I want my Freedom!

I feel caged. We are all caged. In cages that are closed cells on a big blue ball. We have a cell called Somalia where millions die of starvation. While there is another called America, where millions die of obesity related maladies. There are cells where dictators like Gaddafi exist. There are cells where six million children die of hunger every year. And then there cells where millions and millions of tons of food rot in warehouses.

An “Auto” check on Sanity

It is like a mine field. Only the mines are in motion… Brownian motion! They are everywhere, rickety contraptions running on 3 wheels. The roads are rigged!!!

Be scared.

Very. Very. Scared.

What inspires people?!

Sometimes weird things inspire people to do weird things. This article for instance ( Leave the vegetarians alone i say) inspired me to write this blog-entry.

The Gangrene in US

An SI guarding a ministerial convoy was hacked down by a bunch of gangsters. He lay writhing on the road, pleading for help, bleeding and dying and no one dared touch him or go near him. They walked past the man looking at him suffer, sympathizing with him, but “helpless” themselves. Helpless… what a word! This word absolves an Indian of all his guilt, responsibility and cowardice. The keeper of our morality, the media, kicks in. Breaking news… Ministers in the convoy watch and do nothing for the dying SI. The death is the ministers' fault. SMS’s start pouring in criticizing, lambasting and ridiculing the politicians, the police men near the dying sub inspector… But are they the real culprits???

Oh S**t

I went to Mysore the last week to the AFSB to try and become a fighter pilot. Couple of days ago, I did get recommeneded to be one. There are still the medicals though, so I cannot really say I am commisssioned yet...

This post is not about the days there...

No!! We didnt do nothin

Pakistan is a country in denial.

Laloo Prasad Yadav

The rustic Bihari baboo, the former railway minister of India, self proclaimed bucolic hero from the hinterlands of Bihar, Laloo Prasad Yadav is perhaps the most recognized face of the Indian political class outside India. To his credit he is one of the few, if any, politicians to have a doll look alike.

Is 9% India's Limit?

Development for the masses… Yes… that is the term. Oh… since you just came here, let me acclimatize you with the season in my mind right now. I was thinking about the development pattern in India.

Me and My Eloquence

Three years of disuse and neglect has left my English in a pitiable state.

Non-Smoker's Plight

Hey “Smoker”... Yes you…!

Back in Business... God Promise.. :P

Well after my loooong hiatus and with a lot of self-motivation I have decided to start up with my blogging again…
Yeah I know my last post was on why I wanted to blog and all that. So I won’t lecture you with that again… (Maybe I should write on why I didn’t stick to my word, but that would only take a single word to describe – LAZINESS !!!)

So now that my confession is over, I think we can move over to more pressing matters…

Quandary of a Non-Blogging Blogger…

I know this post took a long time coming. Thank god it did come at least. This particular attempt happened to be my 5th or 6th attempt at a post. Truth be told, blogging had become hard for me. I had become picky about topics and also very suspicious of my language. Given the fact that I hardly studied any grammar at school and that I had not read a decent book in a long time, my English, was (still is) perhaps as good as a that of a 5th grader. Added to this was my new obsession with writing sensible posts. Multiply it to the nagging question as to why I blogged at all. Put a few more exponential functions and you can see how lethargic I had become to blogging.

Installing GRUB after installing Windows

Windows is THE most popular OS in the world...
It is also the most unfriendly to other OSes. One common problem that affects people is that when they install Windows after Linux the GRUB bootloader is overwritten. So the poor chap often ends up reinstalling the whole of linux... The following post by David Mooney on xubuntu-users mailinglist tells you how to reinstall GRUB without all that circus..

How Random is REALLY Random

Statuary Warning : Long and Technical entry..

Random is a beautiful word and randomness, a strikingly beautiful concept. The most intriguing thing about” randomness” is probably that it is virtually impossible to generate something TRUELY random ourselves or by a computer program

India vs Pakistan - The Real Battle

This NOT a blog on Indo-Pak cricket matches and definitely not on how it has improved brotherhood between us and all that Blah Blah Blah...

"Why do India and Pakistan fight?What is Pakistan’s claim to Kashmir and why did we have the wars with them?"

