October 20, 2009
September 17, 2008
You dont look like a Bad guy!
It was yet another weekend and I was poised to go see the Hot Air Balloons from the Gatineau Hot Air Balloon festival but not actually at the festival grounds but from the other side of the river at Ottawa! This was a friend's suggestion to be able to avoid the $100 entry fee! I probably misinterpreted the 100 bucks required for getting on the balloon as the entry fees to the event.
I packed up like I was a tourist, checked the bus schedules, carried some water, carried a map and here we go! The usual confused or rather lost traveler in me showed up right away as I got down from the bus at the wrong place! The driver couldn't exactly understand what stop I needed to get down at and I couldn't manage to explain it to him and so I got down at a place where we both believed I should. After asking around for a while, I did find out that I was totally out of place!
Ok the long walk to the park was not really very fruitful as I am not very fascinated by parks when I am too tired to walk! (It was a HOT day!)
Eventually I didn't know where I had reached. I did have the map but I had no clue as to where I was. Yeah I couldn't trace my trail as I had adventurously decided to skip the roads and take to the woods! And on top of that, I didn't SEE a SINGLE air balloon nowhere nearby; not as far as I could see through my eyes.
Eventually I gave up and decided to walk back to the streets where I would find a bus. I was at the Rockcliffe park and so I could see flags of different countries all around. (That's where all embassies are). After walking a while I reached the corner of a broad street and I saw a few interesting buildings around me and the Canadian national flag hoisted near one of heavily fenced buildings somehow managed to escape my attention. Tired, I thought I will sit down at the pavement and I started taking pictures! Pictures of the vehicles passing by, the people, the fallen dry leaves on the pavement telling their own stories of their glory days where they were green and hanging!
It was quite a while after which I noticed a police car approaching towards me. I didn't pay much attention assuming it to be just another patrol car. The car pulled over and the guy came out. I looked up at him, smiled and then got busy with my pictures again, still clueless about what was about to happen.
Suddenly as I looked up, I heard him speaking. He was looking at me and his mouth was moving as if he was trying to say something. Shit! I must get out of my world! He's talking to me! The conversation begins:
Policeman: You dont look like a bad guy, but you're making people nervous here.
Me: Uh..umm...are you talking to me?
Policeman: Yes Sir! You're the only one around!
Me: (I looked behind me and around, he was right!) Oops, I'm sorry, but I have no clue about what I should NOT be doing.
Policeman: You should not be sitting here right in front of Prime Minister's residence with a long camera (I had the 300mm on) like that and spend hours taking pictures. You should probably go sit somewhere else!
Me: (Holy Shit!) Prime Minister's residence? You mean that one? Is that ...? Oh shit! I am so sorry, I had no idea!
Policeman: Are you new here? Are you a tourist?
Me: I am not a tourist but I am new here.
Policeman: Ok. I recommend you to go sit somewhere else and take pictures. And I am gonna have to see the last few pictures you've been taking.
Me: Sure! (thank god I didn't find the residence very interesting!)
Satisfied to see no suspicious pictures in my camera, the policeman was convinced I was innocent, just exactly as he thought when he looked at me! (ok I would at least look innocent to a stranger!). I narrated the story to some of my friends and all everybody said was, "Good you didn't like the building or you would have had to do 10 rounds of the police station proving what you are and what you are not!)
I packed up like I was a tourist, checked the bus schedules, carried some water, carried a map and here we go! The usual confused or rather lost traveler in me showed up right away as I got down from the bus at the wrong place! The driver couldn't exactly understand what stop I needed to get down at and I couldn't manage to explain it to him and so I got down at a place where we both believed I should. After asking around for a while, I did find out that I was totally out of place!
Ok the long walk to the park was not really very fruitful as I am not very fascinated by parks when I am too tired to walk! (It was a HOT day!)
Eventually I didn't know where I had reached. I did have the map but I had no clue as to where I was. Yeah I couldn't trace my trail as I had adventurously decided to skip the roads and take to the woods! And on top of that, I didn't SEE a SINGLE air balloon nowhere nearby; not as far as I could see through my eyes.
Eventually I gave up and decided to walk back to the streets where I would find a bus. I was at the Rockcliffe park and so I could see flags of different countries all around. (That's where all embassies are). After walking a while I reached the corner of a broad street and I saw a few interesting buildings around me and the Canadian national flag hoisted near one of heavily fenced buildings somehow managed to escape my attention. Tired, I thought I will sit down at the pavement and I started taking pictures! Pictures of the vehicles passing by, the people, the fallen dry leaves on the pavement telling their own stories of their glory days where they were green and hanging!
