’cause this whole world needs an anthem
And I’m trying to put the words where they belong
Yeah this whole world needs an anthem
And I’m hoping everyone will sing along
True, eh? how very true. I'm not going to justify that. You should know better by now. There are enough tv channels tripping over themselves to find the weirdest shit on the planet and then broadcast it to give their hapless viewers a fresh stock of disturbing images.
I was talking to a friend in Sweden today, and she was going on about the oil prices, and greenpeace and the indo-us nuclear deal. Wow, I thought, "Wassup?" just got a whole new definition. Okay, its not a bad thing to stay 'abreast' of current events, but some people have this, how do i put it - well, let me give you an analogy. Old people and infants have this problem controlling their bladder. Its not their fault you know.. it's because the muscles responsible for proper bladder function are too weak. Some people have the same problem with their mouths. They just dont know when to shut up.
Anyhow, when they see something interesting on tv, they feel this incessant urge to pass on their recently earned 'wisdom' to the next person they see or talk to. It doesnt matter if they're interested or not. They just have to get it out. Goddammit, I dont care if oil costs 150$ a barrel. It costs like 30 cents a litre here. Its stayed that way for over 15 years, and it will probably stay like that for another 15. Why do YOU care so much?
Oh, it's nothing, they were showing that on the business channel today. I'm impressed, you know, that you watch the business channel. Watch ESPN ffs, or HBO or even History channel. Why why why watch 24 hour news channels. I mean how much world news do you need daily? At least with the history channel you gain more knowledge. And with sports or movies or series you never get bored talking about that stuff.
News addicts, that's the new fad. Its not general knowledge, its public indifference. I've seen people watch live sessions of parliament. The scary part is that they sometimes laugh to themselves, and nod vigorously from time to time. I mean, what can you possibly gain from watching the german parliament in session. Whatever shit he smoked, I'd get a restraining order against it. 24 hours of news... man, that's insane.... remember the good old days? There was a news bulletin in the morning, one at noon, and one at night. And we used to steer clear of them every single time. BBC Radio, yeah, with their clanging chimes and dear god... what was that awful intro music they had for the news. Maybe that's the reason I began to hate the news bulletins. That awful music.. ugh!!
Now that there's 24/7 coverage, news channels are praying for wars and disasters. Cyclone in Burma... gooooo, wait, what's that? the government isnt allowing foreign aid? omfg, this is the motherload... lets go live.. there's a victim, look he doesnt have an arm, come on! mnve it, we need an interview... exclusive footage this will be.. oh yes, people just lovvee survivor stories. We need to spice it up.. lets say he lost his arm saving this kid over here from a falling tree.. yeah?
Sad, I know, but its just an example of the ground realities. The things that go unnoticed, under the banner of creating awareness among the public. Soon, I'm sure there's going to be a reality show wbere tbe contestants must fight to survive an actual disaster. An instant hit.
There's nothing I can do about it. It could have been worse. There are 24 hour weather channels too...
what im saying is
this is the anthem
throw all your hands up
yall got to feel me,sing if your with me, yeah
An anthem. Yes. WE need a fucking anthem.
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
Thursday, 22 November 2007
How to write a good report
1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.
2. Log onto Gtalk and start DC++ (be sure to go on away or busy!). Check your email.
3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.
4. Walk down to the FC and buy some chips and dew, or get chocolates from daddu's, to help you concentrate.
5. Check DC++ for new releases.
6. Call up a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a coffee. Just to get settled down and ready to work.
7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.
8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.
9. Check DC++ for new releases.
10. Scroll through DC++ chat and spend some time coming up with new smiley combinations.
11. Yawn, check the time, and open a blank word document.
12. Start JAP or freedom and grab some new mp3z off limewire.
13. Check your email. (Any of this sounding familiar yet??)
14. Chat on Gtalk with one of your friends about the future. (ie what great movies and series you watched and plans for the holidays).