Optmist Quotes

I like to call myself the Optimist. Historically there have been a few optimists who were great writers and thinkers. Here is what they had to say about optimism-

Our Democracy-A Farce (Part 2)

(Click here for 'Democracy-A Farce'-Part 1)

Some time back I had posted a blog on our democracy being one big joke these days. I rejoiced when Dr Manmohan Singh’s government finally showed some spine and decided to go ahead with the nuke deal. But now I wonder if it was worth it? Politicians are a corrupt lot. That’s public knowledge, but I had hoped for an iota maybe even a fraction of an iota of decency in the community. But who am I kidding?

My Culinary Instincts

Now that the holidays are at the terminal stage, I was contemplating life that doesn’t involve mega slumbers, aimless wandering and marathon fragging to which I had to return soon. It was during one of those contemplative moods that I set about to think as to what I had done in the last quarter year of my life. (I did say I was contemplative, didn’t I?) An internship, a trek, a visit to kerala, sketching (I learnt to sketch females… human ones to be precise… ;->), joined the gym (and promptly dumped the idea as a bad job), played some chess, learnt the head stand, etc… Not bad... But I thought something is amiss. I wanted to try out something new this time. And so I decided to don the chef’s bonnet.

Weathering Mangalore Weather

Living in Mangalore during the rainy months is an exercise in the fortitude of mind and body. To be able to survive being holed up in your bedroom reeking of damp clothes, of days of boredom that can only be surpassed by the boredom in the class of a certain someone I have studied under, of doing nothing but reading novels and slumbering on them, does call for a ‘kumbakarna’ean effort . To tell the truth I am yet to agree with this place and I have been here for 5 years.

Inflating inflation

Oh man… here it comes again. Petrol price hiked. Diesel price hiked. LPG price hiked.

Travelling in a KSRTC bus

Harrowing… Traumatic… Suicidal… Revolting… AWESOME!!!

Poor Kapil

You remember ICL…? The league that started it all…

To Do An Intership At Home

How do you work from home? Ok lemme start from the beginning. I got an internship in a very nice company and the company being in another city, they allowed me to work from the place I stay. So far so good…

Democracy... A Farce ???

Click here for Democracy - A Farce(Part 2)

Is this democracy just a farce???

Is this so called democratic system just not another version of the Wild West where the power hungry or the ‘adventurous’ people reap all the gain and leave the people who choose them with a raw deal? ...

Think about it.

The Chase

I stood there my back bent, my head bowed, my legs taut, my forehead knotted, my eyes burning with the sweat from my brow, my temples throbbing in anticipation, waiting, listening… The noon sun was relentless. It burned the back of my neck. But that was the least of my problems. There were others besides me in the same state as I was in. All of us waiting, listening…

NITK Club Meetings- A Parody

(Note from author: Dialogues vary depending on the ethnicity and the lingo)

Time: 3-15 pm
Place: Class
Situation: Struggling to keep your eyelids up
(SMS Message) Club meeting at 5- reads the sms. You groan and stuff your cell back into your pocket and get back to sleeping or listening to the class.

DOTA-Just Dumb Da!

Ok let me get one thing straight before I start out. I was a DOTA enthusiast for some time.
But not anymore.
Reason: I AM BORED…

The Optimist Jump

I remember a game that I used to play when I lived in Hubli. It was not exactly a game in the sense that there were no rules. All that one had to was to try out innovative and novel types of jumps.
Our favorite haunt was a vacant house in Forest Colony. The house was not very high and by the time I moved to our new house in Deshpande Nagar I was what you can call a pro in this monkey business. In fact I could now jump from the rooftops of ordinary houses!!! Not bad for a 9th standard kid eh… ( a bit of an exaggeration, but i was pretty good )
Now comes the interesting part.

Life in the 3rd Sem at NITK

To say a word-‘fast’…
I didn’t even remember when the semester started when I was facing the prospect of writing the end sems with a blank head literally. Let me start from the beginning…

Even I have given up on the Indian CIRCKET TEAM

Even being an optimist that i am, i have given up on INDIA ever beating Australia at at least in the near future...
It really takes some doing to get beaten from the strong position that India were at Nagpur. There are some matches were you are in a situation from where you JUST cant lose unless of course you really try hard for it...
But this rule never seems to work when India plays. I cant remember the last time that India thrashed any team to embarrassment.. We take a match to the last ball is possible or lose trying...

The First Post

hi
This blog is dedicated to all the optimists in this world who say "hey!! u only die once" staring at the gun point..
To the rest welcome to my world..
Spend some time here and you will see yourself becoming an optimist too...
(This was written back in the days when the Blog was titled The Optimist ... For obvious sentimental reasons, I can probably never delete this entry)