Such a lovely place, such a lovely place

Unfortunately i came to know that i effortlessly disappointed countably large number of my blog viewers with the revelation of my attitude towards birthdays. For those who wanted to argue, make a point in comments rather than arguing in messenger with me. After a long time, i sit down to write a blog, not ever did i feel so different writing a blog. I completely feel like empty minded, i got it refreshed among the valleys of araku and hills of tirumala. I used to have a lot of things to think about, i tried the same and dozed off yesterday. As i signed into my gtalk, one of my friend's status message speaks "Its very simple to be happy, but it is impossible to be simple", not really admirable but it reminds me of some very interesting saying of Schopenhauer "A man can do what he wants, but not want what he wants". This reminds of dreams i used to have that remained dreams forever. I wanted to be a pilot in my childhood kiss the clouds, i always had an affinity to heights. Dec 31st - 8 pm, when delhiites were busy lighting up the city for the new year eve, I was right above delhi some 12000 ft. This wasnt my first time flying, nor first time flying to delhi, still i felt happy really happy to be there on that flight. I was looking up at moon through clear sky above clouds, well one might ask a valid question "how come clear sky!!! what happened to the fog that got so many flights and trains cancelled, rescheduled or delayed? ". I too got the same doubt, i started to look down, the very sight made me so happy, all possible levels in my body must have sprung exponentially. There are barely any words to describe that, let me give it a shot. All the fog has some gravity, so it can extend only upto some height say 11900 ft. Due to the enthusiastic celebrations of new year eve, all the fog that is 100 ft beneath me glowed. And the scene just matched one of those pictures shown by space travellers when they just fly out of atmosphere. It made me think some where deep in my heart i always wanted to be an astronaut. Such incidents keep happening which bring this thought of mine to surface and keep it alive all the time. One such incident is the talk by a swiss astronaut in our campus. The pictures of drinking tea with chopsticks, the scene of them sleeping without touching any surface. Huh!! they brought the dream back. Some times i get serious about actually chasing that dream....

PS: Regarding the title, i was thinking what to name it.. thanks to Eagles song Hotel California, that was playin on my laptop. It played "such a lovely place , such a lovely place, such a lovely face......."

Birthday wishes

Just wearing a T-shirt, i came out to have my lunch, i felt the warmth of sun pleasing on this winter evening. As we sat down to eat pizza, sun slowly slipped down, i felt a chill in the air. I have to take a jacket, go to lab, make a presentation and probably ekta is psyched up after today's episode. The episode is nothing complicated, a rather simple one. Rancho offered me to come over to his room and play some piano, both are beginners. Well!! I didnt even begin to learn. I insisted him on playing valse, a classic piece from chopin. Then i came down to go to lab, thought just strike once on door of Meet's room. I ended waking him up. He was in no situation to entertain me, he pointed out a science reporter article by Karthik. As i was busy reading through it, my phone played a seriously weird music. I never remembered an instance, where i set that music for some event. Definitely confused, I looked at the screen of my mobile, Alas!! it said " Preeti's Birthday". I thought "yeah!! ofcourse it is !! today is nov 27th.." But that's an STD call, I need to recharge my phone account. I left hurriedly leaving the article behind, to shop for recharge coupons. As I walk to shop, i thought about how important birthday's are in people's life. Too many incidents flashed into my mind, some were sweet, some were suspicious, some were bad memories.