15. Check DC++ for new releases and scroll through chat.
16. Listen to your new mp3z and download some more.
17. PM/ net send a friend and ask if he/she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory remarks about your prof, the
course, the college, the world at large, and how life sucks.
18. Go to daddu's and buy a pack of polo. You've probably run out.
19. Phone someone you haven't talked to in a long time( more than 12 hours) and moan about how hard it is to write a report and how little time you have.
20. Decide that you're hungry and have some snacks at the FC.
21. Check DC++ for releases, and browse through the whole list, finally finding something you overlooked.
22. Watch that new episode of House/Heroes/Scrubs... and keep promising to start the report once you're done watching it.
23. Check DC++ chat and comment on how good/bad the episode was, and after learning that there's going to be a season break, abuse the producers.
24. Wash your hands and face, drink some water and walk around a bit to clear your head.
25. Call up a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started either.
26. Look through your photos and try fiddling around with them in photoshop.
27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.
28. Check to see if anyone is online on DC++ and start a conversation on who sucks more.
29. Check your email and listen to your new mp3z.
30. Call up the same friend you talked to previously, and get a progress report.
31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.
32. Look out the window and watch the sunrise. It's almost galla time...
33. Pace the corridors and moan about how you haven't even started on the report.
34. Go to galla, have tea and snacks and share a few jokes with your friends.
35. Rush back to your room and check Gtalk to see if anyone has left you messages.
36. Mumble obscenities, and vent out your frustration by abusing everyone on DC++.
37. 7am - start hacking on the paper without stopping. 8am -paper is finished.
38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.
39. 8:30am - Go to class, hand in paper, and leave right away so you can take a nap.
2. Log onto Gtalk and start DC++ (be sure to go on away or busy!). Check your email.
3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.
4. Walk down to the FC and buy some chips and dew, or get chocolates from daddu's, to help you concentrate.
5. Check DC++ for new releases.
6. Call up a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a coffee. Just to get settled down and ready to work.
7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.
8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.
9. Check DC++ for new releases.
10. Scroll through DC++ chat and spend some time coming up with new smiley combinations.
11. Yawn, check the time, and open a blank word document.
12. Start JAP or freedom and grab some new mp3z off limewire.
13. Check your email. (Any of this sounding familiar yet??)
14. Chat on Gtalk with one of your friends about the future. (ie what great movies and series you watched and plans for the holidays).
15. Check DC++ for new releases and scroll through chat.
16. Listen to your new mp3z and download some more.
17. PM/ net send a friend and ask if he/she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory remarks about your prof, the
course, the college, the world at large, and how life sucks.
18. Go to daddu's and buy a pack of polo. You've probably run out.
19. Phone someone you haven't talked to in a long time( more than 12 hours) and moan about how hard it is to write a report and how little time you have.
20. Decide that you're hungry and have some snacks at the FC.
21. Check DC++ for releases, and browse through the whole list, finally finding something you overlooked.
22. Watch that new episode of House/Heroes/Scrubs... and keep promising to start the report once you're done watching it.
23. Check DC++ chat and comment on how good/bad the episode was, and after learning that there's going to be a season break, abuse the producers.
24. Wash your hands and face, drink some water and walk around a bit to clear your head.
25. Call up a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started either.
26. Look through your photos and try fiddling around with them in photoshop.
27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.
28. Check to see if anyone is online on DC++ and start a conversation on who sucks more.
29. Check your email and listen to your new mp3z.
30. Call up the same friend you talked to previously, and get a progress report.
31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.
32. Look out the window and watch the sunrise. It's almost galla time...
33. Pace the corridors and moan about how you haven't even started on the report.
34. Go to galla, have tea and snacks and share a few jokes with your friends.
35. Rush back to your room and check Gtalk to see if anyone has left you messages.
36. Mumble obscenities, and vent out your frustration by abusing everyone on DC++.
37. 7am - start hacking on the paper without stopping. 8am -paper is finished.
38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.
39. 8:30am - Go to class, hand in paper, and leave right away so you can take a nap.