It was quite a while after which I noticed a police car approaching towards me. I didn't pay much attention assuming it to be just another patrol car. The car pulled over and the guy came out. I looked up at him, smiled and then got busy with my pictures again, still clueless about what was about to happen.
Suddenly as I looked up, I heard him speaking. He was looking at me and his mouth was moving as if he was trying to say something. Shit! I must get out of my world! He's talking to me! The conversation begins:
Policeman: You dont look like a bad guy, but you're making people nervous here.
Me: Uh..umm...are you talking to me?
Policeman: Yes Sir! You're the only one around!
Me: (I looked behind me and around, he was right!) Oops, I'm sorry, but I have no clue about what I should NOT be doing.
Policeman: You should not be sitting here right in front of Prime Minister's residence with a long camera (I had the 300mm on) like that and spend hours taking pictures. You should probably go sit somewhere else!
Me: (Holy Shit!) Prime Minister's residence? You mean that one? Is that ...? Oh shit! I am so sorry, I had no idea!
Policeman: Are you new here? Are you a tourist?
Me: I am not a tourist but I am new here.
Policeman: Ok. I recommend you to go sit somewhere else and take pictures. And I am gonna have to see the last few pictures you've been taking.
Me: Sure! (thank god I didn't find the residence very interesting!)
Satisfied to see no suspicious pictures in my camera, the policeman was convinced I was innocent, just exactly as he thought when he looked at me! (ok I would at least look innocent to a stranger!). I narrated the story to some of my friends and all everybody said was, "Good you didn't like the building or you would have had to do 10 rounds of the police station proving what you are and what you are not!)
May 21, 2008
Rants of two software engineers
Keywords for laymen:
AIM = The messenger this conversation happened on.API = Something like a program to make another program (What an absurd definition!)
Websense: Name of the firewall used by the companies that these two people work for.
[17:34] SubhobrotoSinha: about what??
[17:34] zombiezparadize: as promised
[17:35] zombiezparadize: Hi SubhobrotoSinha: "you are supposed to send me an email tonight!"
[17:35] zombiezparadize: this is just a reminder
[17:35] SubhobrotoSinha: what mail??
[17:35] SubhobrotoSinha: ok ok
[17:35] SubhobrotoSinha: I rememebr
[17:35] zombiezparadize: thanks for returning from amnesia
[17:38] zombiezparadize: my brain is screwed up...I need a break...damn I have been warming my arse since 12 o clock on this fucking chair
[17:38] zombiezparadize: and this stupid AIM shows you typing when you're not
[17:39] zombiezparadize: and no respite after reaching home...the *EDITED* tonight 
[17:39] zombiezparadize: and this fucked up API...it has its internals screwed up and I am having troubles reaching the author
[17:40] zombiezparadize: FUCK
[17:40] zombiezparadize: I need liberation
[17:40] zombiezparadize: I should have taken GRE last yr
[17:40] zombiezparadize: and reached US of A this yr
[17:40] zombiezparadize: DAMN
[17:40] zombiezparadize: I want to scream
[17:41] zombiezparadize: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
[17:41] zombiezparadize: no that doesn't help
[17:41] zombiezparadize: sorry to bug you
[17:41] zombiezparadize: you carry on with your work
[17:41] zombiezparadize: I am one fucked up dumbass
[17:42] zombiezparadize: and this fucking AIM says, "SubhobrotoSinha has entered text"
[17:42] zombiezparadize: yeah where? It must have gone down AIM's asshole
[17:52] zombiezparadize: delete that god damned letter you have typed in there, will you
[17:52] SubhobrotoSinha: it was fuking whitespace
[17:53] SubhobrotoSinha: fuking AIM
[17:53] SubhobrotoSinha: fuking documentation
[17:53] zombiezparadize: and I am reeling for the lack of documentation!
[17:53] zombiezparadize: FUCK everything
[17:53] zombiezparadize: every god damned commercial practice..I will design my own way of writing software
[17:54] SubhobrotoSinha: http://
[17:55] zombiezparadize: addition to the crown! Websense thinks this link is fucked up! Its BLOCKED!!
[17:56] SubhobrotoSinha: Should I send my screenshot of this page being blocked
[17:57] SubhobrotoSinha: It says the reason is "Tasteless"
[17:57] SubhobrotoSinha: ha ha
[17:57] zombiezparadize: WTF!
