1. Philosophy of scoring systems in competitions
2. MATLAB code to solve an equation
3. Wiki page on OCD
4. Who should stand for secretary
5. I need to put a treat, but is it worth spending the cash?
6. Pending reimbursements and a large bundle of cash in my bag
7. Having a bath with hot water.
8. Scoring full marks in Quiz 1.
9. Confronting my BTP professor.
10. Why was my hand at rummy so bad today?
11. Stomach ache (thats not on my mind..i am experiencing it right now)
12. Why cant I die in some bomb blast
13. Do I have the guts to commit suicide? Is it the most logical thing to do?
14. Will going to Tirupathi improve life for me?
15. I should ditch my job and apply for PhD at IISc.
16. Why the hell am I doing all this on Valentine's day instead of going out for a good dinner?
17. Who the hell will I go out with? will i, ever?
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Reason to be
You're the reason I wake up
at the early hour of the day,
to see if everything is set
perfectly your way.
You're the reason I smile
though sadness lies deep,
sweet conversations with you
are the joys that I keep.
You're the reason I laugh
though sorrow brings only tears,
you make me forget all
my worries and my fears.
You're the reason I dream,
to be with you all day,
moments of happiness and joy
I will carry all the way.
You're the reason my heart
beats faster or takes a dive,
you're the reason I live
and am still alive.
at the early hour of the day,
to see if everything is set
perfectly your way.
You're the reason I smile
though sadness lies deep,
sweet conversations with you
are the joys that I keep.
You're the reason I laugh
though sorrow brings only tears,
you make me forget all
my worries and my fears.
You're the reason I dream,
to be with you all day,
moments of happiness and joy
I will carry all the way.
You're the reason my heart
beats faster or takes a dive,
you're the reason I live
and am still alive.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Looking for a job
Few days after placements, life is quite different.
Prior to placements, I remember myself sleeping no more then four hours a day. Watched not more than three movies in the entire semester, and did not play a single computer game. It was all about books and code, and being busy 24X7.
Well, now life is quite different. Placement is done. (It is a story in itself, which i might post in some other blogpost.) Project reviews are done. Right now, I am "putting peace". I have started gaming, and crashing not less than eight hours a day. Walking all the way to tiffanys for breakfast, not cribbing about spending time in the queues, and farting in Gurunath and Basera. For the first time, I am liking long queues as they are good for killing time. :P
I am trying hard to excel at this game called DotA. And after 10 hours of "practice" all I have managed to get at the end of a game is 3 kills and 8 deaths. :( But still, DotA rocks!!
Now I am looking for somethng interesting to do. Searching for good blogs that are updated, scavenging my shelf for some book (ya, I found an unread sydney sheldon there, yayy!!), and trying to generate the enthu to write something.
Sooooo jobless! A "first time" feeling.
Prior to placements, I remember myself sleeping no more then four hours a day. Watched not more than three movies in the entire semester, and did not play a single computer game. It was all about books and code, and being busy 24X7.
Well, now life is quite different. Placement is done. (It is a story in itself, which i might post in some other blogpost.) Project reviews are done. Right now, I am "putting peace". I have started gaming, and crashing not less than eight hours a day. Walking all the way to tiffanys for breakfast, not cribbing about spending time in the queues, and farting in Gurunath and Basera. For the first time, I am liking long queues as they are good for killing time. :P
I am trying hard to excel at this game called DotA. And after 10 hours of "practice" all I have managed to get at the end of a game is 3 kills and 8 deaths. :( But still, DotA rocks!!
Now I am looking for somethng interesting to do. Searching for good blogs that are updated, scavenging my shelf for some book (ya, I found an unread sydney sheldon there, yayy!!), and trying to generate the enthu to write something.
Sooooo jobless! A "first time" feeling.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus
This isnt a well written post, but I wasnt in a mindset to write a well written post; so here it is, as it is.
Well, the first thing to note is that you dont need any of those exotic substances to get high. The excitement around can very well get you there. And once you are on the top of the roof, you dont know what you are doing.
The evening was all going on well, until I get involved in the big mess. Firstly, you should realize that its better to mind your own business than get high on the excitement and do things that you will repent later on. Paining the hell out of a friend is quite common, but thinking of it later on, we did cross the line.
Nothing wrong in that too, you would say, but then, there is this burden of virtuousness, the feeling that keeps biting you. But once done is done. Life has no UNDO button on its screen.
Also, you never know how things can get back at you, so the best policy is to let the dragon sleep, rather than wake him up and laugh at him as if you have played the biggest prank of the century.
Well, this is an apology to a great friend, who was at his wits' end that evening.
Well, the first thing to note is that you dont need any of those exotic substances to get high. The excitement around can very well get you there. And once you are on the top of the roof, you dont know what you are doing.