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Sunday, 9 September 2007
Look around Chennai
For those who know more than just my name ( well few don't even know that, but my post is for those who know me :P), I think they can recall how lazy am I. Well friends that hasn't faded yet, but I did went on a "cycle trip" to Mahabalipuram and a recent trip for bird watching. For those who want to see some pictures,
Mahabalipuram is famous for it's Shore Temple and some more old sculptures, found nearby. And there is are quite some number of tourists, mostly from rest of Asia? I am not sure. Whatever, the point is there are tourists around there, so everything is quite costly.
For those who have all the time in their life to waste, I have uploaded about 100 (to be exact 98) pictures of the trip.
2. Bird watching :- First of all, unfortunately due to effect of lack of sleep, on a humans capability to recall stuff I forgot to take my camera for the trip :(, but still I have few questions.
- How many kinds of crow you know of?
- Who is/was Salim Ali?
try to answer without googling!
Saturday, 7 July 2007
College Dazs
college Dazs
college Dazs
Dazs of fun and sorrow
Dazs of excitement and anxiety
Dazs of innumerable hrs of sleep
Dazs without any tension………….
Dazs with and without exams…..
Dazs where passing the exams matter very little and flunking is more fun
Dazs of uncontrolled frenzy of games and powerplay
Dazs of nightouts and dormant afternoon
Dazs where morning occurs after 4:00 Pm and evening at 6:00 Am
Dazs where no day passes when we haven't curse the college administration
Dazs where we never ate without cursing the cook…
Dazs of uncontrolled fun and amity (even with flora and Fiona of institute)
Dazs of high Jinks on hostel corridor and hazy morning after boozing all night on hostel terrace…………..
Dazs of feeling very great after attending lectures after months…lol
Dazs of ragging juniors and feeling like the don of the institute
Dazs of lamenting about abysmal and Byzantine course and profs
Dazs of umpteen cigarette and smoke …..
Dazs of sitting with whole group and killing time….
Dazs of happy and sad and neither sad nor happy Dazs
Dazs of unnecessary debates, bickering and sledging
Dazs of slovenly and indolence
Dazs of learning and experimentation
Dazs of doing all except what being told to do in lab…
Dazs of orkutting and playing in labs and pissing off the TA's and lab Assistants
Dazs of waking 10 minutes before exam and scurrying through the course notes…
Dazs of brethren and synergy and juggling
Dazs of being frenetic and obnoxious and chaotic
Dazs of TV serials and movies
Dazs of going to interview and gabbling
Dazs of doing bhangra on navrati and on DJ Nights
Dazs of learning the technicality of Cut-Copy and Paste
Dazs of going to labs 10 minutes before and arguing with TA for attendance
Dazs of proxies and sleeping in class with eye half open….
Dazs of studying with girl friend in library when we want to do everything except studying
college Dazs
college Dazs
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This was mailed to me by "Deepak Agrawal"
college Dazs
Dazs of fun and sorrow
Dazs of excitement and anxiety
Dazs of innumerable hrs of sleep
Dazs without any tension………….
Dazs with and without exams…..
Dazs where passing the exams matter very little and flunking is more fun
Dazs of uncontrolled frenzy of games and powerplay
Dazs of nightouts and dormant afternoon
Dazs where morning occurs after 4:00 Pm and evening at 6:00 Am
Dazs where no day passes when we haven't curse the college administration
Dazs where we never ate without cursing the cook…
Dazs of uncontrolled fun and amity (even with flora and Fiona of institute)
Dazs of high Jinks on hostel corridor and hazy morning after boozing all night on hostel terrace…………..
Dazs of feeling very great after attending lectures after months…lol
Dazs of ragging juniors and feeling like the don of the institute
Dazs of lamenting about abysmal and Byzantine course and profs
Dazs of umpteen cigarette and smoke …..
Dazs of sitting with whole group and killing time….
