tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61412476670661042302024-02-02T22:55:15.040+05:30Incoherent RamblingsSoumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-14531094979275458262009-12-31T21:54:00.003+05:302009-12-31T22:45:09.382+05:30United: A Mid Term Review 2009-10<div style="text-align: justify;">Well, I am just going to take a short break from my self-imposed "permanent" hiatus on blogger with this one-off post about Manchester United's prospects this season. So much has been said about the club and its prospects - some true, some quite fantastic to say the least. At the end of the day, as the old saying goes, it is the performance on the football pitch that counts and that is what I shall be trying to make sense of (from a diehard fan's perspective).<br /><br />2009 was a reasonably successful year for United yet again. Last season ended on the most bitter of notes with the 2-0 thrashing at the hands of Barcelona in the Champions League final and kind of soured another successful campaign. Suddenly, everyone forgot about the 11th Premier League win and the victory in the two less prestigious trophies (I mean, come on, do you seriously believe I'd rank the Carling Cup victory as a watershed moment, especially with it being treated by us as the Worthless Cup not more than a decade earlier?) However, the worst thing about the Champions League defeat was not so much in the loss itself, but in the seemingly huge gulf in class that was visible between United and Barca. All credit to the Catalans, they had probably the best season by a club in modern times and their success was somehow regarded as evidence of United's failings. On top of that, we had Cristiano Ronaldo and Carlos Tevez departing over the summer. No wonder then that all the pundits proclaimed doom and gloom for us in the pre-season predictions. So how have we fared till now?<br /><br />Let's regard the tournaments one by one:<br /><ul><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Premier League</span>: To say that we have underperformed is an understatement. United have only fired in fits and bursts and spurts. We haven't been helped by a decimated defence either. No one has ever won 4 league titles in a row in English football history, but the fact that United are only two points off the pace at this stage of the season augurs reasonably well. If we can put together a run in the latter half of the campaign like we usually do, a 19th league title (beating Liverpool's earlier record) won't look as impossible as the <span style="font-style: italic;">experts <span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>had us believe pre-season.</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">FA Cup</span>: Sunday is a mouth-watering clash between United and Leeds United at Old Trafford. This will be a especially evocative memory for me, because I was fully converted into a diehard United supporter when I saw United beating Leeds 3-2 at home during the treble season. The FA Cup has lately proven the hardest to win for us (the last time we won it was in 2004) and nothing would please fans like me more (aside from the League title and the Champions League title :P) than to see us extend our record number of wins in the FA Cup to 12.</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Champions League</span>: The yardstick against which Fergie has measured this latest great time of his, has been AC Milan. It was in 2005 after the consecutive 1-0 losses away and at home to Milan that everyone probably realized that the team of van Nistelrooy, Keane, Solskjaer and all wouldn't win the European Cup. 2007 saw us snatch a memorable last-gasp victory at Old Trafford but Milan gave us a footballing lesson in the return leg (in much the same way as Barca did last season) Beckham's return would be an attraction here, but it would be interesting to see whether United manage to overcome Milan for the first time over two legs (it would also be the first time that they probably start with the tag of favourites for a two-legged fixture against Milan). Another Champions League triumph probably doesn't look likely on current form, but the Milan fixture would be crucial in determining how far we can go this year.</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">League Cup</span>: We are up against the noisy neighbours in the semi-finals. I do hope that Fergie continues fielding a predominantly young team even against City. God knows that the likes of Gibson, Macheda, Welbeck, Fabio, de Laet and Obertan need big game experience.</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;">THE PLAYERS:</span><br />Cristiano Ronaldo has been a huge loss, whereas I am still undecided on Tevez. The best players this season by far have been <span style="font-weight: bold;">Rooney</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Giggs</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Fletcher</span>. Enough has been said about the m this season for me to choose to not add my own to cents of opinion.<br /><br />However, I have been equally impressed by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Valencia</span>'s contribution. While he doesn't come remotely close to Ronaldo's contribution to the team, he has made his presence felt in his own way. Good pace, reasonably accurate crossing and the ability to track back and defend quite decently - all of these have been on show over the course of half a season; plus his goal-scoring record is already as good as his record at Wigan (7 goals from 28 appearances in comparison to 89 appearances at Wigan)<br /><br />Berbatov continues to be an enigma. There seems to be an intermittent pattern of great/good performances in a couple of matches on the trot following by frustrating performances in the following ones. But I am one of the believers in the Bulgarian's ability and am backing him to come into his own in the second half of this season, especially if he remains injury-free.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">THE DISAPPOINTMENTS:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nani </span>is surely on his way out; he seems to have adopted everything that was frustrating about Ronaldo, while conveniently failing to emulate his work ethic and bravery on the field.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ferdinand </span>has been injury-prone, while <span style="font-weight: bold;">Vidic </span>has not really been at his commanding best. Although it must be said that he seems to be inching back into form over the last few matches.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">THE NEW SIGNINGS:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Michael Owen </span>won us over with his last-gasp winner against City and then with his hat-trick at Wolfsburg but he hasn't been scoring as often as everyone at United would like. Still a 50-50 signing for me, since he hasn't been given too many chances by Fergie.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Obertan </span>seems like one for the future. One to watch out for...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Valencia</span>, for me has been a decent success, and he has established for himself a great platform from which to launch himself into the pantheon of great United wingers.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">BEST MATCH:</span><br />Definitely the Manchester derby. Defensive mistakes cost us two goals but the truth is that our attacking display in the second half was as good as it has been all season. It encapsulated all that is good (and even all that is frustrating) about United. And yes, the experience when Owen's shot went in was almost orgasmic.<br /><br />Honourable mentions must also be made of the match at White Hart Lane against Tottenham (where we came back from conceding an early goal to beating the high-flying Spurs 3-1), and the home match against Wigan Athletic (5-0 to United).