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Of Myths and Urban legends

today, right in the middle of some engaging conversation with some friends of mine, i was reminded of sum so called fact that i had read numerous times, n which had been etched into my brain so perfectly, that all disregard to logic of the fact was brushed aside, and it was blindly accepted in my mind as one of the axioms of life, just like a + b = b + a is undisputed, its just accepted as a universal truth.
Bio as a subject has always fascinated me. Not that seed n agriculture crap, just what i call pure unadulterated bio, like pertaining to human body organs. The way they are intricately designed, how delicately they depend on each other for overall functionality, etc. But the most intriguing part of all is the brain, something that the best 'brains' have failed to comprehend fully.
well what links the above two paras is something im sure most of you have heard about. Well comin bac to that, in the middle of a conversation, i blurt out as a matter-of-factly that humans use only 10 % of their brain. Well, someone is reminded of Kyle XY or smthin, ( a series in which a person uses 100% of his brain n is thus a supergenius) and a potent topic for discussion is born. Well from here on, we discuss the possibilities, like phsycic abilities, or rather the persons havin them must use a bit extra of their brain. We go on to hypothesize that telepathy, telekinesis must use the stronger electromagnetic waves emnating from the brain due to the extra usage, and that somehow it must be possible to measure the strength of the signals with much more ease, etc etc. And as is typical of such topics, the discussion goes on for quite some time, with each member of the group coming up with even more fantastic possibilities.
I should interrupt here by mentioning that the group consisted of 2 IITians, 1 Bitsian ( excluding me ) , 1 NITian , and 1 CMIian ( CMI = chennai mathematical institute, for those who dont know, its one of the most prestigious institutes in india for pure mathematics ). So obviously the topic shifted to how it can be measured, how it could be used, if such a thing could be developed further etc etc.
In the end it made for quite a nice evening, with all that intellectual talk, leaving each of us a bit starry eyed, with limitless possibilities in front of us. With great fervor, i come home, switch on the PC, and google for more info.
i am greeted by the first site :

Urban Legends Reference Pages: Ten Percent of our Brains

shocked, i go on to read a long article about how most ppl believe the 10% myth, how the gullible ones believe phsycic abilities to be somehow linked to this myth, and how many self declared phsycics claim to use more that 10% of their brain to produce astounding results.
Well, i must say, whatever i expected, it wasnt this. Once i regain my composure, i think about it, and become stumped at my alertness, or rather the lack of it. In my enthusiasm to believe that anything is possible, i failed to see that brain isint that simple to be described as a percntage. In my haste to try n think beyond my level for once, i left all common sense behind. Not just me, all the so called elite members of that group.
Thats what Engineering does to you, i tell ya.

wake - ation

Since the past few days, im not ol on gtalk. Thats sumthin quite astonishing cos im always ol on gtalk. Well thats all thanx to my awsum vacation ( ??????????????????????) if i can call it one.
lets begin by my definition of a vacation.
1.) Sleep till u like w/o botherin abt anythin
2.) Dont follow any systematic routine, become random gaussian variables ( :P ) ( gaussian is optional :P , if u wanna mingle with nature, its applicable, everythin can be approximated as gaussian in nature , and who car3s abt accuracy anyways ? :P \m/ )
3.) Dont get tired. Tiring is banned. You are supposed to relax so much that ull want to get tired in the end.
4.) Walking is punishable by extra sleep
5.) Be ol on Gtalk for a minimum of 12 hrs everyday, irrespective of wherever u r or whatever ur doin.
6.) See ur sister studying for board exams whilst u have fun. optional : become so jobless u capture a secret video of her trying to study, then show it to her and laugh :P
7.) Sleep more.

