A decade since I had seen her. Yet that same freshness in her smile, that same sparkle in her opalescent eyes, that dimpled chin that always brought out my own, the very same mellifluous voice - just richer with the time that has passed, auburn cascades of bewitching curls, the lithe, lissome form perfect in every movement of her gait, the wondrous persona that exuded such a powerful mystique that I could never resist. And to think it had been almost ten years. Hardly any change in all that time but perhaps it is my mind that had conspired to keep that image through the flow of time. Sneha. For the world. For me, cuisle mo chroidhe.
Like Grga Pitic said with such finesse (borrowing the same from Casablanca) in that deceptively light movie Crna mačka, beli mačor, "This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship". Friendship is moot. Now the itinerant Arwen is back. Trust z0ltan to take it all the way to Rivendell.
Respect.
(P.S: Title with all due respect to Geffen and Kurt. Peace.)
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Rest in peace ol' friend...
Today (technically yesterday according to the time zone I live in), a dear dear friend of mine (one-way) died (he wouldn't have me say it any other way). George Carlin, rest in peace and may you always entertain the world beyond.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
The short blogging break almost over!
Phew! Gee-whiz, what a period it's been. Almost three weeks of continuously stretched out work and you know what? It feels great! I have been so immersed in my work (which thankfully is showing signs of wanting to roll out of the bag and take flight into the seventh level of acid-induced pseudo-parallel reality) that I have had absolutely no time for blogging (except for lazing around, freaking out, playing hours of pool, watching all seasons of 'South Park' (hurray!), dating three women simultaneously (ahem..ahem..) and of course, laughing my backside off at the insane George Carlin... and yes, wikipedia says the ol' geezer's still alive, so that's another couple of years of the most putridly foul-mouthed-ly invigorating humor... ever!!! Fist!). Since I am quite pressed for time, I have to close this small intervening blog and maybe it will be a few days more before I can start writing prolifically, but I leave with a grin of the widest imagination possible (a la Catbert but infinitely more humane!). Meanwhile, I have been giving my technical blog a lot more emphasis too (something that should probably be the case from now on) but I will return.... soon. Till then, peace, cheers and a lot of jeers!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Update to my previous blog...
In response to my comment on his blog (if you have no idea what I am talking about, refer to my previous blog, Jaisen replies thus:
@Timmy, I agree with most of what you said. I didn’t change the content because it is what it is. The title is accurate and does a good job of summarizing what I intended. I could have left out the word “India” or added in “Silicon Valley” and maintained accuracy. But everyone on here that’s upset overlooked the word “blindly”. I pick words very carefully and don’t hold myself responsible when others don’t do their due diligence and read what I write in context.
I did add “(keyword: blindly)” to the title to clarify. My original post does not in the least bit insinuate something against India or Indians. I can see how it was offensive when readers jump to conclusions and do not read everything in context.
I don’t write to target those readers. But I stand by my apology for any misunderstanding. I’m not trying to be a prick about it…but what I wrote is how I felt/feel and I’d rather clarify the post than change it.
Notwithstanding the fact that the title of the blog still remains unchanged,
I appreciate the controlled tone of the carefully-worded reply. And I still disagree that the blog is not racist. The presence or absence of the term "blindly" does not guarantee that the diatribe is not directed toward the named countries. This kind of gross generalization is quite unbecoming of a reputed and certainly well-qualified tech-guy like Jaisen.
Let's hope this is the end of the whole controversy.
@Timmy, I agree with most of what you said. I didn’t change the content because it is what it is. The title is accurate and does a good job of summarizing what I intended. I could have left out the word “India” or added in “Silicon Valley” and maintained accuracy. But everyone on here that’s upset overlooked the word “blindly”. I pick words very carefully and don’t hold myself responsible when others don’t do their due diligence and read what I write in context.
