<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557</id><updated>2009-11-13T23:26:37.684+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Arbitrary Scribbles</title><subtitle type='html'>Diary entries to travel, college-life to creativity. Any arbit stuff that comes to mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-3123890110712766508</id><published>2009-08-09T22:46:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:15:43.438+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ping !</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I decided to break my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Bloggers block'&lt;/span&gt; again.. Loong time no see, everyone :).. There's been lotsa stuff keeping me away from blogger, but one of the main culprits is - u guessed it.. right here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sn8IoZLB_cI/AAAAAAAAA84/j-qvFMhqPIA/s1600-h/Gtalk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sn8IoZLB_cI/AAAAAAAAA84/j-qvFMhqPIA/s320/Gtalk.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368018770893864386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Here's how Gtalk changed my life in the past one year.. You'll know you've fallen prey to the Gtalk-olism, like me, when :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1. U get up in the morning after yesterday's late night chat, and the first thing that comes into your mind is "Oh, I gotta sign in !..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever heard of the phenomena of 'phantom rings' ? Those mobile vibrations u imagine in ur pocket, even though its not ringing.. yea, that was once upon a time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now its 'Phantom Pings'.. U imagine you heard that ever-inviting gtalk 'ping' sound even though its never there.. Yea, I even hear it in between songs and normal conversations :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Your latest hobby is collecting cool Gtalk Status messages.. and building a collection of profile pics to put up too :) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You g-chat for hours with people whom you never even spoke to in school or college.. and they keep saying "Its a wonder I never knew you well back then..".. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5. You come to know about incidents in your hometown/country/other places even before your own folks back in India hear of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you're 'invisible', it means 'busy' to ppl.. when you're 'busy', it means 'available', and when you're 'available', all you hear is a bunch of 'ping' sounds every 2 seconds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7. While multi-chatting, You are used to multiple emotions at once - you cry in one chat window, press tab and laugh in the next chat window, press tab and get serious in the next one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. In real life, you tend to say 'Lol' and 'Rofl' and forget to really laugh sometimes :).. (To be frank, I use np, ty, k and all the other crap too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9. When you enter lab, you prefer to ping your labmates 'GM' instead of going around saying Goodmorning yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You tend to make short forms for every single usage u use more than 2 times a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;11. You update ur status messages on a minute-by-minute basis.. using 'brb', '@Lab', '@Room', 'out for tea', 'out for lunch', 'sleeping'.. etc.. (yea my gchat buddies wud know :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ppl prefer to chat to you on gchat than in real life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;13. When ppl ping u on gtalk and dont find you, they worry that something has happened to you ! :)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. like i saw on a status msg sometime ago, PHD seems to have given me a P(ermanent) H(ead) D(amage) by now  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-3123890110712766508?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3123890110712766508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=3123890110712766508' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3123890110712766508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3123890110712766508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/ping.html' title='Ping !'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sn8IoZLB_cI/AAAAAAAAA84/j-qvFMhqPIA/s72-c/Gtalk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-8662919476708606174</id><published>2009-06-06T11:43:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:05:36.994+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Getting 'High' in S(w)ingapore..</title><content type='html'>Lately, weekend timepasses have become addiction for us.. Part of life.. No, probably the only things in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Few weeks ago we went to Clarke Quay, probably the entertainment hub of Singapore. There was an adventure sport : an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Extreme Swing'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; that everyone was waiting to get 'high' on&lt;/span&gt;. 5 of us were taken in a seat-cage taken to extreme heights, and then released downwards.. Yea no more description - the video is here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49aa92f4d5fc2d8b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYckpEJgh11wg5EzQ1vJ1zJMxaJ78GJdMu5fBn3CAhgN-VnT18reOLVIJKXWgs8Un3ddu-IvmQSLAV3V1LQd_zYB1eQ9QNjFfmo5o3tFOYsSpR8yGZD-13nowl5ryv2ilgLHHmCT1O8WK3r04z4KIhAeeBG3NxOKchIugXaIDmnb8t-oO9OL8YEoaEk5WilMw_xbNXylVJ0N5xUngsEkv7Ol%26sigh%3DdU24ur0X44AztNhfyVpYDCIVv9c%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49aa92f4d5fc2d8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DdfGbMUsJtEI69nlJnDPcQK6RDws&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYckpEJgh11wg5EzQ1vJ1zJMxaJ78GJdMu5fBn3CAhgN-VnT18reOLVIJKXWgs8Un3ddu-IvmQSLAV3V1LQd_zYB1eQ9QNjFfmo5o3tFOYsSpR8yGZD-13nowl5ryv2ilgLHHmCT1O8WK3r04z4KIhAeeBG3NxOKchIugXaIDmnb8t-oO9OL8YEoaEk5WilMw_xbNXylVJ0N5xUngsEkv7Ol%26sigh%3DdU24ur0X44AztNhfyVpYDCIVv9c%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49aa92f4d5fc2d8b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DdfGbMUsJtEI69nlJnDPcQK6RDws&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly was the 'pilot' of the swing.. meaning I was the guy seated in the swing, who would pull a lever that releases the swing downwards. Yea, like the 'lives' of 5 lay in my own hands (chuckle and grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. You can hear the countdown initially while we're up there.. &lt;b&gt;15..14...13.&lt;/b&gt;. till &lt;b&gt;3, 2, 1..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 4 losers with me looked at me, expecting me to release at 0.. (I esp remember Naren's face :P ).. and then I say &lt;b&gt;"Now, its MY suspense.."&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while they're thinking about it.. in the split second, yours truly releases the lever :).. (You can see the gap between 'Zero' and swing release in the video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we went on exploring other venues to get high again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-8662919476708606174?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=49aa92f4d5fc2d8b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9da757409e2d3d36&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8662919476708606174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=8662919476708606174' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8662919476708606174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8662919476708606174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-high-in-swingapore.html' title='Getting &apos;High&apos; in S(w)ingapore..'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-1335148362089372603</id><published>2009-06-01T13:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:38:54.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Stereotypes ?</title><content type='html'>Was ROFL after reading RC Balajee's (aka Red carrot Jalebee's) &lt;a href="http://www.redcarrotjalabee.com/2009/05/blog-names.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; on Blog titles. It was then that it reminded me of another discussion I'd with Venky about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogger stereotypes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.tuvinh.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/free-and-open-source-softwares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 114px;" src="http://blog.tuvinh.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/free-and-open-source-softwares.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- This may be too much generalization, but it struck me how quite a number of Bloggers are into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Free and Open Source Software&lt;/span&gt;. Dont think I need examples : about half my blogroll is testimony to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Attempted e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;xplanation&lt;/span&gt; :Maybe FOSS enthusiasts are generally ones who spend quite some time on the internet, and hence invariably end up on the blogosphere too (! ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.fizber.com/images/photographer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 141px;" src="http://static.fizber.com/images/photographer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Then there's the connection between people who blog, and are also into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Freelance photography &lt;/span&gt;at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Attempted explanation&lt;/span&gt; : No surprises. The freelancers are bound to post up their photos simply because they find no better way to publicise it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.somethingtoputhere.com/therunaround/images/runaround_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 156px;" src="http://www.somethingtoputhere.com/therunaround/images/runaround_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- This one must be the weirdest. There are a number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bloggers out there who Run&lt;/span&gt;. Yea, run - marathons, half marathons, awareness runs, social runs, jogging, the type. (Run for fun? :) ) You can find quite a number of bloggers posting that they're going for so and so run next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the love of blogger, I cannot even attempt a reason for this correlation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I'm still gearing up for 4-80 run next week.. but I assure you.. the decision for this run had nothing to do with observation 3 :).. it's just going to be an experiment as part of my, er, Underwater Acoustics research :P .. ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-1335148362089372603?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1335148362089372603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=1335148362089372603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/1335148362089372603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/1335148362089372603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-stereotypes.html' title='Blogger Stereotypes ?'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-849277954485488762</id><published>2009-05-29T08:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:10:25.