The System

These three are considered to be the best programmers ever and peerless .Together they were considered to be the source of everything that happened around there. The first is responsible for developing programs, the second takes care of security and protection while the third did the resource management. Though the works of the First never really were appreciated, the other two considered him to be the best - who one day came with a new idea. He created a set of programs which operated on their own, had their own intelligence called the 'Brain' and they learn to do things out of experience. As the programs are to be on their own, He created a special environment with certain boundaries and limits within which the programs operated. He set up rules and logistics of how they can interact with the Environment and for each of their action there will be a consequence based on these rules. He let the programs create their own child instances and set up a lifetime for each of them before they are deleted fronm the environment. There are also number of objects that are actually part of the environment that the instace will play with. He focussed on modelling and remodelling the blueprint with the Blueprint of these instances so that they adapted well with the Environment and also made the whole system Interesting.

Amused by this idea, the second Programmer volunteered to be the Support and Secutiry of the Environment. He took care of ensuring that things never went out of control. He also looked out for those instances which endangered the exisitence of other instances or even the whole System as such - and corrected them.

As any System requires, it needs some clean up. You can not let the instances be in the System for ever - and needs to be removed to let the new instances come in. The third Guy designed a fool proof self-clean up strategy. He came with a concept of an Advanced timer mechanishm for each instance and the timerr starts ticking as soon as the instance comes into the Environment. He created another program that worked behind the scenes to sweep all those instances out of the System when their timer expires. But the most Creative part is - not all instances live for the same ampunt of time- as the timer's speed gets impacted by Random things like - the consequnce of instance's  own action as well as that of other instances around it and some times the changes in the Environment as a whole.

So here is how it goes:

1. When an instance of the program is born, the parameters are initialised with some basic intelligence and then it is set on its own in the Environment

2. It now starts to run in the environment, does some random action against the environment or other instances around and from the the consequence it begins to learn.

3. Although the instantiation parameters is almost the same, the rate of growth depends on the way it acts and reacts with the other instances and the Environment - so each of the instances vary a lot over a period of time.
4. When an instance acts against the law they die prematurely.

5. The Environment also had some virus programs that can infect the instances, if the instance is not able to defend.

If the name of the programmer is "Brahma", what will these instances be called as?

Hand Eye Co-ordination

Have you seen the art of hand-eye coordination in action - not something like Federer's forehand or Sehwag's offside swat - they are special, but I am talking about the day-to-day life - A tea master in tea shop raising tea glass over his head and pouring it another glass with his eyes still on customer - skillful. A woodcutter raising his hammer well above his head and with all his force striking the wedge right on head everytime - accurate. A hotel cook preparing 'roti's and throwing as if he want to discard it, but it just finds the place in the middle of the plate. I have always envied and wanted to have such a talent.

Finally i discovered my own H-E-C talent that made me proud - on my dinner table. While i was still on phone, and thoughts somwhere else, still i was able to break the dosa and launch it right into the invisible target - my mouth. You cannot always keep it open for obvious reasons, but the mouth too synched and opened at the right time when the hand was close enough and the food went right in not even touching the boundaries - I was impressed.

Why did I Jump out of Window?

Of late i am not getting a good sleep. I get only disturbed sleeps and used to have many lengthy dreams. The sleeps are very shallow that I could remember every single scene of the dream when I wake up. Finally when i reconstruct all those scenes I could imagine how long I have been dreaming and all that time I have had only half slept. I have become a semi sleeper. Disturbed sleep in the night means I feel sleepy during the day too. Even when i am doing something I doze off.

Worse, I don't even know if I am sleeping right now. How do I know that I am not typing this in my dream. I know i am not sleeping and not dreaming, but it is possible that i am feeling so being in my dream. Of course i could slap myself and feel the pain. But again, i could be dreaming as if i am feeling slapped, as I have felt being hurt and cried a few times in my dream. I think there is a way.. Dreams do not produce anything real, so the only way to test this, is to return tomorrow and open this page to see if there is anything. Wait a minute, what if i return tomorrow again in dream?

Oh my God, now i am really worried... what if this whole of my life is just a dream? what if we live for not just 60 yrs but this whole 60 yrs is just a dream over a single night's sleep of myself? or some one else's? It could be that everyone lives for millions of years(or may be immortal) and their one night sleep just lasts for 50-60 years and we are just characters in their dreams everyday. Sometime us people live shortly, and that might be during their short nap. If this is real, whose dream am I? Should be my own. Well, I dont like this dream - it seems to be a bad dream, let me wake myself and restart the sleep so that I might get a better better life in my next dream - somewhere on a different planet, as some different creature with some different form of life! All I need to do is - the Window!

கவிதை...

படித்ததில் பிடித்தது:

விழுங்கிய மீன் தொண்டையில் குத்திய பொழுது உணர்ந்தேன்...
தூண்டிலின் ரணம்.