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GOALS OF THE SEASON:</span><br />1. Darron Gibson against West Ham United at Upton Park - brilliant long-range efforts just like his two goals against Tottenham in the League Cup.<br />2. Wayne Rooney against Tottenham at White Hart Lane - wonderful pass by Fletcher from the half-way line to release Rooney who did everything right (including nutmegging a defender) to secure three points<br />3. Michael Owen for THE GOAL in the Manchester Derby - slide rule pass by Giggs was followed by a nerveless finish.<br /><br />Honourable mentions must be made of Berbatov's two goals - against Sunderland and Blackburn as well.<br /><br />Finally, I must say that United made a habit out of winning on the minimum last season. Signs are that we are less solid defensively this season, but that is also encouraging our attackers to score more goals this time around. Hopefully, I'll be writing something about another successful season this time next year (looking back on a very very successful and joyous 2010 for all United fans).<br /><br />Happy new year to all of you! And "GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED"!!<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-67920105953671721632009-01-01T21:17:00.002+05:302009-01-02T08:29:59.802+05:302009<div style="text-align: justify;">This weird-shit custom of celebrating the "new year" has always bewildered me. I mean, do people really need an opportunity to celebrate "a day" and get sloshed while enjoying the same? But then again, that is just me being cynical...<br /><br />Here are some of the things that may happen in the new year -<br /><ul><li>Chances of some new scandal/ weird once in a college lifetime incident hitting the BITSian headlines while the 2006 batch remains in the 3rd year - <span style="font-style: italic;">Very high</span></li><li>Probability of attending more than half of my classes at college - <span style="font-style: italic;">Zero</span></li><li>Likelihood of getting a job offer - <span style="font-style: italic;">High</span>, especially since it's going to be the placement season come August and BITS Pilani does offer highly <span style="font-style: italic;">saleable </span>degrees</li><li>Likelihood of the disappearance of my new-found optimism - <span style="font-style: italic;">Quite High</span>, I am calling upon historical occurrences to reach a conclusion here :P </li><li>Probability of feeding and sustaining my own cynicism and narcissism - Doesn't this post answer that for itself? ;)<br /></li></ul> </div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com70tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-13932543062992465922008-12-25T20:07:00.002+05:302008-12-25T20:47:14.669+05:30Overwhelmed by Nature<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes, you just need a trip into nature's beautiful garden to realize that the world isn't so depressing after all...Pics from a family trip to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pachmarhi">Pachmarhi</a>...<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eWOb-RQXcqtnKSaEWYVPvUbLc0iGkOyA-yiq0rpLGgmI_8guuJ1OMzjgiyPe4qhC9FwIMAQkqdFY_ToxvPB22pO8CrVbZix08wmZx7powXBOZj9rKSxZdymPkfDx1VPDe10NwJXqAC2s/s1600-h/DSC01835.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eWOb-RQXcqtnKSaEWYVPvUbLc0iGkOyA-yiq0rpLGgmI_8guuJ1OMzjgiyPe4qhC9FwIMAQkqdFY_ToxvPB22pO8CrVbZix08wmZx7powXBOZj9rKSxZdymPkfDx1VPDe10NwJXqAC2s/s400/DSC01835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283739522574222642" border="0" /></a><br />Rock Formation at Jatashankar<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K9P0TY9VY4nJAi5i9BAIYv1GMGh6enEL0O88wKyGfLpIQaTI69w7y7QxLb1arJG7TEQdSzFkiUygZcKTXH6fW3bXiJA59moQEpnEORGFrlH13d7Q6v6QPhE2CWn-iZWAcKD19Lqr8rVS/s1600-h/DSC01830.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_K9P0TY9VY4nJAi5i9BAIYv1GMGh6enEL0O88wKyGfLpIQaTI69w7y7QxLb1arJG7TEQdSzFkiUygZcKTXH6fW3bXiJA59moQEpnEORGFrlH13d7Q6v6QPhE2CWn-iZWAcKD19Lqr8rVS/s400/DSC01830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283739515306492386" border="0" /></a><br />Pachamarhi Lake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbvM_xKtUB15KF9rDIT1JzveeohmK93uQNJSld8AL3cZOOFg8YwtpUWWG6x3z2IhA82l9_LCex2B_23pmKf5I_Obbf7i_3rRZR2Gn2YOw4z8Y-B4UlgxIJesEzd7Inti32nfvDXn9fwnU/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbvM_xKtUB15KF9rDIT1JzveeohmK93uQNJSld8AL3cZOOFg8YwtpUWWG6x3z2IhA82l9_LCex2B_23pmKf5I_Obbf7i_3rRZR2Gn2YOw4z8Y-B4UlgxIJesEzd7Inti32nfvDXn9fwnU/s400/DSC01749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283739509143191154" border="0" /></a><br />Panchali Kund<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBnWqKjaJtM-NBhRqwLlw-gsuRbeue2lY0aNX50oFfAqBdByOqJlIyueEz5tZqZidq4OCmiLHktedF3oZCx9tzJXfsn9uwT6fyBS6ZSlvX5sfLQQPd_gSjIxPAfblk_XlHEKtIijkl_fXl/s1600-h/DSC01820.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBnWqKjaJtM-NBhRqwLlw-gsuRbeue2lY0aNX50oFfAqBdByOqJlIyueEz5tZqZidq4OCmiLHktedF3oZCx9tzJXfsn9uwT6fyBS6ZSlvX5sfLQQPd_gSjIxPAfblk_XlHEKtIijkl_fXl/s400/DSC01820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283739504439702450" border="0" /></a><br />Apsara Falls<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67tDf04WHTKWF8ny1SquRw3oeDniN1N_SMNW9C2jPOfXf02UXWV-wXsyKKs27YR0a5qnmWZL_9GJ_ekgUelig2uKeIYk9g4VzdBDmlRIeM4po1U4FsItdxMw3p9v1dBunUogebzvqjkCg/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67tDf04WHTKWF8ny1SquRw3oeDniN1N_SMNW9C2jPOfXf02UXWV-wXsyKKs27YR0a5qnmWZL_9GJ_ekgUelig2uKeIYk9g4VzdBDmlRIeM4po1U4FsItdxMw3p9v1dBunUogebzvqjkCg/s400/DSC01816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283739501126822130" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-425857206111820892008-12-25T20:00:00.003+05:302008-12-25T20:49:43.122+05:30Some More Pics<div style="text-align: center;">At Reech Caves<br />(Reech is Hindi for Bear)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4mwfgPUTqRv_0USysZ_E52ElVh8yYqE5vJLAbdC_TLvbE_OzN1rQ_y8NR_9FQN0cJCHj2vnjt5qdFHanhBrP4hIyoitHQPc8dKXQje7Lzrc-P2CiK1FJikSikt7xW3DBQ7rYNMJqMOxW/s1600-h/DSC01880.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4mwfgPUTqRv_0USysZ_E52ElVh8yYqE5vJLAbdC_TLvbE_OzN1rQ_y8NR_9FQN0cJCHj2vnjt5qdFHanhBrP4hIyoitHQPc8dKXQje7Lzrc-P2CiK1FJikSikt7xW3DBQ7rYNMJqMOxW/s400/DSC01880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741429589568466" border="0" /></a><br />Bee Falls<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSnkH60LpmhaC3REC3tgj2UlbkgWOle_POBbKOUINvouQYo3fC3tMQpxtwAK2PCyK45JQU0s04ODo5fVlveTD7DniKrW7aCqZkPL1Y_2rxQZk2x4AKNHZD-eLYPyJFIYFvPaL2HRCBvoh/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSnkH60LpmhaC3REC3tgj2UlbkgWOle_POBbKOUINvouQYo3fC3tMQpxtwAK2PCyK45JQU0s04ODo5fVlveTD7DniKrW7aCqZkPL1Y_2rxQZk2x4AKNHZD-eLYPyJFIYFvPaL2HRCBvoh/s400/DSC01862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741422907167474" border="0" /></a><br />Bee Falls Part Deux...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpL6ZHYbozkDupHcKmiP_2upkUqRXVKTKJH0Wr1PIe-tvY3z-78H7nS926Dyecu5gvFUxhNvZqDyhtCJXNjGVGI9Cx8R2NZc0-DyLMi9oAd8q0e7qRMdxVzWS4d6vZng_gzOtB9-0pua8/s1600-h/DSC01863.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpL6ZHYbozkDupHcKmiP_2upkUqRXVKTKJH0Wr1PIe-tvY3z-78H7nS926Dyecu5gvFUxhNvZqDyhtCJXNjGVGI9Cx8R2NZc0-DyLMi9oAd8q0e7qRMdxVzWS4d6vZng_gzOtB9-0pua8/s400/DSC01863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741413050773890" border="0" /></a><br />Bee Falls Again...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9921tbOCDlsJNTHdHhwMvzpu9fNTFJWJehhXQL4IoVZ6xMFhE9t-5VXxEjHjmfGrwWZ5_tXaoY-m7GQn1sSikrn61pHDqd-RNlIyMxraO2ZTcCkAQorvnQGDBZpUBm00aAIDWjOAad6Bv/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9921tbOCDlsJNTHdHhwMvzpu9fNTFJWJehhXQL4IoVZ6xMFhE9t-5VXxEjHjmfGrwWZ5_tXaoY-m7GQn1sSikrn61pHDqd-RNlIyMxraO2ZTcCkAQorvnQGDBZpUBm00aAIDWjOAad6Bv/s400/DSC01841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741408855916674" border="0" /></a><br />Reech Caves Pic Deux<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiaH1u6w065XHv8JDh8DarA1tC6fiQg_yfNnbtS3nIL4Xi7LdIW1fwoWHGSsFdjW-hOIAOz_RQhzrmFwJkquJfTMiqC0LBBOsvCoYJbGqyoFXF47iA2S3Lw7QYYBWG3qXblCZ839PLz6K_/s1600-h/DSC01838.