Not every animal in the Jungle are dangerous.

Some short events in life leaves us with a ever-lasting memories. And these events have always been those from which i learned a lot. There is one incident like that which really helped me.

About 4-5 yrs back, this incident happened. But i remember it very clear even today.

One day, I was going for my tution by a cab. The previous day as the cabby took me to a wrong place(i felt it was on purpose just over-charge me) & as i was late i was really irritated. So this day i was repeatedly told the cabby the location(i was again late).

The cabby was an old Pakistani (Pattan). The third or fourth time i was telling him the location, i could not help but notice his disarming smile via the interior rear mirror. I did not finish telling him the location, but i stopped. And just stared outside the window.

Then after a moment of dead silence, i broke the silence by telling him what happened the previous day (the thing about the cabby taking me to wrong place).

When i finished tell him the incident, i reached my place. I just gave him the money & when he turned around to giving me the change, he smiled at me and told "Not every animals in the jungle are dangerous. Of course, there are dangerous ones and you should be careful about them. But you should not consider everyone as dangerous. You should learn to know who is dangerous & not".

He told it to me in Hindi. And even now as i am writing this. I can feel his voice echoing in me........

Some Geek jokes...........

1) There are 10 types of people in the world: those who understand binary, and those who don’t.

2) If at first you don’t succeed; call it version 1.0

3) My software never has bugs. It just develops random features.

4) Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #0000FF
All my base
Are belong to you.

5) Microsoft: “You’ve got questions. We’ve got dancing paperclips.”

6) I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.

7) The box said, “Requires Windows 95 or better.” So I installed Linux.

8) In a world without fences and walls, who needs Gates and Windows?

9) Hand over the calculator, friends don’t let friends derive drunk.

10) You know it’s love when you memorize her IP number to skip DNS overhead.

11) Ethernet (n): something used to catch the etherbunny.

12) Linux, DOS and Windows…the good, the bad and the ugly.

13) Programming today is a race between software engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the Universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning.

14) How do I set a laser printer to stun?

15) Failure is not an option — it comes bundled with Windows.

16) People say that if you play Microsoft CD’s backwards, you hear satanic things, but that’s nothing, because if you play them forwards, they install Windows.

17) Windows had detected you do not have a keyboard. Press “F9″ to continue.

18) Beware of computer programmers that carry screwdrivers.

19) SELECT * FROM users WHERE clue > 0
- returned 0 results

20) There is no place like 127.0.0.1

Taken from ttp://www.thecomputercurmudgeon.com

More on Blogging............

Just happened to come across some interesting details about Blogging. I was just recently learned that ring tones tell a lot about your personality. But its just now that i learned that blogging tell about your personality! Would suggest bloggers to give a shot at What's Your Blogging Personality?

And for those who really don't know what to blog about. Try 10 Ways To Create Content For Your Weblog.

But for those who don't have a blog but are seriously planning to have one, Top Free Blog Software / Hosting for Bloggers will be of your interest. But before that i would suggest reading Before You Choose Your Weblog Software.

But as a personal word. For those who really love to update your site but is not interested/don't have time in messing with your site & prefer a way to simply updating your site. Blogging is the solution as far as i know.

Hey Neighbour......

Well, today as i was going to the supermarket i met my new neighbour(has been my neighbour for 6 months) face2face for the first time. Just a casual smile & we walked off our ways.

After that, when i came home. I saw that my blog was loaded on my browser. That's when "Next Blog >>", on the top right-end of my blog caught my attention. I was curious to see who is my neighbour online as i know my neighbour offline :-)

Here i go, "http://transcendente.blogspot.com/". That's the address of my neighbour & his name is André Marques de Carvalho Mendes(wow!, thats long). A 24 yr old Portuguese student of Computer Engineering (nice to have a neighbour of your same interest).

Well, the best part is yet to come.

I once again went backed to my blog & tried clicking "Next Blog >>".

This time its not my Portuguese neighbour. Now its "http://painterlady.blogspot.com/". Now its a 42 yr old American lady who is an artist as well as a writer. On checking more about her, it seems that she has published a couple of books & has lot of personal interest varying from poetry to painting to belly dancing to Tarot studies. Well, there goes a list of a stranger's interest & i am no less to that.

Actually now i am more-than-ever tempted to explore around and see all my "Next Blog >>" neighbours. But unfortunately, the damn time is the problem. I got to go. Guess i shall visit my neighbours some other time. And i am sure that this is gonna be a journey that wouldn't end this lifetime.