I remembered chatting with a friend of mine, we had a really good time when we were kids. I had a kind of break during 11th and 12th class with my relations from school. So i fetched up all the contacts and started building up on the relations again. She asked me a question, a question I hate very much, the answer to which seems not important with respect to me, not even a little. So she asked me " Do you remember my birthday?", for obvious reasons I dont know the answer. I dont think birthday is some great event in ones life. I still remember some of my birthday's when i tried dozing off whole morning, but had to attend calls just becoz some people were "concerned" about me and they "cared" about me. And hence I hated that day, a few times. So I replied I dont remember any body's birthday, infact I can't. Then she started telling me how bad I am, I never knew that much "bad" about me. Then she started refining her statements, she had told that she now realized that she was not considered a good friend of me by me, which is not at all true. And our relation was never the same before this event and after this, not even for a moment.
April 19th, thats my birthday [not stating with pride as it apparently sounds], Well its infact on April 20th 2 am, I received a call from an unknown number. I thought "thats really convenient time to receive birthday wishes, I dont mind this call!! ". I received it with full energy, i hear a shrill voice in a very small amplitude. It said "shh...". I thought somebody is in serious trouble, they must have called me for help. I reduced my energy and inquired who it was. It was my friend, and for god's sake she called to wish me. Dont get startled for this weird statement. There is something I would like to explain. In Andhra Pradesh, 11th and 12th class are called intermediate. And so called intermediate colleges are really serious regarding the rules for girls in hostel. They are not supposed to call any strangers, and they are not supposed carry mobiles with them. But even to call parents, they should get through a very long queue at the STD booth. So some people secretly maintain mobiles phone with them, that always remain switched off, and call parents or someone they wanted to call very silently very secretly at really odd times. Believe me!! I also went through such things, it is a serious pain in the ass, its not easy as it sounds. So this friend of mine picked up a mobile which a friend of hers maintained quite secretly and called me at 2 am!! Thats another instance when I thought "is Birthday such an important issue !!"
Recently I have been to Taiwan, there I made a really good friend. Her birthday was on November 11th, I thought i should call her and wish her. That's the least of courtesy I am supposed to show for the help she did to me. I called her and wished her. Her happiness had no bounds, I swear to god she literally went crazy. Obviously I felt happy too, hearing her that happy. After the call, i again thought "Is Birthday really that an important event!!"
I recharged my mobile, called her and she also felt happy. she described the gifts she received.


PS: Unfortunately all the events concerned to this issue are girls, so i always justify myself saying, girls do over-react most of the times.... :P

movies - movies : all around the world

Waiting for five people at select city walk, i gazed lazily at the fountain. And just thought about too many things, i cannot list here. My feet tapping to the waltz played on piano, its a beautiful piece of classical ever invented. Browsing through all the topics ahead of me to think of for the next two -three hours. The most intriguing one being movies and the next one movies. Yeah I am a movie freak, Then why i am i waiting outside alone, instead of watching "Fashion", a movie made by madhur bandarkar [notorious of screwing short worlds, in the name of making realistic movies], like the rest of my friends. I already watched it and i didnt like it, not one bit of it. A movie is not about presenting one single idea using a thousand unrealistic, illogical shots. I am not in a position to give a clear cut definition of what a movie is, yet i have the complete right to give an analysis of a movie. Having watched atleast 200 of the imdb top 250 movies, a classic like shawshank redemption can be easily distiguished from fashion. If i am not wrong at comparing them, one being #1 on the list of all movies and the other being a "Bollywood Sparkler". Definitely i am not, whatever is the movie, whoever made it, i dont care. Finally its me who is watching it, its me one person one brain one perception at the recieving end. The other i read an article of rakshit, which describes less watched yet classics, in campus rumpus. No wonder i watched three of them, fourth one i m not sure. Not all latest movies are about time-slicing and computer graphics. The Dark Knight which i claim to be the best movie i watched in every respect, it has got perfection, logic. If a movie chose to be a one-man or one-woman movie, the crew should make sure that the character has the potential to carry entire movie. unfortunately the "joker" in batman movie had too less role compared to the potential it had and the "meghna mathur" in fashion had too less potential for the time and emotion given to that role. Ofcourse the potential of actor also counts, but thats not all. The very formulation of a character should be so much researched and put forward, that it should demand a level of potential in the actor. Well the discussion ends nowhere.

A biography of 5 min

This is the first time i ever thought of putting my thoughts on a piece of paper, right as they occurred to me. I feel a bit nostalgic, im just not sure about what i m feeling so though. Since the fans in the class room were static, I feel a warmth around my body. The air, though a little bit cold, is refusing to carry my heat, the heat my body is generating for unknown reasons. The warmth I used to feel under the asbestos sheets in the middle of summers, exactly during the chemistry class in 12th class. I didnt like any of the feelings, though i liked to memorize it and compare it with contemplative feeling im getting now. Im not just sure what dream I m chasing, I ve been chasing, I ve chased so far. But i feel intensely energetic to chase those surreal dreams. I am working so hard for the btp, without expecting any returns, none frankly. its not that im really interested in it, if im given a chance to live life differently, im sure i wudnt let that oppurtunity slip out of my hands. Any change or difference intrigues me, makes my thoughts oscillate in an n-dimensional space. Rather oscillate is an organised movement, my mind hsa got really unorganised, unexplained and unperdictable movement. Berry always says its fast, but i see what he is failing to foresee. Its so fast that no interest, no likeliness, no preference, no priorities remain the same all the time. I try to stick to principles, but its hard, they dont change and i get bored of them; i get bored by the rules; i get bored by the leaves that doesnt move; i get bored by the things that doesnt change. I know what i have been craving in my life so far; just a change, a change that keeps changing.

