Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Dil-e-Mann Musafir Mann

Mere dil, mere musafir
Hua phir se hukm sadr
Ke watan-badar hon hum tum
Dein gali gali sadaaein
Karein rukh nagar nagar ka
Ke suraag koi paayein
Kisi yaare naamabar ka
Har ek ajnabee se poochein
Jo pata hai apne ghar ka
Sar-e-koo-e-naashnaayan
Hamein din se raat karna
Kabhi is se baat karna
Kabhi us se baat karna
Tumhe kya kahoon ke kya hai
Shab-e-gam buri bala hai
Hamein yeh bhi tha ganeemat
Jo koi shumaar hota
Hamein kya bura tha marna
Agar ek baar hota!

-Faiz Ahmed Faiz


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My heart, my wandering heart
It has been decreed once again
That you and I leave our land
Crying out from lane to lane
Seeking town after town
For some kind of sign
From a friendly messenger
Asking every stranger
The way to our own home
Heading into unfamiliar avenues
We turn day into night
Now speaking with him
Now talking to her
How can I explain what it is
The eve of sorrow is a wicked curse
I could have accepted it
Had it brought me some notice
Dying wouldn't be so bad
If it were only once!

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sunday to be Monday





For those who've slept
For those who've kept
Themselves jacked up
How Jesus wept
Sunday
Sunday

For those in need
For those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with weed
Sunday
Sunday

For those who wake
With a blind headache
Who must be still
Who will sit and wait
For sunday, to be monday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt
For those who wilt
Under pressure
No tears over spilt milk
Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

Thursday, April 9, 2009

The ol' sound off

What's your problem anyway? You just don't get it! I ask you for just one simple thing, one basic task, with clear instructions, and you just refuse to oblige me. How often do I even approach you? I come to your window and you just put me down with your ruthless logic. You just don't listen. My inputs mean nothing to you. You either ignore them completely or you turn them into exactly what you want them to be. That is if you decide not to bring up ancient history and get completely nuerotic. I don't know why you can't let go of the old arguments. And I just don't know what to expect anymore. You keep me hanging all the time, waiting for you to do your bit and just make it work for once. But it never does, does it? You simply cannot help rattling off your list of contradictions for every little statement I dare to make. It's always if this or else that with you. Why is it so difficult for us to find some middle ground? I am forever trying to pacify you. I do everything the way you want me to. But you don't even think twice before you break away and point out my mistakes at every step. That is, if you don't freeze up completely while I try frantically go through the debris of everything crashing around us. I want to believe it's not you. I mean with parents like MATLAB and C++, how else could you be expected to turn out? I can imagine all the pressure you've had to deal with. But after spending some time with them last summer, I know that even though they're misunderstood, they do at least make an effort to be liked. I don't know why you can't even try to get along. I thought, I may be the one person who could get through to you. But Simulink, baby, you're something else. 

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Gone again

I won't be seen around these parts until the 7th of February. 

I am busy pretending to study for the candidacy exam for the benefit of my mother who has travelled halfway across the world to witness the rare event. 

Halfway is the furthest you can go since we live on a sphere. Hence the production. Also, although we're in wonderland right now, mum isn't here for the snow. 

Dance monkey dance. Where'd that darned whiteboard go now?

Math is fun! Loving those snow capped Laplacians!

Oh and Happy Holidays! Wishing you a merry season of indolence and gluttony!

My mind is a muscle. My mind is a muscle. My mind is a muscle. 10 more laps around the text!


Thursday, November 27, 2008

Lady vs. Handbag

This is a rebuttal towards those of my friends who frequently get caught amidst my mad handbag hunts, and to those who scrutinize my every move to make sure it doesn't happen again. I'm quite grateful but really it's not that bad. Shit happens.


How do you spot a tool bag in space?



Track the tool bag

A tool bag which floated away from a shuttle astronaut during a recent space walk will be visible over Britain this week, but how do you spot it?

Losing a tool bag can be inconvenient, but when you're 212 miles above the Earth it's a whole different matter.

Last week American astronaut Heidemarie Stefanyshyn-Piper was forced to watch her tools - reportedly worth £70,000 - float off when the backpack-sized bag slipped out of her grip.

The accident happened as she was cleaning grease off her gloves while fixing a gummed-up joint on the International Space Station's solar panel. The bag went into orbit and has become a "must see" among some competitive stargazers in recent days.

You can calculate precisely where something will be in space at any given time thanks to Newton's first law of physics. It states that any object moving in a straight line tends to remain in such a state unless acted upon by an external force.

This also applies in space, the only difference being things move in an orbit. And because space is so vast and empty, a tool bag is unlikely to be knocked off its course by anything else.

THE ANSWER
Astronaut Heidemarie Stefanyshyn-Piper
Precise location can be plotted using Newton's first law of physics
Size of space means it's unlikely to be hit by anything else or be anything else

As scientists know information like the size of the tool bag and where it was lost, it is possible to do the orbital calculations to determine where it will be and when.

A computer model has been developed for the tool bag (see link below answer box). But finding its exact location in the sky depends on your location on Earth. For example, it will appear lower in the sky from the north of England and Scotland than the south.

Equipped with your latitude and longitude coordinates, the model will calculate the time to see the tool bag, the altitude it will be at and the magnitude, which specifies its brightness compared with stars. Usually the bag has a negative magnitude, say astronomers, meaning it is one of the brightest objects in the night sky apart from the moon and planes.

But before that you will also need the right equipment - binoculars or a telescope and "even then it will be difficult to see," says Dr Robert Massey of the Royal Astronomical Society.

But the typically large distances between things in space also means it's unlikely anything else will be in the same position at the same time, says Robin Scagell, of the Society for Popular Astronomy. So what you track will almost certainly be the tool kit.

Burn up

"Most people have been playing too many computer games and think space is full of chunks of rock and debris, but it isn't," he says.

"There are things out there, but they are likely to be meteors the size of a grain of coffee and many miles apart. Even if they did hit the tool bag they would have little impact."

WHO, WHAT, WHY?
QM
A regular feature in the BBC News Magazine - aiming to answer some of the questions behind the headlines

What you will see is another matter. The bag will have no structure or shape but will look like a faint star whizzing through the sky. But it will be easily distinguishable from a plane because it won't have red and green navigation lights.

"It will be a speck of light which will not be visible to the naked eye," says Dr Massey. "I wouldn't waste too much time looking out for it. Looking at the actual space station where the bag was lost is far more interesting."

Eventually very faint traces of atmosphere will act on the tool bag to slow it down and it will come out of orbit, says Mr Scagell. But this could take years and when it does happen the bag will be burned up in the Earth's atmosphere.




Disclaimer: It could equally as easily have been a gentleman.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Way to tick off


Calm down
I am calm

Calm down
I am calm

Calm down
I am calm

Calm down
I am calm

Calm down
I !#$%* am %^&* calm