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiaH1u6w065XHv8JDh8DarA1tC6fiQg_yfNnbtS3nIL4Xi7LdIW1fwoWHGSsFdjW-hOIAOz_RQhzrmFwJkquJfTMiqC0LBBOsvCoYJbGqyoFXF47iA2S3Lw7QYYBWG3qXblCZ839PLz6K_/s400/DSC01838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741406512383554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-77658274091445871962008-12-25T19:56:00.001+05:302008-12-25T20:54:53.064+05:30And Some More Pics...The Last Lot<div style="text-align: center;">Denva River Flowing Through a Valley<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysh66Jae7iyMMdJGRMwtH3CEsZRkWKRRvB7h1dDN_hnPiqPEUzPzSSJ8wkSRBL5mBeV0WoSAsPRFugRvT14tZn08jwNsANhSMnhEZBCc3vPNxFIxbell-VNNOypKhznUam8NXpTk8TxFf/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysh66Jae7iyMMdJGRMwtH3CEsZRkWKRRvB7h1dDN_hnPiqPEUzPzSSJ8wkSRBL5mBeV0WoSAsPRFugRvT14tZn08jwNsANhSMnhEZBCc3vPNxFIxbell-VNNOypKhznUam8NXpTk8TxFf/s400/DSC01937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743257754667826" border="0" /></a><br />Just a Forest...A Common Sight<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH8ewOB0-m-2FEKp2AF0IYrEoWV8iB2YuNj5n49vyL9AkSIxVkfX0iAUG8bQhf8DPX_rSrw7CXfG7bZ33fbt_K7MOfgmqUOwIOqACb_uV0zqMCoroy9-hPpOF_Pcm5ehr3S2PJpHQeFgx/s1600-h/DSC01929.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH8ewOB0-m-2FEKp2AF0IYrEoWV8iB2YuNj5n49vyL9AkSIxVkfX0iAUG8bQhf8DPX_rSrw7CXfG7bZ33fbt_K7MOfgmqUOwIOqACb_uV0zqMCoroy9-hPpOF_Pcm5ehr3S2PJpHQeFgx/s400/DSC01929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743251232552114" border="0" /></a><br />The Satpuras as seen from Mahadeo<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOr8khctMv72n1CUybJdyh1EfRt7QDGgL0uZkIiYrOXhwbYWWpapneMYSEWEPb9Ad2ScHuR71Prx2-KKv_uOb08TtDKGqdMernwZkpjzFYPFKMwr9Yu9tam_BN97enWOfOLVO1UXM9lcgn/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOr8khctMv72n1CUybJdyh1EfRt7QDGgL0uZkIiYrOXhwbYWWpapneMYSEWEPb9Ad2ScHuR71Prx2-KKv_uOb08TtDKGqdMernwZkpjzFYPFKMwr9Yu9tam_BN97enWOfOLVO1UXM9lcgn/s400/DSC01919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743243352429234" border="0" /></a><br />A Tree Finds some Nook to Take Root at Mahadeo<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-7dRMzMXyvHDa3ihNw_IrHNhrUEaDEheXLv2s8CKCrsTVNw81iG3cEpWPvQWY17Ozsik8bKx31VkS_WKDlLMWcE86b8-PkBs6o3MifQXy4r-U08HSrHovnaNq3Msvtmnf1267GgQ0qIq/s1600-h/DSC01915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-7dRMzMXyvHDa3ihNw_IrHNhrUEaDEheXLv2s8CKCrsTVNw81iG3cEpWPvQWY17Ozsik8bKx31VkS_WKDlLMWcE86b8-PkBs6o3MifQXy4r-U08HSrHovnaNq3Msvtmnf1267GgQ0qIq/s400/DSC01915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743237760553250" border="0" /></a><br />Lots of Caves - Mahadeo<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtbMSUjz4sG2VOtJdfpLYnvRsHmwRVoVjWaLPdq-Tlkml2HtJg-tysvuZfts5bG_oWiLdq38_9n-BHvtQr-xylCmMameZT_xyOR4rXRFa_Ipf5BTiYstIQ55kKDAgsgQ81vK0tlM1Xfsi/s1600-h/DSC01911.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtbMSUjz4sG2VOtJdfpLYnvRsHmwRVoVjWaLPdq-Tlkml2HtJg-tysvuZfts5bG_oWiLdq38_9n-BHvtQr-xylCmMameZT_xyOR4rXRFa_Ipf5BTiYstIQ55kKDAgsgQ81vK0tlM1Xfsi/s400/DSC01911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743226708172274" border="0" /></a>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-85349107391367065972008-11-30T11:04:00.002+05:302008-11-30T11:11:39.788+05:30Take Some Time Out...And Listen<div style="text-align: justify;">There is a lot of noise going around these days, with people just queuing up to have their say. Everywhere you look, every day you live, there are even more people joining the "make yourself heard" bandwagon. But in the midst of all these, have we just lost our ability to listen? Listen in terms of hearing and comprehending, not just hearing and filing away into the dark recesses of the brain never to be brought to the surface again. To appreciate all those beautiful thoughts floated once in a while, to take a deep breath and enjoy the magic of silence.<br /><br />I don't know about others, but for me the world is still beautiful. There is still hope and colour and intelligence out there...all you need to do is to earn for yourself a moment of silence...and listen...<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-14307231403371643142008-11-01T16:49:00.003+05:302008-11-01T17:02:18.422+05:30One Joke Here !!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XM62G1_8zHg/SQw8JLbxzsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/acPsSmw2IHg/s1600-h/abc.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XM62G1_8zHg/SQw8JLbxzsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/acPsSmw2IHg/s400/abc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263648192875056834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, saw this today on <a href="http://pandeyvineet.blogspot.com">Vineet</a>'s blog. And so I thought I'd narrate a joke for a change, but then I didn't have any. So I turned to our good friend (and by our, I mean around 60% of the civilized world) Google, which promptly came up with some joke from some site called <a href="http://jokes.comedycentral.com/joke_of_day.aspx">Comedy Central.</a> And the joke goes something like this:<br /><blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><br /> <div class="jokeText" id="auto"> <span style="font-style: italic;">A grade school teacher was asking students what their parents did for a living. "Tim, you're first," she said. "What does your mother do all day?" </span><p style="font-style: italic;"> Tim stood up and proudly said, "She's a doctor." </p><p style="font-style: italic;"> "That's wonderful. How about you, Amie?" Amie shyly stood up, scuffed her feet and said, "My father is a mailman." </p><p style="font-style: italic;"> "Thank you, Amie," said the teacher. "What about your father, Billy?" </p><p style="font-style: italic;"> Billy proudly stood up and announced, "My daddy plays piano in a whorehouse." </p><p style="font-style: italic;"> The teacher was aghast and promptly changed the subject to geography. Later that day she went to Billy's house and rang the bell. Billy''s father answered the door. The teacher explained what his son had said and demanded an explanation. </p><p style="font-style: italic;"> Billy''s father said, "I'm actually an attorney, but how can I explain a thing like that to a seven-year-old?" </p></div></blockquote><div class="jokeText" id="auto"><p></p></div><br /><br />Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaa!!! I hope you liked the joke, because I didn't...<br /><br />P.S. Well, my return to blogging is meaninglessly brought about (finally)<br /><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-73977258602095540212008-09-15T20:42:00.002+05:302008-09-15T20:52:28.093+05:30Feeling Spent<div align="justify">BOSM is just over. Had a lot of fun live blogging during it at <a href="http://bosm2k8.blogspot.com/">http://bosm2k8.blogspot.com</a>. The response we got to the blog was so awesome that watching the matches became just another excuse to do live commentary from the sidelines.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Of course, while I just survived the time during BOSM riding on a wave of club enthu and a rush of adrenaline every time I felt like taking to the field myself, there was another more stark reality to address...the growing apathy I am starting to feel towards anything encroaching on my attempts at trying to make sense out of computer science (It's such a brilliant subject that I am feeling guilty for not spending hours at an end just assimilating it all in)...I guess it's reflecting on my neglect of this blog as well. It's painful to sit and compose posts when I have monthly editorials to vent all my frustrations out. :)</div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-87234490306916516262008-07-10T08:15:00.001+05:302008-07-10T08:16:24.448+05:30The New Cherrapunji??Pilani - the new Cherrapunji!!!