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staying.thoughts
sibling rivalry
Jun 22nd
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
Purple or orange? Orange or purple?
She looked from one to the other. And back. Then back again.
Someone moved in the far corner, and she whipped around to see what had happened. There was a movement in front of her which she felt, rather than sensed, and she reached out blindly. While turning back to the choice at hand.
The decision had been made for her: she was left with only purple now. Where was the orange?
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“Ammmmaaaaaaaa! Ammmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaa….”
Yes, that was me. Yes, I was whining.
My little sister was bullying me. She wanted my Superman. Actually, she had taken my Superman.
And given my parents absolute lack of concern about my Superman, it didn’t seem like I was getting it back.
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She wanted the orange water-bottle. This purple one was clearly substandard. The cap had come off when she had pulled at it to open. Her elder sister appeared to have an invulnerable bottle. Plus it was orange. Orange was awesome. She looked around, her parents only seemed concerned that she not fall off the table. She had to make them see the point. She pointed at the orange bottle. No reaction. Split-seconds later, she started crying. Out loud. Pointing. And crying. Immediate reactions.
Except her elder sister. Who seemed perfectly content to watch TV while drinking. Out of that awesome orange water-bottle.
“Oh she wants your bottle, P___. Just give it to her. Its ok. See this purple one? Just as good.”
No effect on the older sister.
“She’s a baby, P___. You are older. Give it to her, na. When Daddy says something you’re supposed to obey, right?”
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“Mom, she’s breaking my Superman!”
I was explained to that I was an older brother now. I had to share with my little sister. Plus, she was a little kid. How could she break things? Just watch over her. My mother had to get back to the kitchen, the rasam would boil too much otherwise. In the meanwhile, I should be a good boy and make sure that my sister didn’t get hurt while playing. In fact, if I played with her, I could play with my Superman too.
And so I sat with her and tried to explain how Superman could be made to fly. With his arms upright. Which was taken as an indicator that he should be rattled around while being held by one of those upright hands. Or his cape.
My poor Superman. That cape bit had to hurt. I winced in sympathy.
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The older sister, now orange-bottle-less, sat patiently with the purple bottle that had been cast away. The cap hinge had come apart. She kept trying to get it back in place.. so far no luck.
The orange bottle, in the meanwhile, was happily being sucked out of by our erstwhile heroine. Somehow the water tasted sweeter. She gestured towards her parents with the bottle, receiving indulgent smiles in return. A wide, gap-toothed smile in return from her. And she went back to drinking.
Ah, life.
She glanced at her older sister. Who had managed to put the purple bottle back together. Hmm.. it didn’t look so bad after all. But then..
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I had had the best plan in the world.
It had been to to make Superman fly really far away and really high into another room… only to have him come crashing all the way back to my sister due to interference by my mother. My sister didn’t quite like the idea that he was so far away from her.
Plan B. I attempted to barter Superman for my WWE wrestler action figure. It was proving a hard-sell. She wasn’t interested. Muscles and pose be damned.
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The orange bottle was somewhat empty. That purple one appeared full, the one her sister had been drinking out of. Now it was right there on the table. She idly tossed the orange bottle one way, and reached out for the purple. Crawling. She had it!
Her older sister absently reached back for the bottle… and found it gone.
“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…”
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I watched the mother put the orange bottle away, while the father swung the yelling baby off the table. The older sister sat content with the purple bottle, which she now shook tauntingly at the baby who was looking back while being carried away. Fresh sobs and yells. Exasperated admonishment from the mother: “P___, don’t! I’ll take that one away too!”
I smiled at the mother when she looked at me with a half-smile of exasperation, realizing that I had been privy to the drama. “I never won battles with my younger sister either.”, I said, as I left.
My younger sister always did get to keep my Superman. Until she pulled his arm off, after which he was discarded thoughtlessly. I never did manage to fix him, or restore him to his former double-handed flying glory.
War causes the most destruction to those most innocent, after all
True story.
