CHUPPANDI CHATS

Hope

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Wed, 01 Feb 2012 19:59:00 +0000

Read it somewhere... Sounded hopeful at 2 past midnight...

"While some see hopeless Ends, Some see Endless Hopes.."

Hope another day another time things will change for good.

Haken Continuum.. Sheer Bliss...

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Wed, 01 Feb 2012 19:32:00 +0000

When Rano was on town last night he called me for old times sake (luckily I picked) I just asked him as to whatz his work at this time of the year afterall he has been running around places for years and he hardly had time to think abt us I guess. All he said to me was, Just Hop-on man.. we are heading to something very interesting. Having nothing otherthan boredom all-over these years i could not help but being amused as a kid got a ticket for a circus. It was more than 6 years since I saw him for real..

He just took me to this record room near vadapalani in chennai and just gave to play a Haken Continuum today. I couldn't believe my eyes that im infact holding one for real....Oh boy..What an instrument it is.... Its all childs play though if u know to work around any XG a bit.... Sheer bliss I must say.

Felt like my whole body was resonating in its natural freq.... Crying is inevitable as tears came rolling by i could hardly control myself. thatz what music can do to you... When u are surrounded by the BG's strumming around frenetically and with such a device as this that lets out a hysterically high pitched cry full of madness and music....

Ooh.. what a day this is... still the sound is reverberating in my ears even as my hands are itching for more... Thanks Rano for doing this for old times sake... really miss those gud old days of jamming undergrounds n ramming eachothers heads...

You could literally work around like a 3D Tab in front of you for all you need know is its a continuum fingerboard aka Haken Continuum.... Its pretty much like a 3axis Fingerboard where in you could control your music with Sensors under the playing surface that responds to our finger position and pressure in 3 dimensions and provide pitch resolution of one cent along the length of the scale (the X dimension), allowing essentially continuous pitch control for portamento effects and notes that are not in the chromatic scale, and allowing for the application of vibrato or pitch bend to a note. A software "rounding" feature enables pitch to be quantized to the notes of a traditional equal-tempered scale, just scale or other scale to facilitate in-tune performance, with the amount and duration of the "rounding" controllable in real time.

An illustration of the Continuum Fingerboard's axes.

The Continuum also provides two additional parameters for the sound: it is able to transmit the finger pressure on the board as a MIDI value, as well as the finger's vertical position on the key. These parameters are independently programmable; a standard configuration is where position on the X-Axis (lengthwise) on the instrument corresponds to pitch, position on the Y-Axis (widthwise) corresponds to a timbre shift, and position on the Z-Axis (vertically) corresponds to a change in amplitude. The Continuum is capable of polyphonic performance, with up to 16 simultaneous voices.

Luks like there are similar apps now available in variety of Ipads, tabs etc., like morphwiz, Bebot etc., (watch the video in this link which also shows ARR in a interview showcasing his handiwork in his IPad using Bebot)

Luks like very few have effectively used it with our very own ARR the legend leading the show. Watch the video as to how passionately he strokes a haken continuum Fingerboard. That truly evokes the spirit in you.

Wonder if somebody would use this for carnatic music as well. It'd be interesting to see someone adapt this even as its quite obvious that over time some one will evidently do it. I can of-course fancy my chances if only I could afford one to my already increasing collection of music instruments :)

Experience the thrill.. you know what im sayin...

Shooting Star - Phobus Grunt falling back to earth after a failed mission

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sun, 15 Jan 2012 17:29:00 +0000

Love the smell of Hydrazine and Dinitrogen Tetroxide in the morning... Phobus Grunt decent has started... wonder if any Radio jove stations could catch it through their telescope. will the fuel chamber explode, would the al shell bear the brunt of the re-entry, will know in a day for sure.... keep ur webbs crossed...

Catch its path here....

The Greatest Speech Ever Made

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:24:00 +0000

An exceptional piece of speech from the silent man who moved the world.

