Today was a rollercoaster.
some things happened which were an experience in themself.
My heart was already in a turmoil today for reasons ranging from a shit movie and ending to one of the sweetest yet scariest message which i have ever recieved.
Now that was my hearts state, as for my mind it was all full with my plan-of-action for finishing
of all the zillion work i had my ass in....
with all this in my system, i reached my room.
a pleasant scene was finding a movie show running in my room and a pleasant one for the records.
and who had thought that this would spawn a whole big discussion which would eventually end up no where....
but of all the talks a few thing which i gathered are listed below ....
the world is not driven by assumptions.
neither is it driven by passion.
The petrol for life maybe and probably is passion,
but the lubricant is human relations.and the coolant are your near and dear ones
Take this for an example....u may call me a car fanatic, bbut wat the heck...
Buggati veyron has the biggest engine..1010fucking bhp's but this produced so much heat that the engineers had to add 10 radiators to ward off the heat generated...
so u may be fueled by passion but u will always need a support system..
and this is probably what people don't realize these days...
and the final output of all this brain fighting was a
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discussion that has set back my template work by 3hrs!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
An emotional turmoil
weird it may sound, and confusing it is.... but have u ever tried to put in words those feelings which were so obvious otherwise.
take for example calling someone smart.. your statement is generally out of some set of experience.
but if required to cite specific examples you often find yourself at a loss of words.
faced with a similar dilemma i set out on a mental trek to unearth this human limitation..
here are a few pointers...
while reading a block of text humans tend to jump words which they suppose are not particularly additive to the overall comprehension of the block of text.
Also the way in which human memory functions is fascinating. What gets registered is something which you might not have paid much attention too but something which had a fleeting appearence to your sensory system.
So when one meets a person for some time, its not what the person does distinctly that gets embedded in the subconcious..but its the subtleities of the person which gets registered in our brain "database". and that too is not an individual entry but an amalgamation of all entries for the same person..
so the end result is that when you are faced with questions like
"why did u call me demanding ?"
you are virtually speechless. your brain just has an entry saying....as per experience ,this person has been categorized demanding. but the entry dosen't reflect what specific events where finally taken into account to make such a stand :)
thats why its said...your first impression is the last impression.....
unfair isn;t it.....but we can;t help it :)
take for example calling someone smart.. your statement is generally out of some set of experience.
but if required to cite specific examples you often find yourself at a loss of words.
faced with a similar dilemma i set out on a mental trek to unearth this human limitation..
here are a few pointers...
while reading a block of text humans tend to jump words which they suppose are not particularly additive to the overall comprehension of the block of text.
Also the way in which human memory functions is fascinating. What gets registered is something which you might not have paid much attention too but something which had a fleeting appearence to your sensory system.
So when one meets a person for some time, its not what the person does distinctly that gets embedded in the subconcious..but its the subtleities of the person which gets registered in our brain "database". and that too is not an individual entry but an amalgamation of all entries for the same person..
so the end result is that when you are faced with questions like
"why did u call me demanding ?"
you are virtually speechless. your brain just has an entry saying....as per experience ,this person has been categorized demanding. but the entry dosen't reflect what specific events where finally taken into account to make such a stand :)
thats why its said...your first impression is the last impression.....
unfair isn;t it.....but we can;t help it :)
Wat Lies ahead
this one has deep meanings...not in literary sense.believe me its crap
but then someone who knows wat this is talking about would know wat it actually means.
i had heard people write wen they are sad
but i wud do such a thing, i never expected dat.
so hear goes....
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January comes, with it comes hope
New Years eve beackoned by Dope
High i was,or wasn't i?
or was this an everlasting lie.
It came it went, a slippery rope,
I tried to catch the bus of hope,
But fast it was,I culdn't fly
and so the month end came close by.
B'day times, things were bang
cakes were cut,people sang
yet my eyes swept, went round the room
Alas ,my heart was filled with gloom
The ones i loved were not to be seen
a broken heart, a shattered dream.
I collected my self,i had to try
i wudn;'t loose, wudnt be shy
So let the months take their try
jan feb march april
may june july
But then things changed with summer stroke
A shining star, newly christened hope
i had never dreamed i wud survive
BBut here i stood shattered,yet not shy
half the year had just gone by
Not much had happened to laugh or cry
The other half promised much more
Times were apt to hit the floor
My v12 revved, the gas shot high
no regrets, nothing to sigh
my eyes were locked,up above the sky
to reach for the stars, to soar high
& so i left my cares behind
and shunned the memories of the grind
A new zeal filled, a throbbing heart
and i had a feeling it was a gud start
i toiled ahead, gave up my slumber
as a skilled jack gets on his lumber
for months again started changing number
august september october november
And yet again it was testing time
A bad hangover,treated with lime
for december stood,here at bay
and did i have the things to say
For theres one thing i'm so not sure
Mighty's plans,wat time has in store
And there i stand in front the door
The door of glory, or aching sore?
- Wire_Surfer
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Abt the post :
something happend, not so pleasant tough
had me in a jiffy ,i had hit a low.