The evening was all going on well, until I get involved in the big mess. Firstly, you should realize that its better to mind your own business than get high on the excitement and do things that you will repent later on. Paining the hell out of a friend is quite common, but thinking of it later on, we did cross the line.
Nothing wrong in that too, you would say, but then, there is this burden of virtuousness, the feeling that keeps biting you. But once done is done. Life has no UNDO button on its screen.
Also, you never know how things can get back at you, so the best policy is to let the dragon sleep, rather than wake him up and laugh at him as if you have played the biggest prank of the century.
Well, this is an apology to a great friend, who was at his wits' end that evening.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Instantaneous thought
Consider the following scenario: A team is presented with a spade.
Someone influential in the team comes up with the proposition that the presented object is a rake. The ideal team player is supposed to accept that proposition as perfectly sound. He should actually hear out the person for quite some length of time, and take notes on that. Even though he knows perfectly well that it is a spade, he is supposed to keep his views to himself. Only then can the discussion go on, and people feel that they have got the freedom of giving their opinion.
Then the ideal team player gets the chance to speak. At first, he is supposed to speak about the positive aspects of the spade being called a rake so that proponents of that idea feel that they are on the right track and are making a contribution to the team. Then probably he can put forward a few points that suggest that the so called "rake" might not be a rake. At every point of time, he is supposed to make sure that the whole team is with him. After lengthy discussion on each of the points, the proponents of the rake theory slowly realize that their rake theory has some flaws, and the presented object might not be a rake. Note that they still havent accepted that it is a spade.
Now the team player has to wait for someone to come up with the idea that the object might be a spade. Only then can he put forward point s supporting the FACT and then convince the team.
The end result is that the whole team has accepted the fact that the object is a spade after all. But the exercise has taken hours of productive meeting time, and you, who knows well that it was a spade, feels like having wasted a lifetime.
But thats the way teams work. It is not in the team spirit to call a spade a spade at the very first instant. The next level of maturity comes when you give up your thought of the spade being a spade, and you evolve with the team.
I am learning to be a team player.
Someone influential in the team comes up with the proposition that the presented object is a rake. The ideal team player is supposed to accept that proposition as perfectly sound. He should actually hear out the person for quite some length of time, and take notes on that. Even though he knows perfectly well that it is a spade, he is supposed to keep his views to himself. Only then can the discussion go on, and people feel that they have got the freedom of giving their opinion.
Then the ideal team player gets the chance to speak. At first, he is supposed to speak about the positive aspects of the spade being called a rake so that proponents of that idea feel that they are on the right track and are making a contribution to the team. Then probably he can put forward a few points that suggest that the so called "rake" might not be a rake. At every point of time, he is supposed to make sure that the whole team is with him. After lengthy discussion on each of the points, the proponents of the rake theory slowly realize that their rake theory has some flaws, and the presented object might not be a rake. Note that they still havent accepted that it is a spade.
Now the team player has to wait for someone to come up with the idea that the object might be a spade. Only then can he put forward point s supporting the FACT and then convince the team.
The end result is that the whole team has accepted the fact that the object is a spade after all. But the exercise has taken hours of productive meeting time, and you, who knows well that it was a spade, feels like having wasted a lifetime.
But thats the way teams work. It is not in the team spirit to call a spade a spade at the very first instant. The next level of maturity comes when you give up your thought of the spade being a spade, and you evolve with the team.
I am learning to be a team player.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Mathematization
You can ignore the title as it is given for my lack of knowledge of a better word. Having given GRE a week ago, I think, does not make any difference in my ever so small vocabulary. Neither does cracking quant make any difference to my math skills, which remain at an average D graded. However, what follows is my attempt at trying to define something by a mathematical function: L (k,t)
Characteristics (for a given k):
1. The independent variable is time. That is, the graph is plotted with respect to time, and exists only in the first and 4th quadrants.
2. At t = 0, the function has a certain positive value, which is generally finite, but may tend to infinity in some cases. However, the special cases are excluded for general analysis.
3. The function gradually increases with time and tends to infinity. However, it goes to minus infinity for the next instant.
4. As time progresses, the value of the function approaches zero asymptotically from the negative.
5. Well, I can say, without doing much thinking, (which leaves a lot of scope to find out faults if anyone ever decides to read this post, or even comment, if i am really that fortunate) that the function will be:
L(k) = L(k)o + tan (0.5*t*pi/T) ; for 0=< t < T
L(k) = 1/(T-t); for T=< t
Well, the attempt is to define love. When you see someone(k), at t=0, there is finite attraction, which goes to infinity as time progresses. However, at some point of time, you realize that you have lost (time = T). Then you start hating that person so much, that you dont want to see, hear, think of that person ever.(L = -inf.) However, this hate to goes away after sometime, and you come to a balance where you dont care about the existence of that person. (L(k) = 0).