Charlie Chaplain in one of his movies of peace, humanity and equality...

Hearing this again and again as the time nears 2am... thought of sharing this..

World's Smallest V12 Engine

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sun, 25 Dec 2011 17:18:00 +0000

Look at the man's conviction... really a masterpiece..

Maestro of Sitar... Pt. Ravi Shankar and Anoushka Shankar's album Breathing under waret (2007)

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Fri, 25 Nov 2011 18:50:00 +0000

I dont know since when i started falling for sitar... the haunting Hameer.. dheen thal's... the chirping sounds in successions mastered by the great Pt. Ravishankar. I had this privilege once in my life to hear him perform in Chennai for some concert organized by SPIC alongside her daughter Anoushka.

I just happened to hear from a tube with she playing in the prestigious Carnegie Hall... I must say truly she has proven the old saying to emulate her father coming of age showing great maturity. Even I had bee blamed her for being quite un-classical and showing-off more with too less of technique.

Anoushka Shankar with her father and guru Pt. Ravi shankar after a concert in 2006

At the beginning of her career, Anoushka played strictly classical sitar music and came under some criticism because she supposedly wasn't as good as her father. I must say its an unfair comparison though and also i had heard Recently the album Breathing Under Water though it was released around 2007, Anoushka has been experimenting with Indian fusion, mixing her sitar playing with more Western music.This album is a collaboration with Karsh Kale, who is an Indian producer, composer, and musician who is known for mixing Indian music with other styles.

My favourite being the oceanic part 2 (feat. ravi shankar) comes as the 12th track. I have been hearing the same song for the last 3 days putting it in a loop. Surely I guess I have a lot to catch-up.

Hopefully she'd be as famous and most importantly an ambassador of Brand India too...

Anoushka Shankar during a concert in Los Angeles

arduino LCD Display. Tamil characters

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 17:45:00 +0000

Tamil in seven segment display on my 16x2 LCD panel... with the counter..

Thatz my name in tamil. followed by tamil arduino... cool isn't it...

Sorry for the blurred images.. this is the best i could manage with my mobile.

I have been experimenting with my Arduino for a while now... did this for fun before having to read a thermo couple output and those messy signal condition circuits driving me crazy.... couldn't afford those costly ones though... will see about that....

And this is a nice pic of my arduino with ATMega 32 Sitting atop...

Silence - A poem I read somewhere

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 09:32:00 +0000

A poem on silence…. I read somewhere… written by kids…

Can’t imagine how deep a kid of 12’s thoughts could be… This one sure can express multitudes of her feelings….

Really am envy of her as to how pristine and beautiful her thoughts are…

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Silence shines when you’re alone

It dances through the glass

When I feel quiet, silence

Tiptoes into my dreams

It somersaults through the ocean

Until it falls into my hands

- By Victoria, age 12

Who said meetings aren't always productive... Meeting can be creative too..

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Fri, 02 Sep 2011 17:12:00 +0000

The perfect MAN - HE MAN (inspired by felista studios storyboard)

Archibald Haddok caught cursing (some haddokisms)

And thatz Popeye the sailor man... toot toot...

Tweet tweet...

Thatz the deep sea explorer..

(my depiction of a scene from shpere novel.. the giant squid however has become a shark though.. )

If only he was alive today and knew what ppl. had deduced out of his theories...

Would Einstein have pointed his way... !!

Happy Halloween... !!

How Lame.. !!

Lots more to follow....

Victory of the people against corruption - A true democracy

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 27 Aug 2011 15:32:00 +0000

Let this day be etched in the History of india as yet another day of Independence. Freedom from corruption and against politicians as no movement in independent India is driven by peoples power. Let us hope this transforms to a reality which seemed to be doomed so far.. thanks Anna Hazare for showing us a shaft of light inside the cave...

Driving readers crazy.. Selling dreams of nought...

