Monday, December 17, 2007

Whether we aping American in all walks of life?

The recent killing of a student in Gurgaon the IT capital of North India was an eye opener for Indians. There are many faces to the scene. Here are a few of them.

I am not sure whether we are trying to ape American or aping some customs of America which is affecting us adversely. The Virgina Tech Massacre and the Gurgaon incident are having similarity. Both the incidents involve youth in a major crime such as murder, but this is a bitter truth. The Indian kids are becoming mentally imbalanced and this is a serious concern to the society at large. We are called as International standard compliant and to show the same our kids are demonstrating their skills in a totally wrong direction. Academic progress has relegated into the background.

The kids needs attention and as both the parents work and there is no one to take care of them properly the kids gets affected. This is the apparent reason why pschyo killer are in greater number in the US. Parents are an integral part of the children day to day activity and if children are denied attention, it is like mal- nutrition to kids.

A child picks up many traits from the parents without their knowledge. Parents should devote more time to their children and understand their problems. The mental problems with Indian kids have started from past two to three decade. For generations we didn't have problem with Indian kids. The reason is the change of culture. In India women were treated with respect and were never considered as bread earners. Though I am against gender bias but I still think it is better for woman to take care of house hold things rather than opt for a job outside the house. The women should understand the primary and most important job for them is to bring up her children. The success of a woman is measured by achievement of her children not by her earnings.

A working woman can bring happiness to the family but it can also vulcanize the family. Now it is up to us to choose our way.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Is Android really Cool?

My earlier articles have always been on Google, so if you don't like them then probably this will make your taste worst. Yes this article too is on Google. Recently Google came up with its new open source operating system for Mobile. I am fan of open source and have always thought of contributing to it by writing code and fixing bugs. Till now I have not done it and the future looks bleak. I contribute to open source in a different way. My way is to inform people about open source and then asking them to try out the same. I am known as the marketing agent of Firefox in my company.

Android will defiantly change mobile computing world. The mobile vendors can now concentrate on making their hardware compatible with Android, which will cut down their the cost on the operating system. I am postponing my plan to buy mobile till I see Android on mobiles. This in a way is a contribution to open source, also it will reduce the cost price of my mobile.

I could get Android on my system after a bit of difficulty. Yesterday I installed the Android plugin for eclipse. So I am thinking of writing some real time application for Android but thoughts should not remain only thoughts because of scarcity of time.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Who Contributes to Indian Economy?

The Bull Run market answers the question with Y as first letter but I am not with it. What makes me think the other way is that we are just increasing the number of millionaires in India; we are not decreasing the number of people below poverty line. Increasing the number of millionaire may or may not decrease the people living below poverty line, but definitely it will not make the country richer. To make a country economically sound we have to look at people who contribute maximum to population. Do millionaires contribute to population majority in India?

The inflow of foreign exchange over the years was from Indian's who earned peanuts for their sweat. Majority of workforce works in the Gulf as daily wage worker. The daily wage workers are the one who contributes to Indian economy. They remained with our economy during thick and thin times. Investing money for a higher return is a good thing but it doesn't mean that you should not help your own motherland during its thin times. So who contributed to build economy? Millionaire or daily wage workers?

So to improve our economy we should not count the number of Indians in the millionaire list but we should try to improve the per capita income of the common man. Make people live above poverty line. The Indian economy will then increase in the true sense.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

India Knowledge Hub?

India is portrayed as a Knowledge hub but the real myth is some thing different. Indian working in IT giants like TCS, Infosys, Satyam mostly work on maintenance project. Very few of the Indian are really involved in hard core coding. This is evident from the Indian contribution to open source. There are few who really contribute in sense of code to the open source project and these open source contributor are sucked by US. I am not against brain drain but I am against companies who pay hefty pay cheque for brand building to westerner. When they are asked about the same they portray it as diversity. Yes it is diversity but there should not be any diversity on basis of cast and creed. The same work can be done by our open source contributor but they are never paid handsomely for their efforts.

The main reason why we Indians lag behind is we are self centered. We should bring an attitude change in Indians to make contribution to global knowledge center. This attitude change should be brought during childhood. But most of us can't help right so the next step should be at the institute from which they draw the bread. If try imbibe positive attitude in people defiantly there is going to be reverse brain drain. Most Indians love India but they don't love Indian attitude.