Dazs of happy and sad and neither sad nor happy Dazs
Dazs of unnecessary debates, bickering and sledging
Dazs of slovenly and indolence
Dazs of learning and experimentation
Dazs of doing all except what being told to do in lab…
Dazs of orkutting and playing in labs and pissing off the TA's and lab Assistants
Dazs of waking 10 minutes before exam and scurrying through the course notes…
Dazs of brethren and synergy and juggling
Dazs of being frenetic and obnoxious and chaotic
Dazs of TV serials and movies
Dazs of going to interview and gabbling
Dazs of doing bhangra on navrati and on DJ Nights
Dazs of learning the technicality of Cut-Copy and Paste
Dazs of going to labs 10 minutes before and arguing with TA for attendance
Dazs of proxies and sleeping in class with eye half open….
Dazs of studying with girl friend in library when we want to do everything except studying
college Dazs
college Dazs
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This was mailed to me by "Deepak Agrawal"
Saturday, 30 June 2007
We have no life!
Apart from reading never ending news about iPhone in various RSS feeds in the past few days, I happen to meet Prateek Dubey, who just came from MICA on weekends to work on his BTP! (heck no.. all he was talking about MICA, series like House and 4400). While talking to him he mentioned about how DAiiCTians have no life!
It just happens in MICA people are from various states and academic backgrounds, who were bored to hell in their first 2 weeks of the new semester. So Prateek took them down to McD, and the way he explained the expressions on their faces, it made me think.
Do DAiiCTians really have no life (not in absolute sense)? I mean if you consider my case I can be found sitting on my PC 30 secs after I am awake, and sitting there till I am asleep, sometimes on the chair itself. So some of you can say that I have no life. But what about rest of you in DA-IICT and what about you doing a job out there?
It just happens in MICA people are from various states and academic backgrounds, who were bored to hell in their first 2 weeks of the new semester. So Prateek took them down to McD, and the way he explained the expressions on their faces, it made me think.
Do DAiiCTians really have no life (not in absolute sense)? I mean if you consider my case I can be found sitting on my PC 30 secs after I am awake, and sitting there till I am asleep, sometimes on the chair itself. So some of you can say that I have no life. But what about rest of you in DA-IICT and what about you doing a job out there?
Musings of a Confused Mind (Part I)
"I want a Red Ferrari"
"I want to see the world"
"I want a girlfriend who doesn't ask about my whereabouts every 2 minutes when I am with my other friends!"
"I want a brain that works"
"I just need an IPOD"
Small little things in life. Everybody is looking out for them. Some profound! Some not so profound! But we are all running after them. And we should. What's their to look forward to otherwise?
Anyway, the point that I wanted to make expands into the Pink Floyd theory of Time.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
The Starting Gun is probably the only thing that counts. Some of us missed it. Some of us are on our way. For the people who are in between. Run faster! The race is long and though probably it ends up just being with yourself. But it's the people around you in the race that make it more exciting!
"I want to see the world"
"I want a girlfriend who doesn't ask about my whereabouts every 2 minutes when I am with my other friends!"
"I want a brain that works"
"I just need an IPOD"
Small little things in life. Everybody is looking out for them. Some profound! Some not so profound! But we are all running after them. And we should. What's their to look forward to otherwise?
Anyway, the point that I wanted to make expands into the Pink Floyd theory of Time.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
The Starting Gun is probably the only thing that counts. Some of us missed it. Some of us are on our way. For the people who are in between. Run faster! The race is long and though probably it ends up just being with yourself. But it's the people around you in the race that make it more exciting!