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 06 Aug 2011 05:24:00 +0000

Just a funny cartoon on the Business Evangelist - Guy Kawasaki from bradfitzpatrick

Watta funny illustration.. i've read some of his books (Goes to show how bored I really am) only to keep laughing as to how and what ppl really make out of these... Quite obvious that such a poor soul I am.. got nothing from it...

Somebody tweeted asking him why all his photos show him smiling revealing his frontal lobe clusters exposed always...Wonder if it really is.. just google him and see for yourself :)

I say why wouldn't he be... afterall he quoted in one of his books that goes something like this " The thing is you just have to do one right thing in your life and everyone will talk about u with that " Wat the Heck......

Battered and out...

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 09 Jul 2011 17:30:00 +0000

Guess Im done with all my misery
And all the things that i did to me so smeary
Still standing but battered
The pain that keeps me all so cluttered

The miles I tread seems getting longer
As the wind and darkness seem to grow stronger
Undeterred I try still keep chasing on
Un-fluttered the darkness still keeps stalking on

Distant dreams seems just a mirage
Adding just one more year to my age
Last tasted success seems eons ago
Leaving me stranded with so many miles to go

The days are getting longer and loner
Smacking a reminder that im just another goner
Trembling legs tumbling tears i still try
To break the shackles from the cobwebs of my life

Years in a jiffy seem to roll me by
As life seem so still and im laying bye
Sometimes i wonder cursing me why
Withered and battered still i lie

can't believe I'm so broken inside.
for i've failed to keep my self aside
Nothing else here seem to matter anymore
Don't think I have it in me no more

Courage is what I once had so high
Ravaging with time as it feels the end game draws nigh
Dreaded yet I try keep walking on
The dire straits of my life hardly seem to move on

So many threats and fears, so many wasted years
Before my life can actually be won to be my own

And yep there were some rare moments of gold
With lot many stories gone untold
And yep there were flashes of light
filled with hope of may and might

We see just what we want to see
So you feel just what you want to be
Hoping that everything is coming back to me
I hope I'll just be what I was to be

Gandhian Era II - Evidence by a swiss magazine on rajiv's swiss assets, On looting the county

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Wed, 29 Jun 2011 04:02:00 +0000

This might quite be old but i really wonder how it went quite un-noticed by any of the mainstream media that boasts on every non-sense they call as news (atleast not a news that i've heard of). The editorials too have been quite over-boasting to every developments expressing either cynical or rather titillating.

It really makes us wonder what are we working for. What these politicians are hiding that they could fool around with crores of people feebly hoping to make out a future for their country with whatever is left with. Is it fair to say that the post gandhian era has been looted by the un-gandhian gandhi family. Well i dont wanna say much about the gandhian era for i hardly believed the motif of the man's vision.

Does it really matter who fights for attention towards revealing the identities of those who have invested in banking safe heavens... it hardly matters whether Anna Hazare, Ramdev, Bushan's or Bedi's or whoever for that matter fights for the cause. The crux of the matter is we have tainted people ruling us and it hardly matters of what gradient they were. They need not recognise the civil society for whatever reason they might say like which one of them is tainted... anna is using luxury hotels, ramdev has a fortune at hand and luxury houses worth crores at some exotic locations, Bushan has vouched for several false cases etc., do they ever care to look back at them?? as to how many folds their property and income has increased from one term to another of their MP's, Ministers .

Well there is a saying in tamil. "Unless the thief himself decides to reform himself it cannot be extirpated". Its highly unlikely that the modern day thiefs sitting on the top echelons would ask for the details even the swiss might consider giving.

This could only favor the recoup of sorts thats emerging of late around the world where people have demonstrated they can change regimes if they think they've had enough. whether its in the form of representatives of the civil society or by some other means, a new revolution will soon emerge and will change for the change that is inevitatble.

