Tuesday, April 30, 2013

...Algorithms and Complexity...

When you live in a community, or any other kind of group, you follow a certain system to make your life, as well as other's, easy. Now, suppose you live at some random place called Hostel-5, in some random universe called IISER, and you have a group of friends you usually hang around and/or have dinner with. So basically, whenever you eat you have to pay, lets take it to be the natural order of the things.  Now, if there are many others eating with you, you place a large order assuming everyone likes to eat (a lot). Now the problem is something like this : it is not always possible to figure out who has eaten how much, and even if you assume that everyone had an equal share (as we are taking the problem on statistical levels) sometimes your share of the bill turns up to be something like Rs. 1000 / 7 . So basically, it is not always possible that everyone pays their share at the spot due to the above or some other reason, like sometimes someone forgets to bring their wallet or their bank balance is something like Rs. 51.12 etc. So, that is the general outline of the problem.
   So where do we go now? Well, there's a particularly ingenious solution to this problem called "Sandhu ki Diary". We assign one member of the group, generally called Sandhu, to be the reference. Now, whenever the bill arrives someone (or 'n' members depending on the given conditions) pays the whole bill and everyone's share goes into Sandhu ki Diary something like +143, and for the guy who pays it goes something like +143 -1000 or something like that. Now if you don't pay up for a long time your column in the Sandhu ki Diary goes something like +143+178+98+150+50+68+256+143+658+98+142 = 1948, or something, and you receive a message form Sandhu to pay up. Now you can gladly pay him Rs.2000 and your column will look something like 1948-2000 = -52. And everyone is happy.

    Here's a tribute to the great services of Sandhu ki Diary. :


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Sandhu ki Diary
...............

jo kuch tune kiya hai
sab likha hai yahan,
jo khaya jo piya hai
sab likha hai yahan,
jo karega wo bharega
bachke jaega kahan,
na hai khat na ye shayri,
ye hai Sandhu ki diary.

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It at least deserves a Wah Wah.

Wah Wah !!!

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PS: I think that scholarship thing is a thing of past now.

Peace out...

Sunday, April 28, 2013

...Shadows...

Here's something I wrote last summer. Well, I don't know why I didn't publish it here at that time. The wi-fi must have been down and the heat had totally screwed my mind.  And thanks to Gaurav for discovering this, I didn't even remember I had written something like this.
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...Shadows...

Its dark
and I'm burning
Burning in the shadow
shadow of misery

I'm burning
but it's dark

The fire is black
it has no light

I felt good
until that spark.

But now
I'm burning
out of sight

I'm still burning
the fire is cursed.

There will be no remains
I won't be missed
As no one will
ever know that
I ever existed.

I guess it is good not to be missed after you are gone than to leave a sad world behind.

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That's what summer does to you at IISER Mohali. Can't wait for another dip.
I just love it.

Well, I have an EndSem exam tomorrow. Stakes are high this time. 'Scholarship' or 'No Scholarship'. Stay tuned to find out where life leads this puny ignorant life form.

Until then,...... live.

*and he vanishes into thin air*

Sunday, April 21, 2013

...Ramble on...

My headphones are not loud enough. They are fine for watching a movie or other casual listening stuff but they are not quite justified for playing my music collection. I just realized this after being plugged in for about three hours. I just turned to turn up the volume and it just smiled at me like any other ugly truth. As I might have told you sometime somewhere that earphones or headphones are the greatest invention of the previous century, they let you plug yourself out of your surroundings into your own universe. And I am kinda addicted to music, so when I feel like I need a new pair of headphones I really do. I was sleepy 6 hours ago. The only reason I am still awake is the music rippling in my ears. I just don't have the guts to turn it off and sleep.

Led Zeppelin - Ramble On.

Now again, I don't know if the video is the one I intended to share, but the song is Ramble On by Led Zeppelin. The live version, 'Celebration Day' one, is like totally awesome. Its the second song they performed that day. I have a copy, if you want one (I am talking to the walls, don't bother.) Well, I have shared my music collection on the local network, if you know how that thing works (the walls). Well, nothing more to say.
I feel like we're all getting happier than we were but we just don't feel like that. A shitty statement to throw in the market.

