Monday, August 31, 2009

Someday....

I don't know when I heard of this song , but its like one of the best songs I have ever heard so, for not any particular reason , here it is.....

Some day, when I'm awfully low,

When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it ?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look to-night.

I just love this song and Frank Sinatra

Sunday, August 30, 2009

the one fraught with unscrutable vocabulary...

Here comes the post which though not all but many of my friends expected me to write but at an embryonic stage of my preparation. Well, guess what I am still there even after 3000 words.
At the inception of my attempt to master this colossal task, I was apprehensive and skeptic about how this process would alter my view and in some way my love for English. You may be inquisitive about such an obtuse behaviour on my part, but I couldn't help it. I was always of the opinion that though my English not superb was passable enough to enable me get an admit from any US university. But skimming through the high frequency words and not even cognizant about more that two thirds of it made me dubious of my caliber as a person with sound vocabulary.

I was supposed to give my GRE eons ago but this very fact stated above made me postpone it twice. Well that's another part of the story. So, when I embarked upon the humongous journey of improvising my vocabulary , I was irritated and frustrated by the fact that how can anyone mug up 3500 words. But after reading a few other blogs I realised there is no other substitute. Realising the aforementioned fact I was nothing but devastated leading to a loss of one month's time from my crucial preparation time.
After a rather fussy summer I began my preparation this time on an extremely zealous note, which hopefully will persist until the end.

The preparation has not been as smooth as expected and is marred with mood swings, resentment , longing for all the fun my other PS mates are having. I have almost always been stuck in a dilemma of choosing between fun and work, it has never been a clear choice be it in school, in college etc. etc. With me always opting for a stand with less fun and frolic , there had been consequences ( unpleasant ones) and situations which made me brood about the rationale behind my choices and also the fact that would I be repentant if I had been less serious. This time was no different. Occasionally I do feel that I am missing out on something but most of the times the feeling is nonexistent.

Okay that was a bit of digression from the focal theme of the post. Reverting to the post after I started my preparation it took me a week or so to come into the right course. With my social life down the drain all I had to do was study and attend classes, give tests and then study some more.
After going through nearly 45 of the word lists I can proudly say I am better that what I was before.
I am no longer animus to the idea of mugging up words , because whether you like it or not it works. Also since its in my daily routine to write a diary, using 4-5 words that I learn during the day helps a bit, even though there is hardly any continuity amongst those sentences. Even while watching movies or television series ( which by the way I love doing) I do recognise those words which makes me realise its not all futile , people do use these words, and at the same time one can find these words strewn across any novel one uses and it does act as a morale booster when you don't have to delve into a dictionary each time you see a difficult word.

All in all it has been like every other experience till now to be appended into the opus called LIFE.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The joy of a working code....

Even person not entirely coding geeks appreciate the immense joy one has when after hours of toil and ardent work a code works, no Errors, zilch glitches.... I hate coding more than any part of acads more, I would rather sit around killing all my time than code.... I sucked at CP-1 and CP-2 and managed to get a low B. This very hatred of coding makes me terrified of it. Inspite of all this one fine day you are given 6 codes of 2000 lines each and asked to modify it. WOW talk about nightmarish experience!!!! It all started when I decided to do engineering, oblivious to the fact that a very negligible amount of those people actually work in a lab , most of them being researchers while scads of them are slammed onto a 6x6 cubicle with a comp and asked to code... well I get it , coding forms the basis of everything, it is essential to code and blah blah blah... BUT I don't like it. But 9 out of 10 persons in this world wished they would get work they like so I am no different. Sometimes all of this makes me really really want to do a PhD and be a professor and do work I like for the rest of my life... then again it's a different story and a whole blog has to be dedicated to it.

So coming back to the joys of a working code, generating results you expect it to. Ever since I was given this huge folder of source codes and modify it, I had been trying to just postpone it, hoping by some miracle my mentor would realise I am best suited to work in a lab and send me there. This was not to happen. instead after a good 3-4 days of giving me twelve thousand lines of code, he called me and asked, "Is it ready?" There went all my hopes of working in a lab down the drain.After much ado I started to work on the code and let me tell you one thing it is neither interesting nor easy to go through a code someone else has written and modify it. It took me a week to understand what the code is doing let alone modify it.

After spending another week pondering over the code, it finally seemed to generate an ounce of interest in me, and after tinkering with it for another week it seemed to work partially. I worked on it again and again doing all kinds of experiments on it. Weird things keep happening with it, when i implemented something I knew was wrong it would show no error and when i did something I knew was correct it would show errors. The first time I run it , it showed 750 errors. I had to go and lie down before coming back in front of the computer screen again.And I thought I am going to work on this stupid code for 6 months and then also get an incomplete implementation . Then there came the day when I was as usual doing some experiments on the code and VOILA!!!! it worked, everything, giving all the results I wanted, not saying "Segmentation fault", or" file not found", or "Encoded decoded values not match" or hanging in between....

I know I sound like a loser in this blog with no better thing to be happy about except a stupid code working which is not even the major part of my project, but I don't care... The bottom line is THE CODE WORKED!!!

Even though the joy was not much long lived as the same day in the evening I was given another code to work upon and modify.