“my” ada lovelace(s)
Mar 24th
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
There were many options that struck me when I heard of Ada Lovelace Day (HT: Raghu). At first, I wanted to take the safe options and just write about Blissenobiarella or Dors Venabili. To celebrate fictional characters, who are not really women scientists or engineers either, didn’t seem to ring true with the spirit of the day, though. So here we go.
Off the top of my head, the Society of Women Engineers (SWE) comes to mind. Every year, our lab takes part in the annual SWE showcase at Rutgers.. and I’ve watched it grow from a small perfunctory meeting, to an evening where Rutgers research shows off to a significant number of people that show up. My own lab was first represented by 4 guys hanging around a desk with a poster.. we have as many women there now to represent our lab’s work. Whether by accident or design, the SWE is having an effect on publicizing women researchers (And no, I wasn’t just going because I got to.. erm.. look around).
Which brings me to Grace Hopper, who, I’m ashamed to say, I heard of only because of the Grace Hopper celebration of Women in Computing. Rear Admiral Hopper pretty much invented IT as we know it today, by virtually inventing programming, compiling and debugging (you’ve heard the story of the moth in Mark I?) It would behoove us to remember her every now and then.
Talking of the Grace Hopper celebration brings me to the fact that it seemed a little weird that such a thing had to exist; I confess I am naive enough to believe that there are a lot of women in computing. There aren’t, I believe the meeting hosts only 2000-4000(?) women every year, which is a tiny tiny number. That I know women who attend this meeting is in itself against the odds of probability — consider the number of women in science and engineering, the number of women who will attend it, and on top of that the number of women who I know. Which brings me to Gayatree, Pallavi, Shannon, and Rachel — all women in computing-related fields at Rutgers, all deserving of praise for what they have achieved. Especially so when I consider their varied backgrounds, only one of them is an actual computer scientist. That they are on the cutting edge of biomedical computing/pattern recognition research says a lot of what they can do.
The Grace Hopper page is partially funded by the Anita Borg institute, which reminded me of Kriti, a finalist in the eponymous scholarship back in 2008. Oh no, not another woman computer engineer, you might exclaim. Suffice to say that Kriti is by far one of the smartest individuals I have ever met. I still remember her being one of the few people who actually knew what the hell she was studying in college (I certainly had no clue). She’s into her PhD now which appears to be drifting more into computational biology than anything else, having first skipped through general IT and data mining so far.
One other woman comes to mind, my computer science teacher from school: Jayanthi miss. Who was more frank about how good or bad we were than any other teacher I knew. She taught me an invaluable lesson while we discussed a question which I had answered with an unnecessarily complicated solution: “Satish, it may make sense to me now when you’ve explained it… but don’t assume you’ll always get to do that. This could just have been a ___ solution, why complicate matters?” Yes, Occam’s razor indeed. When I was in the 8th grade. Even then, it took me a while to realize that lesson.
And finally, the missus. Why? Because it has been a while since I gave a shout out to her. Because she is a woman who has worked in multiple fields of science, engineering, and technology — all successfully. Because she is geeky enough to have GMail stickers on her laptop. Because she is my personal tech heroine.
And that’s all there is to say about that.
sachinism, the current religion of the indi-net
Feb 24th
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
Stuff that struck me while reading about Sachin Tendulkar’s nearly unbelievable* feat, most of which will be repeated everywhere I look over the next few days/weeks:
- On this day 21 years ago He completed a 664-run partnership with Kambli. Twenty-f*ckin-one.
- His 200 contained 25 boundaries (the most by a single batsman in an ODI till date) and 3 sixes. The entire RSA team innings (in reply) had 30 boundaries and 3 sixes.
- He has scored 93 international centuries (combining test and ODI cricket) until today. There was a time when He decimated an Australian team for a whole summer (yes, the great Sharjah innings), which was when I started believing that He would score over a 100 centuries before He retired. That day is nigh.
- His closest competitors today (in terms of statistics) have to currently make
- Tests: 1588 runs to catch up His total of 13447, 8 centuries to catch up His total of 47.
- ODIs: 4170 runs to catch up with 17598, 17 centuries to catch up with 46.