Hats off to Manmohan Sigh, Montek Ahilwaliya, P. Chidambaram, these people are qualified but have spent their life in India. These people tried to make India a better place to live for other Indians. There are always some exception to the rule in every feild and I want to see these exception becoming a norm. I want India to be a truly global temple. We need people who dedicate their life more for the underprivileged people, come out with strategy and improve India. We need many Manmohan Singh and Montek Ahilwaliya who can earn billion abroad but still prefer to serve their own country. We don't need people who earn billions with the help of Indian economy but when it comes for the contribution toward politics they abscond. Yes I am pointing to N. R. Naryan Murthy. I admire him as he laid down the foundation of a great company Infosys but I would have admired him more if he would have made contribution like Manmohan Singh.

Monday, December 03, 2007

Criminal: General Public or Auto Driver

Fighting for wrong with Pen is in my blood, this is a hereditary trait. So let me get to the point of fighting. Is fighting really a good job? The answer to it is big NO. But in few of the cases it is necessary. The same was the case with me on 27th November. I had been out and was hiring an auto. Most of the Auto Drivers were not ready to go on such a short distance. Though I could have fought for the same but I didn't. But real pain was when the Auto Drivers asked for 1.5 times the fare or 20 rupee extra on meter.

Yesterday the same thing happened to me. The drivers were really adamant and I also got the same fever as they had. Though my view is to earn money the right way, what we call as "Halal Ki Kamai" in Urdu. I also have thought as far as possible that I should not let other cheat me knowingly (Earn Harm Ki Kamai). Yesterday when the Auto Drivers asked for 1.5 times the fare or 20 rupee extra I refused. I was getting late but my point was no one pays me extra. They will neither tell me" Allahbaksh today you can take 10 rupee extra" nor I can ask that today you give me 1.5 days salary or 10% higher salary than the previous day.

I tried to put my point to several auto drivers and finally one agreed and charged me by meter. I have a point to make here is why people don't fight for their rights. They just give some extra money and make society a worse place not only for them for others too.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Google Gears In Action

Google has revolutionized the cyber space. When Google is spelled the first thing comes to our mind is search though Google has other applications which are best of its kind in the industry. The Google application popular in our life depends upon our role in life. For example for a Web Developer Google Web Toolkit is the best thing.

Any how I am always fascinated by the Googler’s way of thinking. I worked for some time with Google Web Toolkit and now my focus is toward the latest buzz i.e Google Gears.

Though it was released few months back I could put my hand on it recently because it didn’t had authenticated proxy support for installation. I had to wait and I had thought that my wait is over when I had a project burden. So finally it was yesterday that I could install the application.

When I was learning Google Web Toolkit there were no good books available which could give details. Thanks to Manning recent release of GWT in Action which changed the way people use to look at GWT. I personally got fascinated by the fact of modularization. I would strongly recommend that book.

I am now looking forward for a Google Gears in Action. Though I am not sure whether it is right time to write a book but any book on Gear would be best seller. I suppose Manning Publication would wait for some more release of Gear and may be they combine Gears and GWT book.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Clear Type Fonts

On Doug Schaefer blog I read his description of clear type fonts. Never before this, I was aware of Clear type fonts for which Microsoft has patent. Probably it is a good habit to write and read blogs which add to your knowledge this kind of things. Microsoft monopoly on Clear Type font may help them to get user like Doug or other who have spent their entire life in front of their system programming or reading and have bad eyes but it would definitely make them feel bad in long run. Yes I know it is all about the money which matters to any company let it Infosys or Microsoft but I suppose there is something called as moral binding to the community. The moral binding may not help Microsoft or any other company in world to improve their revenues but it would definitely make things better in long run.

I am pretty much impressed with Knuth the author of Theory of Computation whose books are not only hard to understand but hard to put away also. I downloaded his three volumes and was amazed by the fonts. Knuth may come up with something that can beat Microsoft clear type fonts. But he is busy with Volume 4 and 5. LaTex demonstrated Knuth’s dedication and interests in fonts.

Oh sorry I deviated from the fact of Clear Type fonts and it effects on me. Yes Doug blog hit me hard to try out clear type fonts on my system. Yes I downloaded the Clear Type fonts from Microsoft from their website and run the wizard. It worked fine. I didn’t feel much of difference or probably my eyes are good J. The second statement is just to convince that my eyes are good and I am in good health but I know it very well that that is not the case with my eyes. Yes I installed it and recommended the same to my friend Vishal Diwidi (whom people call DVD). To my surprise he too didn’t find it better than the earlier though his lenses are more powerful so his eyes are not as good as mine. Any how I don’t think it matters much here what it matter is he is Junior Research Assistant with M.S from IIIT – Hyderabad and is preparing for his GRE for his PhD at Georgia Tech.