Well, bye. Got to go.................

Trust a robber???????

"........but at the end of the day we think consumers want choice, consumers want openness," Glaser said.

Source: Yahoo News

Glaser is the Founder of Real Network. And the above statement was given by him while announcing his company teaming up with Microsoft to give Apple's iPod customers more CHOICE & OPENNESS.
Those two are the terms that cannot be found in the products of either Real Network or Microsoft. Really wondering who the hell on earth are two hardcore Proprietary companies gonna do that.
We will just have to wait & hope for the best.

Can you read this?

As i was just browsing around the net, i just came across something i believe is really interesting.
Enjoy;-)
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The Conscience of a Hacker

The following was written shortly after my arrest...

\/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/
( The Hacker Manifesto)
by
+++The Mentor+++

Written on January 8, 1986

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Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers."Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...

Damn kids. They're all alike.

But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?

I am a hacker, enter my world...

Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...

Damn underachiever. They're all alike.

I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms.Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."

Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.

I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...

Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.

And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.

"This is it... this is where I belong..."

I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...

Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...

You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.

Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual,
but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.

+++The Mentor+++

That was The Conscience of a Hacker (a.k.a. The Hacker Manifesto) is a small article written on January 8, 1986 by a hacker who went by the handle, or pseudonym, of The Mentor (a.k.a. Loyd Blankenship). It was written after the author's arrest, and first published in the underground hacker ezine Phrack in Volume One, Issue 7, Phile 3 of 10.

It is considered an important item of hacker culture, and it gives an insight into the psychology of early hackers. The Manifesto states that hackers choose to hack because it is a way for them to learn. It also expresses the satori of a hacker realizing his potential in the realm of computers.

Lazy or .......

Guess most of you are aware that i have a website "sreenadh.net". Its over 3 months that i bought it. And when i took it, i put up a coming soon page. And till now, the site is not up.

You might think i dont know HTML. But i know html, javascript, flash, css & php.
Then you might think i lost interest or i am lazy. But i spend atleast 4 hrs a day working on my site.

Then wondering were is my site??????

Well, here is the story. Once i start on the site i am so interested in testing stuff( i setup 3-4 blogs, 2 forums, 4-5 form-mailers), that i totally forget the fact that i am suppose to develop a site.

I am blogging this hoping that atleast now i will seriously develop a homepage.

Worth a thought................

I really enjoyed reading this paragraph. So, just though of sharing it with everyone.

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous.
Love is never boastful nor conceded.
It is never rude or selfish.
It does not take offence and is not resentful.
Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delight in the truth.
It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes.

Short of time or lack of Priority...............

Frankly, i am doing this post just for the hell of it. This is my post after over 2 months of in-activity on my blog. The reason of not blogging is not that i hate it or i dont have anything to blog - its just that i dont have the TIME to do so. I know its the age old lame excuse made by everyone on earth. I guess to be honest i must say that the actual thing is not about time, its more about PRIORITIES. Even though i dont have time to blog, i have ample time to check my email account"s" a zillion of times and chat with my friends for over hours online(don't have to worry of my internet bill as i have an un-limited broadband connection).
Frankly i feel that my written english is improving b'cos of my blogging(thanks to my friends who take the time to read all my blogpost and point-out all my spelling & grammatic errors). Anyway, i guess atleast from now i must start blogging atleast once a week.
So, till my next post. Goodbye.

www.sreenadh.net

Thats gonna be my address/identity on the net. I can promise that i WILL stick on to this address whatever happens & will not change my email address.
I would like to take this opportunity to apologise to all my friend who were very co-operative when i was on a vicious circle of changing my email address.
And not to forget those of you who got lost in updating my email address and are yet stuck with one of my old email addresses.

Return of the Old Bad Days.........

I am expecting my dad anytime today in the evening.
And i am totally worn-out trying to restore some kinda order at my home, which i messed up royally during the time my parents were in India.

Looking back at the days, it was a worth while experience. I am clear of one thing now, i have a loooong way to get matured. I was really having a tough time as my mom was not around to look after me.
All the way i had a feeling that i can be independent. But, now i know that i have some more to learn before i get stand on my own feet.
I must say, i really need to learn to be organised in life.........(not to forget the mornings when i discover the bitter truth that i don't have any washed cloths for the day).

Well, let me get to organising the house.............................
wish me all the best.......