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
The Earth and all (a story)
The Earth and all
... giving an extra shuffle to an already well-shuffled pack of cards. You know it will change your luck, but you don't whether for better or worse. - James Glieck in CHAOS: Making a New Science
Long long time before this time, there was an earth, a moon, a sun. And there were others who we don't bother about much. The earth used to be hot, very hot. Then it had something to do with the little molecule and all. But we will not bother about those either. The lead role of this story is being played by Earth. Sun is suspected to be the father of earth, I mean that's what we think happened, that Sun wanted to have 9 kids or something, and so it dropped 9 small pieces and they became his kids, who kept bothering him for a long time, going round and round him asking for money and all. Its a little strange, I mean, who wants kids like those, and who gets kids like this, by dropping parts of himself. But that is what we believe happened. (The exact number of kids are still not known, there are rumours sometimes that sun has other kids, which nobody is sure of as of now, but well, let's leave him alone, sun would be the last thing I would want to gossip about)
So the Earth, like i said before, was very hot. And sun, did not want his kids to be as hot-tempered as he was. (Its common with almost all parents that they don't want their kids to do things that they think they did wrong, but they all know nothing about James Glieck and Chaos and shuffled pack of cards and all). So basically sun wanted Earth to be a good boy, he took help of certain little molecules to do that. Those molecules didn't know what they were doing though but they did cool earth down by using some other molecules. Anyway, what happened, in all of this was that, Earth became all blue. all blue. And then suddenly strange things started happening. Earth started getting certain kind of fungal infections. It was a green colour kind of thing. Very strange. When these strange things started happening, Earth asked Sun for help. Sun was confused, he had sent the little molecules to cool earth down, but well, he didnt ever expect it turn out this way (I told you, shuffling a shuffled pack of cards...). In the meantime, the green thing was spreading over earth's body which was not covered by water (How water came, is another story).
Sun thought, probably, if he heated earth up, these fungii will go off. So he did, when he did, he ended up drying up more water, and all the fungii got even more place to spread. (Remember, shuffled pack of cards). So, what could he do. Sun was help-less. Infact, it was later learnt that these fungii used sun's light to cook food for themselves. Earth asked help from her brothers and sisters, they had no clue either.To Sun's rescue came the STAR broadcaster (Ok, this is not the TV that you see, they have copied the name though, the purpose was similar, it was the source of entertainment(!) and mis-information for the stars), which said that there was one way. It showed the progress of technology in the galaxy. And it was great. Sun didn't like the broadcasts earlier but a close friend (read one of the Centauri brothers) told him about it and only then did he discover that Earth's was a known problem. There were shampoos available which released agents all over the body. The agents then took care of themselves and slowly got rid of the fungii. Sun suggested Earth to use these.
There were many brands available. All of them worked on a similar concept. The shampoo was applied, and it released very tiny agents on the body which grew and slowly took care of the fungal infection. The agents grew in different shapes and sizes. The shampoos looked like the shampoos, you'd bath your dog with, if you had a dog and did not have somebody else who'd give him a bath. The shampoos when rinsed, produced a great foam.Earth used it many times, we have been able to figure out about two or three times. We have also, discovered the kind of agents produced. The initial few times, the agents did not work very good, the fungii had even started growing on and underwater. The shampoo companies released newer version of shampoo which possesed ability to develop agents who'd think they are very intelligent. They would not only get earth rid of the fungus, but also will kill other agents, thereby to an extent solving the problem of cleaning the agents after the fungus was taken care of.
The shampoo company was making real big buck with this new technology. Even though nobody knew how well its going to work. So Earth shifted to the new product. Rinsed the previous shampoo. The great foam was raised all over the earth, and then later, the new shampoo came. It took few minutes for the intended agents to 'evolve'. The agents which came before the next breed of agents, thought believed that they were THE agents. They liked to believe so. The shampoo company had claimed that they were going to be 'intelligent agents'. Earth had no way to know, how 'intelligent' the agents were. The evolving agents proved James Glieck's theory about shuffled cards. They did there job allright, for sometime. Earth was happy a lot of fungi was gone. She bought another bottle of the shampoo.But the agents outdid themselves each time. They proved to be too intelligent and too diversely intelligent. They got rid of a lot of fungii, but then some of them started growing more fungii. Some of them started protecting fungii. But they were all ok, the agents that followed, started growing some other stuff. Initially, Earth ignored it. But it was too much to be ignored. The new agents started making holes on Earth's head and growing some new brown and grey colourfungii kind of stuff and this new stuff was spreading faster than the original fungii did. The salesstar who sold the shampoo said that the real agents haven't come yet, and Earth did not need to worry and MUST not rinse it, because the intended agents had not yet been developed.It was very itchy all that stuff, they were growing. Earth shook hard sometimes, sometimes it shook even harder. But it did not seem to solve a lot of problems.