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Solving the 4x4x4 Cube - The Rubik Revenge - New Obsession

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 25 Jun 2011 15:10:00 +0000

Solving the Rubik Revenge has become a new obsession. Thanks to Murali for importing one for me (For free ofcourse :) )

While I must admit that I still am trying to perfect my skills and that i could only accidentally arrive at the solution after trying different combinations for atleast half-an-hour, its really a wonderful and exciting step ahead much more that one could get solving a beginners 3x3x3.

I had taught many of my pals to use an easier algorithm based on patterns and orientations. I would soon post my very own algorithm for solving a 3x3x3 aka algo-de-chuppandi. It feels really weary to prepare a documentation of sorts. I approach the given scrambled cube in the form of a 3cube matrix. starting from orienting to transpose layer-via-layer. This way one could get to the solution quite quickly. However it would seem all very complex with lots of moves.

Now Rubik revenge is an entirely different game altogether. I kinda vaguely remembered I had read somewhere a professor I Ching had similar structure at hand when he had to transpose DNA segments when arranged in the form of a three dimensional matrix. In cond-mat/0204078, too they've tried to re-orgenize the cubes in a spacial nodes with particular application to binary sequences of length six of the general concept of sequence-space, first introduced in coding theory by Hamming.

a six-dimensional hypercube

It also makes us wonder how the nature points us ways of solving things that could be far complex to comprehend by a human mind..

Well sorry for yet another boring subject guyz. If you sure are not able to catch what i was just balbberring just wait for my next video and documentation on solving a hyper cube of any size.

Now for the record thatz me with my cube... intolerable ain't it... :)

Revenge...

Thatz me with my cube @office :)

And thatz how i keep my desk... :)

CNN Hero - Narayanan Krishnan

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Tue, 05 Apr 2011 18:46:00 +0000

Im speechless... Its very mean how we keep talking of this, that and keep blaming our governments for not doing things. Its very easy for all of us to close our eyes and shy away from helping others. Its time that we pay back the society that gave us all it can ever give. Being fortunate doesn't make us divine let us be of all be human first.

Hats off to him...

The dirty side of money

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 06:30:00 +0000

I kind of vaguely remember a documentary in NGC about finding the cause of an epidemic that affects the respiratory tract and people are even strangled to death. The findings of which turned out to be spreading due to some kinda Ecoli (Escherichia coli O5O7 I guess) present in fruits, rotten tomatoes carried over to the other places and could survive even when froze to sub temperatures…

Now the funny side of it is.. Earning less too turns out to be a blessing in disguise… at times ofcourse… J

Cheers

Subu

The dirty side of money

DIVYA GANDHI

BANGALORE, March 25, 2011

· All currency notes, 96% coins carry pathogenic species

· Sanitise hands after handling currency, advises paper

Currency infected with bacteria: study

An employee counts currency notes at a cash counter in a bank in Agartala. — Photo: Reuters

A new study published in the latest edition of Current Science has found that every single currency note and 96 per cent of coins carry various strains of bacteria, of which at least three species are highly infectious.

If that weren't enough, this widely handled article may be assisting in the spread of drug-resistant strains of bacteria, found the paper, one of few such studies conducted on Indian currency.

The research paper, titled 'Screening of currency in circulation for bacterial contamination' was authored by Akshay Sharma and B. Dhanashree of Kasturba Medical College, Manipal University.

As part of their study, the researchers each collected 25 samples of currency notes and coins, using a random sampling technique.

Responsible for diseases

Microbial screening showed that a surprising 96 per cent of coins and 100 per cent of the currency notes were found to be contaminated with different bacterial species. Of these, three pathogenic species — Staphylococcus aureus,Klebsiella spp and Escherichia coli – were found to be responsible for various gastric and respiratory diseases.

Antibiotic-resistant

Tests showed that the bacteria were considerably resistant to commonly used antibiotics. For instance, S. aureus showed 100 per cent resistance to penicillin, while 50 per cent of Klebsiella spp were resistant to piperacillin. E. coli was resistant to ampicillin and piperacillin.