If you have read the post till here, then I am sure you are a vetti fellow :P
Saturday, October 10, 2009
A day in Shaastra
The day begins at 8am. Wake up, Sid. Take a quick bath, stuff a spare shirt in your bag, and get out. Things not to be forgotten: cell and bag. The bag has the coupons that all coords are despo for.
Take a cycle and rush to ICSR. Grab a copy of the newsletter and the schedule of the day. Even though you have made all the schedule yourself, you tend to forget it. A copy always helps. Check the newsletter for the number of times you have been quoted saying something that you never really meant. Count the number of times the Newsletter showcase their lack of any kind of knowledge. Check the current version of Psi. It(she, rather) apparently gets upgraded regularly.
Go to the nearest event. Check up stuff. Make sure that the phone is on silent. You keep getting calls from coords who have not collected their coupons and are hungry. You can get as many as 198 calls in a day (that was my highest) before the cellphone battery gets discharged and then people crib that you are unreachable.
People call up and ask where you are, and where you will be after 15 minutes. You dont know the answer. The dynamism is very high. Now you are at ICSR, After 15 minutes, you might be at Workshop, CRC, CLT, SAC, HSB, BT Bldg, KV grounds, SAC road, Dean's office, etc. You can understand the frustration in the voice of the caller, but you can do nothing to help it. You meet many coords on the way. No conversation can be completed without interruption by 4-5 calls.
There is no time for breakfast or lunch. You go from one event to another, be it Fire n Ice, Contraptions, Robotics, Wright Design, Math Modeling, etc etc etc. There are 46 events. At every venue, there is a different scenario. There are places where things are pretty screwed up, and the core ends up taking the position of a volunteer and doing the running around helping the coords. No work is below dignity. where the events are running well, it is good. You can sit down and relax for a few minutes. There are lectures that you must attend and then preset the speaker with a memento. Also, there are some events that you do not want to miss, whatever happens. They are close to your heart.
The best part of being a core is that you get a lot of preferential treatment. Chairs are brought for you to sit down. The pedestel fans are turned so that they face you. Coords come to you to report the status of the event. You are photographed quite a lot of times. But thats because of all the painstaking effort that you take. The responsibility that comes as a part of the job.
The day goes in this. Evening is a time for the shows. You sit down and enjoy the show. Most likely, you will be amidst a crowd of bubbly QMS coords and fellow cores. Needless to say, you are in the front line, way ahead of the common crowd that is struggling for space. You say a "hi" to many people yuo have met for the first time in the day, and have a small chat. The topics are standard too: how busy the day has been, which events were successful, what did the newsletter write about, did the reporter change her top, which coord/vol was looking good etc etc.
At the end of the show, you find yourself in the middle of a crowd that is asking for grub coupons. The fact is that you havent any and yuo are hungry too. You somehow get away from the crowd and call up the finance core, telling him that you are hungry. You actually are. The stomach is growling.
The finance core is not such a bad fellow after all. You collect coupons from him and the catering coord too. At the core level, the coupons are counted in the number of sheets: the 80 sheet, 120 sheet and 140 sheet. You grab 8-10 sheets and head to the stalls. You search for the costliest items available there and eat. You eat till you are full and distribute the rest among the coords and the vols.
It is very entertaining to see how coords and vols beg and fight for coupons. Apparently, a set of freshie vols had formed a co-operative that collected coupons from all possible sources till late night. Their challenge was to get maximum possible and beat the previous day's tally. They would spend it at the very end. The people that hang around benefit the most from the generosity of the cores. The others are less lucky.
With respect to food, there are two fundamental laws that should be followed by a core:
1. A core shall not eat any food that is bought out of cash.
2. All food bought out of coupons belongs to the core.
The second law permits all cores to bite stuff from others. It is due to this that you will end up tasting all available items at the stalls.
Then you head to the Video conferences. It is one peaceful place. The air conditioned auditorium and comfortable seats. You listen somewhat, and frame a question to ask at the end of the talk. As the talk ends, you shake hands with the moderator and have a discussion with the coordinators about the next day's plans.
The time is around 11. Your cellphone is discharged. After spending some more time at the stalls talking and discussing with fellow cores and the CoAs, you head to the venue of the night events. By the time you reach your room, it is 3am.
You have a room neighbor who is waiting to hear the day's news from you. You narrate everything to him. Also, you give him a surprise snack that you have brought for him from the stalls. A couple of mails to be read and a few to be written. There are also a few notes to be taken down for the next day. You put your cell for charging.