The Black-out at Abu Dhabi

The Black-out incident at Dubai brought to me the memories that i had when there was a major black-out in Abu Dhabi.I am not quite sure of the day but i know that it was somewhere in the year 2001.
Actually that day me & my friends planned to go for an all-u-can eat at Pizza Hut. So, that day i went along with Sohail and we were waiting for the whole group to reach. We were all together 9.
We entered Pizza Hut at about 12.15 when a waiter told us that the Joint was closing was there is a black-out and it shall only resume only when the electricity was back. We thought that it will be back in about few minutes. So we were just waiting around.
The first half-hour went smooth, then there was a slight discomfort. It was burning hot. So we went to Grand Al-Mariah Theatre which was just 5 bldg away and they were running on generators. So we waited there for about another half hr staring at the Dead-Signal post, so that we can know when the power get back. Then Kevin, Vinu & Sohail started feeling hungry as they skipped there breakfast thinking that they can enjoy there All-u-can eat lunch.
So, we all went to a near-by cafeteria and had a sandwich. After which we resumed out watch-out at the Theatre, looking dead signal post praying that the electricity comes soon.

At about 14:30, we all were kinda fed-up & tried and thought we called it a day and returned home with a heavy heart.

I was staying in the 6th floor and i had to climb all the way up with an empty tummy. As soon as i reached home i just drank a bottle-full water and went to sleep.

I woke up at about 17:30 when the electricity was back......

Well, that was my day.
Luckily, i was not at Dubai during the Black-out to share another horrible xperience......

9 June, 2005: A day to remember & prepare.....

I was busy the whole day in Sharjah and by 8pm only did i know of the Great Black-out in Dubai. Dubai is the commercial check-point of UAE and the Middle-East or better if said "The World".

The Black-Out was from 9:30 - 5:30 (appro.). The cause was some kind of mal-function in the turbines at the Power station.

So far all the reports have just re-affirmed the fact that the black-out was really a strong one. But the officials as usual claimed that everything was in control. The black-out had an estimated loss of OVER 300 Million Dirham. This was indeed a major blow to the growth of Dubai after the Accident at the Dubai Airport (on 27 Sept,2004) that was Suspected as an Al-Qaeda Activity, which left over 70 dead & 100+ trapped within(which again the Dubai Govt denied, saying that only 5 dead & 12 injured).

The causalities caused by the Black-out

• The newspaper & other reports say that many flights at the Dubai Airport was cancelled (including the flagship Airlines of Dubai - Emirates). But the Officials claimed that there was no cancellation of Flights. And not to mention the Chaos that the airport under went.

• There was a major collapse in the Cellphone services following the power cut which exposed the vulnerability of Etisalat (the country's lone telecom operator). Usually in other countries, the Cellphone services is NEVER affect irrespective of how massive the Black-out is.Over a million cell phone users remained out-of-service for hours. Only the land-line was working.The worse was when Etisalat gave out an Official statement saying: "Cell phone, fixed line and internet network continued to function with normal efficiency during the power supply outage in the city of Dubai. This is the result of the highest precautions taken by the corporation with regard to electric power across its buildings and locations. The available back-ups in Etisalat ensured excellent delivery of services, without interruption during the unscheduled power outage."
  

• The banks and all kinds of organisations in Dubai came to a stand-still.
  

I really don't understand whom are these Govt officials trying to fool by giving out all kind of fabricated statements.
Well, here is my piece of advice to Dubai Govt officials.

"By shouting out a Lie the Truth NEVER cease"

Worst day of ma life............

