Happy New Year 2011

Here's wishing you all a very Happy and Prosperous New Year!

Save tigers again!!!

Hi...again I am back on 'Save Tigers'...

Today's slogans..'Save Tigers','Save Environment'...etc etc...How??

--Advertisements?Climate Summits?protocols?

Media war?Celebrity talks in closed studio in AC?Political war between developing and developed countries?

Crores wasted (natural resources along with money) in each of the so called 'Climate Talks'?

What the diplomats would do talking to each other if the citizens of each nation does not feel the

importance of every bit of every resources we are using?

People are there who just laugh on the whole concept of climate change..some just cant believe the fact that they need to save water,electricity,food...they get these things in abundance and they waste..and these people are the so called 'educated' people...they have studied about earth and environment for about 10 yrs in school, they have studied about renewable-nonrenewable resources,about endangered animals,about extinct animals, about pollution,about climate change etc in science and each of us have read Mr Gandhi-'Earth has enough

to satisfy every man's need but not every man's greed' .....but we forget yaar..we always forget..

We always forget that the earth is not going to expand...

we are proud to remember that we are the best creation of God,with a lots of brain power

but we forget that 'with great power comes great responsibility'...we forget that this earth is for us to live not to destroy out of ignorance and greed....we forget that though we assume God in form of human being,God is the builder of the whole earth..starting from a microorganism.

Now..the conclusion from the lecturebaji is - everyone of us should do their bit to save a bit of resource..first we should try to influence ourselves and only then we can influence people around us.

Again lets come to 'Save Tiger'(Dont mind..this is a magical creature for me)...

how to save tiger?-By saving their habitat..

how to save their habitat?-by preserving forests..

how to preserve forests?-simple yaar,by not cutting them..

But..wait a second...we need to clear out forests yaar..or else where will the ever increasing population go?

how can we urbanise?how can we bult industries to generate commodities for meeting the ever increasing demand?

how can we earn money to buy a home,a car..sorry two/three cars,live in perfect luxury?If we don't cut forests then how can we get minerals for our products?for meeting the ever increasing demand of electricity?

There must be a way to find the balance.....people are trying hard for this...but I don't know how and what should I do...

I just know that I can save a little bit of water,electricity and food,plant some trees,use a bit less

polythene bags,try to encourage others for doing the same and blog about it..

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One Year and counting...

Today I can proudly say that I have survived 365 days at Infosys
Technologies Limited. On a second thought, it has been a dream journey
so far. With so many lovely people around, who made it so easy for me,
I have no words to thank you. Infosys Training, hailed as one of the
most hectic/tough/blah..blah..blah.. Sorry I never felt so.
It (Training) was the cream of Infy life so far. Less tension, less
responsibilities, more friends, more time at my disposal.
Thank you each one of you for believing in me!
Thank you God!

--
Kumar Saurav
Associate Member,
PSD (Infosys Leadership Institute )
INFOSYS TECHNOLOGIES LIMITED.
350, Hebbal Electronics City, Hottagalli, Mysore -570 018.Karnataka.

Contact no:-
+91 8105278015 (P)
0821 2404 101 *78057 (O)

Guys, I DONATED BLOOD YESTERDAY and IT FEELS GREAT....350 ml..in 4 minutes..all my life i was waiting for this moment...i was not eligible before actually!!

It was State Blood Transfusion Council..which came to college and organised the camp..we also checked for thelesamia minor..

Strangely,85% of the donors were girls..some of them were not capable but they reached there..i suppose its easy to stir them emotionally..or the other way round they have more tolerance..(Guys, dont take me wrong!!)

Please do take this opportunity...provided you are confident of your health conditions..

How Wikileak did it yaar??

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Don't know....

Love is so confusing yaar.....you don't know when you fall in love..you can even don't know if its love for someone else or just a selfishness....when a person says 'I can do anything for you'(or even thinks ) the most selfish activity of that moment takes place because the underlying sentence is 'I can do anything for you to be with me' or 'I can do anything for you and i expect you to do the same' or 'I can do anything for you to love me'....etc etc...

