Side note: New blog

I’ve added a new blog. I’ve certain plans with both the blogs. I hope to see myself more consistent with blogging.

Why Ronin : this is what dictionary has to say about “Ronin”

“In Japan, under the feudal system, a samurai who had renounced his clan or who had been discharged or ostracized and had become a wanderer without a lord; an outcast; an outlaw”

Well…I feel being pretty close to this word.

Disclosing New Worlds

Came across this piece while browsing about Ludicorp , the makers of Flickr, which has just recently been acquired by Yahoo!, perhaps to keep up with Google‘s Picasa. And I really loved it.

“Disclosing New Worlds: Entrepreneurship, Democratic Action and the Cultivation of Solidarity” by Charles Spinosa, Fernando Flores & Hubert Dreyfus (MIT Press 1997):

“Business owners do not normally work for money either. They work for the enjoyment of their competitive skill, in the context of a life where competing skillfully makes sense. The money they earn supports this way of life. The same is true of their businesses. One might think that they view their businesses as nothing more than machines to produce profits, since they do closely monitor their accounts to keep tabs on those profits.

But this way of thinking replaces the point of the machine’s activity with a diagnostic test of how well it is performing. Normally, one senses whether one is performing skillfully. A basketball player does not need to count baskets to know whether the team as a whole is in flow. Saying that the point of business is to produce profit is like saying that the whole point of playing basketball is to make as many baskets as possible. One could make many more baskets by having no opponent.

The game and styles of playing the game are what matter because they produce identities people care about. Likewise, a business develops an identity by providing a product or a service to people. To do that it needs capital, and it needs to make a profit, but no more than it needs to have competent employees or customers or any other thing that enables production to take place. None of this is the goal of the activity.”

The goal is to kick ass. Yes indeed!

Close encounter of a third kind

It was 4 am. I just came back home. feeling hungry, i looked for something to eat. not a thing in the fridge. i thought, lets forget it, this is not my day. just sat..reading newspaper, couldn’t hold it for long…”explored” the kitchen cupboard, damn, nothing readymade in there. came back again…after five more minutes i was in the kitchen again, opening the cupboard again…

Now…my cooking CV includes 5 omelettes(first one of which was burnt beyond brownness), 8 tea, and once 2-minute noodles….all of which are my achievements of past two months. and yeah i can chop onions too, have done that twice or thrice, helping my flat-mates.
i could see flour, which i was sure i couldn’t make a thing of….and then there was rice…ok..decided..i’d cook rice…

Poured in some water and put rice on the gas..came out of kitchen…after 5 minutes i heard some strange noises from kitchen…rushed..all the water had evaporated and i could see the rice grain was only half the size of normal cooked rice.i poured in more water and this time i decided to stand there, chopping onion..past experience was reassuring…but i needed a knife..”the one” was somewhere in pile of dishes in the sink, which i couldn’t dare break in…the other knife was a 12 inches long thing, i always wondered why would somebody use it..i could now see why!

I looked through my window..somebody from the opposite apartment,which is across the road(approx 20ft away), was peaking through the window (not THAT window!, kaushik, the one below that),..i didn’t realize i was making so much noise….anyway..i waved to the person..assuring- nothing wrong here, buddy!

now the rice was almost ready..there was more work to do..i had seen people cooking fried rice…..i poured the rice on pan, but rice stuck on it…oh i forgot to put oil..damn..did the mending…onions, salt..perfect…

i was ready to taste my first ever real cookery accomplishment…i
couldn’t wait for “the moment”..but i decided to make it really royal..so,switched on the TV, now i was ready….and…no anti-climaxes here…. It was the tastiest thing i have ever eaten…forget pizzas, the Taj
food, iitk wala dhaaba…

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new year

the new year…hmmm…whats the difference….01/01/2005…another day as usual. But we people need “excuses” to celebrate, a birthday or an aniversary, diwali or holi, pongal or baisakhi, eid or x-mas,a sunny day or a rainy day, a sunday or a friday. A significent market is driven by and driving these moments of celebration. Everything seems so artificial at times, as if we are forced to be part of this whole thing, just because everyone seems to celebrate and its cinical not to be involved.

why blog

Why!!!!because you can’t avoid it eventually. It becomes the menifestation of the identity, and I have realized that over the period of time. the mother of all blogs- Slashdot makes you beleive in power of blogging. If something could scavenge through the mega-pool of information generated by millions of bloggers everyday, just how “romantic” the world of internet would become.
On second thoughts, just search “blog” on google-129miliion results. That’s the order of the problem and for text search engine like Google it’s impossible to even dream to scour relevent information.
And this was a blog on blog…21200 results on google….arghhhhh and none of it on the first page is relevant enough

Naivadya

I am new to this world of blogs, but was thinking about it for quite sometime. I have to start someday.so why not today. nothing special about the day, so is everyday, isn’t it. life goes on, one day after other, and when we look at the past, dates are forgotten, months too, only years remain, that is probably only because there have been very few so far in my life. I can imagine myself remembering only the phases of life some years from now.
the regular bullshit apart, why am I here. firstly, to make myself present on web, secondly, writing diary daily is too much to expect from me(used to do it sometime back), and is very boring sometime, and thirdly, it is in fashion these days.
So….should be enough for a first post.

[Update- Feb 02, 2006] This was my first blog post on old blogger blog. I’ve imported it here with my all other posts.