Bacteria such as Klebsiella spp. were known to cause hospital-acquired infections, and are most commonly involved in respiratory tract infections.

The paper advised medical professionals and food handlers, in particular, to sanitise their hands after handling currency to prevent cross-contamination.

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Sports Preview shows - Mediocre Media and those mean men...

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Wed, 23 Mar 2011 17:37:00 +0000

Too sick of watching the match previews on the eve of CWC2011... Esp the news channels like timenow, NDTV they hardly look appealing and are only concentrating on doing something flashy and filmy with all those nonsense comments and catch lines so mediocre written by mediocre ppl....

Even roping in those old hogs seems hardly helping it improve its content... Boria Majumdar (funny sports beureu journo) a self-proclaimed cric geek just goes on spitting watever comes across his mind claiming he has gotten some kinda heavenly dawn... Mandira trying so hard to luk cute and so pathetic in her all reavealing attire with those few gud oldtimes who themselves are trying hard to put to words whatever they think.. coz these crazy media maniacs would try to make miles out of every minute.... Dean jones is another hilarious piece of shit... Prof. Deano as they fondly call him... SOmehow the fiery batsman from OZ had gotten so deep into the shit which only goes to show how unsuccessful could he so as to stop commenting and running (acting rather) sports preview shows....

Sidhu however still seem to maintain his lordliness yet attracting his fans with all those siddhuisms...

Well the names goes on and on for its the time for all these bugger to reap whatever they did or did not sow... As long as indian ppl are so fond of gossips in sports irrespective of the veracity of the content these media preview shows gonna fish out for TRP's with those hard liners claiming whatever they hardly know of..

However ironic as it may sound it is a very evident truth that media is hardly ethical and loyal these days and are running for mere money than for the spirit of the journalism.

Another chance.. too close to be lost...

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Thu, 03 Feb 2011 14:56:00 +0000

Hey guyz...
Just to update you all, I just am in pursuit of perhaps what could be one last chance to trek along the valleys to my dream....

Wish me luck guys... for im on a run-away train with just hope left in me to get back to where it all begun.... Just for a chance to start it all-over again...

Will update ya all soon..... as to whether i did made it or flunked is as if by habit...

Back Blogging again.....Coming of age....

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Tue, 21 Dec 2010 16:48:00 +0000

Must've been almost an year almost since I had devoted some real time for blogging. I know I ain't that busy either and it's also not that I did not have some stuff to write about. I guess I could only blame it partly on my slothy and lazy life these days and partly to the fact that i could hardly put to words all that I cerebrate or rather comprehend... each and every one of them.

Maybe the ardent blogger in me who had all the time in the world to mull around each and everything is long gone... the days I felt that urge in me to share everything and to let the world out there know what I think about whatever that riffles through my mind.

I don't really know if anybody cares a shit as to if a moron writes anything at all or rather not... The truth is I don't really want to..But I really thank those souls from the bottom of my heart, who cared to ask me why I had stopped writing or rumbling something. To those Guyz, u had been the only motivation for me to write anything. And I only hope you don't get much bored and repent later...

Musings apart... There has been lot of happenings these days and lots more happening of-late except THE happenings I always long for... I kind-of got myself delved deep into the cobwebs of my working life as a measure to keep myself apart from the reality of being the loser. Gosh I hate so much as if I'm enacting a play acting like a whiz-kid while the reality to the contrary is quite diametrical.

Well, thatz me as you guyz know. as queasy as ever. Without much of a hiss i just wanna say especially to those who still motivate me and believe that i still have some stories untold (or rather feel so funny or for whatever reason) HERE I AM.. Back again BLOGGING !!!

