Baba lives on…

It hurts me when people keep crying about corruption, and complaining that nothing is being done for the society/common name blah blah blah. But it hurts even more when the people responsible for dissemination such vital information do not “play their part” responsibly.
Yes! I wish to blame the media. I’ll, however, resist and put it on hold for some other time.

This post is dedicated to Baba Amte. The man who dedicated a big part of his life for the “not so common men”. The meaning of “not so common men” can be understood by watching this small documentary.

Baba’s life is also a lesson for people who doubt in the power of one. His mortal structure is no more, but he’ll continue to live in the hearts of thousands…

p.s. Thanks to Amrit for sharing the video. It can be downloaded from BabaAmte.net

Back, I am… :(

I finally made it after more than 18 months. I finally defied every problem and paid my village a visit.
The perks were amazing -bad health for 8/11 days (with the effects still audible), slow internet etc. etc. However, meeting your grandparents, and cousins is something that’s belittles these perks. Moreover, getting sick helped me stay away from work, which is pretty hard to resist. On the downside, I was almost cut-off from the net. So if you were wondering why haven’t I commented your blogs for so long, you know the reason now.

The itinerary was from 29th Nov.-10th Dec was Bangalore – Bhubaneswar – MyVillage near Banaras – Rampur – Moradabad – Delhi – Bangalore. Most of the time was spent at my village, but I also got to attend Barsha didi’s marriage and meet other relatives at other locations too.

Quite obviously, I took a greaat deal of pictures, some of which have come out real well. Here’s my favourite picture of me and my Dadaji (GrandPa). It was taken by my uncle who gave the caption “There’s no generation gap”, considering that there isn’t any gap between us. Another friend of mine reminded me that our body structure and the way we walk is a lot similar.

I also shared it with a few friends. Johnny and Lalit mailed me to inform that they are using it as their wallpaper 🙂

Me & Dadaji

Click here to see it in full size. There a lot of other new pictures on my flickr account.

Sawariya… manifestation of a dream!

Yes, this post is about the movie Sawariya… and No, it’s not a review.
“So! Why is it here then?”, you ask.

It’s here to:
1. give me another platform to let me talk about dreams, 😛
2. prevent (most of) you from watching Sawariya.

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So first thing first. Sawariya isn’t for everyone.
It’s only for people who are dreamers to the extent of insanity. Who believe in their dreams to the extent of insanity. Who do not believe in the concept of “what business demands”, rather work for quenching their artistic thirst.

If you fall into any of these categories, then also remember that dreams are mostly illogical. They, however, provide a sense of ecstasy to the dreamer (most of the times). Similarly, do not try to find any logic in the movie… or it’s characters… or the location. The characters are larger than life portraits… having a heart of gold regardless of their profession. The location is a dreamland that you would only find when you are mesmerized with a gloomy happiness.

Sawariya, apart from being a movie, is also vivid example of the difference between the work of a businessman and an artist. A businessman creates a product keeping the requirement and demand of the market. An artist, on the other hand, works for her/his own passion. His primary need (not the goal) is his own satisfaction.

Sawariya, clearly, is the manifestation of the dream of an artist named Sanjay Leela Bhansali.

“My” Canon, and the RFC 2616 puzzle

I finally bought it… a little sooner than I’d expected.

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It’s a Canon EOS 350D, priced at Rs. 29k (minus a few rupees).
Of course, I bought it on installment 🙂

Now, before you start wondering that how in the hell did I manage to connect a DSLR with an RFC, let me specify that both are discrete topics, mashed into one blog post. The camera post ends here, and the wierd saga of RFC 2616 begins next.

Along with my work on web security, I’m also training a few people on PHP. I’ve to get them ready by 30th of November. So after the first session I calculated the number of person-hours we were spending on the training. I did this to have an idea of the scope of my work and the impact it might have (considering that currently we don’t have ANY PHP resources).

Number of working days = 28 days
Total number of hours in hand (8 hrs/day) = 28X8 = 224 hours
Number of person-hourse (9 trainees) = 224X9 = 2016 person-hours
Now adding a value 600, we get = 2616
…which is the RFC in which HTTP protocol 1.1 is defined… and RFC 2616 is something I always emphasize in trainings/talks. 😐

I know, I know that I sound insane… and may be I am. So please bear a little more dose of my insanity 😛

All this made me wonder, what is the significance of this 600? Where does/should it come from?

