Have you ever wondered about this. Its always the guys who have the most money who have no idea what to do with it or in the worse case have no time to do anything with it. And it the guys who have the grandest plans to blow away all their moolah who are strapped for cash.
It is lucky guy who can make money and blow it easily too. Maybe engineering isn't the thing for me. I've realised after only a week of work at nVidia that maybe I am not cut out for all the programming. Its too early for me to say which end of the spectrum I'll be but, I hope that I can get the balance of the two extremes in my life.
On an aside, its still a little difficult for me to believe that all those processors and graphics cards were actually conceived and designed by man. Even more incredible is the fact that I will now be part of that process. Kudos to the amazing level of evolution that man has been able to achieve!
Friday, July 20, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Going Hi Tech
After almost 3 to 4 years of having to put up with outdated technology, I am finally getting a new computer which I could declare as almost state of the art. Well it does cost close to 50k and has all the works. Hope that I make good use of the hardware. The truth is that you only need to constantly upgrade only if you want to play the latest games and devour all those eye candy graphics. I haven't played games in a long time on account of the fact that my previous laptop wasn't sufficiently equipped for the task. So I'm looking forward to the new gaming experience which I should be, given that I'm in the business of designing high end graphics cards now at Nvidia! Hopefully, my enthusisam won't fizzle out soon.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Romancing The Rain
Everything associated with rain is so romantic. The cool breeze and the swaying of trees just seconds before the downpour starts, the kiss of the first raindrop on your cheek, the earthly smell rising up with the first showers to embrace the falling droplets, the sight of a peacock with all its plume arrayed in a wondrous display, a girl dancing in the rain with her arms spread eagle and chin pointing heavenwards with those lustrous locks plastered to her face... oh so beautiful!
In fact everything is so rosy and heavenly that I feel it is my duty to shatter this myth. For all of you who didn't know, rain also brings to the dense forests and slopes of the Western Ghats wait for it... Leeches. And if you think we didn't learn this the hard way, check out these pictures captured on our 6 Megapixel Digital cameras en route to Brahmagiri.
Those are actually the poda of our very friend Bhattiem who daringly or rather foolishly (although we strongly suspect its the later) decided to venture into the forests of the Western Ghats in floaters smack bang in the middle of the south-west monsoon. I kid you not, these are real photos. If you are daring enough, click on the photos to view the leeches in all their glory.
Another group of trekkers consisting more of the fairer sex were outfitted in thick jeans, thick soled calf length boots, and double and triple packed woolen socks to avoid our sucker friends in stark contrast with our shorts and ankle length cotton socks. This incident was reported by eyewitnesses-
One girl whispering to another girl after seeing our revealing outfits: Are they crazy! Don't they know there are leeches here? Why are they in half pants?
Us to one another smugly: Duh!!!
Who said anything about rain being always romantic.
Disclaimer: No harm was imparted to the leeches in the shooting of these photographs. However, they were salted, tobacco-ed, bleached and ground to a fine pulp with a vengeance until every last drop of sucked blood was gleefully forced out of its slimy body after the shoot was over. And although Bhattiem probably fed an entire kingdom of leeches, we also bravely did our part by accepting some bites ourselves even though we don't get a Blood Donation certificate and free Tees from Rotaract Club for our benevolence.
Credits: We would like to thank all the leeches for patiently clinging on to Bhattiem's smelly legs and sucking his toxic blood for hours and posing for the photographs. We could not have done this without you.
In fact everything is so rosy and heavenly that I feel it is my duty to shatter this myth. For all of you who didn't know, rain also brings to the dense forests and slopes of the Western Ghats wait for it... Leeches. And if you think we didn't learn this the hard way, check out these pictures captured on our 6 Megapixel Digital cameras en route to Brahmagiri.
Those are actually the poda of our very friend Bhattiem who daringly or rather foolishly (although we strongly suspect its the later) decided to venture into the forests of the Western Ghats in floaters smack bang in the middle of the south-west monsoon. I kid you not, these are real photos. If you are daring enough, click on the photos to view the leeches in all their glory.
Another group of trekkers consisting more of the fairer sex were outfitted in thick jeans, thick soled calf length boots, and double and triple packed woolen socks to avoid our sucker friends in stark contrast with our shorts and ankle length cotton socks. This incident was reported by eyewitnesses-
One girl whispering to another girl after seeing our revealing outfits: Are they crazy! Don't they know there are leeches here? Why are they in half pants?
Us to one another smugly: Duh!!!
Who said anything about rain being always romantic.