Chuppandi Solving the Cube

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Thu, 17 Jun 2010 18:20:00 +0000

Just bear this for me readers... Solving the cube has become almost an addiction these days and can't help posting it here. May not be my best time but still just had this one to post... Forgive me for that sorry luking face... Can't help much can I ??? :)

Statement on the Status of Tamil as a Classical Language

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sat, 29 May 2010 19:15:00 +0000

http://tamil.berkeley.edu/Tamil%20Chair/TamilClassicalLanguage/TamilClassicalLgeLtr.html

Cellphones - The new addiction for Human Being....

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Fri, 21 May 2010 13:40:00 +0000

How often do you see someone who keeps on walking and crossing the roads engrossed in their cellphones completely oblivious to their surroundings ???

Well i guess its time to raise the usual disclaimer that I intend not to hurt or criticize anyone. For I do not have even an ioata of right to do so as iam not known for being in such saner minds. But having come across such ppl had invariably and greatly evoked my ire.

I had seen a man this morning on the signal around the place I live and commute to my office daily. An IBMer flaunting his ID card on his waist so proudly and walking hurriedly, the tall man he was also talking on his mobile phone cluching it by one hand. Just when the signal had gone green he came by scrambling to run across and cross still clutching and talking on his phone. He managed quite well on one side but he had hardly seen the other side. He strode quite casually with the whole traffic behind him (the blind side) thatz raring to go. Midway through the other lane a lorry driver had to slam his brakes and was visibly shaken by this man barging-in (Given the fact that lorry drivers hardly do slam their breaks to save someone) and was pumping his horn quite forcibly blaring time and again. This dizzy little guy (compared to the lorry) hardly gave a shit. Not even turned his heads to look around why the whole place is so tensed. And is not even aware that lot many faces are luking at him and it indeed is quite pitiable that he did not even know (even now) he had escaped from a near death possibility and was still walking his way through talking on his phone and smiling.

I felt like chasing and slapping the guy up-front for his ignorance. But was qute appalled and wondering what is it that one would converse so incessantly for hours without being attentive to their surroundings or even feeling a sense of regret for wasting all the priceless time and irrevokable periods of their life. Well, I may not be a Gigolo Joe, but I sure can understand ppl for that matter., As to why men fall in love and are passionate about each other. Yes, i do know that Love has no boundaries... no rules and no fears and all the shitty feelings.... And, no care for others except those who love them and ofcourse the urge to communicate with the not-so-near and dear ones and oflate the unknowns....

Are we deviating from the central theme of this post... Well then here we are back to where we actually were..

This is yet another incident when I was actually riding my passion (Bike) a week-end in my hometown alongside the newly laid golden-Quadrilateral highways. When i was about to detour from the classy roads to enter the city avoiding the by-pass, (its actually a bumpy curve that is poorly taken care of) considering the kindof ppl we are; i'll always pay attention to these pitfalls as im quite used to them much like any average Indian. Which is when i found a poor soul who happened to cruise past me like a breeze, talking over his phone all-along and steering single handedly. The sound of squeaking breaks followed by a loud noise sent shivers inside me as i rushed to help the boofhead. But to my surprise he was still talking in his mobile phone lying on the road alongside his vehicle (I still have that frame in my mind). Even before i reached him there were some good samaritans who helped to get him on his feet and lifted his bike from the ruins. His knees had scratched and he was bleeding a bit with the bruises but hez just fine. But he was not paying attention to any of these and looked rather cool, still talking over the phone and kick-started his engine and went away again riding, clutching the phone by his heads sideways and talking again... "Ya.. i just fell down, ya ya im okay... its just the pits that made me fall again (Again ???), no no i'll do it once i reach home... so what else......."

What in gods name do you call it ???

He did not even bothered to thank those who attended him... Those scrambled from whatever work they were doing a while before to help another reckless Indian who did not even cared a shit to thank. I at that very moment felt my anger gushing again and indeed contemplated beating him to knees down or rocking him again on his bike. But soon sanity prevailed to stop me doing any non-sense.