- He made an impeccable, near-perfect 175 while chasing Australia in Hyderabad last year.. only to have the Indian team let Him down and choke once He was out. I remember defending him when people said that the innings was typical Tendulkar – the century was great, but no use if He never finishes what He starts. I wonder if.. somehow.. RSA had successfully chased 400 (they’ve done it before), how sweet would this 200 be for the ungrateful Indian cricket fan?
- The fact that He does not make the ICC list of the best players of all-time in either Tests or ODIs has to now rank as one of the biggest egg-on-your-face (or idiotic) statements until date for the ICC. For a man who is redefining every batting record there is every time He takes guard, a man who has surpassed His contemporaries in both longevity and performance… I guess He doesn’t need the ranking to make His mark in cricket history.
I ask you, does He really have to worry about never lifting a World Cup on India’s behalf? Can we quit wondering aloud about His performance every time He doesn’t make a century?
Will we ever get over Him?
Side note: I noticed that the statistically top batsmen who are still playing cricket today are all 34+ (age in brackets): Jayasuriya (40), Ponting (35), Tendulkar (37), Gibbs (36), Kallis (34). This is to be expected, given the amount of cricket these people have played in their lifetime… but it appears the old guard is never going to make way for a new one.
*I say “nearly unbelievable”, because it is Sachin after all. One can believe that He can pull it off.**
**Yes, the capitalization of ‘H’ is intentional. God, after all.
the year it all started changing
Dec 31st
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
That sums up how I see 2009.
Consider if you will: Engagement. Proposal (to the missus, and to my PhD committee). Those each warrant as epochal all on their own.
They are overshadowed in my mind by what is to happen in 2010.. so this post may seem a little distracted.
I’ve seen “at the end of this decade” posts galore. Movies. Books. Events. Photos. Music. Acting. Games. Comics. You name it. Somehow this decade appears to need a lot of summing up. I had some things I wanted to sum up too.. all from my own point of view. I don’t know if I’ll ever get round to doing it.
My own current post remains to be about the year just past though. ‘Engagement’ and ‘Proposal’ do a fair job of summing it up majorly, as I’ve mentioned. Minorly… I actually have to go back to archives to see what “minor” events are there to talk about. This year saw a lot of me talking about how I have nothing to talk about. And that there are a lot of things I want to talk about, but am too lazy to blog about. I started talking more “tech” too – in fact, my frustration with my (nearly dead) HP laptop has been the cynosure of a lot of eyes recently. I have learnt some degree of photography and I have to take it more seriously if I don’t want it to languish like so many other things (like this blog). I’ve written a lot more about movies than ever before. Pretty much summed up/reviewed/critiqued every movie I’ve seen this year. Which reminds me that ‘Paa’ is decent, ’3 Idiots’ is fun and ‘Sherlock Holmes’ is awesome due to RDJ.
See what I mean?
Personally – there have been drastic changes. A lot of which have happened without me realizing it explicitly. Nothing for the bad, as a lot of them are due to the missus… but when I sit back and think about it now, it feels… strange. Awefome, but strange. I may have mentioned this before, but growing up is something I always thought happened like a superhero changing into his costume – some kind of illuminating flash, and you’re knowledgeable in some new way. It is almost wondrous to realize that you’ve learnt stuff without the flash of illuminating light, that you’ve grown up, that people see you as ‘grown up’. At least to some extent. I do still read comic books after all.
As said in my movie of the year (for which I have pretty much gotten the dialogue by rote): “Aife aife kaife kaife ho gaya…aur kaife kaife aife aife ho gaya.”
Have a good ‘un, all. A great ‘un lurks around the corner.
windows 7 – quirks, quips and quarks
Oct 20th
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
So I finally moved to Windows 7 on one of the machines I use regularly. It wasn’t without its share of weird-ass issues – I don’t think any M$ OS can be without its quirks. Not issues/problems, mind you. Quirks. I will try to update this based on what else I figure out in the future as well. I’m not attempting a detailed critique of what its like, there are ton-loads of such reviews online (most comprehensively, here). I’m merely noting stuff that stood out to me, personally. I’ll try not to degenerate to ranting or raving about anything.