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Run for the Fun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sh9YuKWOXbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X72V-KOOYRk/s1600-h/run460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sh9YuKWOXbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X72V-KOOYRk/s320/run460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341085233159495090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One fine day, a bunch of guys and girls here at NTU became health conscious and started jogging, gymming and swimming (and eating ;-) ) on a regular basis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fine day was about a month ago..  Now, we're going to put it to the test :) .. A mini-run race.. 8 km and 27 stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Some people run to make a difference.. spread a message.. make a stand.. or simply for health reasons. We're a bunch of 8-10 amateur runners.. So, our aim is more about surviving the distance than winning the 300 bucks :) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 4 - 80 challenge :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.ntu.edu.sg/ENewsreader/Announcement/4-80+Challenge.htm?wbc_purpose=Basic"&gt;http://www2.ntu.edu.sg/ENewsreader/Announcement/4-80+Challenge.htm?wbc_purpose=Basic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly has been attempting the treadmill for some days now with no hopes of reaching the 8 km mark anytime soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-849277954485488762?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/849277954485488762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=849277954485488762' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/849277954485488762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/849277954485488762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/run-for-fun.html' title='A Run for the Fun..'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sh9YuKWOXbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X72V-KOOYRk/s72-c/run460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-9107130924393465390</id><published>2009-05-23T00:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:29:46.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The time-less VS The jobless</title><content type='html'>The other day I got into a usual bout of work-cursing and cribbing over chat with a friend. I then realized he was out of a job, and in quite the opposite situation as me. So, well, we had a 'discussion', (probably a competition :-) ) to prove who was worse off. But after I was done with the chat, I was convinced that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in these economically desperate times, it is much better to be in my situation than his.. ie.. -  more work to do is probably better than no work to do :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comparison of the lives of the time-less guy VS the jobless guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Timeless guy :&lt;/span&gt; Wakes up in the morning, thinking "Oh, I wish I could sleep more.. but no.. this cursed work reckons me.. When do I get to sleep as much as I want, ever ?.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jobless guy :&lt;/span&gt; Gets up.. realizes he has no reason to wake up.. nothing to do.. but feels wasted going back to sleep.. so what to do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Timeless guy :&lt;/span&gt; Has not enough time to complete work, socialise, take care of health, etc. 24 hours just isnt enough in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jobless guy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;24 hours is too much time in a day ! Wish I had something to do in these 24 hours... Wish life could go faster than this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timeless guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Always thinking about changing career track.. looking for new job.. change of field.. grass is always greener on the other (company's) side :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jobless guy :&lt;/span&gt; Worried about never even having a career at all.. Believe me.. some grass(job) is better than no grass(job) at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I seriously pity the jobless. They end up losing self-confidence. Then hope. Worries about future life are constantly hitting them. And since they have too much time, worrying takes up a major part of life for them sometimes. Atleast the timeless ones dont have much time to even worry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, by some cruel twist of fate, you find yourself among the jobless, please find something productive to do.. (sorry, I really cant think of anything else to say). And if you're timeless, well, be happy you have a job atleast :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS : Ppl, I have NOT been snoozzzing away on blogger :).. looks like it was a bit of 'bloggers block' that hit me.. hopefully im back on a posting spree now :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-9107130924393465390?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9107130924393465390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=9107130924393465390' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/9107130924393465390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/9107130924393465390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-less-vs-jobless.html' title='The time-less VS The jobless'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-7187640954888889879</id><published>2009-05-03T00:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:06:34.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SnooZZZ..</title><content type='html'>Ookay, here I am, back to the b'sphere after a nice long period of exams and deadlines. Back to the 'high life' for me. Not much of work pressure now, and waking up is getting so hard because I have been infected by the 'Snooze-flu' (Its more of a mind game than a disease :)). So often here's how a typical day starts for me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8:50 am : Alarm 1 rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Whats that irritating sound? Oh, alarm 1 ofcourse. Purposely selected as the most annoying piece of 'music' among the available list of cacophonies in my cellphone...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Quickly switching off alarm 1) ..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The limits of self-torture on myself I have to endure to wake up myself sometimeszzzz.."..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9.20 am : Alarm 2 starts blaring away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Heey.. its barely 5 minutes since I stopped that last one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Take a look at watch)&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ok maybe more than 5 mins, but too little anyway..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Eyes barely open, hands working dextrously to disable A3)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, my roomie Ravi is sleeping too, I think I should wait to see if the next alarm ringszzzz..."..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9.30 am : Alarm 3 shouts into my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Ooh Gaawd.. Cant a man sleep in peace.. 5 more minutes.. Just 5 more minutes.. I think I'll sleep for 5 more minutesszzzz"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;(1.5 hours later)&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;11.00 am : Ravi shouting the time into my ears (along with a most unparliamentary choice of words that never fails to wake me up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"What the $%@ is that !@#$ shouting?.. 11 ? What 11 ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(One eye opens to steal a gaze at the clock)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;OH MY !@#s.. When did a 5 minutes nap turn into 1.5 hours ! Meeting deadline missed, I am soo screwed.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there starts off my day :)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-7187640954888889879?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7187640954888889879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=7187640954888889879' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/7187640954888889879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/7187640954888889879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/snoozzz.html' title='SnooZZZ..'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-8822265769529914828</id><published>2009-04-06T21:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:15:06.428+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The green post :)</title><content type='html'>This is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'green'&lt;/span&gt; post that has been in Draft for long. Finally with Earth hour the environmentalist in me decided to publish it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 28th of March the worldwide event called Earth hour was 'conducted' at 8.30 over several cities all over the world. An alien viewing the earth from a distance would (hopefully) observe a dark belt of 'lightlessness' moving across the globe from Japan to US. Many countries, notable India and China, lended support to the movement in terms of publicity and awareness. In India Aamir apparently campaigned for the movement in a big way. Infosys and some other firms had an earth hour at their offices. In Gods own country even, Trivandrum and Kochi apparently had a lot of EH support (though everyday in Kerala is practically an Earth hour day anyway :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EH is just a symbol. A gesture. And a warning. Wake up, humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes.. you.. who ridicule the guy out there who switches off lights because he's worried about the human race and you're not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; You, who dont give second thoughts about turning off your computer simply because its too inconvenient for you to reboot the comp the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; You, who wont speak out against unnecessary usage of plastic or paper because it seems unfashionable to be environmentalist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; You, who think the world is too big to run out of oil anytime soon, so why worry about the energy crisis or renewable energy?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theyre all among us. I may be one of them. You may be. Well, its time to change , to speak out and tell others too. Lack of awareness is often what leads people to being complacent when in comes to taking a bold step in saving the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sometimes found myself ridiculed when I take a green step. 