Disclaimer: No harm was imparted to the leeches in the shooting of these photographs. However, they were salted, tobacco-ed, bleached and ground to a fine pulp with a vengeance until every last drop of sucked blood was gleefully forced out of its slimy body after the shoot was over. And although Bhattiem probably fed an entire kingdom of leeches, we also bravely did our part by accepting some bites ourselves even though we don't get a Blood Donation certificate and free Tees from Rotaract Club for our benevolence.
Credits: We would like to thank all the leeches for patiently clinging on to Bhattiem's smelly legs and sucking his toxic blood for hours and posing for the photographs. We could not have done this without you.
Friday, July 06, 2007
Star Power
Just came back after watching the movie Shivaji, The Boss. And for the life of me, I couldn't remeber why I had assented to accompany my friends to see that movie in the first place. They just seem to reach a new level of stupidity in the name of performing 'stunts' and 'comedy' and 'style'. I have to say that Shriya Saran's exquisitely crafted body and the suggestive sway of her hips in the dance sequences were the only things that kept me from pulling out my hair from my head. After a while, even that got monotonous. Just because Rajni 'sir' is the hero doesn't mean they can get away with showing anything on the screen. And yet going by the collections, they seem to have achieved just that. It goes to show that a vast majority of the Indian Population are just dumb or have insipid tastes. My guess is that they haven't seen anything better.
One has to commend the Director's efforts for once again trying to expose the fallacies of corruption and trying to inspire people to give up corruption. But time and again, one gets the feeling that beating up guys and seducing hot actresses is the main fare in the movie and tackling corruption just the side dish. I have to admit that I did not expect much from the movie and tagged along just to quench my curiosity.
Anyway for those of you who read this post and are open to trying out a good movie, how about 'The Big Lebowski' for starters and 'Kiss Kiss Bang Bang' for main course. And if you are still hungry for more, try 'The Pursuit of Happiness' for dessert.
One has to commend the Director's efforts for once again trying to expose the fallacies of corruption and trying to inspire people to give up corruption. But time and again, one gets the feeling that beating up guys and seducing hot actresses is the main fare in the movie and tackling corruption just the side dish. I have to admit that I did not expect much from the movie and tagged along just to quench my curiosity.
Anyway for those of you who read this post and are open to trying out a good movie, how about 'The Big Lebowski' for starters and 'Kiss Kiss Bang Bang' for main course. And if you are still hungry for more, try 'The Pursuit of Happiness' for dessert.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Nostalgia Part 2
A tribute to the four most wonderful years of my life 'studying' engineering at the hallowed portal NITK Surathkal...
Its not so much about the college but the great friends I made there, the crazy times we had there, the beautiful places we went to, everything was just so. Like enjoying a well done steak, the taste lingers for a long time. It saddens me deeply that this phase of my life is over and I have to become an adult with responsibilities. That totally sucks. Oh well, on a more philosphical note, all things good in life have to come to an end...
Remembering shenoy's spoonerisms and mispronunciations, his stupid smile and the shine in his eyes when he tells a white lie that it's practically a no-brainer to catch him at it, Sundi's goofy smile and his undying enthusiasm to reach the top of a a peak, to give Kandu hero poses for the camera so that he can show them off on orkut, Mabhi's shady dialogues and his blanket, his premature love for PZ, Bhattiem and his bhatru stomach, his gangster behaviour when he gets drunk, Raghav's fishy smile, his craze for all things that smell and look and feel Led Zep, Tanay with his oh so beautiful music and his Ibanez, his temper tantrums, Vyas with his craze for changing girlfriends, his sweet smile with which he escapes from his crimes, vada seller slap receiver, Nikhil and his sleep and F1 and his affinity for the 'high spirits' and 'smashing attitude', Su and his worsht jokes but amazing creativity, Sri ram and his always Im bored and the most popular guy on campus, Vikram and his jive moves, Brat and his literary genius, Bacat and his graphics eye candy and his all nighters, Rishi and his pranks, his mango face, his assumptions, lets pitch the tent on top of Chembra, Rasho and tongue sticking out photos, Russell Peters' and his 'Doggy Style'...
Me and my bathroom escapades, my long hair in the second hair from which lethal mistake I lost half my hair, getting shit scared on Chembra due to the wind, the early morning by the kabini reservoir by the tent with all the mist rising from the river, my first time getting sloshed at a placement party, getting smashed and being able to 'see' the music, all the headbanging at the concerts, the sun kissed sands of Gokarna, experiencing heaven at Munnar, discovering Floyd and Porcupine Tree and A Perfect Circle and Knopfler, the excruciating train rides to Calicut in the general compartment, trying to build a robot unsuccessfully, trying to coax music from my guitar...
