Wednesday, July 4, 2007

iPod Signature

After finally deciding to buy an mp3 player, I've decided to buy an iPod, surprise surprise, and I'm gonna shell out a bit more and get it engraved. So I know that its my iPod. Forever. And ever. And ever. And it wont be flicked from the computer lab like my last mp3 player. Because it'll have my name on it. aHah! And a characteristic witticism for that personal touch. Now who would have the heart to kidnap such well loved, cheeky lil melody maker. It could even become an heirloom or neicenephewloom of sorts. Raise a smile, albeit an embarrased one, on some kids face. Along with my pool of old movie tickets, fossil watch, airplane locket and gothic-ish ring, all the poetry of Faiz Ahmed Faiz and my copy of Illusions complete with all the crisped flowers between its page. And my scrabble board ofcourse. I recall playfully destroying my uncles set of faber castle crayons, losing all his hotwheels and battering his roller skates. I hope the inheritors of my humble offerings are gentler souls.

Which brings me back to the engraving on the iPod. Something to inspire and amuse, maybe even warn and threaten a bit. Ok I'm getting to the point now finally. I've been trying to come up with something cool or cute or goofy or tough but I'm drawing a complete blank. As you can probably tell, brevity is not one of my sins. And two lines, twenty three characters each, is a lot, or a lot less, to ask for. Then theres eleven letters for my name too. So I'm open to all ideas. Bring it on I say! Don't be shy! Person with the best suggestion gets a special mention on my world famous widely read blog :P

Cmon! Be nice ! Do it for the kids! Its just one line ;)

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

The Code

This morning I was cross my heart hope to die certain that the computer vision library has a bug. I checked every line every parameter every sequence over and over and that was the only possibility. With full conviction I told my advisor, "Its not my function". But the devil is in the details, and I discover this, right after my advisor walks in on me chatting, gtalk piling on one window after another while he tells me to redeclare the error criteria. A pathetic lil flag. In the midst of all the big fish, images, arrays, classes, I missed an insignificant integer! Oh woe is me and all ...

After all these months, my code finally works! Though by no fault of my own. It was a bit of a conceded victory but it does work. I'm happy because now I can go bug-hunting through a new set of few dozen lines for the next few months.

Monday, July 2, 2007

Sunday, July 1, 2007

The Quiet and Scenic

Mom, Dad and Sis left at 5 a.m today and all is quiet and scenic in SC again. Sunday daybreaks are booked for bye-bye's . Mom said I'm a very brave girl to come here and be by myself to study, that she would never have been able to do so, but I'm only trying to live upto her.



The last two weeks gave me no time to think. It was just full of flights, buses, hotels, aunts and uncles and cousins, long winded arguments, catching up, ma's lap, new clothes, new shoes, coming home for lunch, ice cream, afternoon naps, late nights and shoebites. I'll talk at length about all these things. Tell everyone about skyscrapers and sculptures and arches and ferry rides and the spirit of 'I *heart* NYC'. But today I just need the quiet and scenic to sink in.

I just wish it wouldn't go so silent so suddenly. I wish everyone would have to stay where they are and I could leave, whenever I felt like it. And that I could be the only one moving around a rock steady universe. Instead of turning a steering wheel with no wheels attached to it, looking over a dashboard prop or driving without looking at the road once, black and white trees and buildings and lamp posts blurring in the backdrop, while I drop the other characters in the script off. "I had such a daaaarling time" "Thanks for the ride!" . The pleasure's all mine! Anytime!

I have to go home and do the dishes and put all the extra sheets and pillows away.