'What change could it make if you did this?' is what people may ask. So much that often I hide the raging environmentalist inside me who is actually longing to shout out loud "Losers.. dont you see.. its not just me who should be doing this.. its everyone of you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the cliched part of my blog. Here are a few simple steps that we all can take. We've heard of some, not heard of some, yet we dont follow any of them. Maybe considering them a second time wont do any harm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1 Monitor at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the power settings in your computers to automatically switch off your screens if you're not using them for, say, 15 minutes or so. Make it hibernate or sleep if its not being used for a longer time. Monitors consume so much power that saving the power on monitors itself could bring down your bills by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 Cycles is better than a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use public transport when possible. Dont be the lone guy taking the car out, treating yourself and yourself alone to gallons of petrol every year. If possible, switch to cycling or walking for smaller distances. Not only healthier for you, but for the environment too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3 R's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golden words. Reuse, reduce and recycle. Minimize your ecological footprint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4 my shopping, use my bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry your own plastic bags or jute bags when you go for shopping somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5 star appliances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heating and cooling appliances take up a lot of power that can be saved by a few simple steps. Make sure it has more energy stars so that it is energy efficient. Use sun-drying if its possible, try to insulate your heater to save on heat, and try to use your ACs only as much as needed and avoid overcooling or overheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6 CFLs make a sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever continuous usage is needed, replace an incandescent bulb with a CFL. A CFL may not be as durable as the normal bulb, especially if you turn it on and off more than 4 times a day. But the power saved is enormous, and the light quality is not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7 (sorry, cant think of any ideas :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start shifting to renewable energy slowly. In cities, Solar energy maybe our only option, and currently, may just be catching up in terms of price with the other power options. But this is the only way we can encourage renewable energy to come up, and the only way the economics of renewable energy can improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please excuse the really really really corny catch-lines. Results of a brain gone crazy in the night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least, be aware of environmental issues around you. Happenings and events. Try to help out at plant-a-tree sessions or the like. Or even if you dont, atleast dont discourage one from doing it :). What is needed for us to make a change is fear. A state of fear of our own extinction (ironically, the controversial &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State_of_Fear"&gt;Michael Crichton book&lt;/a&gt; deals with another view on the environmentalist issue :).. its truly worth a read)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-8822265769529914828?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8822265769529914828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=8822265769529914828' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8822265769529914828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8822265769529914828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/green-post.html' title='The green post :)'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-5530349127936655652</id><published>2009-03-29T20:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:19:39.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ragam through blogs..</title><content type='html'>Ragam '09, my (ex)college cultural festival, ended yesterday with a bang. 3 big pro-shows, more events, and .. well.. sorry, I dont know any more stats :). Truly having lived upto the motto : "Every Ragam is the best until the next one"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So the NITC blogosphere is springing to life with Ragam blogs everywhere.. the whole place is flooded with them.. heres a link to the ones I've read so far.. Should give anyone a better idea than a post by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ragam09.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ragam09.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; : The official Ragam blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angadsarena.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam-09-snapshots.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://angadsarena.blogspot.&lt;wbr&gt;com/&lt;/a&gt; : A good photo walkthrough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vinithavasanth.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam09-final-day.html"&gt;http://vinithavasanth.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nitlife.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam-09-best-ragam-ever.html"&gt;http://nitlife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harshaddesai.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam-09.html"&gt;http://harshaddesai.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-in-nitc.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam-take-2.html"&gt;http://life-in-nitc.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooah.. what just happened to the NITC blogging community, eh !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-5530349127936655652?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5530349127936655652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=5530349127936655652' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5530349127936655652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5530349127936655652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/ragam-through-blogs.html' title='Ragam through blogs..'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-4527997210623337772</id><published>2009-03-28T13:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:54:24.570+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Earth hour !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ecologicliving.ca/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.ecologicliving.ca/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.earthhour.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.earthhour.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at 8.30 pm, you can vote Earth by switching off your lights, fans, ACs, Computers and whatever is possible, for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, this gesture may not save us so much energy enough to save the world from impending doom, no. EH is more of a symbolic event than an attempt to save energy for an hour. You can save energy practically all throughout your life. By simply taking care of those small things that you often forget in your haste - turning off monitors.. putting your comps on hibernate.. switching off lights and fans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth hour is more about the awareness. The faster we humans realize that we need to take bold steps before we become extinct altogether, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So dont forget to turn off your lights at 8.30 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-4527997210623337772?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.earthhour.com/' title='Earth hour !'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4527997210623337772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=4527997210623337772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/4527997210623337772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/4527997210623337772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth hour !'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-5266102909568512430</id><published>2009-03-26T18:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:16:07.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Friday syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sct3DcO6PTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/g38ZUzvMe8g/s1600-h/image-upload-20-753029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sct3DcO6PTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/g38ZUzvMe8g/s320/image-upload-20-753029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In between catching my own zzz's at the back benches of another sleepy Probability class, I also manage to pursue my favorite classtime hobby : Sleeper-spotting.. On mobile blogger now.. Here are 4 of them caught fresh on cam :-)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-5266102909568512430?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5266102909568512430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=5266102909568512430' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5266102909568512430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5266102909568512430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/pre-friday-syndrome.html' title='Pre-Friday syndrome'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/Sct3DcO6PTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/g38ZUzvMe8g/s72-c/image-upload-20-753029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-6040348568578251460</id><published>2009-03-19T00:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:19:04.262+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And now, Open Knowledge !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/ScFB_ddR77I/AAAAAAAAA4A/GX5-lS5m9DQ/s1600-h/laptopbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/ScFB_ddR77I/AAAAAAAAA4A/GX5-lS5m9DQ/s320/laptopbook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314601593768898482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any one out there depressed you couldnt get an education at a reputed IIT or IISc ? Or for that matter, foreign world class universities like the Massachussets Institute of Technology (MIT) or Stanford? Wait no more ! The concept of Open courseware coming up now is ensuring that the word 'Open' can be applied not only to software or hardware, but even academic knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few links for Open Courseware from some of the topmost universities in the world ! Apart from normal Engineering topics, even as diverse topics as languages, pure physics, modern physics (relativity, quantum mechanics), astronomy, geography, politics and humanities have been covered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Massachusetts Institute of Technology : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ocw.mit.edu/OcwWeb/web/home/home/index.htm"&gt;http://ocw.mit.edu/OcwWeb/web/home/home/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For specifically the Audio-Video courses, you should follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ocw.mit.edu/OcwWeb/web/courses/av/index.htm"&gt;http://ocw.mit.edu/OcwWeb/web/courses/av/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The MIT ones are particularly good because of the video lectures available.. some of them are really great courses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stanford University : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_play_list?user=stanforduniversity"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile_play_list?user=stanforduniversity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://see.stanford.edu/see/courses.aspx"&gt;http://see.stanford.edu/see/courses.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;University of California Berkely : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcast.berkeley.edu/courses.php"&gt;http://webcast.berkeley.edu/courses.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yale University : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://oyc.yale.edu/"&gt;http://oyc.yale.edu/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, some of the best courses I've seen are from our very own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indian Institutes of Technology and Indian Institute of Science Bangalore : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_play_list?user=nptelhrd"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile_play_list?user=nptelhrd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the IIT courses are Video lectures and worth a watch if you're looking out for some course to learn more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ofcourse, those of you who have escaped from the academic field and are enjoying life in your respective jobs now.. I think you'd better be looking at some sites like &lt;a href="http://www.watch-movies.net/"&gt;http://www.watch-movies.net/&lt;/a&gt; :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-6040348568578251460?