<br /><br />Apparently, that's what the guy from the Blue Moon claims... :-)Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-53435219170636147852008-07-08T01:13:00.004+05:302008-07-08T01:33:25.487+05:30Sports Journalism<div style="text-align: justify;">I have a certain affinity for British papers - both of the tabloid and the broadsheet kinds - for they are the best sources of any news on Manchester United. So while I've made it a point to start of my daily internet browsing with BBC Sport, Guardian Sport, Telegraph, Daily Mail and the Independent (usually in the same order) it has also made me blisfully aware of the opinions of many of the best sports writers in business (for the previous term, read James Lawton of the Independent, Henry Winter of the Telegraph and Richard Williams of the Guardian) One only wishes that India had such great sports writers...Unfortunately none of our journalists seem to have enough working knowledge of sports (the only column that I do read comes from Harsha Bhogle) and often, Indian newspapers often resort to lifting articles straight out of their UK counterparts (mainly because both countries seem to follow the same sports to different extents)<br /><br />Of course, the choices of articles are coloured at best - coloured by support, perception and more generally, the Indian mentality which frowns upon almost every sport that boasts of a ball smaller than the red cherry of cricket. So while people coo about the most recent Federer-Nadal final (admittedly, it deserved cooing on the fans' part) and drive themselves mad over Spain's conquest at the Euro (newspapers here called it the return of beauty to football...I guess they haven't followed Fergie's United over the past two years) the most stunning achievement in sport over the last year was conveniently consigned to a most disappointing two-column report in most dailies.<br /><br />In the Olympic year when we will see more fairy-tale stories and scandals than can be counted on our fingers, we have perhaps ignored the greatest achievement of the greatest sportsperson on earth. On 16th June 2008, Tiger Woods completed his 14th major win, competing against the rest of the field - the best golfers in the world - on one good leg. Playing with two stress fractures in his foot, a knee that he said was as painful as it gets (after the tournament of course...he wouldn't dream of giving a quarter to his opponents before or during a major) and rust out of not playing for six weeks before the tournament due to injury, he overcame the odds and won, prompting James Lawton to say, "Wonder of Woods rooted in resolve as much as flashes of divine inspiration."<br /><br />These are the kind of stories that sports journalists should highlight - triumph against the odds, the emphatic statement of a champion on the field of play. Pity though, that people seek sensationalism more than inspiration and sports writers give it to them. So on May 22 in the aftermath of Manchester United's Champions' League victory, most papers preferred to dwell on the indecisiveness of a greedy footballer (I am not criticizing Ronaldo's ability but merely a part of his attitude) instead of the unquenching thirst of the longest-serving club manager in Britain, who despite having re-emphasized his place at the top of the pantheon of great football managers, said, "It drains away quickly for me. The euphoria evaporates almost immediately. The moment of that final penalty save from Edwin van der Sar, that was my moment, my euphoria and excitement, then you just carry on."</div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-81919745112852712592008-07-06T08:13:00.001+05:302008-07-07T08:16:30.849+05:30A Bone of Contention<div style="text-align: justify;">I read something the other day:<br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">"In an ideal world, we would have 'm' parallel tasks and 'm' processors. But since we are not living in the ideal world, we usually have 'm' parallel tasks and 'n' processors where 'n'<'m'. In the former case, we would complete 'm' tasks in t time, where t is the time that a single task will take for completion."</span> </blockquote>I don't know why this statement got me thinking, but there seems to be something wrong with it, and I can't seem to put my finger (literally!) on to it. The proverbial "bone of contention" with this statement seems to be a basic assumption which is usually false in the real-world scenario; the assumption being that all the m parallel tasks being spoken of here are completely independent - as in the memory they access, the buses they send their data on, the processors they use are all different from each other - only then would one get m times the performance of a single-processor system.<br /><br />However, say the tasks aren't completely independent. Let's assume that some of the tasks refer to the same memory space, some of the tasks require information from the results of the other tasks to actually start their own operation. In that case, even if we do have an equal number of processors to the number of tasks at hand, all of them will definitely not be used, which would equate to a wastage of resources.<br /><br />Which brings me to my question,<br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">"Exactly where on the Performance v/s Utilization line is the trade-off between the two deemed acceptable?"</blockquote>Of course, the trade-off point (if I might be allowed to say so) will vary from application to application, depending on the required response time of each application and a million other factors (not literally). So, a better way to phrase the question would be "Is there some way to quantify a minimum ratio (maybe not the right term) or a worst-case relationship between Performance and Resource Utilization? In essence, is there a guarantee that while my performance won't suffer much, my resources will still have to work a minimum amount of time?"<br /><br />Any CSE Gods here care to explain??<br /><br />P.S. Just discovered a strange quirk of the Blogger editor...Apparently you cannot enclose m inside of HTML tags.<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-31239560269481517762008-06-23T08:24:00.004+05:302008-06-23T08:30:04.967+05:30Depression and Addiction: A Superficial Comment<div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote>The best thing about being depressed is that no one really cares if you are depressed or not until you do something so stupid that the world sits up and takes notice.</blockquote>Just to make things clear: No! I am not depressed. It's just a passing thought I came across and somehow I seemed to remember it.<br /><br />I had been suffering from withdrawal symptoms for the past two weeks. The reason: My notebook went into a coma, its power-on circuit apparently screwed. Now that I've got it back, let me tell you one thing....there's no better thing to get addicted to. :P<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-60271411388241603932008-05-29T06:58:00.005+05:302008-05-29T20:58:49.760+05:30Pilani Diary - Part One : An Info Post<div align="justify">The height of geekiness is in looking at a circuit design layout and exclaiming 'Isn't that beautiful?' The height of eagerness is in selecting a project guide without even meeting him. The height of stupidity is in asking questions without knowing what the question is about. The height of professionalism is in...well, I do not know. For all I have done in Practice School-I (or PS-I) as I call it in the past few days, learning about professionalism has hardly been one of those things.<br /><br />Like all other batchmates of mine, I've been spending the last week (the first in a series of eight consecutive weeks) at '<i>work</i>' - where work for me means being a trainee at the <a href="http://ceeri.org/">Central Electronics Engineering Institute, Pilani</a> (CEERI Pilani). So from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. everyday, you can find me working either on Embedded Systems in the Digital Signal Processing laboratory or looking around in the library (they call it the Knowledge Resource Centre in CEERI) searching for information on the assignments at hand.