Any how people can also try it out and let me know whether the clear type fonts work with you or they have the same effect as the earlier fonts have.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

The Case of Mistaken Train Identity

It was 9:45 of cold January night when I bid adieu to my family member and left with my brother to Auto Stand. While we were moving to the auto stand my mobile started buzzing. An unknown STD code with followed by number appeared on my handset. As usual I answered the call in polite manner. On line I could recognize my cousin’s voice. She was calling from Sirsi. Her voice was full of emotions. I could make out from her voice that something has gone wrong and she in need of help. She told me that she immediately needs to charge her cell phone. As usual I could not say no to her and asked her to wait till I reach station. My brother dropped me to Auto Stand from where I took an Auto to reach Railway Station. The wind was blowing smoothly and the there were few vehicle running on the road. My grey matter was bit working on getting my cousin’s telephone charged who had just called and asked for help urgently.

The auto driver was a mid age guy who was driving at quite reasonable speed. I looked at my clock which was 7 years old and was serving continuously from that time. The hour hand was at 10. So I guessed by 10:12 I should reach railway station. For few moments I thought about the road which was improved recently by corporation. The auto took sharp turn at BSNL office near Station and I became aware that in a moment or two I will be able to see the station. I asked auto driver to stop the auto near a medical shop. The medical shop was about to close. One of the shutters which were painted with Hutch Logo was gleaming. It was the logo which attracted my attention and I suddenly remembered about my cousin’s mobile recharge. After handing the driver the fair and I entered the shop. The shop keeper attention moved from his calculator to my face. A sudden feeling that someone is staring at me incubated. I moved back and could see a girl in her teen staring at me. She was dressed in white top and blue jeans. She was bit over weight for her age and height. I handed over the shop keeper 100 rupee and asked him to e-recharge. He did the same. I called my cousin and asked her to confirm if her mobile currency has been charged. She responded that she will call me back once she receives sms. After disconnecting the telephone and was about to leave the shop my mobile phone started ringing. My father’s name appeared on the lcd of my mobile. The call lasted for 1.31 minutes in which my father asked to inform home that he will not able to chat today with my Mom. I decided to call my mother and tell her the same but then thought against it as I would do the same when I will reach on platform.

I reached the platform no 2 which where I could notice lots of people, most of them in their mid 20’s. I checked my ticket and located the place where my boogie would arrive. Few of my E&C juniors spoke to me. Immediately it occurred to me that I should inform my mother regarding the call (my father’s). I called home and spoke to my mother. Her tone again brought tears in my eyes but I managed to stop them immediately. The train arrived and but my boogie was still far from the expected place. My legs started moving towards S4. There were other people who were moving and hence my speed was low. While moving toward the target I could see a figure in front of me. The pony tail looked familiar to me. Yes it was, in front of me, my ex classmate Pavitra was walking briskly. My tongue took a twist and my vocal cord move to put sound “Hi Pavitra”. She too greeted me with sweet smile. Pavitra was one of classmate and was Class representative in 2nd year of engineering. We had quite a lot difference of opinion but we both had put it back one year ago when we had met in Mysore. I asked her boogie number and she replied S5.

I entered the train and located the 38 berth. To my dismay someone had kept his luggage on it. My mind was racing toward throwing the luggage down and sleeping on it but heart was against the same. Heart won the game and I kept my luggage just beside the one which was kept and started reading the novel. After 15minutes a person who was looking like illiterate was standing below my berth. I asked him whether the luggage was his, his answer was positive. I asked him to remove the luggage and told him that this seat is mine. On this he told me that he too has a ticket. My mind thought that this person may not have a valid reserved ticket so I asked him to show me his ticket. He showed me ticket which was like a Mumbai suburban ticket or unreserved ticket. I informed him that this is unreserved ticket and this boogie is reserved boogie so take your baggage and move out of here. My word made big impact to him and the other who were there. The other person asked me for my ticket and verified it. He said this person has booked the ticket on 12th while you have booked the ticket on 13th of January. So his is valid one.