This is the kind of addiction that im talking about. We are now in the days of obsessive communication. Where we feel the urge to keep communicating with others althrough the walks of our life without even realising the fact that we in-turn are spoiling our own self. Gone are the days when we used to communicate with our family, dear ones etc., through phones booking trunk-calls once in a blue moon. The telegrams that used to Zip around as if like messengers. But now... A call an hour is the order of the day.. and every call lasts an hour atleast.... Beleieve me there are ppl who talk even in rest-rooms, I wonder what they speak from there ??? "Just the fifth drop of scat had fallen.. Ya.. sixth now...". (Well to me tat is the only place a man can be at peace. A place for some introspection. To make some important decisions and at times to read.. :) )

I'd often feel unpleasant when i talk in phones more than 10min. I do not keep calling ppl to tell them every now and then that how I love them or to update them how my day is. They can hardly do anything for im on my own and I'd inevitably had to face the world on my own. I was fortunate for my parents had understood my (read sarcastically) rather odd behaviour when they are surrounded by myriads of ppl who keep telling them about what their son in the states is doing this very moment....

But they satisfy their wishes by talking to my bro. who comes online everyday to talk to my dad-n-mom for atleast about 2-3 solid hrs. (I'd ask him dont u hav anything else to do thr.. ??). See why should one spend so much of his time only in communicating. I wonder how the society which is so conservative and maladaptive to changes that are required for a host of porblems have taken in so graciously and is growing so exponentially every week. Imagine the amount of buisness that had sprung-in and the billions of money worth of market that it has knocked open. I guess Cellphones must've been the most successful product next to the personal computers this century.

The point is we tend to overdo things especially those driven by technology. Considering the large mass of conservative, reckless and comparively poor ppl we are. Which is why rather the internet had picked-up even in places most remote. One can say that almost 80-90% of the average household has Television sets and more so the rising figures of the mobile networks and the customer base that serviece providers are tanking on these days only goes to show the addictive behaviour of indian households.

On the other side it has quite a lot of postitives though. Considering the large numbers of new buisness that had sprung-in because of this invention, parents who could keep in touch with their loved ones just a few numbers away. And with a new host of technology driven products pouring in to tap the market potential, lots and lots more.

But, at the same time i've seen ppl who tend to buy more than one phone at a time merely to flaunt their supremacy. Some had even gone to the extreme of getting loans to replace their old ones with another that has more features. The ones who are always hooked on to the music and the modulated frequency channels are different kind of a story and its better that I reserve it for another post.

The point is addiction. I mean just like people are getting addicted to every sensory pleasures in the world, people are also getting addictive to the need for communication. To some its the divine fluid that goes inside, to some its the rocking insalubrious beats of passion that kinda drives them like hell, to some its women who drives them mad, the virtual games, lotteries, etc., well i can now hear that all-familiar accusation.... Yes, I am a insane rider, I do agree the fact. But there is actually a thrill that it excerts in you. The adrenaline that it pumps in you to go for more of those steep curves and the ecstacy it gives you when you wade through the traffic and blockades like a flocking bird, I mean its breathtakingly awesome experience. (Ofcourse you have to live with those failed attempts and the subsequent consequences). Yeah its kinda addictive too I do agree.

Likewise every damn being is getting addicted to this urge to talk or fiddle incessantly in these pretty little devices if you dont buy the argument yet, try asking any young swot to be calm for a minute after giving him any of these devices. I dont want to sound so out of fashion. For I always make sure that I acquire a considerable amount of knowledge about relatively new products and believe me Im fairly gud at handling any gadget of sorts.

Now, to cut-short my otherwise loooong musing, i'd like to recite the proverb from a parable "all gud things when crossed the limit, most certainly would turn worse than bad". This I guess holds very true for the case i was explaining all the while. Technology is gud as long as you dont tend to fall for it or get addicted to. You can always use the aid of Technology but that in my opinion should not re-define our lives. For WE are human beings made by flesh, blood and bones by nature not some programmed devices.