- ஆ. வி - வைர விழா கவிதை போட்டியில் தேர்வு பெற்ற 75 கவிதைகளில் இதுவும் ஒன்று. பரிசு பெறவில்லை என்றாலும் என் மனதை கவர்ந்தது...

எனது முதல் தமிழ் வலைப்பதிவு

எழுத்தாளர் சுஜாதா போன்றவர்கள் அடிக்கடி வலியுறுத்துவது தமிழை வளர்க்க வேண்டும் என்பது(நிறைய பேர் பேசினாலும் சுஜாதாவை இழுப்பதற்கு காரணம் உள்ளது)

இதோ Google-இன் படைப்பாற்றலுக்கு மற்றுமொரு உதாரணம் - இந்த வலைப்பதிவு(Blog) அழகிய தமிழில் எழுத உதவிய http://www.google.com/transliterate/indic/tamil

முதலில் நானும் பல முறை மின் அரட்டை அடிக்கும் போது ஆங்கிலத்தில் தமிழ் வார்த்தைகளை எழுதுவது உண்டு , இருப்பினும் இப்படி ஒன்று தேவை என்று தோன்றவே இல்லை. இதன் மூலம் வழக்கம் போல் ஆங்கில வார்த்தைகளை தமிழில் எழுத இது அழகாக தமிழில் வடிவாக்கம் செய்து விடுகிறது.

இதன் சிறப்பே சூழல் பொறுத்து(context based) எழுத்துக்களை தேர்வு செய்து கொள்கிறது. எனவே, tamil என்று அடித்தாலும் சிறப்பு 'ழ' கரம் போட்டு கொள்கிறது. ஒன்றுக்கும் மேற்பட்ட எழுத்துக்கள் வரும்படி வாய்ப்பிருந்தால்(ஒலி/ஒளி/ஒழி) intellisense மூலம் அனைத்து வார்த்தைகளையும் பட்டியல் காட்டி நம்மை தேர்வு செய்து கொள்ள சொல்கிறது

மேலும் பேச்சு தமிழில் இருக்கும் "பரவாயில்ல" போன்ற வார்த்தைகள் கூட வருவது மிகச்சிறப்பு. (இது வெறும் மொழி அன்றி ஒலி பெயர்ப்பு தானா என்று கண்டுபிடிக்க முடியவில்லை) இருப்பினும் தமிழ், தமில் இரண்டு மொழி வார்த்தைகளையும் சேகரித்து உருவாக்கி இருப்பது நல்ல முயற்சி. இதன் மூலம் சற்று துரு பிடித்து இருக்கும் எனது தமிழ் எழுத்தரிவோடு கூட எழுத்து பிழை இன்றி என்னால் எழுத முடிகிறது.

மேலும் அடுத்த கட்டமாக Google மொழி பெயர்ப்பு முயற்சியிலும் இறங்கி இருக்கிறது. அதாவது பிற மொழிகளில் உள்ள வலை தளங்களை தமிழில் மொழி பெயர்த்து கொடுக்கும் - இனி 'The Hindu' செய்திகளை தமிழில் படிக்கலாம். இது எவ்வளவு தூரம் நடை முறை சாத்தியம் என்று தெரிய வில்லை எனினும் இது நடந்தால் அது பெரிய புரட்சி ஆக இருக்கலாம். 'code' போட்டால் Google ரோடு போடுகிறது.

Google தொழில்நுட்பத்தை கொண்டு வந்தாலும் அவர்களுக்கு மொழி திறன் அவ்வளவு எளிதாக கிடைக்க வாய்ப்பில்லை... எனவே தமிழ் பற்றுடைய தமிழர்களின் முயற்சி இன்றி இது நடந்து இருக்க வாய்ப்பு இல்லை. தொழில்நுட்பத்தை தமிழ் வளர்ச்சி(??)காக பயன் படுத்தி இருப்பது சுஜாதா போன்றவர்களின் கவனத்தை நிச்சயம் ஈர்க்கும்.

வாழ்க தமிழ்! வளர்க தொழில் நுட்பம்!!

(பி. கு) நான் தமிழ் என்று குறிப்பிட்டுள்ள அனைத்தும் பல பிற மொழிகளிலும் உருவாக்கப்பட்டுள்ளது.

Face to Face

Faces... I wonder aesthetically how nature is able to be so creative that apart from very rare identical look alikes(double action), everyday millions of them are born and they all look different. To understand how creative it takes to achieve this : Did u ever tried to create a face in your mind that you have never met? Well, Nature is doing well to create different faces for everyone of us, so when you come up with such a face out of your imagination there still might be possible that he is born somewhere. So, if this is so hard, how can nature be able to create millions of such faces everyday?

