Ok, I'm learning Java and other related stuff.. properly... but the most annoying thing is by far..
"System.out.println();"
Compared to cout (in C++) and printf (in C).. I mean 'System.out.println()' just to print something on the screen is waaaaay to long a command. Granted, IDE's such as Eclipse allow you to type 'syso Ctrl+Space' to get the command but it is still more than the number of keyboard presses than cout or printf ....
Java :\
Is India Really a Cricket Crazy Nation?
As I walked past Forum mall in B'lore one afternoon I couldn't help but notice a man wearing a Mumbai Indians T-Shirt that had a picture of Sachin Tendulkar with the caption 'God is with us'. Well of course Sachin is God, for this is India after all Cricket is a religion here.
Everybody seems to know everything about Cricket, be it the latest stats, gossip and even the technicalities of how the Duckworth-Louis system works. Many a time I've seen people discussing how a bowler bowled a full toss and lost the match, or a batsman got "LBW'ed" in such an amateaurish way etc etc.
Once a friend of mine took a Cricket ball out of his bag (he was in the college cricket team) and some of the responses were:
Random Chap 1: Aren't cricket balls white in colour?
Random Chap 2: (Picking it up) Shit man, this is hard. It can break the bones in your body
Random Chap 3: Dai, be careful. Don't abdomen guards spread AIDS (o.O)
etc
etc
And these are the folks that comment about every ball that is bowled, every wicket every taken and every decision made by a captain. But the truth of the matter is that they have no clue what they are talking about. Out of the 100% of cricket fans in the country, only about 3-5 % would have ever played with a cricket ball EVER! And that makes the game into something completely different(Trust me, I played cricket with a CRICKET BALL for 6 years) than when played in the gully with a measly Rs.20/- tennis ball. When a batsmens wear the pads, gloves and helmet his entire body physics changes. Bowling with the Cricket ball is as different as bowling with a tennis ball as a stock market is different form your vegetable market.
India isn't a Cricket crazy nation, it only THINKS it is.
Kulir 100: The greatest movie ending ever
... the hero walks with blood shot eyes. The wind is blowing hard, time stands still and the people in the neighbourhood look at him with a mixture of shock and pity. The hero has just murdered 3 people and returns home to find his mother dead.. by a traffic accident.. sure Karma can be a bitch.... unable to handle the tragedy, the lonely hero walks down the road.....
K-sama:"Macha, I think he's gonna commit suicide ..."
Me:"Ille da, I think he'll go and turn himself in at the police station..."
Vinay:"Ya da, exactly.. even I think so...."
... the lonely hero walks down the road, the wind in his face, with blood shot eyes. Thunder strikes, tears stream down his eyes and the camera focuses on them. The tragic loss of a mother is an unsurmountable grief of course and the hero's pain is great.. so great that THUNK! The hero walks right into a telephone pole and falls down...
and then we see
"DIRECTED BY ANITA UDEEP"
and the movie ended o.O
The Man Who Was Afraid Of Reading
Hola! Just uploaded a new story @
Do check it out, n pls leave ur comments!
Thnx!!!
Teachers and their dearth thereof
I would love to be a teacher. There is probably not a more noble profession than that of teaching where the future of the coming generation in entrusted into your hands. It is said that the knowledge that we gain from our forefathers is our greatest treasure (read for me as Newton's laws etc) and for the guiding principles of our daily lives. How than is such an important conduit, that connects the past to our future so less thought about and respected.I guess its because the profession has very little glamour and hence pay. Teachers find it extremely difficult to maintain a family on their individual earnings and tend to take tuitions in their after hours. This in turn MIGHT cause them to teach badly in their respective schools, there by upping the demand for these tuitions. This leads to a spiralling effect where student from school A go to a tuition by a teacher from school B and vice versa for the students of school B.
Guess this noble profession has been brought to its knees by the power of money. Surely, the best teachers are living the professiona only to be reaplaced by individuals in need of ANY form of employment. Maybe its high time the state enforced teaching duties to its more well educated citizens.
In the midst of all this, at least let the children not suffer.....
The Great Indian Dream
The Great Indian Dream: "Sit in front of the computer and dream of going abroad"
Being A n00b
[On the occasion of the word noob being added to the English language as the 1millionth word, I felt indeed a need to pay homage to this much used word]
There are many sayings that go something like
"You remain a student all your life"
"However high you go, there's always someone above you"
"A winner ceases to win, once he/she thinks they are unbeatable and stop learning"
.. and so on....
What they all essentially seem to say is: "You'll be a noob all your life"
Now that's a scary thought
The Aww.. Crap! Threshold
[Depending on the kind of vehicle you own, you tend to go Aww.. Crap! for a certain distance above which you have to travel. Here's mine..]
You walk = 1.2Km
You ride a bicycle = 2.5Km
You ride a scooter = 4Km
You ride a bike = 4.5Km
You drive a car = 7Km
You drive a bus = .2Km
You fly a helicopter = o.0
You navigate a UFO = The ladies toilet (in case ur male, vice-versa if ur female)
Cell Phone Gang
Two methods by which they work:
1. As you are walking down the road merrily talking into your phone, they come by bike and whack you on the back. As this happens you fall to the floor dazed and your cell flies out of your hand and onto the road in front of you. The guys in the bike overtake you, pick up the fallen phone and speed away before you have the time to react.
2. A "well dressed" guy come along on a bike and asks you for your phone. He says he has to make a very urgent call and has lost his phone/no balance/no validity. When you give him your phone, he talks for a long while (oh! and very decently asking the person on the other side to make the call of course after an initial message or short call from your phone) till your guard is down and suddenly speeds of on his bike leaving you to bite the dust (yes, he keeps his bike;s engine running, an indicator that he's a thief)
Not much is know about the origin of these theives except that they are from the fishing areas of Chennai. They seem to have divided South Chennai into specific area where each gang operates. A reminisence of Viramani's time? Who knows...???
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