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6040348568578251460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=6040348568578251460' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/6040348568578251460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/6040348568578251460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-now-open-knowledge.html' title='And now, Open Knowledge !'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/ScFB_ddR77I/AAAAAAAAA4A/GX5-lS5m9DQ/s72-c/laptopbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-5486776612746614922</id><published>2009-03-08T03:19:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:45:35.017+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Greatest secret in the history of the world...</title><content type='html'>... has been revealed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nitc.ac.in/nitc/Convocation_09/Final_Convo_Ad_6th_Feb_09_WEB_only1.pdf"&gt;http://www.nitc.ac.in/nitc/Convocation_09/Final_Convo_Ad_6th_Feb_09_WEB_only1.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITC announces its convocation.. that too on a working day ! Voila !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that they used &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;'Final Ad'&lt;/span&gt; for convo.. seems like theyre pretty sure of themselves this time.. what a joke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats more, its right after our Cultural festival Ragam, which means half the crowd will probably still be 'high' (ahem.. Chathamangalam is at a high altitude u know) when we reach there to grab our degrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy Brittz for most of the observations)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-5486776612746614922?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5486776612746614922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=5486776612746614922' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5486776612746614922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5486776612746614922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/greatest-secret-in-history-of-world.html' title='Greatest secret in the history of the world...'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-3392952314481532814</id><published>2009-03-05T21:35:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:21:58.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lingo or redefined  language ?</title><content type='html'>We're entering that stage now, where we can truly be called 'Net'izens. We live on the Net. A daily dose of Google, Wikipedia, Youtube, and most importantly, Chat. 8 months ago, I used to chat like once every 2 weeks or so. Now I need a daily dose of G-chat, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;much to the point where I heard a joke the other day and said out 'LOL' instead of laughing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you must be thinking, ROFL, right ? Or am I the only crazy one here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A standard chat text might be like something below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me : hi man.. ssup.. u in lab nw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Friend : s.. ssup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.(a long chat ensues)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me : k thn man, gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Friend : k.. cya l8r :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me : K, bye, gn, tc, sd :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Friend : gn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I found just THREE normal English words in there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really wonder.. is this lingo? Or a whole new language by itself? We could name it&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Internet English, or 'Intlish'&lt;/span&gt;. If the Net is a place where we live, then this bunch of 3 lettered words are surely a language. A language that is now permeating everywhere. A language that I live on so much that my thought process tends to follow Intlish now. And dont u ppl rofl out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And not to speak of smileys. They are a whole new different story. &lt;/span&gt;I cant resist putting a smiley after every single sentence now, be it a :-), :-P or :-/.. that i get so tired of it. I even use it in blogposts nowadays ! :).  No wonder all Chat messengers keep introducing new smileys, environments, themes, and what not.. New ideas towards the makings of a true customizable cyber chat world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not really happy or sad for it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Chat has allowed me to socialize beyond my wildest dreams&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I wont say close friends shouldnt chat, but they definitely shouldnt replace face- to- face conversations with chats. Chats bring a sort of 'Internet distance' that can never replace the closeness of a face to face conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So lets not forget the good old and more human way of 'speaking' to communicate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways.. Signing off.. cya ppl l8r.. bfn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-3392952314481532814?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3392952314481532814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=3392952314481532814' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3392952314481532814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3392952314481532814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/lingo-or-redefined-language.html' title='Lingo or redefined  language ?'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-8108122330777213318</id><published>2009-03-02T16:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:20:41.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Going  Mobile !</title><content type='html'>My first post on my Mobile! Im totally jobless in a boring desolate class of adaptive signal processing.. Moody Monday strikes again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-8108122330777213318?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8108122330777213318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=8108122330777213318' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8108122330777213318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8108122330777213318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-mobile.html' title='Going  Mobile !'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-7968163300996142272</id><published>2009-02-25T22:08:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:16:35.138+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Getting a tan at Bintan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV3wBOKUwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/RKLM2MXSfLg/s1600-h/dscn4432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV3wBOKUwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/RKLM2MXSfLg/s320/dscn4432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306779402771256066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bintan Island a small island in the Indian Ocean, one of many that make up Indonesia. Cheap, exotic, lots of water and located outside Singapore. More than enough reason for 8 of us jobless souls to choose Bintan Island for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to set out in the morning (yes, we do see mornings sometimes :) )  of Saturday. It was a rush from NTU to catch the Ferry to Bintan from Tanah Merah terminal. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The ferry ride in itself was beautiful and worth it. We had our own space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV4xsvZiVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NVWKQ6FZV84/s1600-h/dscn4684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV4xsvZiVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/NVWKQ6FZV84/s320/dscn4684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306780531144886610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; on the open upper deck with the sea around us and wind in our faces, the smell of salty water combining with cigarette smoke from those around us.&lt;/span&gt; The 2 hours flew by in talk and smoke, and before we knew it, we were in Tanjung Pinang terminal in Bintan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Immigration' was not more than a girl in a cubicle stamping our passports without giving a second look. We got out quickly, where our transportation took us to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWEMTFudSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oZEU_JevTls/s1600-h/dscn4520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWEMTFudSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oZEU_JevTls/s320/dscn4520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306793082743584034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nostalgia Yasin Bungalow&lt;/span&gt;, our base and place of stay for the rest of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nostalgia was a simply beautiful place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;laced right by the beach side, and right next to its sister resort Agro Bintan resort, Nostalgia gives one the full freedom to enjoy cheap accomodation rates and access to wonderful water sport activities from Agro at the same time.&lt;/span&gt; The bungalows were spacious too, and had a beautiful view to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a heavy lunch (buurp) we immediately jumped into the water sports. A boat from Agro Bintan took us to a nearby island, where we went into the surrounding sea with our snorkels and lifejackets. The surrounding sea was comparitively shallow, and had a lot of coral reefs which were a beautiful sight to behold as we went snorkelling deeper into the sea, apart from occasionally spotting rare types of fishes and sea plants. The island itself was nothing much to explore except its jungles (which we dint dare delve further into). After r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV7_MHhYxI/AAAAAAAAA20/us-iih6BCkE/s1600-h/islandtour.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV7_MHhYxI/AAAAAAAAA20/us-iih6BCkE/s320/islandtour.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306784061440746258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ounds of beach volleyball and taking pics, after the sun had tanned us several shades darker, we decided to head back to Nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we decided to explore the city of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Tanjung Pinang&lt;/span&gt;. Unfortunately, it was'nt much of an exploration. After going through &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ramayana Mall&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Bintan Mall&lt;/span&gt;, we just drove along the busy streets. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The streets, shops and general city structure reminded me greatly of India, especially Kerala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;'high' dinner at Agro Bintan&lt;/span&gt;. Lost count of the orders(well who can count when you're flying sky high). &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That bill also went equally sky high, by the way&lt;/span&gt;. Walked (staggered) back to our resort and had a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV-gMoeGXI/AAAAAAAAA28/tConY5LfDFw/s1600-h/dscn4595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV-gMoeGXI/AAAAAAAAA28/tConY5LfDFw/s320/dscn4595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306786827537881458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice lie-down by the beach, before we retreated back to our 'bungalows'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was also full of water sports. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;'Flying fish'&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;'Banana boat'&lt;/span&gt; kept us roaring on the top of our lungs while we were pulled through water at super high speeds. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kayaking was also an adventure, especially when a few kayaks capsized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and we had to push the kayaks all the way back&lt;/span&gt; and then it got tiring :). Few more rounds of beach volley. Then it was back to resort to freshen up before lunch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The lunch was truly a phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWBPSZ_PbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/f-jgm5Ej1zg/s1600-h/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWBPSZ_PbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/f-jgm5Ej1zg/s320/food.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306789835564858802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Indonesian seafood cuisine, not only does it taste good, they do know how to make it look that way. Coconut water was literally flowing over the place by the time we were done. I even found a satisfying vegetarian item called Cap-Cay(on left)&lt;/span&gt; which towards the end I realized was not exactly vegetarian :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at the souvenir shop was a marathon. Settling the bill was even worse. Ultimately we forced ourselves out of the shop with stuff worth a few million Indonesian Rupiah (the Rupiah is highly inflated, so u end up talking in millions most of the time). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWDFcFElCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/6_GZVpMuBpE/s1600-h/dscn4735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaWDFcFElCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/6_GZVpMuBpE/s320/dscn4735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306791865386046498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally it was time to bye bye. We settled the bills (which has still not settled into us yet) and went back to catch the ferry to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2 days later, we settled the accounts. It took 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hours, 20 phone calls, 3 excel sheets, 4 accountants and a lot of 'approximations' to do. After all, we're all Engineers. By the time we looked at the total amount though, a Doctor is who we needed. Well, so much for a 'cheap' holiday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-7968163300996142272?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7968163300996142272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=7968163300996142272' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/7968163300996142272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/7968163300996142272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-to-bintan.html' title='Getting a tan at Bintan...'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SaV3wBOKUwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/RKLM2MXSfLg/s72-c/dscn4432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-2547039607942140116</id><published>2009-02-16T23:38:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:26:37.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Naan Kada-fool ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.123musiq.com/Tamil-Images/NaanKadavul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://www.123musiq.com/Tamil-Images/NaanKadavul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so I made one more mistake that was worth it. I watched it - the Bala film that everyone was apparently talking about. As expected, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;'Naan Kadavul'&lt;/span&gt;, the latest 'hot movie on the stands', was not upto my expectations (was that self-contradictory?). Plot? What plot? It was'nt exactly the kind of movie that leaves you with the satisfaction of having finished a book, or seeing an action movie in which the hero kills them all in the end and saves the heroine (pun intended, for those who have watched the movie)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that said and done.. So what? If you're looking for change, I say go watch it ! Just make sure you dont come out shouting 'Kadavuleeeee' at the end of it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;'Disturbing'&lt;/span&gt; is how Naren described it first to me. And that.. what I felt throughout the movie.. was the biggest enjoyment. The scenes with the beggars - the suffering of the poorest level of society - was truly path breaking, and what one should expect of a director who dares to explore. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;The new faces in the cast - the disabled, deformed, impoverished and I should say, scary new faces - they have really done it.&lt;/span&gt; Whether it came from the bottom of their heart because its what they live out or not, the beggars in the movie truly bring the emotions on. And let's not go back to the 'Slumdog millionaire' debate of denigrating India's status or anything now. Cos those guys deserve the kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chennai365.com/wp-content/uploads/movies/Naan_Kadavul/Naan-kadavul-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SZptmxYXrFI/AAAAAAAAA1g/hS8ecRGG8nQ/s1600-h/naankadavul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303672024040189010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SZptmxYXrFI/AAAAAAAAA1g/hS8ecRGG8nQ/s400/naankadavul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then what is 'Naan Kadavul' really about? Aghori Hindus? I dont really think so. The lead character comes out more as a madman to me than representative of a sect. (You should check out the loincloth scenes, they might actually leave u laughing in the most serious part of the movie). A confrontation with the 'Religion' question ? Not really.. As everyone else before him has done, Mr. Director is going around the question, rather. Safer option for him. Showing the plight of the poor? Sorry, this wasnt exactly a documentary. No wonder Arya himself had to stand on top of his head, figuring out what his role was all about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;So NK is just about the scenes. A set of awesome scenes that unfortunately do not make up a whole.&lt;/span&gt; Beggar girl Puja's amazing performance. Arya's ganja puffs and occasional Blah-blahs in Hinskritamil (combo of all the languages as and when he chooses to) that are delivered as if to imply a deeper philosphical meaning attached to them. Ilayaraja's beautiful music, both foreground and background, that give a, shall we say, doomsday feel to the movie. And as I mentioned before, the well depicted plight of the underpriveleged, if you're not sick enough of seeing it already. And somehow all these are mixed up somehow in an unrealistic way to bring together a plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;So after all that review, if you ask me "whats the point of watching the movie", I'll reply with a PJ. No point. A point is an intersection of 2 lines. NK is just a bunch of parallel lines that are never supposed to meet. But if u enjoy seeing the lines go to infinity, well watch on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Kadavuleee.. Kaapaathungo..:D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-2547039607942140116?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2547039607942140116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=2547039607942140116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/2547039607942140116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/2547039607942140116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/yaare-kadavul.html' title='Naan Kada-fool ?'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SZptmxYXrFI/AAAAAAAAA1g/hS8ecRGG8nQ/s72-c/naankadavul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-5544405487399485402</id><published>2009-02-08T00:31:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:55:27.952+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brief History of Assignment-writing</title><content type='html'>After &lt;a href="http://www.harishanker.net/"&gt;Hari Shankers&lt;/a&gt; release of the Bootstrap Video (worth a watch), I couldnt help but revive some of the old college memories again. An NITC version of how the Art of assignment writing has evolved through the ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Year :  1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Scenario : Any assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows that the students are at their most dumbest studious best in the first year at college. Thats when the teachers scares of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"No copying..."&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Plagiarisation will be severely punished"&lt;/span&gt; are at their most effective. The select brilliant few, who realise that assignments are just another useless routine in Engineering, wait for the remaining to toil it out and make their original copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original copies are about 40-50 % of the total submitted. The remaining 50% even is well-modified by the poor copying soul who imagines what his life will be if a professor sits and compares his assignment to that of the class topper. Sometimes, grammatical mistakes are purposely introduced to make the paper look like a genuine copy (excuse the pun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Year : 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Scenario : ECT assignment 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The whole class is dumbfounded on how to attack the assignment. Original copies are so far zero. The only hope is the God of S3 EEE, Sheddy (expanded as S.Kumar Reddy), who is rumoured to be the only one who understood Electric Circuit Theory after Einstein and Newton. The submission date is 24 hours away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown sources rumour that the God has come up with an original creation. Photostats are flying around B hostel, with a familiar neat and clear handwriting that could only belong to Him who hath understood all (in ECT). Soon a tree structure of copying is developed - the original, situated around the B-220 area, spreads its copies through multiple individuals, whose assignment copies (literally, copies) are then taken to rooms B-218, 312, 304, and and so on. Some of the copy centres are located in the common room, where 6 people at once can copy an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Next day &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; No one missed the submission. 67 guys submitted the exact same copy of Sheddy's assignments in their own handwritings, without understanding a shit in ECT. Abru, truly desperate, submitted a Xerox copy of the original Sheddy assignment and added his own name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Result &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; The professor sure as hell found out. He knew where the original was, that sly fox. A mention was made in class, but the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;true revenge was taken in the Sessionals exam, when most of the questions came from the assignment mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;65 guys failed the sessionals, with the class average 4 out of 20 (thats 20%).