- It started out with problems in just trying to upgrade the damn OS. I have Vista x64 installed – I should be able to upgrade it to Windows 7 x64 directly. After a whole lot of confusion about the disc image available from the university, I finally managed to get one that works. Pop-in, click-through basic blah-blah, wait for 5 minutes while it does some kind of analysis… and ping! Error message. Random unknown error that I saw a lot of online. Never got round to solving it though.

Why? ‘Coz I then restarted. Big mistake.
‘Bootmgr missing’.
Eventually, some searching later, I found a solution on the Windows 7 forums online. This problem apparently happens very randomly, and is generally not fixable. I got lucky – the solution+’Startup Repair’ on the install disc seemed to do the trip. An inauspicious beginning?
- Eventually, I ended up installing a fresh Windows 7 on a separate partition. Zip-zap-zoom, like so many others it only took about 20-30 minutes to have a fully functional Windows installed. Took me a few more hours to actually have it all set up the way I want it, but what the hell. Very zippy, very snappy, very intuitive. Polished. I remember feeling parts of Vista were just brought forward from XP. Not so here. Everything has been shined up just a little bit. The drivers box from Win95 ‘Plug-n-Play’ is still there though. Hard to improve perfection
- After struggling to auto-login to my network share on Windows since XP, I finally have a solution. Til date, the only way to do this was the make the user-name/password for Windows as well as the network share the same. Suboptimal by any standards. The ‘Vault‘ feature in Win7 lets me save a user-name/password for any network drive, or even some random network computer I want to access. Login to Windows -> auto-login to network drive via ‘Vault’ permanent credential. Its not a full-fledged credential manager like Keychain (OS X), which can get confusing. Still pretty cool that there finally is a secure solution to my problem.
- Windows 7 has mucked around with UAC, for god knows what reason. I’ve used Vista for 2-odd years now and personally thought UAC was one of the best ways of ensuring some modicum of security in the mess that is Win-32 (note that Win-64, due to a radical redesign, does not have such problems). I reset it to ‘high’ – which, contrary to what random techblogs say, did not cause me any major hassles at all. Hell, UAC prompted me when Adobe seamlessly tried to install Flash player with nary a prompt when I visited some random page in IE8. Think about just how scary that is if you have your alerts on low – and you won’t know when software is sneakily installed on your computer. Win7 default settings? You’re probably not getting prompted about such installs.
However, all this UAC mucking around means that MiKTeX/TeXnicCenter (for LaTeX) doesn’t work perfectly. Sometimes MiKTeX packages need to be installed on-the-fly as you compile the document. In Vista, during a similar situation, UAC prompted me properly and installed everything beautifully. Apparently something broke (or maybe UAC works differently in Win7), but for all my trying I could not get on-the-fly installs to work in TeXnicCenter+Win7. I had to use some random editor to get the package installed, after which everything has been fine. But something seems amiss there. Whenever I do my next such install of Win7, maybe I’ll know more. - Windows Media Player 12 rocks. Codec support out-of-the-box is astounding to say the least. Interface is sweet too. Minimalistic by default (which is always cool), and elegant when expanded. Did I mention snappy? That drudgy mess called iTunes is shown up for the.. well.. drudgy cludgy mess that it is.

- Libraries and Win7. The start of the elusive WinFS. The idea is smart. Aggregate content from multiple folders into a single view (library). Folders can exist on multiple drives. But not just anywhere. You can’t add folders to a library which are located on a network drive. If you want to add them, according to Windows Help, you have to make the network folder available offline, so that they can be indexed. Also known as maintaining a copy of the folder on your local computer. Which is automagically synced at various times with the network share.
Yes, you read it right. M$ wants you to save whatever network folder on your local computer if you want to add it to a library. The only way to ensure that Windows can monitor it correctly.