Yesterday, when I was on my way to buy this camera, I saw a family on a scooter.
It’s number was KA***2016 😐

I am still thinking…

…and thou shalt be Geekier!

Disclaimers:
1. Puhleez understand that this post might leave you with a feeling of immense aggression towards the author. Kindly control your feelings and remember that violence is sin.
2. A part of this post is imaginary.

Prologue
Have you ever:
1. Lost your keys and thought, “Oh! I can make a quick Yahoo! (or Google) search”, only to realize that real life entities aren’t indexed. Not yet, at least. OR
2. Looked at a marriage invitation card and said, “The layout is nice, but the fonts.. yuck!”? OR
3. Prepared a changelog of your….. new girlfriend? OR
4. Smiled and hugged a friend while trying to figure out a bug in your program? OR
5. Told you friends that you’ve married your…. laptop?

If the answer to any of the above mentioned questions is YES, then…. you are in a great trouble my friend. You’re a geek…… and there’s no turning back.

However, life, as cruel as it can get, makes you realize at times that you’re lagging in your quest for geekdom.

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The Phantom Menace
It started long long ago when our protagonist was born… But. We won’t go in details. The curious one’s can refer to this post. We will start our story from a latter date when he was recruited in a computer services firm, but wasn’t happy at all. This isn’t where he belongs. He was supposed be somewhere else… to be more intimately involved with computers.
He had a bad feeling about it all!

Attack of the Clones
He, anyhoo, joined the firm, but…………….. it was all a mess.
Or at least that’s what he felt initially. There were (so-called) engineers all around him who’d topped the exams in their respective colleges… but; as The Mentor says, “Damn kids! They’re all alike”.
They were like… Zombies… Parasites… Clones.

Revenge of Swen
“There’s a match for you, not matter WHAT you are”, they say.
True it was for him. He found a match in Swen.

Swen was different.
Not as good looking as him (???), but smart enough (:-o).
Dumb, but geek.
Married, but looking.

Swen soon realized that the young chap was a nerd. Swenny’s nerd-ometer had confirmed it.
…and this wasn’t acceptable to him. He gradually became jealous an started searching for the loophole which would drop The Nerd from geekdom to non-geekdom. He didn’t have to wait too long. He soon realized that the protagonist is a sinner.
He had not watched a single episode of the Star Wars.

The force wasn’t with him. Clearly, he was a non-geek, or still a padawan.

A New Hope
He was devastated… but life moves on.
Swenny left him and went to Chennai and he got involved in training and preparation of new geeks at Hyderabad. He also co-authored a book during the time… spent 16-20 hours a day in front of a computer, mostly on FOSS and security issues. This is the time when he married Bittu.
His hardwork made it clear that there still was some hope.

The Non-Geek Strikes Back
After his back-breaking tenure at Hyderabad, he shifted to Bangalore. This was the time that saw a rise in the stature of the padawan. He worked on a number of things related to Web security (education + pen testing + research ++). Recently, he also started off with PHP training. The force was growing strong….. but Oh! The harsh reality.
He still was a non-Geek.

Return of the Geek
Our very own Jedi Master (Swenny) had by now achieved enlightenment on the matters of brotherhood. He realized his folly. He travelled to Bangalore one weekend and brought with him a gift for the padawan he had once deserted.

A pack of all the six episodes of Star Wars with the following words inscribed on them:

Your path, your destiny lies within,
Discover your inner Geek.

It took only two days for yours truly to get baptised. Thanks to the master, he was no more a padawan… He’s become a full-fledged homegrown Jedi now.

Epilogue
The force grew even stronger and the Geek attained enlightenment in no time.
He realized that Geekdom ain’t no event. It’s a process. A continous quest for GeekDom itself.
The quest continues……

p.s.: I recently presented a webinar at my company titled, The Web is Broken. It’s an introductory presented to web security, and should be conceivable by anyone. It’s fun too 🙂

Lord, Save my country!

Just for the record, today is Cricket T20 WorldCup final match which is to be played against India and Pakistan… in a couple of minutes.

Firstly, it’s a 20-20 over match, so people who never cared about watching it have started following the matches. Although, I am personally not in favour of them, I cannot deny that the excitement is unmatchable. Secondly, it’s between India and Pakistan —the all time favorite rivals.

Cricket: The game of Rioting was a joint venture between India and Pakistan. The tradition now is that once any cricket match is over, everyone must riot and burn down a stand. This also keeps the youths in the country employed. Pakistan is India’s long time rival in both games, cricket & rioting, of which India has won all.