However, If I try to think Scientifically, it looks the other way which is pretty easy.. - faces are result of permutations and combinations of millions of factors(or chemicals) and their ingredients at millions of different moments that gradually build up to faces and it is extremely impossible to have two instances of such million things happening at the same sequence and time to result in similar looking faces - some of those factors being the health of the mother, her food habits, the state of her mind (which in turn relates to the external environment)the weather around, the nature and properties of her bodily fluids to react to all these factors and above all - the genes - which again is a chemical factor which was subjected to all the above factors looped over generations and generations - means only when you arrive at such an identical look alikes who are not twins you should be surprised.

When aesthetics just sit and wonder from the ground how amazing the stars are, scientists go all the way up to explore it and realise they are nothing but big fire balls. But whats the problem in preferring to sit down and enjoy("How I wonder what you are") how beautiful things are, than to strain hard only to realise that they all are illusions??

Heroes rising...

Nowadays it's been all sports when I go back home via Comcast cable. Yesterday, I saw two greats put to test for a while before they eventually showed up the best.

First it was Federer, playing against big serving Feliciano Lopez(ESP). Earlier round, Lopez was playing teenager Young(USA) and was not that impressive. So I thought it will be simple for Federer. But I was wrong. Lopez's strategy is to go for what he thought is his strength - the serve and was serving big, even second serves going for 115mph. This made Federer impossible for breaking his serve, but was broken himself and lost the first set 3-6. And in the next set it was the same story, with Lopez easily holding the serve while Federer hustling to hold his. It was until 5-4 and Lopez serving @ 15-30 that I saw first of Federer's himself that day. It was a passing backhand winner and then it was Federer's all the way(except 0-40 start in third set) Federer then won 35 straight points in his serve that is more than 8 games without conceding a point, and had enough chances to break Lopez to win the match. Typical Federer raising the game and leaving the opponents drained of any confidence. Score : 3-6 6-4 6-1 6-4 Fed.

Next it was HHH in Monday night Raw. When roommate Sumit claimed it was kiddish to watch WWE, and most of us know its all unreal, it is still fun to watch. And HHH being a villain once against the people's champ 'The Rock',he is now a hero. And when he was performing his blood ripping illegal hits as a villain, we hate him, but now being a hero we enjoy it. Even in movies, hero won't use weapons as villains do.

The match was a handicapped one- Carlito and umaga Vs HHH. But just few minutes into the match, umaga lost temper and entered into the ring and both started hitting HHH out. Match was called off, but they were still hitting HHH. After a few bad hits, umaga posted a chair on the turn buckle, let Carlito hold HHH against it and came running in, to jam HHH against the turnbuckle. But HHH moved and Umaga hit the chair. At this point, if it were other heroes, like, say Rock, they would have hit back with legal shots although the match is officially over. But it was HHH - he picked up the chair, hit Carlito who fled away, and then on Umaga's head. But Umaga wasn't giving up and he was trying to stand erect although he was hit every time. After 3-4 hits, HHH stopped, nodded his head went out and picked up his weapon - the metal hammer and hit him on the head leaving umaga in bloodshed.

Two comebacks - I enjoyed both.

Final Destination 1

14 Jun 2007 - I hate today, feeling as bad as someone in death bed... sorry if i sound too negative - not that bad actually, but it was about the feeling that there is no tomorrow like yesterday(Although it is true for everyday, only very few days in life will remind you of that). This is because, I have this feeling that life from tomorrow will be a downslide of a rollercoaster - if you ever travelled one, you will know it will start very slow and climb up to the max height, and from that point it will suddenly and rapidly fall to the destination, with lot of unexpected turns and slides.

Too much of hype, well it’s my 25th B'day today!!! No, it is not just another birthday. I am getting old and I hate it that I decided not to celebrate. Because I think the rest of the b'days were taking me to the peak of the life. It is like - You go up all the way, stop there and when ready to fall, you will have a scary view of what lies ahead - this b'day is like that stop.

In life, By the time your b'day reminds you of age than a day that gets you new dress, cut a cake and few gifts, you will be past your childhood and stepped into your teens. But then you will enjoy the fact that you are getting old - you are no more a "kid", you are getting matured rather than getting old, and above all you are entering adultery, meaning you can now get yourselves adulterated with all those "18 and above only" stuffs. So you are marching towards that freedom, and hardly worry about getting old. And then every year gets you closer to new destinations - first graduation, first job, first salary, first love and so on - until you reach a point where nothing fascinates you in life enough to be landmarked as your next destination - until Death with, well, few more instances to tell you how close you are - marriage where you loose your bachelorhood(Final Destination 2), day when you become a parent(FD3), day you retire to become a senior citizen(FD4). And I think here I am at that point - FD1.