Well, i think u get the idea. However, the fates have conspired against me such that none, i repeat, in bold, none of my goals have been met. Brilliant goal programming, no wonder i got C in opti :P
well anyways, yes, i find that none of the conditions of my ideal vacation are met. And how is that?
wel for starters, i wake up daily at abt 8 ( i know ull be doin :o ) due to those stoopid drivin lessons that i left midway last summer. apparently this is the only yime the instructor is free , and my dad says it 'builds character' to wake up early n go drive.
well, thats actually the only thing thats left me fuming, cos the reason for the rest of the ideal-vacation-clauses not being fulfilled, is actually quite a pleasant one :)
i finally get to see BARC. yea, iv stayed here for abt 11 years now, and iv been inside the facility just once before as part of our school study trip. And now i have this all shiny ID card ( temporary nevertheless ) that certifies me to get into the highly secure premises of the reactors n all .... i can roam abt now ( unlike the school trip where we were like line followers :P ) and thats exactly what iv been doin last two days at least. THe formalities, thanx to contacts ;) were completed with unbelievable speed, and today all i did was roam abt. I have one word for it : Awesome.
Its almost like an abroad campus, big sprawling lawns where u can just laze off. But theres also abt a kilometer of labs full of amazing stuff, where they actually make awesome stuff , something that i can only dream abt.
Then theres the library. Sheer size will intimidate you. Though i couldnt enter it today, tomorrow promises to be a nice experience.
Then theres the sheer size of the facility. There are so many places its easy to get lost. At the same time, there are so many ppl goin arnd that it almost feels like the campus we never had :P
Theres a catch though. No mobiles or Cds or Pendrives or camers or any electronic equipment of any sort, so no pics or anythin is possible ( kinda ob actually )
also the distance u have to walk to go from one place to another is too much. As long as ur in the labs and u dont have to go to labs at opposite ends of the building ( which is abt a kilometer in length btw) , its ok. But if ur a noob like me, and u know nothing that will be of any use in places like labs , and all u do whole day is sight see, then u have to pretty much wlk almost all day. Thank Dr. Homi Bhabha for planting those awsum trees 50 years ago that today give their all encompasing shade :)
Anyways, iv hardly done anything useful, but mebbe will (have to) try to do smthin ( theres the Dad factor , dont forget that ) in the future. Anyways its a really nice experience, albeit at the cost of my ideal vacation requisites.
well thats that, i guess, i cant wait to get to that huge library of theirs tomoro :D now iv gotta sleep, cos i gotta get up at 8 tomoro, and theres this minimum sleep that any human being requires. Bon nuit :-h

Countless nothingZzz

Im Baaac, both home n to blogging :)
The sem's gone by like the wind, n amazingly fast though it has been, uneventful it has not.
firstly, i got a chance to see our mother campus, twas a great experience, albeit at the cost of t2.
secondly, the semester was my WoW sem :D , tauren Druids rock !
One striking feature of this sem was that it seemed so full. Hardly any breathing space, i felt as if i was givin exams all the time. Bless my corridor though, i always felt at peace when i saw the gamers inc. continuing with their daily routines ( sleeping, gaming, n sometimes eating ) mindless of the external influences.
well, the happy days are here again, thats what matters, im home, with this blissful single-click-page-open broadband connection, the delicious aroma of lunch waiting for me to devour it like a mad starving animal, and of course, the arsenal-chelsea match later tonite :).
My incomplete driving lessons will resume , at the end of which ill get my license at long last . Its really been a long time coming.
actually i dont have any particular topic to write here on this lazy sunday afternoon, and obviously im too convieniently lazy to think of one. so i shall just continue to ramble along until i get bored of typin :)
I tried to watch TV earlier today. Tried . That itself is a thing to be shocked about. because i dont try to watch TV. I just watch it. As long as somethings moving on the screen. But the way it has changed, i dunno how anyone can watch anything anymore on TV. Especially Cartoon network, they'v commited a henious crime by changing it to its current state. I remember dreamily as i used to sit hours in frontof the TV watchin my fav cartoons in the afternoon after cmin home from school : Pinky and the Brain, The Mask, Dexter's Lab, Centurions, Johnny quest, X-men evolution, Justice league, ninja robots, The mummy, and what not! Gems, i tell u. But CN has changed beyond recognition. Add to that the mutilated voice transmission of Discovery , that too in hindi , and its enough to make me switch off the TV and sit in front of the comp. So all i watch nowdays are the news channels, though i admit it does get a bit boring when u see the same news repeat every hour.
There's one consolation though. I have something to do at these times of crisis. Newspaper.
If one things changed for the worse, there has to be some change for the better innit ? Newspapers are the answer. i Used to read the paper for about an hour everyday, before cmin to bits. Sad to say, that time was reduced by a substantial amount in campus. this time when i came bac home, i found an overwhelming amount of stuff to read. All of a sudden, due to some wierd offer by our local newspaper vendor, we have started recieving enormous amounts of newspapers everyday. On the surface it looks like an unusually fat edition of the Times of India. On a closer look, i see we get apart from the Times, Mumbai Mirror, Dna, Afterhours, Bombay Times, and a host of other fringe papers that by no means form a small chunk of the newspapers. Added to that theres this special double technology n science paper for colony residents, and heres a perfect setting for my 1 hour of newspaper reading to be converted to 10 hrs. It sorta makes up for the lack of proper TV programmes.
It really is a marvel to see how empty my head is right now. Theres no need for me to think about anything :D aaah this is truly bliss.
now im also feelin drowsy..... drowsy ... sleeepy ....sleeeeeepyy ........