<br /><br />As far as CEERI is concerned, it is a part of the <a href="http://csir.res.in">Council of Scientific and Industrial Research</a> (CSIR), New Delhi and was conceived for the purpose of advanced research and developmentin the field of electronics. With three major focus areas, namely, Microwave Tubes, Semiconductor Devices and Electronic Systems, a lot of good work is going on in various fields like Integrated Circuit design, Smart Materials and Nanoelectronics.<br /><br />Overall, with seven days of good weather along with a bit of learning and a lot of fun have made for an interesting start to PS-I. Hopefully, Part Two of this Pilani Diary will be a similar upbeat and interested tone...<br /><br /><i>P.S. On a different note, for those of you interested in the current debate over rising food prices, read Prof. Amartya Sen's views <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/28/opinion/28sen.html?ex=1369713600&en=38629dd4c7d62120&ei=5124&partner=permalink&exprod=permalink">here</a>.</i><br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-53890433105978354812008-05-27T16:40:00.003+05:302008-05-27T17:23:53.973+05:30Pilani Travelogue...The Prelude to Pilani Diary<div style="text-align: justify;">Well, I am not dead...not yet anyways. The weather Gods have been kind and the days from the 22nd till now have alternated between making me apprehensive about the onset of the summer heat for real and enjoying the dust-storms and the thunderstorms being thrown this way - I have counted three of those since I reached here less than a week back (not that I am complaining!)<br /><br />And so it is that after six days, I have finally found the necessary energy to write about my journey from Delhi to Pilani. And I am going to make this a balanced, colourless and bland account of the entire thing, that I can guarantee.<br /><br />The journey to Pilani in itself was interesting - it was the first time I was travelling alone from my home to BITS (usually I am a part of a group of at least twenty). Of course, I had a fellow passenger who hailed from the nearby town of Bagar and he promptly began listing the names of all the famous Indian businessmen (or rather business families) who hail from the region around Pilani. Then came the usual running around Delhi trying to get a bus to Pilani (although this time I had taken a refill at McDonalds :) ). Of course, it didn't help that it had rained cats and dogs earlier in the day; so what I got was two buses which were supposed to turn up not turning up (of course, buses don't turn up by themselves, but I reckon everybody but the daftest person would have caught my drift).<br /><br />So...what I ended up doing was take a bus from Delhi to Bhiwani (which is 80 km from Pilani) in the hope that I'd get another bus from there to my destination. Of course, like all other things that happened on the day, the decision turned out to be bad, very bad...If sitting through two successive B-grade Hindi movies from the 80s that had 60-year old passengers leering at the slightest show of skin of the female kind (well there is only one kind of skin though, isn't there) wasn't enough, the journey which should have taken three hours took four and a half hours. So there I was in Bhiwani having missed the last bus to Pilani (God, everything rhymes!!!!) and better still, the bus stand was closed because of waterlogging due to incessant rains (in the middle of the summer).<br /><br />So after waiting at an unknown place in the midst of unknown people with no idea of how to go forward, I had to resort to trying hitch-hiking for the first time in my life. So the thumbs came out (though I doubt half of the cars with defective headlights would have seen them) and after an hour of desperate courting of the few who actually stopped, I found myself inside the cabin of a truck with ten other guys - the ten included the driver and his companion.<br /><br />What followed was a cat-and-mouse game of "Bend your arms and cringe your nose and breathe in to contract your chest and create a millimetre more of space". One has to actually experience it to actually realize the level of expertise that can be attained in this game in two hours of a tiresome journey. Of course, I think I might have won since I was dropped off at the outskirts of Pilani in one piece. It was a closely-fought encounter and I had aches and pain for the next three days to attest for that.<br /><br />Nice, wasn't it???<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-74492083574897601542008-05-20T15:40:00.003+05:302008-05-20T15:54:02.335+05:30In Transition<div style="text-align: justify;">After a long while, a change in looks seems to be the order. Evidently, I have little time left before I catch a train from my hometown back to Pilani, for what would be the start to my 6 weeks as a Practice School student at CEERI, Pilani. So, the completion to this change will have to span two days and thirteen hundred kilometres...In short, lemme get back to Pilani first... :-)<br /><br />Of course, a drawback of the timing of my journey and my subsequent stay at Pilani is that I'll miss the Champions' League Final on 21st night (or more accurately, early morning on the 22nd here in India) between Manchester United and Chelsea at the Luzhniki Stadium, Moscow. Of course, I am not predicting anything for the risk of tempting fate.<br /><br />Anyways, see you at the end of this transition...<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-87800688886229901002008-05-09T08:09:00.005+05:302008-05-09T08:50:37.024+05:30Being a BITSian<div style="text-align: justify;">Of course, it is very difficult to actually define something that stays with you every waking moment and has done for the past two years (nearly :-) ) It is incredibly complicated when someone talks about a common thread that links you, your friends, your bhawan mates, your fellow college students and everybody else studying on campus, as well as thousands of others who have passed out of the university - some last year, others thirty years before that. Surely such an incredible number of people with different backgrounds, current geographical locations, different jobs (and job descriptions) cannot have a culture in common; plus for the current on-campus students, there is also the small matter of a limited field of vision, a bias that creeps in due to nine months spent in the middle of nowhere among people who have to do the same thing themselves.<br /><br />But being a BITSian is beyond the regular whines about the location of Pilani, the animated discussions about course averages (or rather Av<span style="font-style: italic;">s</span> I should say), the futile attempts and unfulfilled resolutions pertaining to attending classes, the rush felt on getting up at 8.57 and realizing there is a class at 9 (a class with an evaluative component of course), the realization on entering the exam hall that the open-book test you're about to give is actually a closed book one, the arbitrarily occurring moments of wing enthu where break into hysterics (usually happens on the eve of exams), the birthday bumps, the growing immunity from outcomes and other countless other things. Maybe, the BITSian spirit is what you get when you put four thousand students still confused about whether - on the threshold of adulthood - they should act like smitten, crazy, desperate-to-get-a-girl/guy teenagers or mature, serious adults or in between.<br /><br />But what makes the experience special is that through every moment you live here, for all the grievances and ill-will you harbour against the entire BITSian system, you can't help but develop loyalty towards the BITSian tag. For it is your identity. For all your claims to indifference, detachment, escapism and whatever, the tag sticks to you as soon as you enter the gates of the campus as a gullible, slightly apprehensive (in some cases, more so) freshman.<br /><br />Ultimately, being a BITSian isn't probably about whatever I just wrote. Maybe, it is an individual interpretation. To each, his/her own experiences...to each, his/her own meaning.