—Courtesy, Uncylopdia 🙂

Back to the topic; the office has become a barren planet. Although there are a few creatures alive, they are expected to be extinct in a few minutes.

I have recieved several mails to since morning that have urged me to LEAVE the office and watch the WAR OF THE WORLDS. Here’re the unedited versions:

Mail #1

I have to watch India Pakistan T20 Final today…

 

Will you allow me to go home early today or not ???

 

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Mail #2:

This one is based on the famous sattar-minute (70 minutes) speech by Shahruk Khan in the Movie ChakDe India.

40 overs, 40 overs hain humare paas,…… hamari zindgi ke shayad sabse khaaaaaas….. 40 over. Aaj hum match dekhein ya na dekhein par ye 40 over hamein zindgi bhar yaad rahenge…. To aaj match kahan dekhna hai ye main tumhe nahin bataunga, bus itna kahunga ki jao aur ye 40 over jee bhar kar dekh lo…… Kyun ki iske baad aane wali zindgi mein chahe kuch sahi ho ya na ho, dhoni-yuvraj rahein ya na rahein, chahe india final mein pahunche ya na pahunche lekin yeeeehhhhh 40 overs tumse koi nahin cheen sakta, koi nahin. ……

……….. To maine socha hai ki is match ko kahan dekhna ye aaj main tumhe nahin batunga balki tum mujhe bataoge… dekhkar, kyunki main jaanta hun ki yeh 40 over agar is desh ka har baccha baccha apna support Hindustan ko de gaya to ye 40 over khuda bhi humse vaapas nahin maang sakta…..

To jao, jao aur kisi dukaan par, apne office ke cafeteria main, kisi chaurahe pe lagi kisi screen par ya apne ghar me rakhe color TV par ye 40 over dekh daalo…..

Come on people, india needs our support today…… leave office at 4.00 max….

Chakk de……………………

Now, I am no more worried about us as a Nation… it’s definitely growing stronger… but (I know I’ll be called a traitor killed for saying this) aren’t we supposed to work???

You try to find out the answer, I’ll be leaving to watch the match 😛

Who am I? I am Spide…errr Man :P

Similar to my other emotionally charged posts (I mean when I am emotionally charged), this one too comes from a weird place. I am sitting on the wall of my balcony, with a little fear that my Bittu (laptop for the less enlightened) might fall with me.

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Image courtesy: http://www.flickr.com/photos/surajchauhan/182062828/

I am in a very strange mood right now. Full of nostalgic thoughts. These thoughts have enlightened me about things I wasn’t aware about myself. Since I do not share everything (I am li’ll selfish you see), I won’t post everything. Selfishness reminds me that I could never share my troubles with Everyone. When I left Bhubaneswar (in fact a few months before leaving it), I was left with none to share. It’s pretty unlike-me to accept it here, but I realized that an increase in blogging activity was an outlet in disguise. It’s not that I’ve written everything I feel (it’s just unlike-me), but I could share something. 🙂

Today again, I need an outlet when I’m tangled in this unmanageable web of questions.

Looking at my life, I’ve things that I’ve wanted and worked for (well, except a few).
I am financially independent, and don’t have to bother my parents.
I am working on web security, and that too in a computer services company, with geeks around me.
I also have permission to work from home, pretty unlikely for a beginner on some internal work. Complete freedom, to be precise.
I, with all probability, will become an author in a few months (unless something extremely goes wrong).
…and most importantly, I am ideal son in eyes of my parents (except one issue that I don’t take care of my health).

Still, there is disturbance caused by dissatisfaction… and at times, by overflow of energy. Don’t mistake it to be a job dissatisfaction issue. Computers has been one of my teenage loves, which has grown stronger with times.

Looking again at life, I realize that I don’t have everything I ever wanted…
I wished to contribute to the society; started a few times with SPICMACAY and AID; won a few times; lost a few times. Nothing to complain about really. Obviously, you don’t get all you want.

However, I feel I am entangled between things I wanted, and things things that are my responsibility (like changing the world 🙂 )

Going to an orphanage on a weekend, donating money, etc. are not my cup of tea. I believe they aggravate the problem more than they solve them, IMHO. A weekly visit makes them feel distant; a donation of money, or related things, makes them dependent. These issues need to be attacked from the root.

I have this feeling that I WILL be able to execute my plans someday… but what about now 🙂
Why do I feel like loosing patience, considered one of my biggest assets in the past.