This is not true always. Two persons can love each other in many strange ways..without knowing that they love each other or feeling the love within oneself but not expressing as they are afraid of losing it..... they cherish the love within...very protective,very selfishly....afraid of hurting it...they love the love so much that they forget the person for whom the love is meant to be.....

Why do we cry when our loved ones goes away?Thinking about our loneliness or about the loneliness that our loved one will feel without us.....

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Customer Care: Real Life Example

Hi All,

All these days we keep hearing stories of how we should do our bit to complain for whatever wrong happens around us. On a small and personal level this happened with me in the month of April, 2010.
Just felt like sharing with you all.

Please click here to find the complete conversation: -
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( All the mails from my side were sent by my mobile, the one with which you all are familiar with.)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
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Take your Life back again...be inspired

In today’s world, it can be easy to get lost in a sea of complications. It seems we have to go to great effort to get back what is natural, what is pure and what is simple. Naked addresses this ever growing need, guiding you through different aspects of your life and exploring how you can enjoy the goodness of simplicity. The book has four sections, based on the four classical elements. Water, Earth, Fire and Air, which the ancient Greeks, believed as the fundamental blocks of all matter and energy. In Naked, the four elements represent four natural approaches to personal well-being. Water looks at how we can use this essential substance to cleanse our lives, washing away mental and physical toxins. It helps you to explore all the ways that water can enhance living, both in terms of cleaning and restoring health and well-being. Earth invites you to enjoy all the goodness and energy of the earth. This includes the substance of the earth itself as a cleansing agent and as a source of minerals. The chapter also looks at the foods that spring from the earth, and the many ways we can enjoy the beneficial energy contained within them. Fire is about creativity, and energy. It helps you to unleash your creativity and get your mind into a fertile, productive space. The book also explores how we can sustain positive energy within us to meet all the challenges and opportunities that life throws our way. Air deals with your connection to the spiritual aspects of yourself and looks at how you can achieve harmony and balance in your life. It explores the lessons to be learned in the simple act of breathing and presents various methods of meditation. The book also discusses relationships and the ways that you can achieve balance within them. This completes the mind, body and spirit approach of the book.
As the pace of life gets faster, it is more important than ever for us to remember the important things in life, to keep things simple, and to be naked once again.


Courtesy:
Naked (how to feel naturally healthy) by Linda Gray. A Nature book regarding reviving yourself and using nature to heal your physical and mental liabilities. It’s one of my personal favorites. Be sure to read it and be pure, feel yourself again. I am really inspired, so posted the introduction of the book, for just an insight. Once you get to it, you know there’s a lot more, that nature offers you, just spend some time to read it and if you believe in it, practice it.

ye november ka jaadu hai mitwa........

someone just touched the soul like the november breeze touched the phool....

someone ignited the passion and i forgot all my tension...

someone came in the dream and gave me a dream.....

before i could realize what happened to me....someone just touched the soul....

LOVE IN THE AIR--FINAL PART..

16th Oct: (Nabami)

Hi guys, it’s me. Ya, after a long night yesterday, finally its me again. Yeah. That’s what matters to someone close to me, my parents…for them it’s just me which matters.
I decided to spend the final day of puja with them, their simple questioning, gentle whereabouts, simple thoughts and overtly emotions are funny to think, yet they are yours in more ways than you know.
Morning hours are always busy if you have a handful of time and loads of kinships who care for you. From morning to dusk, it was all hi-hellos, everybody congratulating on my recent jobs and their piece of advices about private companies and the pay involved, I could just ponder how everybody can come to the same conclusion without even happening to see it once or be a part of it somehow. Whatever, I felt happy and feel belonged, maybe there’s somebody that cares and wish me success. You can call it faith or a false solace, but it’s lively I saw you. Loads of sweets, prasads, gifts, clothes and the heavy meal resulted in dizziness, time to sleep then.
Its evening and we are all set for The Divine Intervention. Everybody wore everybody’s, I mean gifts. I had my mom’s gifted Mangavar’s creamy Sherwali, sis wore her dad-gifted salwar piece, ma and baba wore my gifted Mysore silk saree and Peter England’s. It filled all nice and beauty. We started our journey. As customary routine, my sis passed along chewing half-fried chanachur and panipuris all the way, my dad took the lead showing us the way and kept the guardianship going, mom as usual was the pace-maker (as the pace of a group is the pace of the slowest runner in the ally) cozied by sis, and me, well I took a rather beauty turn, I was all photography, of course my new found love- my DSLR. Hard to put in words, yet it was exhilarating. Thanks to a Hydrabadi biriyani, Chicken muglai and savory sushi added to the beautiful evening hours. We came back in 2300 hours, had snacks and sweet-dreams.