[17:57] zombiezparadize: mine doesn't say anything!
[17:57] SubhobrotoSinha: who decided on the taste !
[17:57] zombiezparadize: A bloody ROBOT!
[17:57] SubhobrotoSinha: My IT SUpp has sense of humour
[17:57] SubhobrotoSinha: They play little funny music now and then to remind me I am being monitored
[17:58] zombiezparadize: yeah and he should have his humor pushed right up his ass....this is an encyclopedia god damn it!
May 1, 2008
April 27, 2008
The test of Time...
Sometimes life turns into a bitch. You get aggressive and try to wipe off your regrets, you drop the bomb on people you once loved and it turns out that it hurts them as much as it hurts you. And then, when all is forgotten and forgiven, when your decision has taken the test of time and has seemingly survived, life brings you to face it all over again.
And you have two choices, one is to stay stubborn and ignore what's coming to you and just play blind and deaf and the other one is to take the test, face it head-on and test the strength of your decisions. I chose the second path and to think of it, it was not the easy one.
My ex-girlfriend who was the only girl I have ever fallen in love with, who I had forgotten and left behind in the past as the parting experience was painful was suddenly in front of me!
I didn't know which way to go, what to do and how to be...but I guess in the end it was all JUST fine. 4 yrs ago, it was my decision to part ways and I sure can say it was not an easy decision to make and the more difficult part was conveying the decision...oh it still gives me chills when I think of the way I had to tell her and the way she had reacted. Whoa!
Whatever it was, my decision was only meant for common good.
And there she was...finding it hard to accept it as we are now...there were awkward moments of complete silence and then there was the silence breaker...the even worse awkward question..."Are you getting bored?"
Take it from me, it certainly is not easy for your mind to cope with the unsaid expectations...
Pretension is the only rescue but after a point of time, it becomes difficult even to pretend. The mind becomes a mixedbag of forceful and natural emotions and it gets difficult to choose which ones to express and which ones to hide.
"Indifference!", shouts your mind. "Respect and honor.." cries out the heart.
And the body gets confused and does not know who to respond to?
The overpractical mind? Or the ever unreasonable heart?
What was it trying to show respect to? The past?
I think the best thing to say at this time would be, "Leave the matters of the heart out of logical enquiries. You will find everything but logic."
Well, the day has ended and for some strange reason I have a splitting headache...I guess the head too is tired of the commotion inside.
:-)
And you have two choices, one is to stay stubborn and ignore what's coming to you and just play blind and deaf and the other one is to take the test, face it head-on and test the strength of your decisions. I chose the second path and to think of it, it was not the easy one.
My ex-girlfriend who was the only girl I have ever fallen in love with, who I had forgotten and left behind in the past as the parting experience was painful was suddenly in front of me!
I didn't know which way to go, what to do and how to be...but I guess in the end it was all JUST fine. 4 yrs ago, it was my decision to part ways and I sure can say it was not an easy decision to make and the more difficult part was conveying the decision...oh it still gives me chills when I think of the way I had to tell her and the way she had reacted. Whoa!
Whatever it was, my decision was only meant for common good.
And there she was...finding it hard to accept it as we are now...there were awkward moments of complete silence and then there was the silence breaker...the even worse awkward question..."Are you getting bored?"
Take it from me, it certainly is not easy for your mind to cope with the unsaid expectations...
Pretension is the only rescue but after a point of time, it becomes difficult even to pretend. The mind becomes a mixedbag of forceful and natural emotions and it gets difficult to choose which ones to express and which ones to hide.
"Indifference!", shouts your mind. "Respect and honor.." cries out the heart.
And the body gets confused and does not know who to respond to?
The overpractical mind? Or the ever unreasonable heart?
What was it trying to show respect to? The past?
I think the best thing to say at this time would be, "Leave the matters of the heart out of logical enquiries. You will find everything but logic."
Well, the day has ended and for some strange reason I have a splitting headache...I guess the head too is tired of the commotion inside.
:-)
February 24, 2008
December 27, 2007
Benazir Assassinated
She knew she could be killed but she bravely said, "I dont think anyone can kill anyone before their time comes...."
She knew there were assassins looming around, she was attacked on the day she returned home, she mentioned three names to the "President" of Pakistan whom she thought could have possibly planned the prior attacks and yet she had to sacrifice her life, struggling to restore some form of democratic Government in Pakistan. I am not writing to analyze and scrutinize the "who-dun-it" theories but I am only writing to show my respect for a leader who loved her country.