Sometimes, Earth wondered about the purpose of its life, it wondered for how long will she keep going around the sun asking for stuff, and it wondered if that was the real purpose of its life. Or was it something else, was it some greater deed that was in store for here.Some other times, she just itched herself. Sometimes, she got some small kids floating around to itch here or there. All they could really do was hit as hard as they could.And the stuff continued to grow. The agents were underestimated, they became communicable and started troubling Earth's adopted son (read moon) and Marsi, Earth's favourite sibling. It led to differences between Earth and Marsi, Marsi complained to Sun. Sun was watching all this, and was helpless. The shampoo company said, don't rinse, wait, Marsi said, get rid of the thing, u've begun to look ugly, Moon said nothing. Earth itched.
(Theauthor claims lack of imagination is the reason for having no knowledge of the story beyond this point. Imagination claims, it has nothing to do with this disaster.)
(James Glieck has nothing to do with all of this, niether do his cards)
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I feel funny posting the same thing everywhere, but it was Avi who asked me to ask me to post it here, and I usually cant say no to such temptations. This story was originally published at ispeaking.blogspot.com, and later at duerf-speak.blogspot.com
... giving an extra shuffle to an already well-shuffled pack of cards. You know it will change your luck, but you don't whether for better or worse. - James Glieck in CHAOS: Making a New Science
Long long time before this time, there was an earth, a moon, a sun. And there were others who we don't bother about much. The earth used to be hot, very hot. Then it had something to do with the little molecule and all. But we will not bother about those either. The lead role of this story is being played by Earth. Sun is suspected to be the father of earth, I mean that's what we think happened, that Sun wanted to have 9 kids or something, and so it dropped 9 small pieces and they became his kids, who kept bothering him for a long time, going round and round him asking for money and all. Its a little strange, I mean, who wants kids like those, and who gets kids like this, by dropping parts of himself. But that is what we believe happened. (The exact number of kids are still not known, there are rumours sometimes that sun has other kids, which nobody is sure of as of now, but well, let's leave him alone, sun would be the last thing I would want to gossip about)
So the Earth, like i said before, was very hot. And sun, did not want his kids to be as hot-tempered as he was. (Its common with almost all parents that they don't want their kids to do things that they think they did wrong, but they all know nothing about James Glieck and Chaos and shuffled pack of cards and all). So basically sun wanted Earth to be a good boy, he took help of certain little molecules to do that. Those molecules didn't know what they were doing though but they did cool earth down by using some other molecules. Anyway, what happened, in all of this was that, Earth became all blue. all blue. And then suddenly strange things started happening. Earth started getting certain kind of fungal infections. It was a green colour kind of thing. Very strange. When these strange things started happening, Earth asked Sun for help. Sun was confused, he had sent the little molecules to cool earth down, but well, he didnt ever expect it turn out this way (I told you, shuffling a shuffled pack of cards...). In the meantime, the green thing was spreading over earth's body which was not covered by water (How water came, is another story).
Sun thought, probably, if he heated earth up, these fungii will go off. So he did, when he did, he ended up drying up more water, and all the fungii got even more place to spread. (Remember, shuffled pack of cards). So, what could he do. Sun was help-less. Infact, it was later learnt that these fungii used sun's light to cook food for themselves. Earth asked help from her brothers and sisters, they had no clue either.To Sun's rescue came the STAR broadcaster (Ok, this is not the TV that you see, they have copied the name though, the purpose was similar, it was the source of entertainment(!) and mis-information for the stars), which said that there was one way. It showed the progress of technology in the galaxy. And it was great. Sun didn't like the broadcasts earlier but a close friend (read one of the Centauri brothers) told him about it and only then did he discover that Earth's was a known problem. There were shampoos available which released agents all over the body. The agents then took care of themselves and slowly got rid of the fungii. Sun suggested Earth to use these.