<br /></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-78533584261498847982008-05-07T22:38:00.000+05:302008-05-07T22:50:25.143+05:30Detachment<div style="text-align: justify;">There are some words that define time periods - whether they be ages, years, aeons or even such short time-spans as semesters. Discovery, assurance, exploration - all these phases have come and gone as they willed. The newest one in this list has been detachment...<br /><br />Well, for one, detachment does bring out a funky ethereality in every thing that one does; after all, it is associated with things like aloofness, stupidity or misunderstood genius (this one should appeal to you if you are particularly influenced by fantasy or alternate reality or you just think that the aforementioned term describes you appropriately)...But that's deviating from the point really - just a sad attempt to add some colour to an otherwise bland, insipid, uninspiring post.<br /><br />Being detached might just mean feeling nothing but feeling everything at the same time. It is one of those perfect, uncertain states (only the uncertainty is perfect, that is) - there is never a perfectly detached state as such...only an illusion to the believer in his/her own ability/inclination/desire to remain '<span style="font-style: italic;">above and beyond</span>' everything.<br /><br />So, does detachment work? That is the all-important question...Well, on certain levels, when applied to certain things, it probably does...<br /><br /><span style=""><span style="font-style: italic;">Expectations</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Face-value Friendships</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Trivialities</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Lies</span> or <span style="font-style: italic;">Untruths (</span>as the case may be), <span style="font-style: italic;">Companionship</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Self-appraisal</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Self-gratification</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Mollification</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Self-esteem</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Confidence</span>...<br /><br />Isn't freedom from all these enough? Isn't a moment without all these worth craving for?<br /></span></div>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-32823697786400066942008-04-05T10:40:00.002+05:302008-04-07T12:36:10.718+05:30Tests = No Sweat!<p style="text-align: justify;">It finally happened to me. Any fear of tests I had left is now gone!!! Gone are the days when I used to be tense, uptight and a downright big pricking arse when it came to tests. Let me tell you how I know...</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Over the past few days, I've had Artificial Intelligence tests clashing with every other test I had. I think yesterday was the fifth occasion this semester when I gave two tests in a day. The crowning glory was yesterday when I had an SPM test and an AI test on the same day.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, the SPM test was normal enough - prepared, sat, wrote - the usual cycle (whether it was the usual performance remains to be seen ;-) ) Then I went for the AI test, thinking it was an open book test - the lack of preparation was proportionate. When I did find out it was a closed book test, what did I do? I took the news in my stride, was as dispassionate as things go, and then I wrote the test and came out. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Performance on the test is another matter, but aside from that, the day and age when tests used to lord over me seem truly over.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">(P.S. Seems like I've fallen into a rut that many regular bloggers fall into, which is describing mundane, day-to-day matters. Whatever missing insights I made are strangely missing. Wonder what this indicates...)</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-67587316052118043942008-04-04T20:02:00.002+05:302008-04-04T20:04:28.475+05:30Me, Myself and More of Meself<p align="justify">Every cloud has a silver lining, they say...But then again, what about the clouds that crowd the sky at night, empty themselves of all forms of water and disappear even before the night it up? Bad attempt at humour, I know...but still...</p><p align="justify">PS-I (<a href="http://bits-pilani.ac.in:12355/">Practice School-I</a>) lists were out today. Got allotted to <a href="http://www.ceeri.res.in/">Central Electronics and Electrical Research Institute (CEERI), Pilani</a>, which essentially means that you will be hearing from yours truly throughout the summer from the midst of this desert (not technically, but rather figuratively). It's going to be a very interesting experience, with the campus bereft of most of its population; but then again, I am not a very people person, so probably won't matter that much to me anyway.</p><p align="justify">Have been feeling under the weather a bit lately - what with late working hours and precious little sleep to accompany them. My appearance has been likened to a 'drug addict' on more than one occasion over the past two days, which is strange actually, since I do not know any drug addicts.</p><p align="justify">Have been listening to re-runs of the soundtrack of The Lord of the Rings. <em>Evenstar</em> is a track that has been particularly growing on me - it contains that pain, the sense of lost hope and the feeling of losing a precious thing that tears at your heart and makes you want to surrender to the waves of your despair.</p><p align="justify">For me, that is what music is about - making you feel. Of course, to each, there is his own interpretation. For some, music might be stuff you can bang your head to...for some, it might be the soothing melody of a singer's voice taking over...for me, it comprises of those simple tunes which on one hand, can uplift you; which on the other, can make you despair and cry; above all, music is the thing which can make you feel something you aren't remotely associated with at a given point of time - pain, sorrow, joy, hope and despair.</p><p align="justify">Sometimes, when you have these uncertain phases, when the chips are down; when you think you are trying hard enough to accomplish what you set out to do, but still feel that something is missing, that you can do better; sometimes when you set out to compose a post and even though you are a stickler for proper grammar and grammatically correct expressions, you simply don't care to correct your own erroneous sentences - it is in these times when you realize that you cannot let the rut affect you so, you can't let it get to your head, you can't let it play around with your mind.</p><p align="justify">It is in these times that you realize that you are afforded with an opportunity to distinguish yourself from others...to rise above the crowd...to be someone who not only does what he has to or what he wants to...to be someone who dares to dream, accomplish and follow this cycle without stopping to count his achievements...it is in these times that you realize that this is just the beginning of a journey - one which you will see to its end.</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-46567595602109256232008-04-01T10:45:00.002+05:302008-04-01T10:53:00.066+05:30All Fools' Day<p align="justify">The April Fools' Day syndrome is back again...The eve of the POM quiz was spent in deliberately planning pranks and setting them into action - all that was ruined though by the multiple allegiance switches of <a href="http://mysticalmonk.blogspot.com/">one of the people</a> involved in the prank. So, with all attempts at an elaborately constructed prank getting botched up, I was left marvelling at the simplicity of the <a href="http://rach-mu.blogspot.com/2008/04/ps-1-list-up-on-swd.html">PS prank</a>, which fooled hundreds of my batch-mates (In case you wondered, I was saved by <a href="http://bestharshu.blogspot.com/">Harshad</a>, who regaled me with the story of the PS prank having been played on him.)