PS 1: I wrote this in cyl 110 class totally bored of what he was teaching, no thinking involved this just came out.

PS 2: Berry is Mr. Gaurav Berry , my BTP partner.

PS 3: BTP is Btech Project, we are supposed to do it here.

saare jaha se acha

As i sip through the dip tea
standing in a waiting line
on the dusty road outside ATM
I feel the sultry climate pricking,
I turn around to wave my hand
to a friend passing by, a cell rang.
Not mine, not of someone i knew,
Ringtone in a feeble monotone sang
saare jaha se acha hindustan hamara
I was lost in the song, so was i in the line
"Bhaai saab!! aage badiye..." A call,
from some one standing behind me.
No!! there was no place for me to advance,
"Are the guys still working at the atm!!"
No !! they already left , why was i still waiting!
The line was cut, by two "gentle-men",
gentlemen -by the way they were dressed,
gentlemen -by the way of their conversation,
Here goes the same mobile again, i disagree,
I totally disagree with that, my country, India
is not the greatest country on earth.
I never wanted it to be one, we never.
I know i would either leave the cup on ATM,
or throw it one side of the road, may be spit
on it just to add to the havoc i just created.
As i enter the csc, i slam the door on the face
of the person right behind me, look at the marks,
recently uploaded and feel jealous abt good-scorers.
I never wanted to think different,
think decent, disciplined and good.
I feel so much fun to let other people down,
watch my nation going down, bribe
the people directly reasonable for it.
Ha ! I proudly hail , I am an Indian!!
We are Indians !!

A dream long awaited

Lights... camera... Action ...
"He is not a criminal, he is a creator!!! He created sensation" These were the words spoken by Puneet Issar about a character by name Tagore played by mega star chiranjeevi. May be these words are spoken before a camera to be screened as a fiction, but they did carry complete sense right to the hearts of people. For one moment and exactly for once did the people think right. They gave him a call, as he describes, a call to take part in their daily life troubles. As always he did answer it, this time in a way that led himself right into the people. Yes he is joining the stream of politics just to make it clean, literally. His speech was mind blowing, as a matter of fact he is a good actor, so good is he at his heart. This is the first time in the history of any politics , atleast in india, where a person with such huge following, with a lot of humanity and zeal to serve people coming into politics. The way he accepted the fact that we are lagging behind in basic amenities on par with developed and developing countries, instead of just bragging about "samskruti","parampara" and "charithra" as would any other politician do, is the beginning of the difference he is going to make. He is the only one that could be instrumental in changing the way atleast 5% of indian population think. All this started on the birthday of social service symbol mother teresa. The name of the party is "praja rajyam" [people's empire] the caption "preme lakshyam, seve margam" [ love is the goal, service is the path]. So watch out for a great change in Andhra pradesh.

PS1 : I really loved the caption but it wud be awesome if it was reverse, as in , service is the goal and love is the path.

PS2 : For all the dudes and dudettes of other states, please dont envy the development here. Try making a very good human being such a powerful icon [ i dont think amitabh or srk satisfy all the required conditions].

PS3 : "Inta varaku nayakulu party lo puttatam chusanu, ippude telisindi asalaina nayakudu janallo pudatarani..[till now i have seen leaders emerging from parties, only now have i seen that actual leader emerges from people....]" by K S Viswanath to the same tagore.

One from Sree Sree

If any body wonders who sree sree is , he needs no explanation. For those who can speak telugu or understand a little of it, they already know him. And for those who cannot, he is a poet out of your reach for appreciation. I just felt like writing this one, this one is in all my cells, i cannot forget this even if im dead.

"Na gatha saisava raga malikala pratidhwanulakai
poyina balyapu cherigina padamula chihnala kosam
ontariga kurchundi oorupulu, kadile gaaliki kabalamu nistu
pramada veenalu kamachi padaga, sela yellanu lellanu lalistu
paatalaniki paltee kotti vaitaranee nadi lotulu chustu
santamule kekantamuga digbranti lo munigi,
gutukalu vestu, metika virustu ita kurchundina
nanu chustunte navvostunda, udutallara budutallara
idi naa geetam vintara...... "

this was entirely from wat i remembered.....