I did add “(keyword: blindly)” to the title to clarify. My original post does not in the least bit insinuate something against India or Indians. I can see how it was offensive when readers jump to conclusions and do not read everything in context.
I don’t write to target those readers. But I stand by my apology for any misunderstanding. I’m not trying to be a prick about it…but what I wrote is how I felt/feel and I’d rather clarify the post than change it.
Notwithstanding the fact that the title of the blog still remains unchanged,
I appreciate the controlled tone of the carefully-worded reply. And I still disagree that the blog is not racist. The presence or absence of the term "blindly" does not guarantee that the diatribe is not directed toward the named countries. This kind of gross generalization is quite unbecoming of a reputed and certainly well-qualified tech-guy like Jaisen.
Let's hope this is the end of the whole controversy.
Maybe someone should outsource his blog? ;-)
It was not quite the beginning of a friday morning that I had been looking forward to. As is part of my daily rituals, I started the day off with a mug of black coffee, a quicklist of youTube videos, a check of my daily mail, a mental note of the things to be done today and of course, the viciously addictive reddit(programming). I tremendously enjoy browsing through the posts on reddit (not the main reddit anymore though - all I can see there is Ron Paul, Obama, four-letter words in capitals and a bunch of self-linked blog posts), especially the proliferation of tech-oriented blogs in recent times. Just appears to me that suddenly we have a million geeky folks who consider anything less than hacking in Haskell, OCaml, Lisp, Erlang, Arc (now that is a joke indeed with all due respect Paul) contemptible. And what is with these people who seem to be jousting for mere approval (yeah, that makes it a great reason to continue living, I garner!). Anyway, that is material for a completely different rant, another time (but the same place!).
I just came across this blog today and I just couldn't resist commenting on it. This is the kind of crass self-denigrating-ingratiating-flagellating-justifying POC (not "Proof Of Concept" for sure... think something more on the lines of "Piece of...") that I abhor, despise, vilificate, desist, scorn, hate, condemn et cetera... et cetera. Here is the link to this viciously despicable and despicably vicious article
this-is-what-happens-when-you-blindly-outsource-to-india. The purported "Update" is so hilariously ridiculously crassly opportunistically abhorrently hypocritical that I had better post my comment on the mentioned foul-and-putrid-specimen-of-technical-detritus-of-a-writing before I pulverize my whole day with an uncontrollable spate of hysterical maniacal (s)laughter-fest.
Dude, that update does nothing to undo the misunderstanding generated by your original post title! Your being Indian (or non-Indian) does not mitigate the fact that it seems highly opportunistic indeed to have a title like that. If you were indeed honest about your general rant against blind outsourcing, the title could have been more on the likes of
"This is what happes when you blindly outsource". Period.
As an addendum, I would like to comment that there are "visionary" programmers and "idiot" programmers (and the whole spectrum in between) in ANY country with a decent population and a working education system (No, not for the educational merits but for the exposure to technical fields that it undeliberately provides). Please don't let your bad experience provide an avenue for innately racist folks to vent their ire. If the whole scheme was so messed up, it would not exist in the first place. That is, however, a completely different issue not to be discussed here. I have a problem with the wording of your blog and even more with the motives which let you persist with such a derogatory title.
And yes, I am an Indian too. And please, whatever you do want to express, have the moral courage to own up to it. Helps. Really. It does! ;-)
Peace!
z0ltan.
On the author of the blog,like the Romans were apt to say: "Cucullus non facit monachum".
I just came across this blog today and I just couldn't resist commenting on it. This is the kind of crass self-denigrating-ingratiating-flagellating-justifying POC (not "Proof Of Concept" for sure... think something more on the lines of "Piece of...") that I abhor, despise, vilificate, desist, scorn, hate, condemn et cetera... et cetera. Here is the link to this viciously despicable and despicably vicious article
this-is-what-happens-when-you-blindly-outsource-to-india. The purported "Update" is so hilariously ridiculously crassly opportunistically abhorrently hypocritical that I had better post my comment on the mentioned foul-and-putrid-specimen-of-technical-detritus-of-a-writing before I pulverize my whole day with an uncontrollable spate of hysterical maniacal (s)laughter-fest.