And then you lie on the bed going over everything. You have enjoyed your day to the fullest. You are smiling to yourself and feeling happy. However, somewhere in the mind, you are sad that all this is going to end in a couple of days. Before you think more, you are dead asleep, lost in dreams. Your mind and body are gearing up for the next day.
Take a cycle and rush to ICSR. Grab a copy of the newsletter and the schedule of the day. Even though you have made all the schedule yourself, you tend to forget it. A copy always helps. Check the newsletter for the number of times you have been quoted saying something that you never really meant. Count the number of times the Newsletter showcase their lack of any kind of knowledge. Check the current version of Psi. It(she, rather) apparently gets upgraded regularly.
Go to the nearest event. Check up stuff. Make sure that the phone is on silent. You keep getting calls from coords who have not collected their coupons and are hungry. You can get as many as 198 calls in a day (that was my highest) before the cellphone battery gets discharged and then people crib that you are unreachable.
People call up and ask where you are, and where you will be after 15 minutes. You dont know the answer. The dynamism is very high. Now you are at ICSR, After 15 minutes, you might be at Workshop, CRC, CLT, SAC, HSB, BT Bldg, KV grounds, SAC road, Dean's office, etc. You can understand the frustration in the voice of the caller, but you can do nothing to help it. You meet many coords on the way. No conversation can be completed without interruption by 4-5 calls.
There is no time for breakfast or lunch. You go from one event to another, be it Fire n Ice, Contraptions, Robotics, Wright Design, Math Modeling, etc etc etc. There are 46 events. At every venue, there is a different scenario. There are places where things are pretty screwed up, and the core ends up taking the position of a volunteer and doing the running around helping the coords. No work is below dignity. where the events are running well, it is good. You can sit down and relax for a few minutes. There are lectures that you must attend and then preset the speaker with a memento. Also, there are some events that you do not want to miss, whatever happens. They are close to your heart.
The best part of being a core is that you get a lot of preferential treatment. Chairs are brought for you to sit down. The pedestel fans are turned so that they face you. Coords come to you to report the status of the event. You are photographed quite a lot of times. But thats because of all the painstaking effort that you take. The responsibility that comes as a part of the job.
The day goes in this. Evening is a time for the shows. You sit down and enjoy the show. Most likely, you will be amidst a crowd of bubbly QMS coords and fellow cores. Needless to say, you are in the front line, way ahead of the common crowd that is struggling for space. You say a "hi" to many people yuo have met for the first time in the day, and have a small chat. The topics are standard too: how busy the day has been, which events were successful, what did the newsletter write about, did the reporter change her top, which coord/vol was looking good etc etc.
At the end of the show, you find yourself in the middle of a crowd that is asking for grub coupons. The fact is that you havent any and yuo are hungry too. You somehow get away from the crowd and call up the finance core, telling him that you are hungry. You actually are. The stomach is growling.
The finance core is not such a bad fellow after all. You collect coupons from him and the catering coord too. At the core level, the coupons are counted in the number of sheets: the 80 sheet, 120 sheet and 140 sheet. You grab 8-10 sheets and head to the stalls. You search for the costliest items available there and eat. You eat till you are full and distribute the rest among the coords and the vols.
It is very entertaining to see how coords and vols beg and fight for coupons. Apparently, a set of freshie vols had formed a co-operative that collected coupons from all possible sources till late night. Their challenge was to get maximum possible and beat the previous day's tally. They would spend it at the very end. The people that hang around benefit the most from the generosity of the cores. The others are less lucky.
With respect to food, there are two fundamental laws that should be followed by a core:
1. A core shall not eat any food that is bought out of cash.
2. All food bought out of coupons belongs to the core.
The second law permits all cores to bite stuff from others. It is due to this that you will end up tasting all available items at the stalls.
Then you head to the Video conferences. It is one peaceful place. The air conditioned auditorium and comfortable seats. You listen somewhat, and frame a question to ask at the end of the talk. As the talk ends, you shake hands with the moderator and have a discussion with the coordinators about the next day's plans.
The time is around 11. Your cellphone is discharged. After spending some more time at the stalls talking and discussing with fellow cores and the CoAs, you head to the venue of the night events. By the time you reach your room, it is 3am.
You have a room neighbor who is waiting to hear the day's news from you. You narrate everything to him. Also, you give him a surprise snack that you have brought for him from the stalls. A couple of mails to be read and a few to be written. There are also a few notes to be taken down for the next day. You put your cell for charging.
And then you lie on the bed going over everything. You have enjoyed your day to the fullest. You are smiling to yourself and feeling happy. However, somewhere in the mind, you are sad that all this is going to end in a couple of days. Before you think more, you are dead asleep, lost in dreams. Your mind and body are gearing up for the next day.
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