So, ramble on.

rambling off. ,\nn/

Thursday, April 18, 2013

...Poets...

Some people are just poetic in their actions. The greatest thing is that when they react they let you know that they know without letting anyone else know. It doesn't matter if there are a thousand people between them and you or if you are sitting somewhere far in a room locked away, when they react you feel it. To hell with Quantum cryptography, you can't beat this. I love people like these. And I know that you know. And you must know that I know that you know. And we can all behave like we don't know anything. Well, if you have a brain that works quite normally then you can't help but know.

You know what the greatest problem is? Once you start seeing, you can't stop looking. We see many things, we know many things but we pretend to be as ignorant as the next fellow fool.

So, lets keep pretending to be blind fools, and enjoy the 'free ki movie' running in our nearest theater, that of life.

Tada.

Peace.

Monday, April 15, 2013

...Story...

I have many stories to tell. Many. But the thing is I can't. I don't have time most of the times. Some stories are long, some are greater than my power of expression, and some are simply not mine to tell. Anyways, you're gonna hear them floating around somewhere in some distorted form. So, I would do you a favor, I will tell you some. And as you know all good stories deserve embellishment, I will serve you a with great one. So, if you wanna hear a story that you think I know, please just ask. And you can ask me anytime and anywhere. I will be here always. And as you know summer is coming. And summer time in IISER Mohali is like some real purgatory time if you live around me. And I can promise you heaven after passing through this purgatory with me.

Feels like I am talking to the walls.

Narcissist.

and yes, a song worth knowing :


House of the rising sun by The Animals.

If the video doesn't match the song its not my fault as the internet connection is too damn slow for me to check what i am posting.

Peace.

Tuesday, April 09, 2013

...you know?...

I died a few years ago. Well, at least a part which I liked did. And I got hit by a car today. And the eye witness claims that if it had been someone else in my place, he/she would have ended up with at least two broken legs. I agree with him. Well, there's some strain in my right arm. And there's a dent on the car's bonnet. So much to flatter myself.
I just realized that could have ended seriously fucked up. And I have always felt that I will die in a road accident. Well, physical injuries are serious matter but emotional ones are, to put it lightly, like hell. I know that. As you know, or if you don't, I am quite an emotional being. And moody. And I don't like sad faces. And  I know that people get hurt. And I know that some times it's really difficult to undo, but it's never irreversible. So, let's keep smiling. Straighten our confidence if it gets creased. And kick that one ass straight in the ass. And live on. Life's too short to let others fuck around with it.
And at least I still feel like kicking that filthy ass all around the town.
.......................x.........................

Note : this is one of my swinging posts, which means that different parts of the post don't have any relation to each other. Basically, I have no grudge against the driver, as it was partially my fault too and ultimately I didn't die. The latter part is for some other fucked up fuck. So.

हे भगवान या तो मुझे उठा ले, या अपनी दुनिया संभाल ले | 
नहीं तो मैं किसी-न-किसी को संभाल दूंगा | 
बाकी खुश रहो और बढ़ो फूलो | 
......................x..........................

Say cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese, :-)
That's more like it.

Live on

Sunday, April 07, 2013

...Stupido...

Some people are stupid. They have a right to be stupid. In a way we all are a bit stupid. But it gets really freaky when they try to sell you their stupidity. I feel like punching them square in the jaw, but most of the times I just bail because I like to live free.
There are two non-chaotic-worlds out there, the world of fear and the world of reason. I live in the latter one. These were invented (or came with evolution) by humans to thrive as a civilization.
The "rules" that we stick to are more like 'fear of punishment' in the first world, and 'sensible statements which help you and others living a free and content life most of the times' in the other one.
So you all live now, and I'm gonna watch Ironman : Rise of Technovore.

go go go...

...Illusions in our minds...

We wake, we sleep,
we pull up the curtains,
we draw our chairs,
we climb through day,
we laugh and we cry,
we play, we see, we look,
we stand and we crawl,
we live, we care,
we die, we love,
we breathe, we eat,
we pray, we create,
we swim and we drown,
we fly, we lie,
we sing, we buy,
we dream and we think
who we are?
we are
we are something
we are something more
we are something more than the illusions in our minds.