&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The only one (apart from Sheddy ofcourse) who managed to rummage a double digit figure was Naren (11 on 20). &lt;/span&gt;Myself hit rock bottom with life's worst performance ever : 2 on 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Year : 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Scenario : Control systems assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protocol of assignment copying has been established. The mechanism is now almost polished. Originals for the CS assignment come from 3 sources : E-hostel (where God resides), LH (where the second topper Donna resides), and one from anywhere in C tops or D bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My (and Donnas) job as Class Reps, meanwhile, is to extend the deadline by any means possible. Not so easy. Techniques ranging from Oscar award winning acting performances to short story telling has to be employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Next day :&lt;/span&gt; First 2 hours in S5 EEE class are exceptionally silent. All the students seem to be studiously taking down notes. Only a closer observation by a prof would reveal that the 'notes' were being taken down on sheets of A4 paper, and had the curious words 'Assignment' written on them . Luckily, the deadline is extended by a few hours (whew) to 5 pm. By 4 pm, the whole class is busy writing away whatever sheets they may find. Needless to say, there are a lot of submission entries at 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one missed the deadline, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Year : 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Scenario : Instrumentation Systems (IS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; IS (no pun) was truly the most useless subject in EEE. The IS assignment deadline is on Friday, but not a soul is aware of it, including the (ahem) supposedly-well-informed Class Rep, yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;9 am :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;News arrives from prof that the deadline is Friday(today) noon 3 pm. Number of original copies in EEE: One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology is immediately put to use. The branch scanner, located in F-318 (Burghu's room), is used to scan Donna's original assignment onto F-Lan. Thereby, the procedure is simple. Download from Burghu's comp (which also stores other, ahem, interesting stuff). Copy onto A4 sheet. Meanwhile, my job is to inform the branch that an original has been scanned onto the LAN, and all students in S8-EEE are to immediately copy the assignment before 2.50 pm and submit to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2.55 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; There are 67 copies of the same assignment lying in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3 pm :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I rush. Assignment deadline is met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one missed the deadline. No one ever does. And yea, anyone mention the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Plagiarism&lt;/span&gt; ? Where would we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Engineers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be without it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(PS : The 'GOD' of original sources, S. Kumar Reddy, went on to top the All-India GATE examination later that year. After helping 67 electrical engineers pass out of NITC, he is currently churning out assignment originals in IISc Bangalore. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-5544405487399485402?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5544405487399485402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=5544405487399485402' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5544405487399485402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5544405487399485402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/brief-history-of-assignment-writing.html' title='Brief History of Assignment-writing'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-2789755399490146589</id><published>2009-02-05T22:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:49:01.349+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This Link had come some time ago on Wikipedia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)" href="http://wikimediafoundation.org/wiki/Donate/Letter/en?utm_source=2008_jimmy_letter&amp;amp;utm_medium=sitenotice&amp;amp;utm_campaign=fundraiser2008#appeal"&gt;An appeal from Wikipedia founder, Jimmy Wales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now thats some not so good news eh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-2789755399490146589?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2789755399490146589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=2789755399490146589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/2789755399490146589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/2789755399490146589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-link-had-come-some-time-ago-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-760871714046818158</id><published>2009-01-27T23:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:40:25.304+05:30</updated><title type='text'>(Mis)adventures at Thenmala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzYZJ-iMLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/crTJf6C4iKk/s1600-h/dsc00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzYZJ-iMLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/crTJf6C4iKk/s320/dsc00075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290841588940026034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a misadventure of a trip that came to pass in the middle of my short break in God's Own Country. [Coudl'nt resist putting up a photo walkthrough with my own pics either :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So 5 of us cousins set out to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.thenmalaecotourism.com/"&gt;Thenmala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;, an eco - adventure tourist destination somewhere in Kollam. We were inspired by the beautiful pics on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.thenmalaecotourism.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; and an article in the Yaathra magazine that fired us up with enthusiasm about adventure laden treks and activities. Little did we know that Kerala tourism is sometimes a bigger letdown than even the worst Mallu movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzZ4-PnZpI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GWQyBh2O0eM/s1600-h/dsc00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzZ4-PnZpI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GWQyBh2O0eM/s200/dsc00076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290843235057886866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The information counter was pretty informative, allright, except he failed to mention that the only 'adventure' in this place would be trying to find anything adventurous at all. So, grabbing a few tickets and thanking God we were not 'international tourists', we set out for the 'adventure' zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzaOVv9G-I/AAAAAAAAAws/q52lEAqz8w0/s1600-h/dsc00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzaOVv9G-I/AAAAAAAAAws/q52lEAqz8w0/s320/dsc00084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290843602144795618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'walkway' was a beautiful sight, in fact it was a pic similar to the one on the right that started off the Thenmala plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the 'rock-climbing', unfortunately, we received our first shock.A small 10 metre rock stood in front of us, with a signboard saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzbDDoB27I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Qqo6w0c7kjw/s1600-h/dsc00087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzbDDoB27I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Qqo6w0c7kjw/s200/dsc00087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290844507812780978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Feeling adventurous? Try this.. You are safe in professional hands.. " .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaa right ! It was safe allright. 10 metres. If its safe, then wheres the adventure, dude ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enthusiasm unbeaten, we proceeded through the 'natural trail' (a small kachcha road through the woods) to a small lake, which was supposed to be the centre of the remaining 'adventure'. The lake was beautiful allright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzeRvaiQUI/AAAAAAAAAw8/pbl7pJuDLnY/s1600-h/dsc00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzeRvaiQUI/AAAAAAAAAw8/pbl7pJuDLnY/s200/dsc00091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290848058620395842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of the let-downs came quickly in succession. The 'ropeway' was nothing but a small piece of rope around 20 metres long for people to hang on and cross. The 'spider net' was a rope net that we used to play on as kids, or find in theme parks. 'Flying fox' and 'freedom fall' were worse than they sounded even, you dont even want to guess what they really were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the adventure zone letdown, though, the 'leisure zone' turned out to be better. It was a beautiful area. The view of the dam and the river was breathtaking.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzlHRLrU_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/90skdIoAscs/s1600-h/dsc00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzlHRLrU_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/90skdIoAscs/s320/dsc00117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290855575287714802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a trail through the small forest area, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzn1P_RL5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/cNphjaeF4Es/s1600-h/dsc00153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzn1P_RL5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/cNphjaeF4Es/s200/dsc00153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290858564264472466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with all sorts of 'modern sculpture' in between. The 'modern art' was so abstract (read as 'corny'), they had to give us a pamphlet explaining what each one meant. Some were as foolish as a man holding a ball, and a long crappy explanation to follow it. The type of bullshit we write in our History exams. Probably some engineer after 4 years of bullshitting in his exams, decided to find a job in tour-packaging instead of coding in C++. The pic on the right though, was one of my favorite ones. Its called Meditation - it signifies that man should 'keep aside' his 5 senses to attain salvation (and u can see how the 5 'senses' are 'kept aside' in the sculpture, literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sculpture photos follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzpOeCKOyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/X4eneUP8ajc/s1600-h/dsc00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzpOeCKOyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/X4eneUP8ajc/s320/dsc00133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290860097043053346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SX9KWZcm-wI/AAAAAAAAA1A/oBuAvnaYhDE/s1600-h/girlwithmoontemp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SX9KWZcm-wI/AAAAAAAAA1A/oBuAvnaYhDE/s200/girlwithmoontemp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296033435459451650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one means &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Why try to attain pleasures you cannot reach (the moon on top) while you have simple pleasures of life within your own hands (the moons reflection in the girls hand)"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story was scenery. The walk along the dam and river, the garden and the 'boardwalk' (we prefer to call it&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; bored-walk&lt;/span&gt;) are better seen through the pics than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzsS9OsorI/AAAAAAAAAx8/vq5qoYwjh1M/s1600-h/dsc00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzsS9OsorI/AAAAAAAAAx8/vq5qoYwjh1M/s200/dsc00162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290863472671498930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzs_TU-CtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2cesVl2EXIg/s1600-h/dsc00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzs_TU-CtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2cesVl2EXIg/s200/dsc00165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290864234517629650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, wondering whether to kill the Yaathra magazine writer, bomb the Thenmala ecotourism society, or sue Kerala tourism authority for what they'd done, we were on our way home faster than we hoped to be. And that signpost. Theres one that will still leave me in splits of laughter and anger together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzuKFKdmdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/EKDIuqo45Rg/s1600-h/dsc00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzuKFKdmdI/AAAAAAAAAyU/EKDIuqo45Rg/s200/dsc00110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290865519205652946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-760871714046818158?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/760871714046818158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=760871714046818158' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/760871714046818158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/760871714046818158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/01/misadventures-at-thenmala_27.html' title='(Mis)adventures at Thenmala'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SWzYZJ-iMLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/crTJf6C4iKk/s72-c/dsc00075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-6503967015157890671</id><published>2009-01-18T22:31:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:53:36.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy blogday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SXOBMroWtnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8Paccf73sRQ/s1600-h/cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SXOBMroWtnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8Paccf73sRQ/s320/cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292716041960863346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id=":3q"&gt;Looong time no blog.. so this one is out of pure desperation to blog.. in the last 2 weeks I've been over thousands of kilometres, home, college, relatives, friends, and back to Nanyang tech. In 2 weeks I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":3q"&gt;been through so many different worlds that sometimes this world seems completely out of place to be. And now, finally, somehow it seems dramatic that the first time I get to blog in this year should be on my birthday too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice celebration, thanks to a great bunch of loving friends here. My mind really went back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":3q"&gt;to my &lt;a href="http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/21st-birthday-of-lifetime-beach-ball.html"&gt;21st bday 2 years ago&lt;/a&gt;. 2 years ago, I started this blog. That was Calicut. And now here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SXOBXu06YAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/eV1EBwnwiwc/s1600-h/somebdaypics.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SXOBXu06YAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/eV1EBwnwiwc/s200/somebdaypics.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292716231797399554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":3q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations... make u feel happy for living. I wonder how would it be if everyday was a birthday for me. If everyday I could wake up feeling happy for having lived and still going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":3q"&gt;After all the usual birthday dose of kicks, cakes and calls, I came back to my room and comp, to good old G-chat, and I saw this on my friends status message :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;   "You are dying slowly... If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain. If you do not go after a dream. If you do not allow yourself, atleast once in your lifetime, to run away from sensible advise..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So I've decided. Time to fix some priorities. Take decisions about things I really wanted to do. Photography, music, travelling, exploring.. the list may be impossible and endless. But theyre MY dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time for me to go after my dreams. And let the 'sensible' advise go to the trash can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-6503967015157890671?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6503967015157890671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=6503967015157890671' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/6503967015157890671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/6503967015157890671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-blogday-to-me.html' title='Happy blogday to me!'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SXOBMroWtnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8Paccf73sRQ/s72-c/cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-8225452711508147370</id><published>2008-12-27T01:49:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T03:31:21.305+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Year-end scribbles</title><content type='html'>As I start my last post for the year, inching closer to my (short) return home for a &lt;a href="http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/11/gone-vocation.html"&gt;convocation that looks as uncertain&lt;/a&gt; as it was 2 months ago, several contrasting thoughts come to mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. The @$#% going on in NITC over the convo goes beyond blog posts now!&lt;/span&gt; Wild rumours about the 'expected' dates and even 'official' information of it being held in the 'second week of Jan' dont look so official now. So as the number of days for the stipulated date nears single digits, all I can say is : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Screw the Convo !".. After all, I wanted to meet friends, and do that I will. However and whenever it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends chose to describe the situation as :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Maybe the college authorities want to give us a surprise"&lt;/span&gt;. Talk about seeing a positive side to everything. And anyway they already have surprised us by doing whatever they have done so far. Which is, nothing. I think an anonymous prank mail blasting our authorities should be in order any moment now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Thoughts of spending the New Year  moment flying are looking attractive day by day. &lt;/span&gt;No, I dont mean 'high' and 'flying' on something else :), I meant flying, as in, on Tiger Airways flight TR638 on New years eve. Wonder if we'll 'have a blast' in the plane.. I should hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Despite point no. 1, the thought of wanting to give a boost to our Alumni association is now something for us to think of in a strong way.&lt;/span&gt; Proper alumni support is something my college always lacked. Another 'success story' on the part of the authorities, I can say, but instead of pointing fingers at them, I think its time we took matters and responsibilities into our own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take any other college in India, IITs, IIMs, anything else, and you see alumni support visible in their events, their decisions, even on their college campus. Alumni support makes a statement. That we passouts are proud of our college, and want to contribute to that which made us what we are. At NITC , but, we remember and feel the need for seniors and alumni only when searching for contacts.&lt;/span&gt; Say, like when for marketing for Ragam or &lt;a href="http://tathva.org/index.php"&gt;Tathva&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Its time to change our 'live, enjoy, passout and forget' attitude towards college now&lt;/span&gt;. Through 4 years we took pride in our college and tried our best to contribute to it in some way. And at the end we cannot forget it as another chapter of our life. The potential of alumni is something that can change a lot of things that are lacking in a college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short chat with some of my friends and I were realised that we were concurring on the possibilities already. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alumni are everywhere - in jobs all over India (or the world).. in higher technical education doing their masters or PhDs somewhere.. in IIM's battling it out to get an MBA.. they are the best contacts we can get any day. They can help you get contacts to obtain an internship or training in some company of your choice. Tell you about the possibilities. Get you sponsorship for some events if possible (thats one thing that goes into everyones head every year around Ragam time :) ). The ones doing higher studies can tell you how to go about it. Recommend on where to go. What formalities they went through, What openings and opporunities are there. The highly placed ones can occasionally give talks when visiting the alma mater.  And yes, if we're rich and happy enough, we alumni might even think of contributing something in terms of money :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I cant think of ideas right now, but atleast a list of contacts of your seniors would be a good place to start for an alumni movement. A decent website wouldnt matter too. Everyone would know where to look to get in touch. Instead of having to go through orkut each time to find someone. Later on, planning annual get-togethers wouldnt be a bad idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this, ofcourse, requires a bit of cooperation from the currently running batch, the passed out ones, and the authorities too. Not at all easy. But this will be what we will be hoping to pull off anyway, hopefully at the convocation itself where we can get hold of everyone. I hope the '08 batch pulls this one off too, like many other things we have pulled off :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hoping for a year of wonders.. signing out.. and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt; to all of you out there !..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-8225452711508147370?