However, that said, hidden inside WMP > Organize > Libraries, is a dialog box that looks exactly like the ‘Add folders to library dialog box’ from Explorer, but lets you add any damn folder to the library! And folders thus added are easily indexed by WMP. Explorer remains pissy and won’t show you meta-data info for such files/folders, going far as to say that all Library features are not supported for “some included folders” (i.e. my network locations). You’d think that if WMP can index it, Explorer can display the meta-data too… but it doesn’t work that way. However I have a single navigable interface in in my Library for folders on any drive connected to my computer (network and non-network), and thats all that matters I guess. This mainly applies to music and videos.
[In my graphic is the error you get if you add network folders via Explorer on the left, and the successful result of adding network folders via WMP on the right.] - Update: Default power settings are to put the computer to sleep in 20 minutes and switch off hard drives in 10. Why? Aggressive eco-friendliness? You’d think they would ask you about such things, or at least set acceptable defaults. WTF is 10 minutes of idling? Resuming from sleep is instantaneous though. Unlike Vista which would lag just a little bit.

Maybe more. Maybe soon. Don’t hold your breath.
i should just title this r.i.p. staying.cool
Sep 21st
Posted by SEV in staying.thoughts
Among other things, the probability that random ideas pop into my head has dwindled down to zero. Which makes it a little hard to maintain a space that was somehow meant to ensure that I do not lose touch with writing. Now that I think about it, my blog will turn 5 in a month. And here I am writing about how I have nothing to write about – for the umpteenth time. There was meant to be some kind of weekly post thing going on here – which has not taken off. A large majority of posts since then have actually pretty much been mere placeholders. So I can see that my post-count is at a steady 6-8 posts a month.
I have been struggling to find a voice/tack for my blog in recent times. Indeed, going a little further back to the start of this year I see that most posts are either (1) updates about my life, highlighting what interesting things have happened to me recently, (2) movie reviews, (3) frustration at something techie, (4) non-posts lamenting the fact that – well – I have nothing to post about, (5) random news-links to fill up space, (6) recollection/memory posts. I’m pretty sure that if I continue down a little further back to a years’ worth of posts – I’ll pretty much find the same trend. I shouldn’t be very shocked – my blog has been degenerating for some time – but I am.
Yes, yes, this counts as a non-post as well.
This absolute lack of inspiration is scary. I had this page open for most of yesterday, and what I’m writing right now is the best I could come up with. Nothing else. Nada. I can see I have over 180 subscriptions in my Reader (comprising techie, movie, random, news, comment, photo, and digg feeds). None of them gave me requisite amounts of inspiration. Any thoughts I did have about posting on a topic ended in one of two thought processes: (1) Dammit, there are a crap-load of posts about it already, (2) I really don’t know enough to write about it. Yes, this is in spite of Reading about it.
Somehow I don’t feel like throwing in the towel just yet. I keep believing the fact that my blog has not been posted to in a while will eventually result my being shamed into sheer inspired genius. Even though what actually happens is that I end up writing an absolute pointless post like this one. All this Reading, and keeping in touch with current trends – and I have nothing to say about any of them beyond the 4 line comments I put up on Reader shared items. Apparently.
Maybe that is what my posts have to evolve into. Selected shared items from my Reader with my opinion/comments appended. Would keep my blog alive. And any random thoughts that do occur to me on the myriad things I Read about are blogged. Giving reason for this space to live. Maybe some of them will expand into proper “commentary” posts too.
Now that I think about it, that actually seems like a cool idea: Reader-blogging.
I have one other idea, which involves a little more effort on my part. We’ll see how it goes.
Update: Turns out Reader’s nifty ‘Send To:’ feature comes in handy for this kind of thing. Its way nicer than using Postie, mostly because stripping out all the Google Reader header/footer in an email is hard. Plus, links to the original article are better than full-text. My only issue: Reader defaults to using the feed link (based on Google’s feedproxy server mostly) or else a bit.ly link. Both of which seem suboptimal. But the ‘Press This‘ functionality means I can play with these things however I want. Lets see how it goes. Have to remember to use it now