</p><p align="justify">Of course, it seems as if the weather gods were trying to play a prank on the Pilani residents as well. In the middle of days which leave you roasted - it's that hot, and worse still, it is going to get hotter - we got some well-earned respite in the form of a thunderstorm that really shook up things - especially our attempts at trying to 'GHOT' POM (Let me tell you there is nothing so uninteresting as studying management.) The first light didn't really appear as it usually does...in fact, it was more a question of 'Is it evening already?' with the clouds giving the appearance of a cloudy dusk setting its stall out in the sky. And then, there was rain - quiet little drops raining down from the sky - not really soaking anyone but still giving that lovely, rainy feel to the day.</p><p align="justify">This was two hours ago...Two hours from then, it's already sunny, and it seems like it's going to be a pretty hot day. It is these moments that make you wonder if there is a God, and if there is, what kind of wicked sense of humour he/she has. Because regardless of all the pranks that were played and the ones that will see completion today, the prank played by the weather today shall remain the most lasting one.</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-73011730312329364692008-03-26T21:08:00.002+05:302008-03-26T21:37:34.430+05:30Language<p align="justify">I remember writing long back about how the ability to understand a language lends meaning to meaningless sounds. Today, let me write about how language has become a part of our learning.</p><p align="justify">Let me tell you about three specific words I heard during today's Microprocessor lecture - polling, interrupt and handshake. </p><p align="justify">For those of you who do not know of the meaning of these words in computer science context, let me just give you some very rudimentary definitions:</p><ol><li><div align="justify">Polling implies that the processor works in sync with devices by checking continuously for changes in the device status. Can you draw a parallel with a small, shy child or even an adult who doesn't really like drawing attention to himself and so, has to be constantly monitored/taken care of?</div></li><li><div align="justify">Interrupt involves the device interrupting the processor whenever it needs something to be done. Can you draw a parallel with chronic attention-seekers here?</div></li><li><div align="justify">Handshake involves continuous status exchange signals being passed in between the processor and the device to ensure smooth transfer of data. Can you draw a parallel with good communication associated with a successful relationship?</div></li></ol><p align="justify">My point here is very simple. Learning mirrors life, which in turn, is represented by language. So, learning mirrors language. You can even put it the other way around and say that language mirrors learning.</p><p align="justify">The fact that we have well-formed languages makes things much simpler. This Apogee, we had a Spanish speaker lecturing about supercomputing. The distance and language barriers didn't hinder the exchange, simply because of the common language we spoke - of science translated into English, albeit with a very Spanish flavour for an accent.</p><p align="justify">Sometimes, I have an astounding sense of wonderment when I read something I read in a local book being referred to as the same thing in material originating from some other part of the world. For me, the extent to which the common language of learning has permeated the fabric of our species is simply awe-inspiring. They say globalization has brought about this trend of global learning, but could it not be that global learning has brought about globalization?</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-57187419106085170552008-03-24T23:05:00.003+05:302008-03-24T23:17:57.929+05:30Are We Dead, My Precioussssss???<p align="justify">It's been so long since I keyed in my last post that I am not even going to give you readers an explanation for why the blog was dead for so long.</p><p align="justify"><em>Blogosphere</em> seems to have suddenly metamorphosed into '<em>blog-dom</em>'. It's become more of a kingdom, fief or whatever else you choose to call it instead of a forum. But then again, that's just me and my cynical <em>illusions...</em>But the truth is, when there are no stories to tell, opinions are hard to manufacture and words are difficult to produce.</p><p align="justify">Amidst all the revelry which started with APOGEE (BITS' technical fest, in case you didn't know) and ended with Holi (or for me, with a twenty-four hour whirlwind trip to Delhi - a trip that involved philosophy, cynicism and lots of proof-reading, enough for a year actually) some things were lost...the most prominent among those being the regular seven courses I am currently doing this semester.</p><p align="justify">As I tried to shake off sleeplessness during my Civil labs today, I wondered about certain things. For example, about how instead of Chain surveying to find out the area of a given piece of land, we could take the area's satellite pictures (to scale of course) and calculate the area from that. A simple idea really - probably something that is already commonplace.</p><p align="justify">Which brings me back to my pet topic - the need for integrating computers into everything we do. Pervasive computing, in short. I never appreciated the concept more than when I came face-to-face with my microprocessor design assignment question. The reason? If we can design a microprocessor based computing system around a weighing machine, that's pretty cool, isn't it? As I like to say, it sort of brings things into perspective and falsifies my claim that we don't make use of automatic computing tools enough in our lives.</p><p align="justify">The truth is, I have never been happy with my computer's speed. I remember my first PC boasted the then latest 550 MHz Pentium III processor with 64 MB RAM and a 10.2 GB HDD. I vaguely recall naively thinking a year later as I regarded all the 1.2 GHz machines that they would be double as fast as my machine. Well sadly, I operate a 1.66 GHz Core 2 Duo powered machine with 1 GB RAM and 2 MB of L2 Cache, and it definitely isn't proportionately fast. Be it Windows or Linux, I haven't been able to extract the best performance out of my machine with the existing software I use. So is it the fault of the software or is it the user's limitation? Surely the hardware is not to blame...Or is it?</p><p align="justify">I don't know, but it seems to me that over the last three years, the computer world has undergone a massive paradigm shift when it comes to performance priorities. We saw it occurring when the focus shifted from microprocessor clock-speeds to power consumption; we saw it occurring when Intel abandoned its 30-stage pipeline to use a more modest 14-stage one; we see it happening even now, when Web 2.0 is re-defining the way we perceive the Internet (even though the change might be slower than we like.)</p><p align="justify">My only interpretation is that we have lingered on old ideas for too long. Maybe we have extracted all we could out of them and are now trying to extend their utility beyond their expiry date. New ideas are needed, if only to herald the death of old, seemingly precious ones. We need these new ideas to revitalize the way things are done. We need them, if only to have the old dying ideas asking, "Are we dead, my precioussssss?"</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-84666175619018866802008-02-16T22:07:00.001+05:302008-02-16T22:07:56.805+05:30Delhi ‘Fiasco’ cacies<span xmlns=''><p style='text-align: justify'>Just back from the Capitol Grub. <br /></p><p style='text-align: justify'>Moral of the entire experience: Just decent food doesn't satisfy the appetite; definitely not if the service is bad and there is a hungry stomach grumbling for food within you.