A feeling of zero mass

Standing on the edge, I had very less time to think about many things. Soon my mind revised the period of two months , a little more though. Starting with the memory of bloody mary ordered by meet on the jetairways flight to hongkong through very many things till the feeling of the stickiness on hands due to the sultry climate at macau. A quick glimpse through many things, as if i were watching a video in fast forward mode. I recalled the lectures of many people trying to teach the course "How to eat with chopsticks". The memory of suspense i used to face before every meal, about what i eat made me giggle a little. Meeting with new people, roaming around new places. I could recall each and every face, each and every location. I was pretty much successful in capturing visual perception onto a CCD sensor and then storing it in some NAND gates. But what about my other senses, my very fast fading memory will not let me remember the feel of tasty snake we ate in snake alley of taipei, the smell of various teas and the touch of very friendly people. There are some shots of our action on the beaches, but that is not all, infact that is not even up to the mark. And the mafia games, which proved that dying is really really easy. Teaching debbie how to swear in hindi during the science park visit, where we were made to listen to 4 chinese presentations. Believe it or not we were happy at the end of the day, we got so many souvenirs. Yeah all the narration behind these thoughts had some words with french accent, I imitated them so much that i actually started speaking that way even unintentionally.
Behind every funny moment, there was a really charming young lady by name fish, it was me who provoked that name. If there was any person who made "my trip to taiwan" very very enjoyable that is fish alone. I cannot say that others didnt help me, but what she did was more than helping. I cannot imagine my self acclimatizing in taiwan, without her. As everyone know friendship is very heavy , i realized this while carrying her gifts home. This made me smile more. The very language of chinese is so difficult, i remember meet hopping between various restraunts saying "I am a pig", where he actually meant "I eat vegetarian". Yeah meet's vegetarian troubles made me laugh . I dont know if it is called duality, my mouth opened for a different reason looking at the ground, seas and islands about 233 m below me. The count ended there, i took off the platform to feel the gravity in its full strength.Yeah I am talking about the bungee. It was totally awesome, and now I am talking about the whole trip.......

A charming success story

So far the success stories in software industries start with millions or billions of dollars earned from a piece of software. I never consider them to be success stories in context of softwares, they make up great articles in all business magazines and inspirational documentaries. But how exactly can a software success story be defined? Can it be defined as a software with about 2 million lines of code written by a "team" of 3000 or so without investing a dollar, or without even knowing each other in person. They are not from the same institute, not from the same state... not even from the same continent. But it was possible for them to build a software that huge[ it is not exactly one software]... No enterprenuers involved, no investments involved. Just using a small bandwidth and the interest to tackle problems, A community is formed, a huge community, broader in many aspects than any other community. I would like to thank richard stallman and linus benedict torvalds for their "free" thoughts. Each of them being no less than steve jobs or bill gates in their technical and interpersonal skills... Thanks so much for building a world for the software users to live in. A dream land where everything is free to use, and everything is changed the way you want.


http://www.firstmonday.org/issues/issue5_11/moon/

Negative words

People always ask me.."why do you speak about negative things almost all the time?" The answer i always thought was that its obvious. But I think there should be some change in their perception. Because one should think that ones words should make some difference. If something is already positive, you dont need to make any difference. So speaking about negative stuff is definitely not being pessimistic, its more than optimism. People should get used to accept compliments[particularly bad ones] and change.

pictures till 19-05-08

http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/Taipei101
http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/HsinchuDowntown
http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/TaiwanMob
http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/CksMemorialHuanShiLongshanTemple
http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/RoadMetroClub
http://picasaweb.google.com/g.vamsi.iit/Wulai

Naturally Artificial Intelligence

Whenever i think of so called "artificial intelligence", I try to find related instances from the nature. Like few gentleman proposed the bee-hive study could lead to major breakthroughs in server-client models of internet. Though i do not have any knowledge about artificial intelligence and its various other aspects, this thought struck my mind. We know the diffusion principle and stuff, where particles flow from high concentration region to low concentration at a particular rate or so. Frankly i dont know the mathematics of this even. But just a thought that if there is mall in a city, the high concentration spot, even then people move from the low concentration parts[like the road or home] to the already highly populated malls. An urban area is also an analogy of this phenomenon. The point i observed is that such a flow implies [or involves] presence of consciousness and memory. One such simple event is reverse osmosis in plants, may be there is a mechanical principle behind this[ even which im sure i dont know]. But isnt that a crest and trough on a surface could represent a 1 or 0, obvious. This obvious phenomenon is responsible for the CD which we use to store hell lot of data. So may be there is consciousness in reverse osmosis as well.

To my old friend....