I dont know if I liked her or if I am saddened by her death, why should I even be?
She was the same person who was ousted from her throne twice on charges of corruption and not to mention the atrocities my countrymen residing in Kashmir were subjected to...I still remember reading an article where she was quoted to have said about Kashmir, "Bullets will fly..."
But what makes me respect her is the courage and patriotism she displayed by returning to Pakistan at such a critical time and then, despite threats of life, continued with her struggle to restore a "democratic government" with/without an association with the army.
Her popularity definitely suggested that she was poised to win the elections and so anybody who disliked the idea would have had to get in touch with like minded people which I am sure were not numbered...Politics at its dramatic best and to bear the brunt - we civilians exist.
There will be clashes, violence and definitely a lot more possible acts of crime both by and against the government but the ones left to suffer will be us, the CIVILIANS.
I am not a Pakistani and I dont think it is my business to poke my nose into their political matters but all I pray to God, is that may truth and justice win, may peace prevail.
But that does not really sound so easy at this point, I believe it is time for the youth of Pakistan to wake up, take charge and act.
Remember from history, that it was the persistent and raw efforts of the youth like Chandra Shekhar Azad and Bhagat Singh who brought us close to the heels of freedom. It was the courage they had displayed that made the whole country sit up and notice. It was they who gave us "Inquilab Zindabad(Long live revolution)"....
I do not profess violence but I definitely profess sane and prompt action.
I am sure the people of Pakistan want Mr Musharraf to be ousted whatever may be his claims of fighting terror...But is he really to blame for anything other than not providing Benazir with adequate security despite repeated attempts on her life?
The article at the following link suggests otherwise.
http://www.rediff.com/news/2007/dec/27raman.htm
I wonder what is going to happen in the upcoming elections and where will Pakistan head from thereon.
But all in all, I, and I'm sure the entire sane world, urge the youth of Pakistan to stand up for their country, take charge, and do everything possible in their mights to help build a strong, modern and rational country. I know it is easier said than done but all good things come for a price.
May truth and justice prevail....
She knew there were assassins looming around, she was attacked on the day she returned home, she mentioned three names to the "President" of Pakistan whom she thought could have possibly planned the prior attacks and yet she had to sacrifice her life, struggling to restore some form of democratic Government in Pakistan. I am not writing to analyze and scrutinize the "who-dun-it" theories but I am only writing to show my respect for a leader who loved her country.
I dont know if I liked her or if I am saddened by her death, why should I even be?
She was the same person who was ousted from her throne twice on charges of corruption and not to mention the atrocities my countrymen residing in Kashmir were subjected to...I still remember reading an article where she was quoted to have said about Kashmir, "Bullets will fly..."
But what makes me respect her is the courage and patriotism she displayed by returning to Pakistan at such a critical time and then, despite threats of life, continued with her struggle to restore a "democratic government" with/without an association with the army.
Her popularity definitely suggested that she was poised to win the elections and so anybody who disliked the idea would have had to get in touch with like minded people which I am sure were not numbered...Politics at its dramatic best and to bear the brunt - we civilians exist.
There will be clashes, violence and definitely a lot more possible acts of crime both by and against the government but the ones left to suffer will be us, the CIVILIANS.
I am not a Pakistani and I dont think it is my business to poke my nose into their political matters but all I pray to God, is that may truth and justice win, may peace prevail.
But that does not really sound so easy at this point, I believe it is time for the youth of Pakistan to wake up, take charge and act.
Remember from history, that it was the persistent and raw efforts of the youth like Chandra Shekhar Azad and Bhagat Singh who brought us close to the heels of freedom. It was the courage they had displayed that made the whole country sit up and notice. It was they who gave us "Inquilab Zindabad(Long live revolution)"....
I do not profess violence but I definitely profess sane and prompt action.
I am sure the people of Pakistan want Mr Musharraf to be ousted whatever may be his claims of fighting terror...But is he really to blame for anything other than not providing Benazir with adequate security despite repeated attempts on her life?
The article at the following link suggests otherwise.
http://www.rediff.com/news/2007/dec/27raman.htm
I wonder what is going to happen in the upcoming elections and where will Pakistan head from thereon.
But all in all, I, and I'm sure the entire sane world, urge the youth of Pakistan to stand up for their country, take charge, and do everything possible in their mights to help build a strong, modern and rational country. I know it is easier said than done but all good things come for a price.
May truth and justice prevail....
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