When i wokeup, my neck was paining as my sleepin posture was not right. Applied some cream and got some relief.
When to brush ma teeth, cannot find my brush and almost spend the half-hr lookin for it.... Success finally.
After brushing, i switched on ma PC & found that my DSL connection was cut due to the bill.
As i did not have enough cash, i went lookin for my dad's cheque book he gave me to use incase of emergency. Then i find that it is in my dad's briefcase and i forgot t unlock- code. So, i called all t way to India to ask my dad for t code. After preparin ma cheque & went for ma bath and there in t bath-tub i was almost about to slip for a great fall....
As i had to participate in a quiz competition on behalf of my institute, i had to follow a formal dress code. Then i found that all my formal shirts were put for wash and i only had my casuals. So i went digging through my wardrobe to find a forgotten bi-color formal shirt of mine and it was a suitable material for summer. But, i had no choice & had to wear that. Not to mention t tough time i had ironing that shirt.
Then as i was packing my bag, i found that it was torn and i had to go for a new one. Morning was not a good time for to go shopping for a bag and not forget that my parents are in India & i'm short of cash. So, i went lookin for my bro's bag. I found it, but it was filled with trash. So i had to clean up his bag!!!
Well, all finally step right. Then, was that it was time for me to leave so i went down speeding. Luckily, i was JUST on time.
The silver lining to black cloud was that, t Sharjah-Dubai road traffic was really smooth.
At Dubai, i first went to my dad's bank(Dubai Islamic Bank) to get t cash. And there, the cashier gave had to give me Dhs. 1000 & he gave it to me as one Dhs.100 note and the remaining Dhs.900 in Dhs.50 notes!!! (i.e., 18 Dhs.50 notes). And his sweet excuse being that he only had 3 Dhs.100 note and all the remaining was Dhs.50 note. The other notes are yet to come.
Then, i went to my bank (National Bank of Dubai) to collect my credit card. There my banker said that the receipt for the initial deposit i made was missing, so i will be able to get t card only after 3-4 days.
Luckily, i was on time to my collage. There only three of us for the day(me, sam & dan). My teacher said that she was going to give us the test(perilously planned). But b'cos i had the quiz thing, i was busy preparing for that and i was not able to prepare for the test. Same with dan(forgot it) & sam( was in t quiz). So, we told her that we shall do it in the next class. But, she was stern. I only had 15 mins and i couldn't do anything. Then when she gave the test and i had to attempt it. Then at the end of the test, i told her that i couldnot answer as i wasn't prepared. Then as none in my class was prepare, she agreed to give t test in the next class.
During the break, i told dan that i shall to Etisalat( at Khaleej Center) in the afternoon after 1 to settle my bills. That's when he told me that Etisalat closes in the afternoon and only opens at 4 pm. So, then we all went to Khaleej Center to settle my bills, thinking that we can be back before the next class starts. As soon as i reached Etisalat office, the first thing i saw was "Working hours : 9am - 7pm". The second thing was the looooooooong queue, as i was not interested to come back in the afternoon i had to stand in t long queue.
Unfortunately, we reached class 20 minutes late. Ibrahim was there with his as usual "miss-the -bus excuse". Got a goood lecture from Mr.Faizal on discipline & punctuality and he continued with the class.
In between the class, a senior girl(she told me, but i forgot her name) came to sir and told him that she wants to write her project on to a cd and Sir asked her to go to Mrs. Treasa. And after class when i was going for my lunch, i saw that Girl standing at the reception with a very depressed and dull face. On speaking to her, she told me that Mrs. Treasa said that she wasn't sure on how to do the CD writing stuff. And that girl did not even know how to write a CD. And to make things worse, in Mrs. Treasa's machine the USB port was not working( the girl's project was in her thumb drive). So then, i went to another machine and copied the files there & put it on the network and then i took the files into Mrs. Treasa's machine via the network and wrote the CD. I was really hungry was trying to finish it get out of the place. As i finished writing the first CD, i just put it in to check if it was working. And there starts the mess, the CD drive was not opening!!! So then finally i had to restart the whole system. Then took that CD out and copied the next CD and got out of the palace. Headed for lunch along with dan & ibro. Luckily, the lunch was fine and got back back to collage. Only problem being that the heat was killing me.....................
Then headed for the quiz at Crown Plaza. After the written elimination round,we had a small tea break. Then we all were preparing to leave. Sam & dan went early. Then it was me, raj, izz & ibro and left by 7:50 pm. We waited at the bus stop for sometime, but all the bus coming there was all packed up and the drivers were not allowing the passenger to enter the bus.
Then at about 8:10 pm, raj came up with the idea that we can walk all the way to Burjuman and it was only a 20 mins walk. He was supported by izz & ibro. First i tried to put some sense into there head but all in vain...... So, majority wins. We decided to walk. After about 15 mins, ibro told me that the walking was not as easy as he thought it to be.
At about 9:10, we reached Sana fashion's Junction. From there, Burjuman was about 15- 20 mins of walk. And izz also told that it was really tough. So then i finally called up my car-lift guy and asked him to pick me from Union Co-op(near Sana Fashions). Well, then we struggled through the regular Dubai-Sharjah traffic and reached home by about 10:50.
That's when i saw that Ahkam had called me, but i did not hear as my cell was in silent mode. When i called him up, he asked my as to why i was feeling so tried. Then i told the whole story. Then there this guy tells that he was left office and was heading sharjah at about 8 pm........ And could have picked up.
Cursing myself, i logged on to net to check my Gmail. And this what i see.....

Server Error

The server encountered a temporary error and could not complete your request.

