Author Archives: ashish

About ashish

FreeBSD Ports committer, Free Software Advocate, An amateur photographer, and a lost case... DNS broken

I wish I could say I don’t care about, but because they are my ISP, I have to care :(.

The genius people at CNAME-d the root record of their zone. 🙁

λ drill -t ns
;; ->>HEADER<<- opcode: QUERY, rcode: NOERROR, id: 55824
;; flags: qr aa rd ra ; QUERY: 1, ANSWER: 3, AUTHORITY: 1, ADDITIONAL: 0 
;;   IN      NS

;; ANSWER SECTION:      28800   IN      CNAME  7200    IN      CNAME  19572   IN      CNAME

;; AUTHORITY SECTION:       572     IN      SOA 1481797738 1000 1000 1000 1800


;; Query time: 46 msec
;; 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 to my hosts(5) file, where it will live, until it breaks.

Ode to Joy

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. 🙂

The Great King

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.


What no $whatever of workaholic can ever understand is that a workaholic is having fun when $he is working.