Archive for the ‘Fun’ Category
When was the last time you lent few hundred rupees to your best friend without thinking of getting it back in return? When was the last time you showed your collection of Coins or Stamps or DVDs to your nephew without being tensed of they spoiling it? When was the last time you lent your car to your dearest friend without hoping that he will return it without an extra bump or scratch on it?
Long long time ago, probably when you were kids. I guess not, kids especially are possessive about their toys and stuff.
Now again, when was the last time you shared a hilarious video link with your friends? When was the last time your shared an idea with your friend and other who follow you on Twitter? When was the last time you kept a movie on torrent even after it was fully downloaded so that others could download it from you? When was the last time you wrote a nice poem or a story or an experience on your blog so that others can enjoy it?
I guess, the answer for almost all the second set of questions is “Today or yesterday”.
Why such a difference? Why is sharing much more easier on Internet but not in real world?
Well, no prizes for the right answer. Because the obvious answer is that sharing on internet does not mean that you are loosing something. You will still have the video with you to watch again, you will still have the idea with you and you will still have the poem or the story or the experience with you. Which means, things on internet are growing as you share them.
A perfect example is “Wikipedia”. While an Indian match goes on, the score of Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar keeps getting updated on his wikipedia page after every run he scores. I can understand why cricinfo guys do it, for the ad money but why is a person sitting in some remote place in front of his T.V. watching the match updating the wiki page simultaneously. Because he just wants to give the most updated information to his set of readers whom he does not even know. He is just contributing to it so that others also do the same for the contents which he reads on the internet.
So the obvious answer for the question was that on internet things grow as you share them and that is why we share them. As long as we do not loose the stuff we have, we are quite happy to share it others.
Then, how about software? Shouldnt they be also shared? I mean, even softwares grow as we share them with others without loss to the source.
Similarly, what about knowledge? Havnt we reached this wonderful world of technology with Iphones and 3D movies and aeroplanes because our predecessors shared the knowledge that they had without restricting it? Zero was discovered in India and it travelled all the way to Persia from where it reached all the corners of the world. Havent we been sharing knowledge from long long time.
So here are some more difficult questions for you.
In the world of sharing of knowledge, where does patents fit in?
In the world of sharing of softwares, where does licenses and proprietary softwares fit in?
And does it makes sense to put any type of restrictions on people sharing over internet?
Please share your views.
P.S. I thought of writing this blog when I read few lines of a junk article in a newspaper by Arindam Chaudhuri where he condemned internet and said that internet was full of articles that were written to spread wrong news and justifies the latest policy of Indian government to put restrictions on internet bloggers/contents.
Had gone to Amoeba with 7 of my school friends whom I met after a long long time. There I played a car race which was Rs. 40 per person. The car race was just 2 laps and around for 5 mins and I hardly knew what I was doing. (I dont know how to drive a real car too). After that we went to Purple Haze. The ambience was great and though only 4 of us drank, we enjoyed the flavored hookha. The bill was Rs. 1629 which included 3 shots of tequila and two pitchers of Beer too. As I had just recently got a new job, everyone was expecting a treat from me but somehow I was not in mood. Hence even though I paid Rs. 500, most of my friends were unhappy. I agree,they had all the rights to be sad. Anyways after hearing friendly abuses from them for being a miser, they dropped me at Marthahalli bridge where I waited in bus stop to catch a bus. While waiting I decided to buy groundnuts just for time pass. There is a boy who sells it at the bus stop and he keeps hitting his metal spatula on the metal pan in which he fries the groundnuts. Since there was some time for the bus to come, I decided talking to the boy. He was hardly 10 years old. He told me that he was from U.P. and his parents are still there. He came to Bangalore so that he can earn for his sister to get married. The trolly was owned by someone else and the owner gives him daily a box of groundnuts which this boy has to sell from Rs. 100. In turn, this boy will get Rs. 1000 per month and a place to sleep and food to eat. If the boy does not make Rs. 100, then the remaining amount will be deducted from his salary. It made me wonder that the boy works just for Rs. 35 per day and I had just spent Rs. 500 in matter of few hours by which I couldnt even satisfy my friends and had spent Rs. 40 for just 5 mins for something which I did not even enjoy and this boy was spending his whole day just to earn Rs. 35. That is what made me think how this boy would react if I had given that Rs. 500 to him. The money was same but what it bought would have been so very different. Hopefully through the “Each One Teach One”, I will be able to make some difference in lives of atleast few of millions of such boys.
This is another series of blogs I will be writing to archive all the good puzzles that I find. The reason behind this is that by blogging I will make sure that I understand not only the puzzle properly but also the way to find its solution. And the main cream in the puzzle is the simplicity of the technique through which u reach the solution and not the solution itself. So here is the Fox and the holes puzzle.