Next day: Dashami fever-

Well, by saying Dashami ‘fever’, I meant it literally. I had my temperature rising to 99F and feeling cold and a bit sick, I started packing my things the very next day. Dumped my latest collections of dvds, packed gifts, my home-left stuff and of course, my beauty, my Dell 1545.Packing set and done, went to the internet to check up on the flight’s status, met some old friends on the way. Spent the evening explaining my girlfriend things that cannot be explained – like why I came for seven days and not fourteen days till the lakshmi puja a few days ahead, promised to be back on valentines’ again and yeah, her ring on her fingers, it was mine. It looked so cute on her hands. Bye-bye love.
So here’s where my short vacation ends. Hope you guys felt the same way I felt while writing this. And yet, tomorrow is another day, the day I will be gone and day I will have to wait another six months to get. And it’s my probation period in Infy, so I guess it’s just the beginning.
Happy Dusshera!!!
Signing off,
Dev

P.s: Will be posting the pics on Picasa. End of “Love in the air”

A LOVE STORY THAT FAILED!!!

27 Aug 2010, Wednesday
0600 hours
Nameri Natural Park.

I am 45. I grasped my breath, coughed my lungs, cleared my throat and disregarded every single signs of ageing one possibly could have. Sick for a few days now, I took my customary diabetes pills, meditation doses and laid back on the wooden bench. That’s how my day begins, with a gentle morning walk. Yet today’s a day unforgettable. It’s the day I failed, failed for 22 years now.

28 Aug 1988
0100 hours
Diary page – The D-Day, Graduation Party.

Recollecting recent past:
I was following her from the terrace. Her magenta silk satin, elle18 makeover, stellate ring to Gucci bag, everything fitted her. She is just so perfect. My eyes followed unhindered through overcrowded hall-way, our champagne-clad Club 18 set, to the dining set, off to disco and the hiccup party. Suddenly she looked disturbed.
Her quick steps ran my heart as I followed her to the vast second floor balcony. I studied her as she looked far-away into the jovial night-life of the city. I moved a few yards away, away in the dark. She looked moved and terribly sad. Her watery eyes spoke more than her quivering lips. Ok, that’s enough.
‘Hi Aratrika. Happy Graduation’.
She retracted; tried her best to gain back composure. ‘Hey, how are you doing?’
I am a good friend of hers, a friendship developed over my six years stay of college. Words gave to emotions, emotion gave to tears. I discovered it was the lost necklace that cracked her down; moreover it was a planned gift to her mother on their anniversary.
‘Hey, it’s gonna be all right. Take this and nobody is gonna notice.’
It was my set. We went shopping together and got two similar sets for our moms.

I pulled the gold off my sherwani and put it in her palms, closed it and passed her my last words:
“The day you will see through it, you will see through me.”


Present Day, Nameri Natural Park:

‘Do you have a water bottle in your sack?’
‘Ya, sure’ I said as I passed it along. The old lady rested for a while. To my surprise, she had my necklace and in her fist, my love letter, intentionally preserved by me inside the crest for her to find out someday, which said:
‘I love you, always have. Never able to tell you and never will. Wish you and Rohit many happy regards.’
Her lips spoke:
‘Why did you have to leave me Dev? Why?’
‘I can see through you.’

I couldn’t say anything. Not twenty-two years before, not now. I closed my eyes only to see she’s gone, forever.