Sometimes you make me feel happy
sometimes you make me feel sad
You make me laugh at times
You make me cry at times
And you scare me at times
But still you are the one i can't resist

You are the one that showed me
the light on the surface of moon
You are the one that made me hear
the calmness amidst a violent tide
You are the one that made me feel
the pleasure in the air, on top of a peak

I loved a girl, out of my reach
you brought her, made us meet
I hated them, i can't dare to touch
you blew the heads off their bodies
I was scared watching a horror
You played pranks frightening me

Thank you dream, thanks for
everything you have given
And for staying awake,
all the time i slept............

The philosophy of one century is the common sense of the next

The philosophy of one century is the common sense of the next

This is one such quote that actually made some sense, infact lot of sense, in orkut's today's fortune archive. I sat upto spend my mid semester break on something and this shows up , leaving me in a state of serious thinking about the history of various scientific breakthroughs. Immediately i wanted to log this somewhere, like this place.
Speaking of 'log' I remember reading about the discovery of log[logarithm], which is one such invention that startled everyone who didnot know that a sequence of flip-flops could actually compute the value of 453876 x 182725 , now i seriously doubt if anyone know what the application of a log function is. Right in my school days i used to see my friends hating the exercises of computing multiplications and divisions using log-tables. But no one ever knew that such complicated operations turned out to be simple additions and subtractions. I was fascinated by the simplification offered by log-function. The person to be praised for this is the great mathematician john napier , he is such a fascinating personality that he got this idea like bolt from the blue. There was no history for log-function, he is the person who created it. All other things in mathematics are mostly developed progressively. Hats-off to that genius..........

Sweet little nanni..

It is quite evident that if you know a person beyond a certain 'stranger' limit, and have been in touch with him/her for a quite a long time, you must have hated him/her atleast a few number of times. It might be anyone like a relative, a friend or anyone. But there is one person in my life, and only one to be sure, whom I know pretty well [seen her from the days she couldn't walk or talk and now, she is a completely grown youngster.] and never lost contact with her. I have been talking to her all long. I never hated her, not even for a micro-second. Though we play pranks at each other all the time. Our conversations were never formal. Whenever I think of her or talk to her, I feel very nostalgic. I don't remember most of the stupid games we used to play in the childhood. In what ever situation I am, i try to have a chat with her[except for some times, when i overlook the tab i opened].....She is sweet little fatty[oops...nanni, nandita].....

Wrong

When u know u r wrong, u r not anymore......

The worst disaster

It was 5 years back on Feb 1 2003 that seven human beings,
I donno their caste
I donno their country
I donno their gender
I donno their color
Still I owe them so much.....risking their life not for a breakthru in science but for showing, what might have been called 'unity', exists. I am very proud to look into sky and salute at them, where they still are present.

CREW:

• Commander: Rick D. Husband, an Air Force colonel and mechanical engineer, who piloted a previous shuttle during the first docking with the International Space Station (STS-96).
• Pilot: William C. McCool, a Navy commander
• Payload Commander: Michael P. Anderson, an Air Force lieutenant colonel and physicist who was in charge of the science mission.
• Payload Specialist: Ilan Ramon, a colonel in the Air Force and the astronaut.
• Mission Specialist: Kalpana Chawla, an aerospace engineer on her second space mission.
• Mission Specialist: David M. Brown, a Navy captain trained as an aviator and flight surgeon. Brown worked on a number of scientific experiments.
• Mission Specialist: Laurel Clark, a Navy captain and flight surgeon. Clark worked on a number of biological experiments.

source of details: Wikipedia
Source of emotions: heart..

Inspiration lies no where far....

Dr. G Rama Krishna Reddy, PhD
My dad is a man, one who wants to start from no-where should definitely know about. He is a son of a clerk, who rejected him to take up math [his interestin subject] at his college level. Just becoz they had to pay for it, in commerce my dad got a free admission. so he was then forced to take up that. He completed his education and then started a degree college, with practically no experience at hand he started a college in a small building for which he had pay a rent. But as i said he is not an easy man. The idea blossomed now it developed to Sree Rama Krishna Degree College Autonomous. It now has three four storeyed buildings owned entirely by college, a state-of-art library building and a girl's hostel.Recent achievements of the college include "College with Potential for Excellence" by UGC [http://www.ugc.ac.in/notices/Press_release06CPE.pdf ] and NAAC accreditated 'A' [186th entry on http://naacindia.org/Colleges.asp?state=1 ]. He didnot rest with one success. He started Sree Rama Krishna P.G Centre, which also holds same position as the above. Hope i got one-millionth of my dad's determination and hard-work, definitely with his support I can dream and achieve of anything I want.