In a jungle, there are six holes in a line. A fox sleeps in one of these holes every night in such a way that it never sleeps in the same hole in two nights in a row. Also it always selects a hole right or left to the hole in which it slept the previous night. Now as a hunter, you have one chance every midnight to select any one and only one hole and catch the fox while he is sleeping. Device a strategy to find the minimum number of nights you will need to catch the fox.
Points to be noted: 1) If the fox is sleeping in the leftmost hole, then the next night he can sleep only in the hole right to it i.e. the second leftmost.
2) As mentioned, the fox will not sleep consecutively two nights in the same hole.
Today I went out with Vivek and Sunny. The plan was that Vivek will bring his friend Sunny and I will bring Tushar with me and both will go to celebrate my joining of Intel and Vivek’s bday. However since I informed Tushar about this plan at the last moment, he was not able to make it. Hence only me, vivek and Sunny were left to enjoy the evening and BOY did we enjoy it.
First, I picked Vivek and Sunny from Jayadeva and then we went in Auto to MG Road. The plan was to go to Oxygen Pub. Vivek has heard a lot about it and even I had always wanted to a pub. So we went to MG road and roamed around a bit before entering Oxygen. I gave the Rs. 900 cover charge and when we entered there were two doors. One led to a lighted hall which had seats all around it and a lot of space in between. However old Hindi songs were being played. The next door led to a disc where Rock songs were being played but it was nearly empty. Only one or two table were occupied and they looked completely drunk. We asked a waiter if this was all as we were disappointed. We were expecting a disc full of couples dancing however we didn’t find any room remotely interesting. Waiter told us that one room was a disc and other was a Girls dance bar. Since the disc was completely empty we thought of trying out the girl’s dance bar. It was truly a dance bar and soon after we entered around 5 girls in Saree which was exposing their hip entered the room and they stood in front of us. They didn’t start dancing yet but they were shaking their hip and clearly trying to entice us. We were feeling very awkward and I was scared to death. I knew that a dance bar was banned in India and didn’t trust these guys to be doing it legally. Hence we all decided to grab a beer ( KF Strong was Rs. 300) to cover our cover charges and run from here soon. Soon people started to pour in the bar and some looked regular chatting with waiters on their way in. And music also changed to latest item songs. The girls had not yet started dancing as such but they were making more movements. One person among the audience took a bundle of Rs. 10 and gave it to waiter nearby. He started dropping it over the head of a girl who was dancing nearby. This made me more awkward. One that money was being dropped in such a way and two that the girls were dancing like that for the money. Soon around 3 more girls came and they also started dancing. Though most of the girls were around 25-30 years old, I noticed one who looked very young and was probably around 20-22 years old. She was beautiful and to see her in this way made me sad. We soon finished our beers and left. Since one of my friend wanted to drink more and it was just around 8, we decided to go to some other pub. As we had heard about Le Rock and we didnt want to try some other unknown pub, we decided to go to Le Rock. The cover charge there was Rs. 400. We were thinking that we wouldnt be able to drink enough to cover the cover charge. However we paid the cover charge and entered. The ambiance looked perfect for a pub and with Bose woofers near our seat, it made sure that we feel every beat of the song. We decided to order a Tower of beer but since it was not there, we ordered a Pitcher and 3 tequilas. However I refused to have a Tequila and Vivek drank mine. We completed one in no time and Vivek ordered one more. Meanwhile we went on with our photoshoot posing in different poses. I was not very with the service there as we had ordered a Potato basket along with our first pitcher and it was brought to us only after we refused to accept the second pitcher if the potato basket was not served soon. Potato basket was really good, especially with Potato’s cut in shape of round faces and some with cream inside them. By this time my head had already started spinning and I was feeling dizzy. This was the first time I had drank so much and even though I didnt have the Tequila shot but even beer was too much for me. I was trying to hold me as much as possible but clearly alcohol does impair your reaction time. In all we had three beer pitchers and the total bill was Rs. 2472. :). And I thought we wouldnt even make it to Rs. 1200. Anyways on our way back we had a fight with an AutoRickshaw driver. He was trying to cheat us by taking a longer route. We took another Auto and were safely back home. So that was my day out with Vivek and Sunny. Overall a wonderful evening with a great new experience of the dance bar. Dont know if I will want to go there again though.
P.S. Since this is the first time I am accepting publicly that I drink beer, if you are one of my relatives please keep it to yourselves. Others can wait to find it out. 🙂
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One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.
So he invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all took a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realised what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.
With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and trotted off!
Moral: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up!