“Live fast, die young, and leave a flat patch of fur on the highway!” -- The Squirrels' Motto, "The Hell's Angels of Nature"
Last year, I’ve come across a person, a magical person to be precise. This person later became my good friend. The magical power they possessed was read-only
ptrace privilege over me. I hoped to meet that person in person, thankfully it never happened, and I hope it never happens in future either. Amen!
Anyways, the point of this post is here to remind me that there exists such a person, who can
ptrace me and tell me that we’ve similar thoughts. 🙂
"Technique?" said the programmer turning from his terminal, "What I follow is Tao -- beyond all technique! When I first began to program I would see before me the whole problem in one mass. After three years I no longer saw this mass. Instead, I used subroutines. But now I see nothing. My whole being exists in a formless void. My senses are idle. My spirit, free to work without plan, follows its own instinct. In short, my program writes itself. True, sometimes there are difficult problems. I see them coming, I slow down, I watch silently. Then I change a single line of code and the difficulties vanish like puffs of idle smoke. I then compile the program. I sit still and let the joy of the work fill my being. I close my eyes for a moment and then log off."
Apr 1 13:30:26 2012 Beginning... ... ... ... May 13 15:30:39 2012 Ending...
Cinema can fill in the empty spaces of your life and your loneliness. -- Pedro Almodovar
In the spirit of Shut up, and Hack!, I’ve decided to stop capturing beauties (not really, but lower the addiction), and write some good code, that is something which really makes me happy :). Photography is good, nice, and makes me happy as well but it requires me to spend more time, become more social, and sucks when you lack company. So, I decided to lower the level of addiction towards it, and decided to get back to my old life, when I was more happier :). And while I’m doing this, I’m also hoping to write my experiences as they happen1, the original reason why I started to blog.
1. And after some time feel nostalgic reading them. 🙂
After nearly half a decade, I visited Palam again. I wanted to take this trip a bit early, for a special reason, but my luse^H^H^Haziness preëmpted it, and now that reason isn’t anymore :P. Anyways, since most of the friends are married, or are in process of getting married, I feel a bit awkward to hang out with them, so this time I decided to troll the streets alone by myself. And also as this is a completely unannounced visit, there is very less chance to catch them.
The place had undergone a major overhaul. Lots of artifacts (of that time) are destroyed, re-built. Streets are narrowed, paths were altered, but thankfully roads are still uneven. It has become a mess and finding my way in this mess was fun, but it was really disheartening to see it like that. I visited a couple of places where I was regular at one time, to see if they still recognize me, but none-of-them recognized me, except for one person :).
So, after fed up of trolling streets, and waiting on the corner of street hoping for someone to see me from their balcony, recognize me, call my name, I decided to call Rahul, who as I expected wasn’t at his place ;). Considering, it as fate, I decided to take bus back to Metro station, but then thought at least I should check out my school, so I decided to take the shortcut to school. The shortcut proved real short this time, unlike a bit longer when I used to take it daily 9 years ago. I’m not sure what made it look shorter, maybe the obscurity introduced in paths, or is it the zeal of find / ;). The school, which at that time was recognizable from far, is now unrecognizable due to even taller structures grown around it. Anyways, I didn’t enter school this time.
I wanted to meet Arun, who once called from
.au years ago to surprise me, and IIRC my response wasn’t at all cool :(. I haven’t heard from him since then. Nor I heard any news of Puneet, so I decided to show up at Puneet‘s shop and probe about Arun as well. I went outside at Puneet‘s shop, and luckily he was there. We chatted for few minutes, and he mentioned about getting a gold medal for MCA from IGNOU, most crazy thing :P. He mentioned Arun is also in India, so from there we went to Arun‘s place. Arun had some health issues recently, but was looking cheerful as usual. We refreshed lots of old memories, which of course aren’t safe to post here ;). It really felt great to physically see him after a long time. He is one of my good friends I’ve in school, although I never realized it while in school, but looking at it now seems the one whom I considered my best friends don’t even talk to me. I wish he recover soon, and live
n! years, where n is his favorite positive integer :).
Lastly I wanted to meet Dinu, but since I was running out of time, and it started raining as well, and realized, that was probably his time to go back to work, so decided not to call him. I wish I’d made this trip earlier, c’est la vie.
Anyways, too much nostalgia, time to shut up and hack, after all this’s what I’m here for.