And to all the laughter, all the worldly wisdom acquired, to all the pychedaelic moments, to all those brilliant times I played tennis with Sundi and Rasho, and discussed cuisines with Kulin, and his mom's delicious chocolate balls, falling in love with Salsa, to those lip-smacking steaks at Diesels, to the beautiful beach and light house in front of our campus, to digital logic and design which hopefully I won't tire out of within the next year, teaching electronics to Mechanical peers, Goa with Macy and Modi and Mithun and Nikhil, Lep zepplica with fish at IITM...
To Prison Break and Lost and Desu noto and 24, to The Blairwitch Project and Pulp Fiction and Fight Club and The Shawshank Redemption and Kiss Kiss Bang Bang and all the mind blowing entertainment the LAN had to offer...
And to all those pains and sufferings - omnipresent water shortage, power failures and hence sleepless nights during the exams, the tepid mess 'food' in all its diabolical glory, the pain of being betrayed by people you trusted, the joy of rediscovering yourself and kicking back harder, the ligament tear and its aftermath, the heat and all the sweating, PSB announcing his voluntary retirement from service, getting our asses kicked for not paying enough attention to our final year project...
To all those moments that I hope I can remember for a very long time...
Its not so much about the college but the great friends I made there, the crazy times we had there, the beautiful places we went to, everything was just so. Like enjoying a well done steak, the taste lingers for a long time. It saddens me deeply that this phase of my life is over and I have to become an adult with responsibilities. That totally sucks. Oh well, on a more philosphical note, all things good in life have to come to an end...
Remembering shenoy's spoonerisms and mispronunciations, his stupid smile and the shine in his eyes when he tells a white lie that it's practically a no-brainer to catch him at it, Sundi's goofy smile and his undying enthusiasm to reach the top of a a peak, to give Kandu hero poses for the camera so that he can show them off on orkut, Mabhi's shady dialogues and his blanket, his premature love for PZ, Bhattiem and his bhatru stomach, his gangster behaviour when he gets drunk, Raghav's fishy smile, his craze for all things that smell and look and feel Led Zep, Tanay with his oh so beautiful music and his Ibanez, his temper tantrums, Vyas with his craze for changing girlfriends, his sweet smile with which he escapes from his crimes, vada seller slap receiver, Nikhil and his sleep and F1 and his affinity for the 'high spirits' and 'smashing attitude', Su and his worsht jokes but amazing creativity, Sri ram and his always Im bored and the most popular guy on campus, Vikram and his jive moves, Brat and his literary genius, Bacat and his graphics eye candy and his all nighters, Rishi and his pranks, his mango face, his assumptions, lets pitch the tent on top of Chembra, Rasho and tongue sticking out photos, Russell Peters' and his 'Doggy Style'...
Me and my bathroom escapades, my long hair in the second hair from which lethal mistake I lost half my hair, getting shit scared on Chembra due to the wind, the early morning by the kabini reservoir by the tent with all the mist rising from the river, my first time getting sloshed at a placement party, getting smashed and being able to 'see' the music, all the headbanging at the concerts, the sun kissed sands of Gokarna, experiencing heaven at Munnar, discovering Floyd and Porcupine Tree and A Perfect Circle and Knopfler, the excruciating train rides to Calicut in the general compartment, trying to build a robot unsuccessfully, trying to coax music from my guitar...
And to all the laughter, all the worldly wisdom acquired, to all the pychedaelic moments, to all those brilliant times I played tennis with Sundi and Rasho, and discussed cuisines with Kulin, and his mom's delicious chocolate balls, falling in love with Salsa, to those lip-smacking steaks at Diesels, to the beautiful beach and light house in front of our campus, to digital logic and design which hopefully I won't tire out of within the next year, teaching electronics to Mechanical peers, Goa with Macy and Modi and Mithun and Nikhil, Lep zepplica with fish at IITM...
To Prison Break and Lost and Desu noto and 24, to The Blairwitch Project and Pulp Fiction and Fight Club and The Shawshank Redemption and Kiss Kiss Bang Bang and all the mind blowing entertainment the LAN had to offer...
And to all those pains and sufferings - omnipresent water shortage, power failures and hence sleepless nights during the exams, the tepid mess 'food' in all its diabolical glory, the pain of being betrayed by people you trusted, the joy of rediscovering yourself and kicking back harder, the ligament tear and its aftermath, the heat and all the sweating, PSB announcing his voluntary retirement from service, getting our asses kicked for not paying enough attention to our final year project...
To all those moments that I hope I can remember for a very long time...
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