sleeepy


sleeeeeepy ...

sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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wanted : suitable topic. Intrested topics apply via post :P

i just read in the paper about some japanese piggy bank company's brilliant new innovation : exploding piggy banks . Apperently, ppl in japan have a lot of problem trying to get themselves to save money, so the company has manufactured a piggy bank that throws tantrums if not fed regularly ( with coins ob ), n those tantrums, if ignored, culminate in a semi - explosion, causing all the contents to get sprayed on the floor. brilliant piece of junk : sorta makes u want to become a mini human - piggy bank, throw tantrums, get money :P .
another nice innovation that comes to the mind is the much needed alarm clock thingy. Apparently some japanese ( not again ! ) company has designed an alarm clock that rings a very irritating sound thats guaranteed to wake u up. how? simple. it runs. u have to get ouuta bed, and run around behind it to catch it and then make it stop. wish i get one of those. it really would help me, i tell ya .
now for a hilarious incident. i understand that this is only embarrassment for me, but wat the hell, just for a few laughs.
the other day, i forgot that it ws my mum's bday. no that hardly qualifies as hilarious. actually, i had slept like 4 hrs in the past 5 days, and the previous nite full i was wowing ( world of warcrafting , for those not in the know ) , and with a great sigh of relief, went to sleep at 6 am. so now, one expects that ill sleep for at least a day. n ya, the sleep will be so deep , that i doubt that even the aforementined brilliant alarm clock would suffice to wake me up. anyways, i did wake up, much earlier that anticipated, if at all u call that as waking up. i was woken up by my siss' call, at 7 30am, yea right after an hour of goin into the chasms of slumberland, and i vaguely remember her askin me to remind her what day it was. i blinked, ( if i could call that blinking, my eyes were almost shut anyways ) so she did the honors of reminding me the date. ( just the date mind you, NOT the occasion ) so ok, the date sounded familiar so just for the sake of it, i said yes. so she passes on the fone to my mum, n guess what i say. Happy anniversary.
the end.
( the events that followed are too embarrassing to be stated publicly :P )

Survival of the fittest ?

Mankind has always been a survivor. No matter what the odds, we have prevailed. Sheer grit n the natural tendency to survive, has had us brave calamities of astronomical proportions. After each of these disasters, there has been a marked change in the way mankind has chosen to live. An example is the 9/11 disaster. There is no need to describe the aftereffects of it. Terrorism has now become a household word, n the repurcussions of it have been more than obvious.
Bitsians have been witness to numerous such catastrophes, but in the end, always we have prevailed. I am talking of course, about the upcoming test1.
It is quite amusing, to see the change of habits that a test inspires. The atmosphere suddenly becomes tense, tempers run high, frustration becomes more than common, and there are certainly more papyrus sightings than before. The mood goes from jolly to sombre, suddenly, from lan the focus shifts to ftp, some people think of buying the textbooks at last, and the regular class attenders are besieged with requests to help out those less fortunate. It is during this time that typically chill dudes are in a frenzy as to what to do about the overwhelming portion, common room get togethers become a rarity unless there be an india pak match ( or a ManU - chelsea match ) , more people roam the corridors, n sounds emnating from the rooms are more of songs than the usual game sounds. I admit the true frenzy has not yet started, there is still apparently some time before the effect is most significant, nevertheless, the signs are ominous.