I moved outside the train to check my name on the list but there was nothing on it but I could locate the Ticket Checker who was getting in. The moment the ticket checker got in I asked him to vacate my berth which is occupied by someone else. The Ticket Checker gave me weird look and started checking the ticket of berth no 1 onward. This made me angry on the ticket checker and was about blast but my inner consciousness told me not to do so. Finally the ticket checker became aware of my thoughts and asked me to take me to my berth. I showed him the ticket and moved up (on my berth). The ticket checker checked my ticket and asked the person to show his. Then he showed his suburban kind of ticket to him. The ticket checker checked his ticket. I said to Ticket Checker that this is General compartment ticket. On this TC informed me that in Suburban place people issue this kind of ticket. This is one is reserved one but you have computer ticket so yours is valid one. He asked the guy to move from the place to which the guy refused. The ticket checker who had become aware of the fact that the person is well built and many are backing him asked him to leave by the time he checks S4 boogie otherwise he would ask police personal to take course of action. I was happy and gave the person a smirk. About five minutes may have passed when ticket checker came back and asked me to show my ticket once again. Then he pointed out something which took me by surprise. The train which I had boarded was wrong one!!

It took me some time regain my composure and then ask for sorry to the TC and others. They were kind and said “No problems, it happens”. My thoughts came to immediate problem and they shot a question what to do next? One thing was to travel in the same train in General Boogie which was out of question for my physique and upbringing the other was to get down and go back home from the nearest station. The second thing was better as it would make everyone at home except my dad happy. My thoughts were interrupted by the TC who asked me to get down at Haveri station and board my train which will reach Haveri fifteen minute after this train reaches. He also informed me that it would take 45 minutes from now to reach Haveri.

I moved myself and luggage near the exit. I could smell stink from the Bathroom. To divert my attention and to cool down my head I removed my novel from my bag. After reading for a while I was interrupted by police officer who asked whether you boarded the wrong train to which my answer was Big YES (as our VDK sir use to put it). I saw the seat berth number 7 was empty and moved there. I was glancing out to make sure I get down at right time at right station. There was a girl in front of me who was in her sleeping position. She was wearing blue jeans and Blue jacket. Her eyes were on magazine which she was reading. I thought for a moment whether the girl is Pavitra? Then I answered that she is in S5 and this coach is S4 so I she must be someone else. I could see one lady’s hand which had a gold ring in her finger and bangle. The hand was projecting outside the berth. The lady was sleeping on berth number 6th. Suddenly I could see one hand rising upward from berth number 5 toward the hand of lady. Then suddenly the hand from berth number 5th gave a jerk to lady hand. The lady acknowledged and took her hand inside the bed sheet. The berth number 5th was occupied by relative of berth number 6th I suppose daughter.

It was 11:55 when someone came and asked when we will reach next station to which I answered “I don’t know”. The girl who was reading her magazine jerked and faced me. She was Pavi as one of her close friend use to call her. I informed her in brief the whole story and was now sitting on her berth. I asked her about her regarding coach number 5 on this she informed me that her was in Waiting list or RAC ticket and one of her friend’s father who was in Railway has made an arrangement for her. I knew who was the friend? Before I could give acceleration to my vocal cord Pavi told the name. For a moment or two my mind wandered back to my engineering day and then was back. We started speaking about things and laughing to which the girl of berth number 5th took objection. We both moved to the place where I previously standing. I told Pavitra about my luck and she was in good mood to listen. Our conversation was about our living place in Bangalore, our project and previous travel experience. Behind my mind I was thinking about myself as Absent Minded Researcher who could not board the right train. Pavitra was feeling sleepy but was refraining to do so just to make things easy for me. I was well aware of the fact but she denying the same. I informed Pavitra that I am afraid that I may lose my berth in Bangalore Express as the TC would allot my berth to someone else because I didn’t turn up. She responded with a broad smile and asked me to contact TC of this train and take berth here. It was impossible because there were lots of ticket which were running in Waiting list. So my chance was slim. So I decided to get down at Haveri and take usual course which I had planned couple of minutes back. Finally the train halted at railway station and I got down. I bid adieu my companion at a distress moment of time and started moving toward the railway enquiry office. I asked the railway staff regarding Bangalore Express and they said it is expected to arrive in another 15 minutes on platform number 2. My brain which is very good at approximation quickly calculated that it would take me 5 minutes to move platform number 2 from 1 and then 10 minutes I can talk to my brother and inform regarding the developments.

When I moved to platform number 2 I was feeling hungry and sleepy. I spoke to my brother and felt little bit comfortable. In 8 minutes the train arrived and I boarded the boogie number 6. I moved to coach S4 and kept my luggage on berth numer 38. I went to TC and informed the matter. He asked me to be there on my berth. The TC arrived at 1:45 a.m and check my ticket. I went into my dreams and woke up to see the train was in Yesvantpur. Rest of journey was normal.