P.S : It's friction, a story for here at internal story writing competition in Infy. Kept at word limit of 450, so details got compressed. I hope you guys enjoy this story of a LOSER and yes, nabami is up next for posting, stay tuned.

PART 2- LOVE IN THE AIR...

Hi all,

It’s mid night again. It’s 21st of October. 11 days past my last tit-bit of blog posted last week. Let’s get into the act then.

The Past Few Days (Astami, Nabami, Dashami, Ekadashi) :
It’s painful the way saptami got washed away. More when you expect more from ‘The Mother’ who gave me my home 10 months back, only for her 10 days stay here and every day is a bliss, a new hope to love, affection and the blessings of us own. It’s very rare I have them around me and now I understand what’s love, why we need love, how is love. Great to be home during puja anyways. Still lightened showers, drizzles around the palm tree and fog around the far hilly grazed corner across the lamppost won’t stop. End of saptami here.

The last four days since my arrival had been a hurry. We had a homely puja, Ramakrishana Pathachakra (for those who understand). It kept me busy for sometime arranging dishes, basketful shopping, caterars’ arrangement and all. Still the essence of being in home and able to enjoy it is irrevocable. Puja was yesterday. Houseful of relatives, affectionates, friends, elderlies and bypassers crowded and kept the ambience swinging. ‘Kirtan and Path’ followed the actual Puja which was followed by Anjali, asirbad and Bhog,’kichori-prasad’. The aura and the sweet smell filled the atmosphere and I promise you will never get it anywhere else, It’s only your home you can feel it. The puja’s over.

15th Oct: (Friday :Astami)
Our small little gang went wild. It’s sort of a reunion of old hardy bunches. The lightened exteriors, the brightened city, flowering garlands on places over the city, soothing ‘aariti’ and rabindra sangeet was on the onset. Don’t know how to express that in words, better to keep and miss them for another 360 days to come. So all set to gloom, Me, my sis, my sweetheart and the best pals’ newfangled outfits…all the freshness and enthusiasm set to go, to the Mother Divine. Anyway, it was fun. From stupendous pandals and excellent lighting outdoors, the fireworks to the chantings, the smiling devotees to the cheerful children, everything was enjoyed, relished and soaked in a faith within ourselves. And all we prayed is to make us a better human and the world a better place. Love thy all and sly no further. Spend the day hand-on-hand relishing panipoori, amra, chanachur,rolls, biriyanis blab la bla despite a 1.5 hour long wait on the queues to catch the biggest and largest of all pandals in Agartala; a missing ring which turned things around me (plz ignore)* ; my pals falling sick of drowsiness and tension*. Yet it was the first puja day for me. All the 2000 kms or more travelled in two days to catch the moment, and this is it. I’m loving it. Not to mention the pics captured, the fun we had and meeting friends all the way was inevident and full. Well datsit, end of the day. Only nabami left.
*(All the stories are headlined – not elaborated as it’s sort of personal)
N.B: Catch nabami on Part three.

Happy dushera!!!!!!!!!

Hope sabne apne apne style me puja enjoy kiya hai....maine v kiya hai but not totally in my way...i had to follow the instructions of my project lead....maa durga ki kripa se i got a project on the first day of puja and i had to go through the documents for the next three days,through weekend,through puja.....nice start of project...my happy times have come to an end....

Anyway,had a nice experience of puja in bangalore..here i visited three pandals...had prasad in one of them. The puja culture is really nice hear...people organising puja here does it like a family affair and people enjoy it like a family affair...it was a nice experience...

Met arijit yesterday,at prantar's home...he was going to chandigarh....purane dino ki yaad agayi....

Enjoy guys.....and take care....

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POLY WILL MISS U YAAR!!!!!!!!!!!

Vijayadashmi ki subhkamnayen dooston.......

Early winter....cool air....festive season.....fervor...joy....variety of sweets....jalebi....friends....reunions...what else you can ask for...
hi guys, i had a great outing yesterday....went to gokul's place....bhola bhi aaya hoya tha....kamal and hiranya also turned up....we had a nice small reunion....we shared experiences....what is going on in life....we roamed in the city....complete aawara gardi ki!!....jalebiyan khayi....mithai khaye...pandals ghoome....walked a lot....bahut maaza aaya....

