Tuesday, June 19, 2007

The Ten Most Common Photographic Mistakes

Nice articles on what mistakes we often make while taking a photo and how to avoid them.

Link: The Ten Most Common Photographic Mistakes

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Presenting dialogues by the one and only Mithun!!

Main hoon Do Numbri, ek se jyaada, teen se kam

Dikhne mein bevda, bhaagne mein ghoda, aur maarne mein hathoda

" Bheegi hui cigarette jal nahi sakti

aur yeh tay hai ki teri maut ki tarikh tal nahi sakti "

"Apun ka naam hai HEERA,

Apun ne sab ko Cheera..."

Mithun da: "mai hun tum jaise logon ki nafarat karne wala, garibon

ke liye jyoti, gundon ke liye jwala"

"tuze banake maut ka niwala, tere sineme gaad dunga mai maut ka bhala. dekh lenga salaa tereko."

Kyunki ab mein Indrajeet nahi......chandaal hoon

Tum chaho toh mera program note karlo

...Tum sab meri diary mein mar chuke ho!

Mein chahoo toh tum sabko abhi mar sakta hoon

Magar abhi maarne se tumhe maarne ka credit meri bullet ko mil jayega!!!!

Mantriji:- "Ye kanch bullretproof hai. tum mujhe chu bhi nahi sakte"

Mithun Da:- "Ye kanch bulletproof hai magar patthhar proof nahi"


"Mere seene mein itna lava hai...ki sunoge to tumhare kaan ke parde jal jaayenge..

tumhare haathon se hosh ke kabootar ud jaayenge"

"Truck Driver Suraj !! Raasta mera baap aur truck meri maa"

Mithun da is one of the greatest. Koi Shaq???

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Favourite Daily Dilberts

This guy has a good collection of some hilarious Dilbert strips.

Go visit: Favourite Daily Dilbert's

Monday, June 04, 2007

Poetry: W.H. Auden --> Funeral Blues (Stop the Clocks)

Funeral Blues (Stop the Clocks)

W H Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Programming: Move up a gear with Google Gears

Gears (BETA) is an open source browser extension that enables web applications
to provide offline functionality using following JavaScript

Store and serve application resources

Store data locally in a fully-searchable
relational database

Run asynchronous Javascript to improve
application responsiveness



  1. http://gears.google.com/

  2. http://code.google.com/apis/gears/

  3. http://www.informationweek.com/showArticle.jhtml;jsessionid=H2KKC1DR1SRFUQSNDLRCKHSCJUNN2JVN?articleID=199703671

Friday, June 01, 2007

[Original] Poetry in Symantec, India

Some poetry that I and a few other folks wrote in Symantec, India as part of an email thread.

Original Post: Anshuman Atre


Sorry for the group-wide spam,
I wouldn't have, but for my current jam!

I need someone to please free,
This particular static IP..

It goes
And believe me, its not at all free!

All my work has got cut shorted,
And my downloads; they've aborted!

So whoever's using it, kindly see,
Don't "borrow" the IP that's been assigned to me!


Follow Up 1: Udipta Das
Twas my lappy
Who sent ur IP swappy.
And 'coz my lappy
Just *uses* DHCP ....

Why IS&T dear
Has set your IP free?
I know not, but I fear
IS&T should hear some poetry

- U Das

Follow Up 2: Hetal Rach
Can't resist the temptation to re-send the response that I'd sent to
Anshuman in September 2006 :-)

I checked my IP Address today, for a change
And also to figure out what was the DHCP range.. address is what I got
And it comes to me via the DHCP lot

When you use address as static one
Are you sure that it is yours and can be claimed by none ?


Follow Up 3: Me (Amit Shirodkar)
On Anshuman's travails I have to comment
Because things are not going well for him like he meant

All he tried to do was a Siebel download
But in return he got troubles by the truckload

After starting the download in the night
He came in next day all cheerful and bright

What he saw shook him to the core
He looked at the screen aghast
All his data was torn as if by a blast
"Oh no - my Siebel!!" he cried, "My Sap!!"
All ripped asunder by a mighty zap
He thought he heard a voice say
"You will see your data nevermore!!"

"Where is my data???" he roared
"In which deep dungeon is it stored???"

His productivity is not at all well
His feelings about the IT folks will land him in jail
He says aloud "What can I do, please do tell"
"Abort, Retry, Ignore or Fail???"

-- Amit Shirodkar