Hindi Humari Matra Bhasha Hai!!!

Suprabhat …. Itni hairat se mat dekhiye, yeh blog (blog ki hindi nahi ati.. maaf kijiye), Hindustan ki matra bhasha hindi me hoga… kyun hoga uske peeche ek bohat hi bada kaaran hai jo mai yahan spasht karma chahata hu… agar aagya ho to mai aage badhta hu, agar aagya na dein to bhi mai age hi badhta hun..

To saathiyon, yeh bat kuch teen din pehle ki hai jab humara chote se bhi chote karyakartaon ka parcha tha.. (microprocessor quiz), us din sath hi ek Vaad-Vivad pratyogita thi jisme ki mera mitra Vishnu hissa le raha tha, kintu uske pas koi jodidar nahi tha. To atyant vinamrata se usne mujhe uska sath dene ko kaha. Vaad vivid ka mukhya shirshak mujhe theek se yad nahi… kuch ‘sahkartaon ka bharat me udyog’ aisa kuch tha. Kuch pal hichkichate hue maine Vishnu ji ko han kar di. Lekin stithi te tabb ek ulta moorh liya jab humein pata chala ke us pratyogita me bhag lene k liye aur koi pratyogi nahi aya hai aur mera aur Vishnu ka nam delhi me hone vali vaad-vivad pratyogita k liye bheja j raha hai…

To is waqt haalat kuch aise hain ke mujhe hindi nahi ati aur na hi kabhi maine vaad vivid nam ki koi vastu ka paalan kia hai… Vishnu ji hindi me maharaja hai… to abb yeh kehna theek rahega ki hum dono sabhi karya bhagwan k hathon me saump kar, vahan poori aish karnenge. Lekin sath hi sath mehnat aur lagan se ji jaan lagakar vaad-vivad bhi karenge. Asha rakhte hai k delhi me Murphy uncle humein tang nahi karenge aur hum apne college ka nam, apne parishram ki badolat, mitti me nahi milne denge…

Vaise is awastha me mujhe us din ki yad hai jab maine cartoon network hindi me dekha tha, aur 'Swat Cats' ko 'bade miaun' aur 'chotey miaun' ka nam dia gaya tha. Hum use dekhte hue bass pet pakad kar haste hi rehte they. Shayad delhi me bhi vahan upasthit shrota kuch aisa hi karein ... Mera ek mitra mujhe aashwasan dete hue kehta hai, "Deepinder, jab tu hindi bolta hai to aisa lagta hai k tu jhooth bol raha hai."

Bhagwan ka aashirwad aur aapke sath ki aasha rakhte hue mai is waqt yahan se vida leta hun..

Namaskaar!!!

Murphy's Law... A Practitioners Approach!!!

Some of the readers might be quite inquisitive to know as to what on earth is this “Murpy’s Law”. But guys you’ll have to wait for some time before I tell you about one of the greatest laws on earth, ‘THE MURPHY’s LAW’

Now this is about the tech fest ‘Aranya’ in our college and a workshop called ‘Robotix’ where I came to know about Dear Uncle Murphy. We were a four member team, me(D),B ,C and S So I gave the name BCDs to the team. There were around 31 teams to attend the workshop. It was conducted by four guys from some TRI in Mumbai, the one who delivered the lecture was Ankit Mehta, an ex-meachanchi from IIT-Mumbai. Ankit was a ‘phenomenally kool guy’ wit dramatic epressions. Actually he used to refer every part of a robot as ‘guy’, ever situationm as ‘kool’ and each of his or anybody else's experiences as phenomenal. He, along with the team, had been a part of numerous international robotic competitions.

So it all began with some videos of robots being pictured on the screen and we were gasping over them, just like small kids are astounded to se an aeroplane flying in the air. Now that was the point where my ‘Dear Uncle Murphy’ made an entry.

According to Ankit Mehta, Murphy Law states that “Worse things happen in worse of the situations.” He supplementd his definition with an incidence of his own where they went to take part in an international competition and just before the event something happen, but in any case their team was the one to hear a 100 Decibel of applause.