City mein kya traffic thi bhai.....har taraf log hi log....it took me two hours to reach OIL campus...festival season mein it is expected aur wahi hoya....finally reached my hostel at 8 P.M....as i reached, i was informed by my captain that we have the semifinal match at 10 P.M...i was awfully tired....i was shivering also....i might have had fever at that time....but cricket ke saamne kuch nahi....i geared up....prepared my self mentally....played the match...made 13 odd runs...took 1 wicket....our team won and we entered the finals.....the final was scheduled for 11 P.M....took rest...played the finals....yaar, kuch match hoya.....nail biting finish thi....batting first, we set a target of 59.....the opponents were chasing...ekdum aaram se....last two overs mein they required 5 runs.....i was to bowl the second last over...i bowled....gave away one run....last over and four runs...ball was handed over to a first yearite...he was nervous....i could see that on his face....he bowled and he bowled brilliantly....we enthused two run outs in that over...and we won the match by one run....celebrations erupted.....our team went mad....we couldnot believe that we pulled it off....

JUST A DAY SHARED..HOME AFTER 10 MONTHS AND...10 DAYS TO GO

Hi All,
Reporting at midnight. So officially the story starts here, 10th of October.
Recollecting recent past:

9th Oct, 1600 hrs:
Agartala, home.
I saw her after so many days. She’s nice and beautiful as always. A cheerful smile and a blown kiss fades everything else, makes life interesting, feels like its ‘time to live’ and ‘enjoy’ for the next few days. I met Symphony after we bade ‘Happy valentine’. It was romantic.
The next three hours is a beautiful journey. From exchanging smiles to smoothing touches, from panoply of kurtis, sandalwood, sandstone necklaces, lakme lipsticks to a gel filled lampstand aka ‘Candle-light dinner’ filled the emptiness in my ‘Corporate life of late’. Raised to my occasion was Canon 500D, my new found love. Got the moments captured, reviewed, criticized, edited and ready for posting and transfer scheduled tomorrow. Today was a moment after many days it felt. It was love all around.

9th Oct, 600 hrs:
Kolkata Airport, Away from home.
Arrived domestic terminal. Looking all around. Early morning but the streets look geared up for the day.
‘Hey Chai’…..’dudh cha dio’.
Sober.
90 earlier minutes was the end of all. I left Bhubaneshwar late night yesterday to reach by today’s early dawn, thanks to my oversized American Tourister, the kids besides my compartment, the night walker familyman, the journey tension..all of who supported the cause…’wake up early boss’. I am in need of some sleep. Managed a shared prepaid and laid down for 15minutes.
Early Kolkata looks serene or maybe the whole world looks so, never happened to wake up this early to catch up this far. Anyway, recollected my PNR, enuired the status – scheduled, flaunted my pass, walked pas the gates of security, looked for room and space to rest a few more minutes.
I heard a voice…there he was. My half-opened eyes could recognise him. I met Sonal. Blink of an eye and found my name calling again, this time its Basu. Heads up and ‘high-spirited’ Neristians rock and roll continued sometime more until it was boarding time for Sonal. Bade Bye and it was time for another cute Airport guy to come and meet us, Yes!!!...Rishi. Called him up, as cheerful as he is, came that guy along with a list of codes and traffic control therapy (that’s part of his training). It’s nice to meet him and correlate evrything we shared and past through and new experiences without which we can’t go by. ‘See you man, Njoy !!!’.
Me and Basu took adjacent seats and it was time for another comesum. We met Atanu, exchanged Hi’s and blah blah….Happy Durga Puja. We landed Agartala airport at 1130hrs, its time to go home now.
We departed.
Mama, I’m coming home.


M gonna sleep now. Already 100 hrs.
Catch my next updates in 72 hours.
Regards,
Dev for SHUBHA SARODIYA to all.


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A thought...