<br /></p><p>Result: Storming out of the grub in anger doesn't satisfy the desire to break something; it's highly advisable to actually break something before leaving…</p></span>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-30587291660423452972008-02-09T11:05:00.001+05:302008-02-09T11:21:08.107+05:30Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence<blockquote><p align="justify">“The size and age of the universe incline us to believe that many<br />technologically advanced civilizations must exist. However, this belief seems<br />logically inconsistent with our lack of observational evidence to support it.<br />Either the initial assumption is incorrect and technologically advanced<br />intelligent life is much rarer than we believe, our current observations are<br />incomplete and we simply have not detected them yet, or our search methodologies<br />are flawed and we are not searching for the correct indicators.” </p><p align="justify"></p></blockquote><div align="justify">At <a href="http://seti.org/">SETI</a>, scientists and researchers are trying to find the search methodologies that will give us correct indicators about the existence of intelligent life in other parts of the universe, a task complicated very much by our limited reach within the universe and the relatively high turnover (read low lifespan) of humans as compared to the extent of the universe.</div><div align="justify"><br /><a href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/2007/12/17/seti_brains_resign_over_active_messages/">Here’s an interesting news item</a> on a recent development in the apparently growing uncertainty regarding the direction to be taken by <a href="http://seti.org/">SETI</a> researchers in pursuing their search for extra-terrestrial life.</div><div align="justify"><br />SETI stands for Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence. Some of the important facts about the organization are:</div><ul><li><div align="justify">The mission of the SETI Institute is to explore, understand and explain the origin, nature and prevalence of life in the universe.</div></li><li><div align="justify">Their motto: ‘We believe we are conducting the most profound search in human history — to know our beginnings and our place among the stars.’</div></li><li><div align="justify">The SETI Institute is a private, nonprofit organization dedicated to scientific research, education and public outreach.</div></li><li><div align="justify">Founded in 1984, the Institute today employs over 100 scientists, educators and support staff.</div></li></ul><p align="justify">Always at the epicenter of many modern sci-fi stories, especially those that involve discovery of extra-terrestrial life, SETI quite possibly acts as the hand put forward by human beings to intelligent extra-terrestrial beings. </p><p align="justify">But there are a few other things about SETI that interest me, one of them being their SETI@home project. SETI@home is an extremely popular volunteer computing project that was launched by U.C. Berkeley in May 1999. It was funded originally by the The Planetary Society and Paramount pictures and later by the State of California. Any individual can become involved with SETI research by downloading and running the SETI@home software package, which then runs signal analysis on a "work unit" of data recorded from the central 2.5 MHz wide band of the SERENDIP IV instrument. The results are then automatically reported back to UC Berkeley. Over 5 million computer users in more than 200 countries have signed up for SETI@home and have collectively contributed over 19 billion hours of computer processing time. As of January 29, 2008the Seti@home achieves an average throughput of 387 TeraFLOPS, making it equivalent to the second fastest supercomputer on Earth. </p><p align="justify">There have been two distinct approaches that SETI researchers have tried to follow in their search for intelligent beings outside the planet. </p><p align="justify">1. The Ordinary SETI approach involves using an array of radio telescopes to listen for signals sent out by alien civilizations.<br />2. The Active SETI approach involves sending out powerful radio signals in the hope that alien civilizations can receive and listen to them. </p><p align="justify">On the superficial level, it might seem that these approaches are nothing but a fool’s hope of trying to find out about sentient life in other parts of the universe. As I remember, <a href="mailto:abhinavrock17@gmail.com">Abhinav</a> once expressed his extreme displeasure about the day and age we are born in. If I remember the argument correctly, somebody predicted that the nearest distance between life forms at different places in this universe would be 200 light years at best, which means any chance of us finding intelligent extra-terrestrial beings within our lifetime, is unlikely, improbable and impossible at best. Unless of course, we have aliens actually knocking at our doorstep, which is probably what’s rankling with many of the opponents of the active SETI approach. </p><p align="justify">Ultimately, it is one of those ethical questions that confront researchers quite often, especially these days. How far do you push the boundaries and dimensions of science before it starts infringing upon our beliefs and our seemingly convoluted sense of what is ethical and what isn’t.<br />Although the two fields seem far removed from each other and one might be inclined to think that the purported long term nature of extra-terrestrial search makes this an issue which isn’t quite as relevant, I find many parallels between the opposition to cloning and the opposition to active SETI. Both stem from a fear of the unknown for one. </p><p align="justify">In the former case, people are afraid that cloning and stem cell research might prove the natural order of things wrong. And worse still, they are afraid that advances in these technologies might actually put a big question mark over their own belief systems – they are afraid that their belief in God, Genesis and the like might prove to be false. People reckon man shouldn’t play God. But why shouldn’t he? The essence of an intelligent being is to try and gain more knowledge. Man is trying to do that. Why stop him? Why curb his thirst for more of the driving force behind civilization – knowledge? </p><p align="justify">On similar lines, why must we stop people from seeking out other intelligent life forms – life forms that might be so technologically advanced than us that all of our questions regarding life, its inception and the universe could answered by them? Why must we stop looking for others, whose existence would prove to us that we are not alone in this infinitely empty universe? A lone person seeks comfort in the company of others of his kind. Can’t a lone intelligent civilization seek to find solace in other civilizations rather like its own? Isn’t that a cause worth pursuing? Isn’t that a cause worth risking everything we own for? </p><p align="justify">It is my belief that there are others around us – some of whom are more advanced and others less so. It is also my belief that all civilizations undergo the same stages of development – establishment, infancy, coming-of-age, glory, wane and finally, self-destruction. It is indeed debatable as to which stage we have reached (depends on the point of view, doesn’t it?) but one thing is certain – the ultimate quest for our civilization’s survival will involve meeting other life forms and taking their aid – it will involve intermingling and cross-civilizational learning. That will be the only way wherein we might be able to ensure the establishment of a new civilization – ready to tread on the same cyclic path of establishment, infancy, coming-of-age, glory, wane and self-destruction.</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141247667066104230.post-3105040636524212102008-01-07T22:50:00.001+05:302008-02-09T11:21:45.808+05:3023 & 3 & 1...Another Rat Race<p>Enough said. Period.</p>Soumyadeep Ghoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10758323127903742196noreply@blogger.com0