Something about the workshop….. the boring lectures were made interesting by some videos(specially the last one where he showed us some pics of his experiences in the Robotic field). I came to know many things during the theory classes. Like the Tata took over corus for $8 Billion, and the turnover now has reached 23 million from a mere 5 million making tata the fifth largest company ( earlier it was placed at 56 ). And yea, for an acquisition it isn’t necessary that a big company takes over another big company.. (Courtesy: Business today on my desk during the theory classes ).

Okay now the best part of the workshop, the robot we made, it looked kind of crane. We started over with a bad luck when I cut down a belt given to me, and later came to knw that the belt was to be used as it is. In any case, the base was ready with not much difficulties (Waiting for Uncle Murphy??? Wait…. ) On second day of the workshop we were given another kit to add a manipulator to the base we made.(ie. The arm of the crane and a gear kind of system). We were the first ones to complete the job in the room. There was a feeling of joy tickling our heart and we took turns at the photo session with the Robot. Then came the name ceremony. B&C&S were thinking about various names, something like Robby, Bot, bla bla… I suggested adding two headlights to the model and S threw in the idea of hanging a bell around the neck….. ( yahan par maine kaha, yar iska naam hi billu rakh lo ) In the end he was given a decent name after the name of our instructor…. He was named Ankit…..

Anyways, today we had a competition with the model we made…. Uncle Murphy was somewhere around the corner. I spent 2 hours yesterday debugging our Ankit, and finally with a few uncleanable bugs I took Ankit to the college in morning at 9. But, Uncle Murphy let us know that the contest was at 2 pm. Kool, we had time to test Ankit under the pathetic Thapar Conditions, with hundred eyes staring at Ankit. Uncle Murphy had started the induction process with the following happenings…

• B & C were late as ever and left early as ever.

• The connections would go lose every 15 mins.

• I got a soldering wire from market and came back to college only to know that I had forgotten the soldering rod at home.
  

• The screws were to be adjusted every now and then.

• The belt on the wheel slipped off too frequently.

• And the worst of all, 15 mins before the contest I came to know that we had fir one part upside down…..

• A traffic jam made C late to the college.

In any case, after 4 hours of harsh testing, I took ankit to the Audi, where the contest was to be held. There were 30 teams registered for the event. Two rounds, we (using the Ankit) were to pick balls from a plate, and put it in another tray placed at a distance. Our turn came… I prayed God for success, then pleaded Uncle Murphy so that he may not interfere…. We qualified to the next round… Too thrilled, thanked God, Thanked Dear Uncle Murphy…

BUT, THE SECOND ROUND…. I prayed God, but made a BIG MISTAKE…. FORGOT TO PLEAD UNCLE MURPHY….

We were on the stage, the wires were joined in place, I tested it was fine…. Now 2 mins to put the pick the balls… the clock began, and so did uncle Murphy's job, Ankit refused to move… with a few throttles, he finally moved, but in installments (moving and stopping), I had a fear that a belt might come off the wheel, but our uncle had something else for us… I picked up 3 balls… 2 of 15 points each, and one of 5 points making it 35.. Good na??? That’s what we thought it to be… I successfully placed the balls in the destination tray, WoW.. that was the most amazing part of the game... S & C asked me to go back and pick another ball (I think that was uncle Murphy who asked). I put Ankit in reverse gear, he didn’t move, I gave a soft jolt, he finally moved and uncle Murphy Won… the reverse movement of Ankit, took with it 2, 15 pointer balls off the plate, and we were left with just 5 points, It was too late to get back and fetch another ball….. and too late for us to get back the prize we already had in our pockets… But never knew the uncle Murphy was a pickpocket….

I still hear the applause we deserved… And still feel the pain we experienced…

Jai Uncle Murphy…

God Bless!!!

The Frustrated Weekly of T.I.E.T.