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8225452711508147370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=8225452711508147370' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8225452711508147370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/8225452711508147370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-end-thoughts.html' title='Year-end scribbles'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-5954006124571874110</id><published>2008-12-14T03:26:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:38:10.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Star light, star bright..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.yogajournal.com/night%20sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 289px;" src="http://blogs.yogajournal.com/night%20sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An experience you would've had at some point in your life :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its night, late night... You're walking alone, tensed, worried about next weeks assignment, or perhaps next month's report. Having no clue on what to do, you look up at the sky. Its night, theres not much sound or light within much distance, and you look up and see something like the one on the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you just realize :&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Man, the Universe is much bigger than I thought. So.. why worry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, maybe not the exact one, but all of us have felt this wave of relief on looking at the sky at some point.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Star-gazing.. or just sky-watching.. as Carl Sagan put it.. is a truly humbling experience.&lt;/span&gt; Not just fun as a hobby, to spot a Saturn here or an Orion constellation there, or to make up shapes in the stars imagining them to be something out of our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very relieving one too. How many nights I have looked at that clear black expanse, peppered with infinitely many tiny pinpoints of stars, and felt.. The Universe is so daarn big man ! There are billions of galaxies out there, uncountably many worlds unexplored, forms and phenomenons yet undiscovered !  And we are just a small part of it ! So why worry about some small mistake we did yesterday.. or some deadline thats about to come tomorrow. Its just a small nothingness in the scheme of things of the universe we see out there. Why worry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall frequent star-gazing sessions I had with a cousin. The topic would start from astronomy, go over a wide range of topics, and generally always fade into some vague topic about fate or the future or of that sort. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;We attach so much importance to what happens around us, worry in the smallest of things instead of delighting in them. While all I am, is a single organism among zillions, on a small pale blue dot called Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.icis.com/blogs/icis-chemicals-confidential/bluedot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.icis.com/blogs/icis-chemicals-confidential/bluedot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Next time something insignificant seems to nag you, remember these words from a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pale_Blue_Dot"&gt;famous address&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; by Carl Sagan, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mQjblUDjsU"&gt;'The pale blue dot'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; that inspires this feeling.&lt;/span&gt; The address is in reference to the photo on the right, a pic of Earth taken by Voyager 1 from a large distance. See where we stand. Earth. A pale blue dot near the centre.  (The 'pale blue dot' also carries an environmental message that I simply loved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;" Consider again that dot (Earth). That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, ... every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, .... every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-5954006124571874110?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5954006124571874110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=5954006124571874110' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5954006124571874110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/5954006124571874110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/star-light-star-bright.html' title='Star light, star bright..'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-3523280081279145629</id><published>2008-12-07T23:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:22:26.468+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Canvas in the heavens</title><content type='html'>Walked out of my lab one day and saw this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/STLkhh4th-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/mTm-EUvLa6Q/s1600-h/Twilight+at+NTU.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 347px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/STLkhh4th-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/mTm-EUvLa6Q/s400/Twilight+at+NTU.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274529378287323106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-3523280081279145629?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3523280081279145629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=3523280081279145629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3523280081279145629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3523280081279145629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/canvas-in-heavens.html' title='Canvas in the heavens'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/STLkhh4th-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/mTm-EUvLa6Q/s72-c/Twilight+at+NTU.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-3619353668082009548</id><published>2008-12-03T11:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:20:58.975+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To all losers (esp the ones without girlfriends) - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html"&gt;http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think there must be many of you out there who can relate to this one :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-3619353668082009548?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3619353668082009548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=3619353668082009548' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3619353668082009548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/3619353668082009548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-all-losers-esp-ones-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824150206496289557.post-1704215300420538426</id><published>2008-11-22T23:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:36:05.577+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'Gone'-vocation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Since the great passing out of the NITC 2004-2008 batch in the mid of May 2008, there has been just one thing that 400 odd NITCians all over the world have been looking forward to. And its called a bloody Convocation !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I admit, I'm frustrated, and college sick. No, not sick of college, as in, you know, home-sick doesnt mean sick of home, so, you understand what I mean. I cant wait to meet friends. Old teachers. The old places and hangouts. The classrooms even, yes, I loved them. And the officially recognised last date for doing this is the NITC 2004-2008 batch convocation date. Unfortunately, such a date doesnt exist. Not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every NITcian at any place, wherever he meets up, I think this question is bound to arise. A typical NITcians conversation.h header file :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NITCian 1 :&lt;/span&gt; Hi.. how are you.. long time no see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NITcian 2 :&lt;/span&gt; Hey.. how are you..&lt;br /&gt;Heard anything about the convocation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NITCian 1 :&lt;/span&gt; Nope.. last I heard, it was supposed to be held in December 2nd week.. but there was a chance it could happen in 3rd week also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NITcian 2 :&lt;/span&gt; Haha thats old info.. latest I heard, it been shifted to last week.. and if there is no time it might be in Jan too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SSBwnMXNkpI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Acd-60N2Hhc/s1600-h/spiesNITC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269335382659273362" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 309px; cursor: pointer; height: 280px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SSBwnMXNkpI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Acd-60N2Hhc/s400/spiesNITC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So far, The convocations 'tentative' date has been shifted and delayed s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;oo long now that its giving new definitions to the word 'tentative'. The 'latest' info keeps on changing every few hours. Me and co-NITcian Naren are in the process of finding new sources of info&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rmation about the ever-so-secretive convocation date, as if it was High Sensitivity Military intelligence.&lt;/span&gt; Nope, not even CIA would have a chance at this one for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Last I heard (and you should be laughing at that phrase by now), it has been fixed for Jan 10th. Plus or minus a few months I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It seems that even after one year of missing NITC life and yearning to see it, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;NITC beauracracy is bent on not allowing us to go for a moment without bitching about our system. It sucks ! having to wait so long to know.. Its just a degree certificate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;distribution after all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; and most of the fun is in the meeting up.. So why make such a fuss about the event ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless we poor souls will, until then, keep betting on the date, calling up everyone from the Director to the Profs down to the students to catch on any rumours about the reportedly 'prestigious' event called a convocation.. Until then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : 'Latest' Highly confidential reports state that the 'latest' "tentative" date of the convocation is an evenly spread probability among all the saturdays in January, which includes 3rd, 10th, 17th and 24th. Wonder why they wont include Feb too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824150206496289557-1704215300420538426?l=college-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1704215300420538426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824150206496289557&amp;postID=1704215300420538426' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/1704215300420538426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824150206496289557/posts/default/1704215300420538426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://college-memories.blogspot.com/2008/11/gone-vocation.html' title='&apos;Gone&apos;-vocation?'/><author><name>Hari Vishnu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106761419089398380</uri><email>harivishnu@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17405819472882846681'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-EiCDQqqac/SSBwnMXNkpI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Acd-60N2Hhc/s72-c/spiesNITC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry></feed>