Please try again in 30 seconds.

That's what i really wanted for the time. Tried accessing Gmail after about 5 mins or so, the same old problem.
That's when i noticed that my blog was on the next tab. So, here i am blogging about the worst day of my life................

Just wishing that this day is over..............
good night.

First Impression is usually the most deceiving one

I really don't understand why it is said that first impression is the best impression.

On & again in my life it has been proved that first impression is usually the most deceiving one.

The otherday, i had a pretty long conversation with a personwhom i hated in the beginning but then felt that i made a BIG mistake. Only during during the conversation did i discover that i had greatly mis-understood that.

As a first impression, i though the person to be someone whom i would define as a true JERK. But actually, it turned out that the person is someone who is matured, understanding, witty, humorous and almost everything that needs to make a person comfortable in a long chat. But, underneath all these things there is a very high feeling of Insecurity which make this person act in all these weird ways.

This is not the first time i was in a situation like this. So the only thing i have understood is that, never judge a person by his/her looks. If you really want to judge a person, then get close to that person.

Responsiblity: A side-effect of Freedom

My parents & bro are going to India for a month or more and i had to stay back b'coz i got my class going on.
Well, a long list of devilish plans, all planed & re-planed, highly fool-proof and ready for action was i for my HomeAlone adventure.

I always felt that my parents (mainly mom) was pampering me a lot & curbing the potential that was in me. And felt this was my only chance in life to prove to them that i am fit to survive on my own. So, it was a now or never kinda situation.

Well, time for departure and my Uncle came to drop my parents at the Airport. And there they go, giving me a once in a lifetime opportunity to prove myself. And there starts my journey without my over-protective parents.

Mom made food for the next few days. So, the responsibility of food for the next few days were off my shoulders.

Little did i expect that i had other RESPONSIBILITIES other than food.

Happily i was browsing the net. Well over 2.30 am, settled down for my sleep. Next thing i know is my cell ringing and it was my car-lift guys!!!. Well, little needs to be mentioned of the panic i went through to get myself all dressed & have my breakfast in just 5 mins and fled out of the house. As soon as got into the car, i started feeling that the door is not locked, ac & lights are not switched off, the tap is left running,................. Well, an endless list. A fine way to start a journey.

At collage, the day went fine and reached home all starving. As soon as i entered my home, i peeped into the kitchen to see what was for lunch(i forgot that my mom is not around). Not seeing anything there, i went up to the dining table expecting my lunch to be waiting there. And only on seeing my breakfast plate on the table did i realize that i was enjoying my freedom & the bitter price i had to pay for that was RESPONSIBILITIES.............

Sound of Silence

"Sound of Silence", that's the nickname i use on MSN. And i had many ppl asking me as to what exactly was the meaning that. And i am actually tried of xplaining to the world what its all about. So, i thought it will a good idea to put it on my blog and next time someone ask me, i will just direct them to here.

Actually, there is nothing much to xplain b'coz its all a very simple concept.

If u really want to know what is the Soundof Silence, all you have to do is quietly sit in a quite place and if to tell the way my KG teacher puts it - "pin-drop silence". And try to listen to all the sound that u can hear in that silent room. Well, then what ever happens is all personalized.

For me, it was like a chat session with the Divine Power. Mainly when i have some kind of trouble, this is what i do - listen to the "Sound of Silence" and i am able to face the troubles in a positive way.

As i mentioned earlier, the effect is all personalized. This actually helped SOME of the people. While, other didn't actually feel anything at all. And this actually help one my friend to get a sound sleep !!!!

sreenadhx

My user name at Blogger, Gmail, Yahoo & MSN is "sreenadhx".

For some reason, i find that the whole world is all-of-a-sudden interested in knowing what is the "x" at the end of my username all about.

Some asked if "x" was the first alphabet it was my family name / Last name or if it was my lucky alphabet or if 24(x is the 24th alphabet) was my lucky number or.......... And one of my friend asked me if "X" was the initial alphabet of my Girlfriend's name ( O God, give me a break.....).

Well, here is the reason/ story about the "x".
Actually when i was making my id, "sreenadh" was already taken up by someone else. So, i had to opt for another name and i did not know what. So, i put a "x" at the end of my name b'coz "x" is usually used to represent something unknown........

About Me

Since this is my personal blog, i feel it is necessary that know who i am and what do I do.
My name is Sreenadh. I am a Dubai based Indian student, doing my first year degree in softwares.

If u want to know more about me, read the blog.