Happy Birthday poly...............have a nice time ahead..........
I dont know what to write....i clicked the 'new post' and wished poly and then i am stuck..reason?...lack of words/lack of ideas/lack of emotions/lack of thoughts or just the opposite?....got it!! lack of clartiy.....may be the reasons are lost...or may be they are there only but just invisible like air or still like water...i just need to create a wind or touch the water to create a ripple....or may be they are stuck in a storm,swirling within...thrashing onto each other and can't get out.The weather is fine,calm..only one swirling storm is there...inside...just want to spread the storm everywhere...destroy the calmness,turn the softness to destructive beauty....
...just a thought..:)
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helloooooo

"We need affiliation from people around us. We need it for our own enrgy." I dont know how many of you agree with this....but the sentence says alot.....we all need affiliation....its true but do we need it for our own energy....is that the reason for which I need it....I thought over it....I gave a deep thought over it but then I realised the sentence is not for me...."we" can not be replaced by "Mnx"....
By the end of the day when I feel I have not talked to my friends either I message or I call them up....that is not because I need something in return...mujhe apni friendship pe itna bharosa hai bin mange sab kuch milega.....but because its about the friendship.... atleast I cant stop myself from talking to my dear ones...I love listening to them I love sharing with them....the best thing is that now I dont need to tell my friends(Air Force) who is Poly, Nupur, Paromita, Bipul, Prantar, Sachin, Ved, PD or Rohit......they know alot about them....and you now jab papa ke paise use karti thi tab wo maza nai ata tha spend karne mein ab to jaise kuch bhi dosto ki pasand ka dekhne se u can't stop urself from buying....I met with many friends out here....pure din ek saath after a long time.....and then at the end of the day I asked what all changes they observed within me and then the things I heard was awesome....thanx to everyone.....I love sharing my experiences with PD and Sachin most....college days bohot yaad ata hai yaar....it was awesome!!!!!!
When Rohit was in problem and he called me up I was so haapy....but the worst part was hum canteen mein 5'O clock mil nahi sakte the....but the feeling says somewhere someone is there who think about you....and consider you close to him/her.....when paromita call me up for all that happening in her life......when Bhaiti says yaad aa gai tujhe meri...wo sachin ka phone receive karte hi excited sa "hi".....says alot without saying a word!!!!!!! Thanx friends its all U which tell me how much I know myself!!!!!!!!!!!
I hardly watch my new photoes....when ever i sit on Lappy I keep on opening the college pics.....Paromita u remember the song for your birthday "wo hai Paromita"......all my friends saw the video and they all liked it a lot.....after thinking I can say that the sentence cannot be for me....atleast those who know me can say that.....love you all alot............!!!!!!!!!!!

thoughts!

After living in the beautiful campus of the Indian Institute of Technology,Guwahati for more almost 430 days and experiencing the subtle variations of the weather, I have realized that I have lived some of the best moments of my life. The area just outside the campus is called Amingaon. Its so green. If you will walk down the road, you will feel that u are somewhere in kerala.The mighty Brahmaputra is always there to accompany you. The ashwaklanta mandir, the ferry ghat, the doul gobind mandir and of course the brahmaputra bridge are some of the places I often visit when I don’t feel like doing anything, when I don’t like feel like thinking anything…just to be with myself……IIT has been a good experience…first, to be with some of the best brains in the country…the geeks….nerds…..students are so free and independent…so open-minded….crazy to fulfill their passion and at the same time trying to handle the tough academic curricula…and they do it successfully…the system ensures that once you pass out, you are robust enough, tough enough to do anything and everything….producing the real engineers…who are capable to solve real life problems…..the other day, I was chatting with my guide and he told me…and I quote..”see, we are engineers and not mathematicians…hats off to them how they think…give big big theorems…prove them….i mean they are genius…we cannot think like them…we should work application specific….we don’t work on assumptions…we should think practically….we should be aware of the constraints that we are going to face while implementing something….” It was indeed a thoughtful thought….i pondered over it…in the mind, I had a flashback of whatever I had done in the project till date and I realized that if I go for the implementation, I will have “n” number of issues to tackle….so I decided that I should first find out what are the constraints….what is the ground reality…

