Category: Personal

Changed my header art to make something that is quite close to the stuff I really like. This one is by Martin Koza.

I guess you see them everywhere today – important road junctions, outside or in railway platforms, outside colleges. Street urchins.

During my days at junior college hanging around with a group three of them gathered around us to try and coax us to part with some money. My belief is that by giving them money all you are doing is giving them the fish and not giving them the fishing rod. Hinduism, however, has this strange tilt that has been interpreted by people as giving money to beggars.

On with my experience, the kids were coaxing us to part with money. I was being adamant and one or two guys in the group were using these kids to amuse their girl friends. It didn’t anger me then because I believed that was their way of getting the kids to work to earn their money. Very cruel way to do it when I think about it now but we were heady 17 year olds then.

The next day we sought out what had happened to one of the kids. The other two almost said non-comittally that he had died. He had taken too many beatings from his father for not getting the money he was asked to get.

First of all, I now dispise the use of these kids for entertaining your girlfriend. Why don’t you put up a clown’s costume? Why are you playing with these kids life? Or atleast give them some money at the end of it. But, it’s still cruel. Think about where they come from before interacting with them. They can’t return to home, switch on their TV and headbang to the latest rock tunes. They go home and bear the beatings they get and then go out again to try and earn some money or maybe to find a place to sleep.

The father of the child was apparently arrested. We can’t confirm this because it’s I don’t know what hand news. But, shouldn’t the law act while the injustice is being done and not after it is done?

But, I really cannot thing how the whole thing played out and we probably forgot it after a day. It came back to me again when thinking about something else.

Why does this happen in mathematics? There is infinity between two fixed points.

Consider, 1.01, 1.001, 1.001, 1.0001… All these numbers still come between 1 and 2. However can you say that there will only be these many numbers between 1 and 2?

It has been an unusually long and eventful weekend. And I have a lot to say. I cannot say all here and so some of them are on my space weblog.

The exam dates are out. This means lower net presence over the next 3 weeks. I am looking forward to this small hiatus. After that, I believe I will be going to my native place. Tickets are booked.

At the same time, the plan for studying is ready. Everything is set for the exam mode. I also plan to have a small school reunion next week that may be pull-pushed.

Over the past six-months I have been reading articles of creating new architectures of the Internet to make it better, safer and more accessible to people around the world. These seemed to have been running around at the back of my head. Reading the second part of Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainence sort of brought it back into the realms of thinking.

So, I ask this question, if a network as vast as the Internet can be changed, why not Science. Heck, why not Philosophy?

And, in the next second that sounds odd if you don’t follow it through a series of thought-process. Think: What’s the problem with science? and end at “If its not right..why not change it?”

I posted a snippet on Unniyarcha yesterday. That’s because Asianet ( the first malayalam private cable channel – am i right? ) is beaming a programme related to her. She’s been made famous before in a movie staring Mammooty called Oru Vadakan Veeragatha (A Northern Story of Bravery) but there the focus was lateral not direct.

Mammooty plays the role of Chandu who is blamed for the death of Unniyarcha’s husband. The plot runs deeper because Unniyarcha was destined to be married to Chandu but was married to the man who Chandu allegedly killed.

Unniyarcha prepares her children to kill Chandu. He beats them in a straight fight. However they refuse to give up until they or Chandu die. At this point, Chandu commits suicide with the last words that Unniyarcha’s children should never loose. The story is actually more romantic action.

All of this is supposedly the next set of tales after the story of Unniyarcha herself.

If I got the story wrong, feel free to correct it! If you have an online snippet of the story feel free to post it!

I don’t really understand this, but I am going again and again to text. I seem not so good with images and making things interesting. And I’ve switched from the in-your-face Cutline to the sublime-and-mystic Tarski. Love that theme. But, there is some problems on how it shows comments on the individual posts. Nothing I can do about it though – so scroll down to read the comments on a post if there are any!

If you’ve seen the url properly you will see the words pradx.

This is not supposed to be some sort of an odd gen-x thing. I am using x as a variable as used in algebra and stuff in pure mathematics.

All my ids have only one constant thing – prad. The rest of the id changes. eg. it’s prad2609 on Yahoo!, it’s pradeepnair on YouTube…etc. etc.

Legendary warrior figure, sister of Aromal Chekayar, mother Aromalunny. The songs and chronicles to this day kept the legend alive. She was born in the Puthooram Veedu family. The famous warriors, Aromal Chevakar and Unnikannan were her brothers. Like her brothers, Unniyarcha was also trained in the arts of war. She is praised in Vadakanpattu. She is considered as a heroine and symbol of female ability.

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I do not like to mix photos and text. Just one exception though. I might end up using more time studying and so I might just put up photos on my blog. Photos like the ones I put up yesterday. Hopefully I have some 150 MB of storage space. WordPress gives me 50 MB, Picasa gives me 100 MB, and some from Flickr. So, not a bad thing all in all.

Hope you like the photos. These are my picks. Also keep an eye on my link blog in the sidebar to see the stuff that I am reading on Google Reader. This change to photos is happening because I can’t afford to write for about a month now. I can upload photos even within an hour. Not so with photographs.