Where there was general discussion about this strat in that map in CS, there is now this component in that circuit in MuE. Where there was talk of these many spectators for the tournament finals, there is now these many pages in that subject. I have to admit though, all this does make me a bit uneasy. I mean, look at me, writing this post, while there are at least a hundred in campus at this very moment who'll be immersed in their books.
Coming to that, the books are a headache in themselves. I get intimidated by the sheer size of some of them. n theres always the braggart somewhere who'll keep askin doubts from here n there to show off his depth of understanding the subject, as if there is even the remotest of chances that ill be able to comprehend the meaning of his doubt. No matter how much i convince myself to forget about such instances, theres always this lurking thought in the deepest trenches of my mind, that ill have to start sometime soon, how soon is soon, that we'll have to see.
All in all, while preparations begin for this impending doom, i brace myself for the inevietable. One thing, however, that keeps insanity at bay, is the knowledge that we are the survivors, that no matter what the cruel n twisted way of fate has in store for us, no matter what unseen horrors are hurled at us, we shall always emerge from the ashes rising like a phoenix, awe-inspiring the next generation of people who are as yet unexposed to the horrors of engineering, only to be decimated once again by t2. However, theres time for t2, i promise u i shall also rise up like a pheonix n come up with yet another post just before t2. until then, all the best to all, i shall not be posting till post t1 unless it be for some awesome trigger , as i now also have t1 as a cover up for the draught of ideas that has left me with no proper topic to talk about.
Go.

PS: i typed Go this time not due to an overdosage of scott adams, but due to lack of ideas for conclusion. Damn the draught !

Bu ... zZZzzZzzzZZZ ... y ?

Another Wednesday has come n gone. The significance of this apparently innocent just-another-day which many ppl mite regard as not even close to competing with that eternal topper of the horror-day-list, monday,can be mainly realised by the ENI group of Bits-Goa. 8 bloody hours of classes ( ok ok i dint attend all of em, i aint that mad ) n after that this meeting n that , has me pooped as always. It indeed is a wonder how im even typing this post, its prolly because right now im in a relaxed position just abt to drift off into that wonder of a thing - sleep, happy that tomorow aint gonna be as hectic as today, lookin forwad to those blissful hours when there is no worry in the world, oblivious to anything im just floating in my own fantasy world where things are just, different. Well, ill not go too deep into that, but the fact of the matter is that no matter how much i dread each coming wednesday, more so for that waste of a prac - DECO, n its stoopid pointless assignments that the profs religiously adhere to, thinking that their overly sincere students do all of it by themselves, when my assignment is nothing more than a compilation of the best collection of assignments done by the previous batches, a thouht stil lingers at the end of each wednesday, that keeps me alive at the end of all that. It is not a happy thought, it is like that thought that kept Sirius Black sane in Azkaban , shielding him from the Dementors' powers. That at least im not wasting away my time doing nothing, even if it means being just physically present for most of the commitments that i usually end up with.There is , in the end , a sense of satisfaction that at least today, i have been occupied with something other than sleep.
But the funny thing is, after all this, i sleep. No thats not the funny thing, i dont just sleep, i sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. Usually for abt a day. It quite destroys the entire point of being so-called-busy on wednesday. Thursdays are usually a full holiday for me due to stoopid practises like staying up late after such an unusually packed day writing a post in my blog which isint gonna get me any pulitzer anyways. I mean, just why do i have to choose this day for posting ? Drive some sense into me, someone. With a valid liscence, mind u. ( :P )
Ok iv let that out, now mebbe something other than general nonsense will come outta my mind into this post.
The elections are over, results out, celebrations done with, dissapointments kept aside, n just a tiny whiff of that impending doom, Test1. To those who are gettin any ideas, no, i havnt started anything as yet, nor do i intend to, as i know i wont be able to this early, even if i want to.add to all that a million , no, correction, a zillion worries n choices n responsibilities n what nots, n its the perfect situation for some disaster management plan to come into effect.
i gather im still just blaberring, so in case ur wondering when all this is gonna end, ur right there. Here it ends, not because im bored of typing or anything, but because im feeling pity for the people who have no other useful work than reading all this almost random assemblage of angrez words.I wonder what comments this post will gather. (here i go again.)

Go.