Hi guys, this post is gonna be right from the desk of a frustrated blogger.(I had better word, but somehow can’t use that publicly)

The question might arise as to what is frustration… Well frustration is that state of mind and body which arises because you are sharing a covalent bond with a non-destructive particle called the TIET. So when this molecule, ie. The (Thaparian)nThapar molecule combines with an unknown question paper in the mid sems, it undergoes an unexplained and uncontrolled fission reaction producing large amounts of energy which is good enough to burn the sun(But alas not enough to burn the inst.) The products of this fission reason are large number of crosses, 1’s and 0’s supplemented by a few ticks at some places unidentified.

The basic conditions required for this reaction to occur are, that u got to take admission in an inst., like the Thapar, do a lot of orkutting and blogging and u got to study the last night, and study as if u’ve never studied before.

Hmm…. This was my exam week… Totally Out of control… Theek hai last day hi baith k padhai kit hi as ever lekin iska matlab yeh to nahi k sara paper hi out of syllabus dal do.. Vaise slbs bhi kise pata tha, paper se pehle jitna pata chal gaya, ya jitna kisi dassi ki copy me ( jo Photostat karvai thi ) me likha ho, bass vahi slbs hai… In any case, Exams were a serious HELL. If today someone asks me “Hey where are you from” I’d just say “Sir I just left heaven when I joined Thapar.”

Umrao-Bejaan-Anjaan-Pareshaan-Hairaan!

Chalo exams are over now. But another this awaited me. Umrao Jaan. (named Umrao Yawn by my frnd)… We made plans to watch the second day second show. This time Daman was given a warning, either to come in time and buy the tickets, or I wont be responsible for the results. Parr sardar kithey sudharda hai…. Salla fer late… mainu poore 10 mint uhna di udeek karni pai.. te sardar sahib aye, ticketan farhiyan te fer beh gaye movie vekhan (I hope next time time te aun di khechal kar lenge bhaji). Par yar jo v hai, Daman to bina movie da swad nahi si auna…

Movie began, the first half an hour was a total comedy. Kya vo log urdu jharh rahe they, aur kya humein samajh a rahi thi, upar se Director ne jo Buddha chuna tha role k liye.. “aalameaza, muktavil ko muktaviz karke mukhteyar me mukhvisat karne k liye mukhvasit kijiye” itna ghoor k mat dekho, mujhe bhi nahi samajh aya, but that all we heard in the whole movie. And this simple sentence took approx. 8000 time cycles to complete (courtesy:Microprocessors). I had been checking my watch after every 5-10 mins, waiting for the interval, aur in the end poore paune do ghante bad we woke up from virtual sleep. But had to bear more in the second half too..

Movie Review

Poori week to frustrated gai thi, end bhi to frustrated hi hona tha. Yup, the movie was too frustrating. The story line was not that bad, the direction was fine, but it was tooooo slow. Had the pace of the movie been kept a bit fast, it could have been easily completed in half an hour. If you have habit to take the senti stuff seriously, then please carry a handkerchief along. The only thing I liked about the movie was the lyrics, and Ash’s expressions in the dance. But the frequency of songs was too much…. But all in all... Movie was Umrao Bejaan

The Anti Climax

Actually that’s the after movie climax, but is more interesting than the real movie climax. We had some guys sitting behind us with their special explicit comments on the movie, which kept us awake for 3 long hours. But the climax was something else. A husband and wife came over to them… Aunty angreji me kuh keh rahi thi unhe, something like “what are you doing over here, you people come from educated families, and what a mess have you created over here. If u want to watch a movie, watch it quietly, sut quietly, let others see too or otherwise don’t come” Then I saw Aunty's eyeballs coming as a googly towards me and with the same beautiful english verses. (Maine kuch nahi kia yar.. mujhe kyu keh rahe ho :( )

Uncle had just four words which were repeated over again and again on regular intervals… “Durr Fittey Muh Tuhade”

And the guy had 3 words to say to his frnd on Mobile after Uncle and Aunty left,

”Yar Tagore Aayin Zara”

Aur uske bad kya hua… I Don’t know… I really Don’t know…