I wish I could say I don’t care about airtel.in, but because they are my ISP, I have to care :(.
The genius people at airtel.in CNAME-d the root record of their zone. 🙁
λ drill -t ns airtel.in @aaadel.mantraonline.com ;; ->>HEADER<<- opcode: QUERY, rcode: NOERROR, id: 55824 ;; flags: qr aa rd ra ; QUERY: 1, ANSWER: 3, AUTHORITY: 1, ADDITIONAL: 0 ;; QUESTION SECTION: ;; airtel.in. IN NS ;; ANSWER SECTION: airtel.in. 28800 IN CNAME www.airtel.in. www.airtel.in. 7200 IN CNAME airtel.in.edgekey.net. airtel.in.edgekey.net. 19572 IN CNAME e8827.a.akamaiedge.net. ;; AUTHORITY SECTION: a.akamaiedge.net. 572 IN SOA n0a.akamaiedge.net. hostmaster.akamai.com. 1481797738 1000 1000 1000 1800 ;; ADDITIONAL SECTION: ;; Query time: 46 msec ;; SERVER: 220.127.116.11 ;; WHEN: Thu Dec 15 16:06:06 2016 ;; MSG SIZE rcvd: 174
Some less-strict resolvers seems to work with them, but others don’t. I mailed them (the WHOIS contact address) a month or two ago, but seems like it went to /dev/null. Today, when I went to access their looking glass, it again bit me. For now, I added
lg.airtel.in to my
hosts(5) file, where it will live, until it breaks.
In the month of July, 1994, when I got re-admitted to my school, I was in the fourth grade, and in a different section (IV C). On that day, I met another new admission like me, who became my best friend in the school. As is common with me, I just needed an excuse to be nervous, and that was one of such days. Later in the day, we had a computer class. It was the first time, I saw the computer, the green colored screens. The teacher booted every terminal with a floppy disk, and started
LOGO (language of graphics oriented, as I learned later). We were asked to type and run, following commands on the screen in the text area, after the question mark prompt, and the small triangular thing (turtle) would draw a square:
FD 100 RT 90 FD 100 RT 90 FD 100 RT 90 FD 100 RT 90
Typing these lines took everyone like five minutes, bottleneck being finding the keys on the keyboard. 😛
It was fun making turtle draw shapes. In the whole course, I learnt to draw square, rectangle, circle, and then swastika by myself. It lasted like 2 years, and then I moved on to BASIC, and then C, and then I slowly forgot about LOGO. I once wrote to the author of my first C book, thanking him for the easy to understand text (for 12 years old me). However I never thought about LOGO, the language that laid the foundations for me, or its creators. Yesterday, I came across this tweet, and suddenly reminded of LOGO. I felt sorry, and wished I could have at least written a thank you note to the author, for changing the life of yet another human.
Thank you for creating it, Mr. Papert, and everyone else who has worked with him on this.
R.I.P. Mr. Papert.
Not every word with
-d suffix is name of a daemon, e.g. bridged (not always pronounced as: bridge-dee). Sigh!
There is this piece of classical music, that I’d been listening from childhood as part of soundtrack in advertisements, movie soundtracks. It mesmerizes me every time I listen to it, esp. in the fast tempo. I tried finding it, but as it was never played in entirety, wherever/whenever I listened. Today, the mystery is revealed, courtesy: The Householder. 🙂
It turns out to be Beethoven’s tune of Ode to Joy, part of the Ninth Symphony.
Another mystery cleared up. N more to go. 🙂
There once was a king who ruled his country long, wisely, and well. The king had a son whom he hoped would someday rule the land. He also wished in his heart that the son would be wise and compassionate. One day he said to the prince: "If you promised that you would give a certain woman anything, even half of your kingdom, and then she demanded the life of your best friend, what would your decision be, my son?" The young prince thought for a moment and then said, "I would tell her that she was my best friend, and then cut off her head." The king knew that his son would be a great king.
Often I dream of being forgotten, but there are times, when I would like to be remembered:
What no $whatever of workaholic can ever understand is that a workaholic is having fun when $he is working.
“If we live, we live; if we die, we die; if we suffer, we suffer; if we are terrified, we are terrified. No problem.” (Alan Watts)