I will tell you something about my project…..it is tilted”authenticating encryted data”….there is tremendous and overwhelming flow of information in the digital world…..this information needs to be protected....from whom? From pircay….for having secured communication…for making the communication secured, you need to present the information in way that is non-sense for unintended destinations….only the guy for whom you are sending the message is able to decode it….this is called as encryption….encyption scrambles the information, removes the correlation among the data points…

We are aware of the fact that bandwidth needs to be properly utilized. When, we deal with multimedia data like images, audio, video ..we actually deal with a large heap of information…it needs to be properly represented so that the storage and bandwidth requirements are reduced….compression gives us the solution…..compression looks for the correlation….looks for the pattern in the data and tries to remove the redundancy…..

And, here is the conflict…..compression looks for patterns….encryption tries to remove it….so, the first issue to be tackled is to have an encryption algorithm which preserves the compression ratio to some extent…..

Authenticating means to prove that I am original, I have originated from the true source…I have not been manipulated….here, I represents information….industry standards that are used are watermarks, hash functions, message authentication codes….in my project, I have to incorporate watermarks/hash with encryption so that the watermark remains invariant to the encryption process…..thats the second issue to be tackled….

Project has been a great learning experience….sometimes you don’t know what you are doing…where are you heading….there are moments that when you come to know that the lines you were thinking on was wrong…..you have to rethink, reorganize yourself….

At times, the final year of m.tech seems boring….no course work…only teaching assistantship duty…so going to the lab is not mandatory(thanks to my guide for being so flexible with me)….there are times when I feel blank….all alone….i so eagelry wait for the clock to hit 6 p.m. when the sun sets(the scorching sun I must say)….and I just flee away from my room into the ground…..i try to find someone to play with…badmintion..tennis or cricket…when there is no hang out with, I run….and run…and run….theni come back…drink one litre of milk….my hostelmates call me milk boy!!

Final year has been gracious enough to give me time to read some books…..books are the greatest companions….”To the last bullet” written by Vinita kamte, the wife of late Ashok kamte introduced a great personality….his life style, work ethics will surely have an everlasting effect on my life…presently reading”three statesmen: gokhle,gandhi and nehru”…trying to get into the history….trying to see how that world looked….how those visionaries affected the future of this country….how they shaped up our lives…..i think that the solutions to the problems lie in our past…unless we don’t know it correctly, we wont be able to appreciate and understand why things are like that? Gokhale once told and I quote…”we will never be able to unite hindus and muslims completely”…..i found it so true….

Also reading…”The world since 1945”….there is so much diversity across the nations…I always thought why countries are in conflict….now I realize, why they have so much less conflict!!economic imbalance, power concentration, arms race,neo-colonialism…these issues are taking the world towards more disorder….chaos…we need leadership…..leaders who can guide people…..

Seeing so much problems…so much diversity, I realize the importance of gandhi….what he tried to do….we have to accept the fact that difference will always be there at different levels….at community level, at caste level, at state level, at nation level….people have found unique tools to divide themselves in groups….groups which have common agenda……I will give tell you what I have experienced in my hostel in the last one year….the division between north and south people is so strong…they wont talk with each other….in the mess, they wont sit with each other….there is always a conflict on the mess menu….now leave this aside…once you enter south, there is again division…keralites will be together..telgu will be together……other day, I was talking to one of my friend and my classmate too on the very same issue of why there is such a division….he told that when we sit with north people on the table, they talk in hindi and we hardly understand anything….northern people say they talk in telgu and we don’t understand anything…they shud learn hindi…but the same question andhrites can also raise that why you don’t learn telgu…..and the poblems persists…. ..when the biggest assest of the country fight on such petty issues, I feel bad….acceptance, tolerance, presevearence have been the highlighting point of indian culture…have we lost it? Question haunts but the adventure to find the answer excites….and the excitement increases my belief that gandhi will make a better india…

