad thing to talk to neighbours, esp when they are young and cute-looking. Hey,dont look at me like that .... didn't Christ appeal to us ," Love Thy Neighbour" ?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; * I am a voracious reader, so I can always turn to books when there is nothing else to do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this doesn’t mean that I wish load-shedding to continue forever. On contrary, I hold that un-interrupted power is a hallmark of a developed nation and a right of every citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gautam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114585821972144817?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114585821972144817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114585821972144817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114585821972144817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114585821972144817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2005/04/load-shedding-positive-side.html' title='Load-shedding: A Positive Side'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26640176.post-114577135369288585</id><published>2004-12-28T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:49:13.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Human Behaviour be Predicted ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, The general perception is that it isn't possible to predict human thoughts and actions in mathematical terms.  I beg to disagree. I think that we will indeed have a mathematical theory which will describe human behaviour.  I got this idea from chemical kinetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the turn of 20th century, the motion of gas molecules was considered to be too random to be formularized.  But work done by some great guys like van't Hoff, Arrehnius, van der Waal,  Boltzmann , and of course, the omni-present Einstein, helped to formulate what is today known as the Gas Laws.  The Gas Laws do not tell what a particular molecule will do at a particular instant. they only tell us about the average pattern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Similarly, a mathematical theory of human behaviour doesn’t mean that we will be able to  predict whether the girl to whom you proposed will say 'yes', or  'no'.(......though I hope it does , ha !).  You might object that we can talk about equations only of in-animate entities such as molecules, but not in case of humans, coz we have a  mind of our own. But you will observe that experiences that we feel unique to ourselves are somewhat common. Moreover, our reactions to a  particular situation are also quiet predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In fact, a part of such a theory is already into existence. It is called as  " Game Theory", pioneered by John von Neumann, and further developed by John Forbes Nash. I happened to read an elementary book on this subject, and  found it quite exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It might take a decade for  a complete theory of human behaviour, or it may even take a century, but am sure it will come eventually.  I only hope that some Indian does it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Gautam. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26640176-114577135369288585?l=gautamgs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/feeds/114577135369288585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26640176&amp;postID=114577135369288585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577135369288585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26640176/posts/default/114577135369288585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gautamgs.blogspot.com/2004/12/can-human-behaviour-be-predicted.html' title='Can Human Behaviour be Predicted ?'/><author><name>-GS.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735133924031365979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6825/2790/1600/G1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