There were many brands available. All of them worked on a similar concept. The shampoo was applied, and it released very tiny agents on the body which grew and slowly took care of the fungal infection. The agents grew in different shapes and sizes. The shampoos looked like the shampoos, you'd bath your dog with, if you had a dog and did not have somebody else who'd give him a bath. The shampoos when rinsed, produced a great foam.Earth used it many times, we have been able to figure out about two or three times. We have also, discovered the kind of agents produced. The initial few times, the agents did not work very good, the fungii had even started growing on and underwater. The shampoo companies released newer version of shampoo which possesed ability to develop agents who'd think they are very intelligent. They would not only get earth rid of the fungus, but also will kill other agents, thereby to an extent solving the problem of cleaning the agents after the fungus was taken care of.
The shampoo company was making real big buck with this new technology. Even though nobody knew how well its going to work. So Earth shifted to the new product. Rinsed the previous shampoo. The great foam was raised all over the earth, and then later, the new shampoo came. It took few minutes for the intended agents to 'evolve'. The agents which came before the next breed of agents, thought believed that they were THE agents. They liked to believe so. The shampoo company had claimed that they were going to be 'intelligent agents'. Earth had no way to know, how 'intelligent' the agents were. The evolving agents proved James Glieck's theory about shuffled cards. They did there job allright, for sometime. Earth was happy a lot of fungi was gone. She bought another bottle of the shampoo.But the agents outdid themselves each time. They proved to be too intelligent and too diversely intelligent. They got rid of a lot of fungii, but then some of them started growing more fungii. Some of them started protecting fungii. But they were all ok, the agents that followed, started growing some other stuff. Initially, Earth ignored it. But it was too much to be ignored. The new agents started making holes on Earth's head and growing some new brown and grey colourfungii kind of stuff and this new stuff was spreading faster than the original fungii did. The salesstar who sold the shampoo said that the real agents haven't come yet, and Earth did not need to worry and MUST not rinse it, because the intended agents had not yet been developed.It was very itchy all that stuff, they were growing. Earth shook hard sometimes, sometimes it shook even harder. But it did not seem to solve a lot of problems.
Sometimes, Earth wondered about the purpose of its life, it wondered for how long will she keep going around the sun asking for stuff, and it wondered if that was the real purpose of its life. Or was it something else, was it some greater deed that was in store for here.Some other times, she just itched herself. Sometimes, she got some small kids floating around to itch here or there. All they could really do was hit as hard as they could.And the stuff continued to grow. The agents were underestimated, they became communicable and started troubling Earth's adopted son (read moon) and Marsi, Earth's favourite sibling. It led to differences between Earth and Marsi, Marsi complained to Sun. Sun was watching all this, and was helpless. The shampoo company said, don't rinse, wait, Marsi said, get rid of the thing, u've begun to look ugly, Moon said nothing. Earth itched.
(Theauthor claims lack of imagination is the reason for having no knowledge of the story beyond this point. Imagination claims, it has nothing to do with this disaster.)
(James Glieck has nothing to do with all of this, niether do his cards)
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I feel funny posting the same thing everywhere, but it was Avi who asked me to ask me to post it here, and I usually cant say no to such temptations. This story was originally published at ispeaking.blogspot.com, and later at duerf-speak.blogspot.com
Saturday, 23 June 2007
Directory
Since we started DC++ in DAIICT, just in case to clear myself of all guilt, we started it as a solution for both students and DAIICT admins. In case you don't understand it feel free to ask it later(comments). For now to the main story, since start of DC++ I have been getting these kind of messages...
(naman) >>>>thr?At times it makes me think.. God dammit.. I am not a f***ing directory. Do you agree ?
(me) >>>yea
(naman) >>do u kno ne1 who has west wing?
(me) >nope
(naman) k
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