Blog abandoned… and Shifted.

As I’d mentioned in my previous posts, I am contemplating abandoning this personal blog of mine… or in other words, I am going to keep my private life, private. Well, to the most part.

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I have shifted my Tech Blog at PROJectBee.org . I might post a couple of philosophical rants, and may be personal notes once in a while. You could subscribe the feed of my new blog. Please make necessary changes to your blogrolls and feed readers. I ensure, it’s a quality product 🙂

By the way, I am not going to abandon the blogs I have been reading and commenting on. I’ll still be visiting you guys. 🙂

[Discussion Forum] Career Conscience!

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  1. Are you in the profession of your choice?
  2. If:
    • Yes, then is there something for which you can leave your current profession?
    • If No, What is it “that” which takes your breath away?
Note:
1. I love this picture. It’s taken from Jean-François Chénier’s flickr photostream. The best thing I like about the picture is it’s name: Trust. 🙂
No relation to this post whatsoever, though.
2. This post is concerned to myself, more than anyone else.

Rail Gaadi, Rail Gaadi… :)

Yesterday while standing at a railway crossing, waiting for the train to pass by, I realized that I love train journeys. Bus journeys are painful, and flight journeys -too short. Trains provide you enough space to move (and jump) around. People you come across are interesting. Moreover, the journey is long enough to let you enjoy your “break” 🙂

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Tonight, I’ll be leaving for home to celebrate Holi and my B’day with family after a long time. This will probably be my last visit to Orissa because father got transferred. Return journey is flight from Kolkata, but tonight’s for my loving train :). I have also realized that each time I get down from a train after finishing the journey, a sense of realization that I have failed to enjoy the journey to the fullest comes to me. I know that not everybody would be able to relate to this feeling, but what the hell! 🙂

This feeling, I guess, has a lot to do with my childhood train journeys. This is when I used to fantasize having a camera to click pictures of the changing landscapes. This fantasy is what drove me to buy a DSLR. There is also a disturbing memory associated with trains, but that’s quite personal.

Anyhoo! I don’t wish to stretch this post anymore. I posted it just to let you guys know a couple of things. One, that I’ll be on leave for around 10 days (Saturdays, Sundays included). Second, my love and fantasy for train journeys :). But there’s also one more thing on my mind, and it doesn’t have much to do with trains.

I am considering abandoning this blog. There are several reasons for this. Most prominent of them (which I’d like to mention here 🙂 ) are that I’ve never liked pouring my personal thoughts on anyone (Okay, a few 😀 ), and I don’t REALLY feel comfortable doing it here. This blog started out as an outlet of my frustrations during the final year BTech (and a medium of one sided communication to a few). However, I am not sure if there’s any point continuing it.

Secondly, I am planning to move my tech blog to my server http://projectbee.org, once I return from home, and would like to focus on it. Nothing’s decided yet. Let’s see! 🙂

[Quote] Relationships

Sometimes the greatest journey is the distance between two people…

                                                                                                                                                                  –unknown

Reminds me of a sher by lyricist Hasti, sung by Jagjit Singh:

Jism ki baat nahi thi unke dil tak jaana tha,
Lambi duri tay karne mein waqt to lagta hai…

[Discussion Forum] Harsh words, or the Piercing silence!

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 Picture by shashchatter : http://www.flickr.com/photos/shashchatter/184930213/

Zara Aawaz ka Lehza to badlo,
Zara Maddham karo is aanch ko Sonaa.n
Ke jal jaate hain Kungre narm Rishton ke
Zara Alfaaz ke Nakhun tarasho
Bahot Chubhte hain jab Narazgi se baat karti ho…!

-Gulzar Saab

A few days ago, a very special friend of mine sent it to me. The couplets left me wondering, which hurts more in a relationship when things are not so good:

1. Harsh words… that convey things one never meant to say, OR
2. The piercing silence… that nullify every attempt to bring things on track.

Would love to know what you guys think.

Sorry Honey! :(

Darling,

That sad evening when I came back from office, I knew you’d be waiting for me… waiting for me to take you into my arms and start………
Little did I know that you were sick. It was not even half-an-hour when you started showing the initial signs of sickness. We talked for around 3 hours and you felt a lot better. We decided we could work.
What an amazing night it was! We worked till 4:30 AM… and we did some really productive work. Then we both went to sleep.

I woke up a little late… around 10:00 AM. You were still lying beside me. I didn’t disturb you.
I went to freshen up, and returned in an hour after having breakfast. I woke you up… but your wireless disappeared AGAIN. 😦

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I then spent the whole day trying to update your drivers, uninstalling and re-adding the hardware, and what not. Nothing would work. Neither in Windows, nor on Linux. The wireless device wouldn’t even show up in the hardware profile. I knew it was time for you to visit your family doctors. I took you to the HP Service center at Indira Nagar. They said that since the medical policy has expired, I’ll have to pay a minimum of 300 bucks, in case I didn’t want to go with the prescribed medication. They promised to send the quotation within two working days. Money was hardly any problem… or so I thought.
Those two days and the corresponding nights without you were one of the worst I can remember… Moreover, the mere thought of you being alone in someone else’s house was shivering. Anyhoo, as they had promised, they sent the quotation on the second day. They demanded Rs. 15,838.00/-. They said your motherboard has come trouble.

I knew, I couldn’t afford such an amount… and you know it too. Don’t you?

Several thoughts crossed my mind. Will I have to get a new lady! Will you never be able to talk again!

I consulted a number of people. My younger bro asked me to give you to him and get a new wife for myself. Other people, including my uncle, supported his view. However, Swenny came as a saviour in the midst of all confusions. He told me about the wireless usb modules. They could make you talk again using 802.11 protocol without any need to g for a surgery. They even cost less.

I literally ran from the office, got a linksys one for you, and bingo! Here you are completely (okay okay, almost) fine. 🙂 I am sorry honey that I could afford you a new mother board, but you do understand that we couldn’t have afforded 16K. Moreover, the linkysy thingy i just 1.6K. Isn’t it simply great. 🙂
In another news, I won an ipod shuffle (2nd Gen) – 1GB for sending an sms to the number imprinted on a packet of HappyDent White. This seems to be the first time I have won something so costly… and it feels a little…ummm… strange to have it. I mean I didn’t really earn it… or do any kind of *meaningful* work to get it.

Anyhoo! I just hope that your new body part is comfortable. 🙂

Take care honey,
Bips.