Cheerz and thanks for the read.

Im Done... !!! GTG....

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Mon, 10 May 2010 18:57:00 +0000

Well... Its official now guyz.. im leaving... I mean atleast from this god-forsaken place where i've wasted all my precious youthful years unfruitfully. I donno if anybody would give a damn shit if some obnoxious little weed has got over its hapless, miserable or sorry state from where that got so institutionalized, was wasting its time around a pretty uncongenial place and was doltishly hoping to make better use of its never existant talents that a natural achiever in the corporate world inherits or rather cultivates.

Iam finally sick of cursing around blaming the biggies for not recognizing or rather realizing the talents from my vantage point. I know perfectly well (like my Ex-boss uesd to say) everybody has the right to feel betrayed given that so-called 'performance' in a corporate world. SOme for not getting triple-promoted, some for not being Product heads and so on. I guess its only the magnitude that differs and it doesn't matter whose woe is bigger.

The performance appraisal system that we had is so pathetic that even the bosses would say "this in no way reflects your performance or the way you worked". What in gods name would you call that kinda system where-in you dont relate your apprisal system to your performance. But as it turns out always the ones who enjoy the greatest visibility or pro-sombus are the ones called as outstanding performers and are awarded the life-changing breaks that are evident in any corporates like the Fast-Track Growth or Sponsorship for higher studies for instance.

Yes, I indeed am writing mainly to vent my anger that after wasting around 5 years nearly i am no one. Still left on the lurch bewildered, not knowing what I have done all the while. This after giving all the hard work (to me ofcourse - But certainly better compared to my peers i guess) and sacrificing all the options that came to my way (though too compelling in a way). I feel like I've had enough, have got my share and was way too stressed and it feels like i've gone so meek.

And now just like I've been musing all the while as to how I was so vibrant during my college days (The days fading away so fast like a distant dream) and how it all went like the taper wastes away. here iam still reminiscing the good old days where chuppandi is known for his courage, ruthlessness and knowledge. I just dont want to be like this anymore and i hope i can shrug-off this bad patch in my life the dire straits of my life is finally here to pass.

Well actually i dont want to complain anyone for my slothful life and this being a conscious choice of mine, im just angry at myself for doing this time and again. Angry at myself for buttressing these kiss-asses and praying demigods for that elusive grades that some of my peers were able to get 3years before and still hoping foolishly that things would change somehow or other

Things are not at all working out for me here... I am not the kinda guy luking for promotions and monetary awards all the time. But you cannot tolerate being taken for granted, demeaning in a way and are always victimized and still expected to deliver out of the most demanding situations. This precisely is what is the reason for which i chose not to stay even if means that i've got to go back to square one as i've let slip-away lot many opportunities that came my way. I dont mind even if I have to search something anew. getting mouthful of bashes from my mom/dad at home.

My boss just asked me for a reason when I gave him the letter as to what the reason is and that he'll not accept it without any, to which i replied for the last few years i've only been asking for reasons and more so some reformative or even scrutinizing feedback and that i ain't got no reply from anyone for that matter. Now why do you ask me a reason..... Lets see how things goes and will update you all on that....

Thanks for the read :)

If the poem by Rudyard Kipling

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sun, 02 May 2010 19:15:00 +0000

IF - Rudyard Kipling

noreply@blogger.com (Chuppandi) — Sun, 02 May 2010 18:27:00 +0000

Was actually reminiscing my childhood days when i remembered one of my English teacher. The way he narrated the IF poem... so artistically that it still remains in the fragments of my brain....

A favourite poem of mine which tells you how to be a successful man and more a successful human being. No wonder he got his Nobel so early... Here it is for it means something at every stage of ur life when you read...

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And—which is more—you'll be a Man my son!