Dude, that update does nothing to undo the misunderstanding generated by your original post title! Your being Indian (or non-Indian) does not mitigate the fact that it seems highly opportunistic indeed to have a title like that. If you were indeed honest about your general rant against blind outsourcing, the title could have been more on the likes of
"This is what happes when you blindly outsource". Period.
As an addendum, I would like to comment that there are "visionary" programmers and "idiot" programmers (and the whole spectrum in between) in ANY country with a decent population and a working education system (No, not for the educational merits but for the exposure to technical fields that it undeliberately provides). Please don't let your bad experience provide an avenue for innately racist folks to vent their ire. If the whole scheme was so messed up, it would not exist in the first place. That is, however, a completely different issue not to be discussed here. I have a problem with the wording of your blog and even more with the motives which let you persist with such a derogatory title.
And yes, I am an Indian too. And please, whatever you do want to express, have the moral courage to own up to it. Helps. Really. It does! ;-)
Peace!
z0ltan.
On the author of the blog,like the Romans were apt to say: "Cucullus non facit monachum".
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
So sweet the pangs of separation
So sweet the pangs of separation,
They make us feel the presence of love.
For the day these jabs be not felt,
'Tis the time come onward to move.
For love hurts who it does love,
It may seem like a strange paradox.
O Acushla, my dearest Princess,
This is not in the least a lover's hoax!
For you have seen it and felt it too,
This feeling of delightful misery.
When memories and thoughts of the lover,
Hurts the beloved e'en in a reverie.
So also it is with us my love, my heart.
Pray with every moment this feeling is born anew.
We share this wondrous invisible bond, O Princess,
That ties us and separates us too.
Madness this is of grand proportions
Madness this is of grand proportions,
And there is no method in this.
Cast away all your masks and pretensions,
This is but a gross, rotting disease.
Love, they say, is a fair emotion,
Maybe the fairest of them all.
What use is this torturous distraction,
If it be root of self-destruction whole?
Can you read in these lines my anguish, O Princess?
These are not the utterings of disprized love.
There is a terrible pain in my heart, O Precious,
Would you my feelings under the earth forever shove?
Torment me no more I beg of you my darling,
This poor heart can bear no more of this injustice.
Considered you if ever my feelings worth more than a farthing,
Come here so that I may hold you and this soul have its peace.
And yet I know these are but words of madness to you,
Thus did I begin this piece of my heart and soul.
While you love you me with every breath O Acushla, my love true,
Here in waiting your man dies and turns into a ghoul.
Any other day I would choose to die
Any other day I would choose to die
But this.
Know why, O the Angel of my life?
Pray, have patience awhile.
I will not you the reason deny.
Here I am sitting on my chair comfortable,
Headphones on listening to Danzig,
Staring at the screen of my notebook,
An expression between a smirk and a frown
Creases my harrowed forehead.
A flask 0f bitter black coffee stands light,
Its contents already corroding my innards,
The dim winter light without a trace of warmth
Flow in struggling from the window on my left,
My mind is throbbing with the strain of thoughts,
Thoughts of that inevitable process which has begun,
How I so curse the Fates for having blessed me
With this mind of infinite power, yeah,
Power even to destroy itself.
And in this mind of mine I can see,
Nay, literally bring to life,
That scene which does rail my soul so.
For 'tis the saddest truth I will e'er see
O my dearest love, my Acushla, my own baby,
That you love me and care for me too,
And for me, do I need any more to speak,
When you have this monument of love in your hands?
And yet, with all this love,
You live without me,
I die without you.
And till that day should come,
When I have this offering of love your precious self handed,
I cannot die. I cannot let this love die. I cannot die.
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