The great Indian psychotherapy - Chetan Bhagat

The great Indian psychotherapy

CHETAN BHAGAT

(TOI, 26 Sep 2010, All That Matters, Page 22)

Countless articles, books, thesis, papers and research reports have tried to answer the question, ‘what is wrong with India?’ Global experts are startled that a country of massive potential has one of the largest populations of poor people in the world. Isn’t it baffling that despite almost everyone agreeing that things should change, they don’t? Intellectuals give intelligent suggestions – from investing in infrastructure to improving the judicial system. Yet, nothing moves. Issues dating back thirty years ago, continue to plague India today. The young are often perplexed. They ask will things ever change? How? Whose fault is it that they haven’t?

Today, i will attempt to answer these tricky questions, although from a different perspective. I will not put the blame on everyone’s favorite punching bag– inept politicians. That is too easy an argument and not entirely correct. After all, we elect the politicians. So, for every MP out there, there are a few lakh people who wanted him or her there. I won’t give ‘policy’ solutions either – make power plants, improve the roads, open up the economy. It isn’t the lack of such ideas that is stalling progress. No, blocking progress is part of the unique psyche of Indians. There are three traits of our psyche, in particular, that are not good for us and our country. Each comes from three distinct sources – our school, our environment and our home.

The first trait is servility. At school, our education system hammers out our individual voices and kills our natural creativity, turning us into servile, coursematerial slaves. Indian kids are not encouraged to raise their voices in class, particularly when they disagree with the teacher. And of course, no subject teaches us imagination, creativity or innovation. Course materials are designed for no-debate kind of teaching. For example, we ask: how many states are there in India? 28. Correct. Next question –how is a country divided into states? What criteria should be used? Since these are never discussed, children never develop their own viewpoint or the faculty to think.

The second trait is our numbness to injustice. It comes from our environment. We see corruption from our childhood. Almost all of us have been asked to lie about our age to the train TC, claiming to be less than 5 years old to get a free ride. It creates a value system in the child’s brain that ‘anything goes’, so long as you can get away with it. A bit of lying here, a bit of cheating there is seen as acceptable. Hence, we all grow up slightly numb to corruption. Not even one high profile person in India is behind bars for corruption right now. This could be because, to a certain extent, we don’t really care.

The third trait is divisiveness. This often comes from our home, particularly our family and relatives, where we learn about the differences amongst people. Our religion, culture and language are revered and celebrated in our families. Other people are different – and often implied to be not as good as us. We’ve all known an aunt or uncle who, though is a good person, holds rigid bias against Muslims, Dalits or people from different communities. Even today, most of India votes on one criterion – caste. Dalits vote for Dalits, Thakurs for Thakurs and Yadavs for Yadavs. In such a scenario, why would a politician do any real work? When we choose a mobile network, do we check if Airtel and Vodafone belong to a particular caste? No, we simply choose the provider based on the best value or service. Then, why do we vote for somebody simply because he has the same caste as ours?

We need mass self-psychotherapy for the three traits listed above. When we talk of change, you and i alone can’t replace a politician, or order a road to be built. However, we can change one thing – our mindset. And collectively, this alone has the power to make the biggest difference. We have to unlearn whatever is holding us back, and definitely break the cycle so we don’t pass on these traits to the next generation. Our children should think creatively, have opinions and speak up in class. They should learn what is wrong is wrong – no matter how big or small. And they shouldn’t hate other people on the basis of their background. Let us also resolve to start working on our own minds, right now. A change in mindset changes the way people vote, which in turn changes politicians.

And change does happen. In the 80s, we had movies like “Gunda” and “Khoon Pi Jaaonga”. Today, our movies have better content. They have changed. How? It is because our expectations from films have changed. Hence, the filmmakers had to change.

If we resolve today that we will vote on the basis of performance alone, we will encourage the voices against injustice and we will place an honest but less wealthy person on a higher pedestal than a corrupt but rich person. By doing so, we would contribute to India’s progress. If everyone who read this newspaper did this, it would be enough to change voting patterns in the next election. And then, maybe, we will start moving towards a better India. Are you on board?