And did I say why this 25th makes me feel so? Well, whenever there was some age grouping, an insurance quote for instance, they group people into three - under 18, 18-24, and 25 & above. See, thats what I mean - it doesn’t matter you have just turned 25 or 58 or 102 - you are there. Only consolation is the insurance quote will be less - but the price you pay for that is too much. From here on- every Bday gets you "older" than getting you matured.

I know that this is very too much to worry about, but gone are the days. I can hear those optimists who are cursing this pessimistic crap, saying you can always live your life and youthful at heart. But guys, you are talking about pretending to be young, which anyway I will be, but you cannot deny the facts.

On the other side, I feel very lucky to have lived 25 years in the world - I thank God, parents, family, friends and every one part of my world - to be there, wished me goodwill, and made my life as it was. I am lucky to survive 25 years, and I believe i lived them to my best healthily, wealthily and happily. I can’t ask for more.

Today, at this stop, when I turn back to look at the 25 years that passed, I feel glad and content, if not the best - for there is nothing to be stopped as best - Abiding the principle of life, I hope the best has to come yet.

Scary movie 4

In the Bar:

"Hey phil, is that you? what the hell are you doing here"

"Hey Jack... great to see u here. came in here last night..."

"Long time no see... u look the same as i saw u last"

"you too"

"How's ur family doing?"

"They were fine till yesterday as I know, not sure now. Got a chance to meet them before I started, I hate to leave my kids, the youngest would miss me a lot"

"Hmmm.. don't worry, she will be fine in course of time"

"hows life here?"

"life? kidding??(Both laughs)Well, i have heard of heaven and stuffs in story only.. this is unbelievable"

"Hmmm"

"So tell me about your journey"

"oh man, it was adventurous. When i started from home, everything was fine and calm. I was riding my lexus proud as usual when that stupid drunk youngster with his big fat truck came right in front, i just couldn't control, and... bang. Well, I thought i am going to loose my life, but well - I just lost my legs"

Both started laughing like ghosts...

Planet Pluto is dead

The native of controversaries - the Science - gave birth to a recent one - "There are not 9 anymore but only 8 planets; Pluto has been demoted to Dwarf planet and officially(??) fired off the Planetary status.(Well, who gave it first - it's all wierd) - officially by International Astronomical Union.

The reason turns out to be that few more objects similar to that of Pluto has been discovered and hundreds of them more are believed to be existing. Well, I know how difficult it was to remember these nine planets in their order when I was in school. Now if they are to increase the count, the question "Name the planets of our Solar system" will enter into an essay type question. So, they decided to be hard on the qualifications of a planet, and eliminated Pluto from the list, thus silencing all other similar objects' claims to be planets.

Here is the updated version of definiton of a Planet:

A planet1 is a celestial body that (a) is in orbit around the Sun, (b) has sufficient mass for its self-gravity to overcome rigid body forces so that it assumes a hydrostatic equilibrium (nearly round) shape, and (c) has cleared the neighbourhood around its orbit.

Pluto fails in criteria C and goes down as "Dwarf planet". This decision has raised lots of objections around the world. What problems do they have?
1. The least I can think off is that all books, training aids and those posters has to be redesigned
2. there might be a big confusion in the current academic year as which answer is right
3. I always see the navagrahas in Hindu temples as in synch with nine planets - will that harmony be disturbed?

Well, advantage being the kids need not remember 9 planets any more. (I would have preferred uranium to be removed in that case as pluto was easy to remember)

In course of time, people might forget the name - "pluto" - how fast does one's status change?

Good Bye Pluto.(I hate to say that)

Read this in rediff.com:

'Any kiddie in school can love like a fool,
But hating, my boy, is an art.'

Breakup Letter...

My Dear #23,

It is time to say good bye to u. I would really love to continue with you, but life has to move up and hope you understand. You gave me a lot of "moments of my life" well intervalled by painful moments too, which i accept as gladly as the other, as with you, at least I slept peacefully every night. I had a lots of first-time-in-my-life's and had different shades of life in this short peroid with you. I would like to thank for the new people you introduced to me some of whom i guess will disappear soon and some i wish to have them for my life.

Although the others like you whom i lived with before has done remarkable change in me, I might have been too inexperienced to notice, but in all, I would say, you added a new dimension to my life. Hope #24 picks the best out of you and continue.

When it is time to embrace, welcome and live with 24, not knowing what she has got up her sleeve, I would like to turn back, look at you and say "Thanks you so much for being with me..."

My First Blog...

Welcome to my own world of Blogs. This is an attempt to while away my Active-time usefully. As an ITian I had the habbit of checking my mails before my day starts. But after coming to US, I lost touch of my friends and miss their mails a lot. I started mailing them all, but I dont know if they have time to read my mails. So let me put it here, and everybody can read it whenever they are free....