Thrown away paper & borrowed pen
a long tiring walk to almost like the worlds end
disturbing thoughts about a friend
and a fraape large which felt godsent
made up the recipe to these lines
and yes dear these are mine
they come from my self, very deep inside
brought to the surface coz of vulturing hides
i have held my calm and will still do
and drops shall not fall except in a loo
it feels goood i still have an ounce of humour
for my heart was so tensed as if i had a tumour
but i know its a phase that will pass
or else the lines wud flow
in tomorrows class.
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but then someone who knows wat this is talking about would know wat it actually means.
i had heard people write wen they are sad
but i wud do such a thing, i never expected dat.
so hear goes....
---------------------------------------------------------
January comes, with it comes hope
New Years eve beackoned by Dope
High i was,or wasn't i?
or was this an everlasting lie.
It came it went, a slippery rope,
I tried to catch the bus of hope,
But fast it was,I culdn't fly
and so the month end came close by.
B'day times, things were bang
cakes were cut,people sang
yet my eyes swept, went round the room
Alas ,my heart was filled with gloom
The ones i loved were not to be seen
a broken heart, a shattered dream.
I collected my self,i had to try
i wudn;'t loose, wudnt be shy
So let the months take their try
jan feb march april
may june july
But then things changed with summer stroke
A shining star, newly christened hope
i had never dreamed i wud survive
BBut here i stood shattered,yet not shy
half the year had just gone by
Not much had happened to laugh or cry
The other half promised much more
Times were apt to hit the floor
My v12 revved, the gas shot high
no regrets, nothing to sigh
my eyes were locked,up above the sky
to reach for the stars, to soar high
& so i left my cares behind
and shunned the memories of the grind
A new zeal filled, a throbbing heart
and i had a feeling it was a gud start
i toiled ahead, gave up my slumber
as a skilled jack gets on his lumber
for months again started changing number
august september october november
And yet again it was testing time
A bad hangover,treated with lime
for december stood,here at bay
and did i have the things to say
For theres one thing i'm so not sure
Mighty's plans,wat time has in store
And there i stand in front the door
The door of glory, or aching sore?
- Wire_Surfer
---------------------------------------------------
Abt the post :
something happend, not so pleasant tough
had me in a jiffy ,i had hit a low.
Thrown away paper & borrowed pen
a long tiring walk to almost like the worlds end
disturbing thoughts about a friend
and a fraape large which felt godsent
made up the recipe to these lines
and yes dear these are mine
they come from my self, very deep inside
brought to the surface coz of vulturing hides
i have held my calm and will still do
and drops shall not fall except in a loo
it feels goood i still have an ounce of humour
for my heart was so tensed as if i had a tumour
but i know its a phase that will pass
or else the lines wud flow
in tomorrows class.
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My stint with javascripting
for quiet some time now i had this opnion that javascript would never become the "thing" for web developers looking to make animation and effect oriented webpages ...
guess what, i was utterly wrong....tough it took some sweet time to get into the mainstream, its now as u say ,"arrived finally!"v
with a firm backing of the developer community specially google, its by far the current bigthing
So, tough a bit reluctantly , i finally took the plunge...the start was a bit jittery, nothin "beautiful" came up at first. But then i came across Scriptaculous .
To give u and example , open the Gucci webpage . On first hit i was right clicking here and there just to confirm if it was flash or not!!! and to my jaw dropping surprise there wasn't a hint of flash.
suede i must say.
Then came moo.fx by mad4milk (;) nevamind the xx name ..its really clean and gud piece of script)
the first time i used it...it was for my resume page..back in 2006 (some month...i don't remember)
its super light and smooth...
i'm just mesmerised by the accordion it offers.....
lately moo.fx has metamorphosized into mootools...which has some new,better,and smoother features.It also includes class implementations of AJAX..so that makes life a whole lot simpler...
so watever be the present state of javascript, it sure holds the key to the future....
Link to my resume...done wid moo.fx
This is the html version of the template i posted last time along...tough not done fully...just has a few links( 2 to be precise :D) btw can anyone help me out with irregular shaped buttons in html....and yes this one's only for ppl on the IIT network...outsiders..the link wudn't open :(
guess what, i was utterly wrong....tough it took some sweet time to get into the mainstream, its now as u say ,"arrived finally!"v
with a firm backing of the developer community specially google, its by far the current bigthing
So, tough a bit reluctantly , i finally took the plunge...the start was a bit jittery, nothin "beautiful" came up at first. But then i came across Scriptaculous .
To give u and example , open the Gucci webpage . On first hit i was right clicking here and there just to confirm if it was flash or not!!! and to my jaw dropping surprise there wasn't a hint of flash.
suede i must say.
Then came moo.fx by mad4milk (;) nevamind the xx name ..its really clean and gud piece of script)
the first time i used it...it was for my resume page..back in 2006 (some month...i don't remember)
its super light and smooth...
i'm just mesmerised by the accordion it offers.....
lately moo.fx has metamorphosized into mootools...which has some new,better,and smoother features.It also includes class implementations of AJAX..so that makes life a whole lot simpler...
so watever be the present state of javascript, it sure holds the key to the future....
Link to my resume...done wid moo.fx
This is the html version of the template i posted last time along...tough not done fully...just has a few links( 2 to be precise :D) btw can anyone help me out with irregular shaped buttons in html....and yes this one's only for ppl on the IIT network...outsiders..the link wudn't open :(
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