Psychedelic Slippers

i have professed my boredom in this study vacations time n over, today was the limit. i was so bored of sittin wit the books, tat i actually mustered all the patience to watch a muv online! m not the most ethical person on earth, n for my source of movie- entertainment i rely on pirated copies inspired by the toi critic rating of 4 stars, my obvious search was dostana. i found a relatively nice copy.. n i endured hours of buffering til the end of the muv. its like a peculiar karan johar muv... funny in the beginnin, a bit emotional in the middle, still tryin to maintain the humor, n then senti in the end! the muv starts wit a song.. n i kept rewindin it to admire john again n again! the muv is fun to watch, abhi n john got a good chemistry. priyanka is as usual, bt she jus cant get funny at times, n it looks so obvious tat she is tryin too hard. she is more like a glam doll in the muv. she is either laughing, cryin, or huggin someone! (not that there is anything better tat her characte

the video quality isn great, but i like wat they say!

my brains stopped dreaming, it flies stil though. it cant handle being at one place fr long hours..... wish exams werent this dread tat they are! by the end of prep vacs, i hardly remember y i started studin in the first place. i fill my day wit hour long refreshment breaks! (this is one of them.. no marks fr guessing tat). wonder who started this whole examination thing.. reward n penalty crap system! wud we hav not worked, or studied, or pursued things if there were no marks for what we did? like if i wanna read up something, i dont actually bother if m gettin marks for it, people pursue their interests, things tat they like to do wit joy! (unlike me who is presently tryin to search a convinvcing answer fr ma ever-questioning brain) yeah m here by ma choice n al.. bt stil i don want exams! i d read up abt radars if it interested me.. i don need exams fr it.. n id remember tat stuff much better, if i hadn to bother abt scoring!! guess this studin thing is gettin to ma head! i got a ca

by Pablo Neruda, translated by Jodey Bateman A child's foot doesn't know it's a foot yet And it wants to be a butterfly or an apple But then the rocks and pieces of glass, the streets, the stairways and the roads of hard earth keep teaching the foot that it can't fly, that it can't be a round fruit on a branch. Then the child's foot was defeated, it fell in battle, it was a prisoner, condemned to life in a shoe. Little by little without light it got acquainted with the world in its own way without knowing the other imprisoned foot exploring life like a blind man. Those smooth toe nails of quartz in a bunch, got harder, they changed into an opaque substance, into hard horn and the child's little petals were crushed, lost their balance, took the form of a reptile without eyes, with triangular heads like a worm's. And they had callused over, they were covered with tiny lava fields of death, a hardening unasked for. But this blind thing kept going without

very much expected on this day! since the title says it all, i wudn repeat it here. everyone wants to be a part of everything these days. adults want to compete with kids on celebrating children's day for the kid in themselves. kids wanna celebrate valentine's day, when i wonder how many know what a valentine is... it wud come as no surprise if ppl started celebrating fathers day (or mothers day ) prematurely saying someday they wud be parents!!! was watching mtv WASSUp (some youngistan crap tats better than saas bahu dramas) over ma tea break, n tats wat urged me to write. they were celebrating children's day, asking young adults memories of their childhood as a veejay roamed about with a lollystick in his hand on the streets. i was wondering at the street kids who must have been tempted for a lick of that lolly as he roamed about. "HAPPY CHILDREN's " day world.. (mind the quotes) its what the day has become today. many of us mus hav spent bucks on wishing ea

this is what i learned from zurada (one of our neural refernce books): nothing happens in he universe that does not have a sense of either a certain maximum or a minimum. ---- fundamental concept of models of neural systems a cat that once sat on a hot stove will never sit on a hot stove again or on a cold one either--- cat == Single layer perceptron classifier a certain lady claims tat after tasting a cup of tea with milk, she can say which was poured in the cup first... milk or tea. this lady states that even if she sometimes makes mistakes, she is more often right than wrong... lady== multilayer feedforward network (i havent yet figured how!!!) who errs and mends to God himself commends -- why feedback is essential!! the clock upbraids me with a waste of time -- associative memories new opinions are always suspected and usually opposed, without any other reason, but because they are not already common --- the funda behind matching and self-organisation nihul simul inventum est

i spend more tym dreaming during the exams than probably ne other tym in the year! n m sure m nt the only one who does that. like one's brain is programmed to search fr routes to escape away from the subjects. one such random excursion brings me here at this hour jus surfin thru some old snaps tat were lyin on ma ipod. a collection of a few best tyms i have had that hav been captured. ther hav been so many others that can only be stored in pensieves. flashes tat i will some day look bac upon. wonder how many of them will get corrupted tomorrow though... faces disfigured, a scratch here a line ther... blurs.. i prefer looking back at life tat way.as if it were a photo album. lose the words, the sounds, jus the person, n the oh so expressive faces. (words are deceptive.. faces rarely so) whatever be the story behind each person, when it comes to a snap, we alwes try to come up wit the best expressions. happy faces!!! thanks to Nicéphore Niépce (the dude who invented photography) i

prep vacations began a week ago, but for me they start today. i began ma day with ma usual prep vac routine of clearing the mess on ma table! then sorting out all the notes. i realised some notes were missing, i had misplaced them after the internals, or thrown them in places from wher id probably recover them at the end of engg. i have already lost ma syllabus copy, n thats jus an excuse for me to keep the pc on (soft copy of syll) this whole process of organisin myself, n a few phone calls in an attempt to locate notes, n sources of notes consumed over half of ma mornin (round about the time i wud take to read 1/4th of a module) i picked up the microwave book, for the sole reason, that its the tiniest book we have. i barely read through 3 pages of it, when i realised i needed to fix the viruses on ma pc, (jus another reason to surf the net). ma net routine begins with chekin ma gmail, followed ba orkut, then the etc community n blog updates (so u kinda get the picture of how long i h