Thursday, September 30, 2004

Refrigeration !

I used to love this and would simply marvel at this technology !
compress something - make it exchange heat with something cold . expand it so it now is a lot cooler than it was before compression. and then make it exchange heat with ur drinks and ur freezer ! basss
Chilled Beer for the weekend is ready ! YAY!!
n for the bacchus , ice for your pepsi !!

Note: The key to compressing and heating at the same time is the isentropic process 4-1.
Also dont get fooled by the words heater and cooler in this chart. Cooler is where the refirgerant exchanges heat with the atmosphere ( remember those coils behind your refirgerator where all your pens and notes and coins would fall ) Those coils are the cooler. And the heater is what you open and enjoy that chill air pass by you. These terms are named so, as they are looked at throught the coolant point of view.
Now you know what budwieser thrives on !

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Thousands of Thundering Typhoons.

Billions of Blue Blistering Barnacles !!!

Was Fun.

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Dream On *

Now a days my dreams are rather comforting. I dont recall each and every dream, But it makes me want to sleep that one minute more to finish it off.

I HAVE to do a research on dreams. I have had this dream many a times where it seems I am falling and suddenly physically in real world my leg gives out a jerk. So many times its happened that in my dreams that I am speaking something or am just in a situation where it is important for me to acknowledge or just say something and I feel the urge to speak in real world.

And the best of course are the late night phone calls where I have slept off while speaking on the phone.... yes slept off while speaking.... and I start talking my dreams out. I am not saying that she bores me to sleep ( no offences there :) you know I dont mean to .. ;) ) but its just the warmth that some dreams give us. That feeling to just get into it and absorb as much as you can as long as you can.

Dreams are what I always need to get me that extra out of what I have.

* One more on my series of dream specials

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Adverts

Just lately i visited a blog which mentioned about some advertisements in India.
I was an addict to channel surfing in India. I searched a lot online for Indian Advertisements
Never thought that of all the things that are there to miss I'd be missing the capitalism brought to us by the likes of O&M and Kakkars.
But hey who would enjoy watching a cartoon of a bear singing "charmin ultra cha cha cha" an ad for Paper rolls.
The creativity just seems to be absent when it comes to advertisements in US.

God how I miss the smile of sonali bendre or preity zinta when they are selling limca or pepsi.
Or how I use to freak at the little kid doing Cartwheel jumps near a huge Puri.
Even the kid saying "mei ghar chod ke bhag ja raha hu"
Aur Mere liye ?

Monday, September 27, 2004

In search of a new wallpaper

So I got bored with the wallpaper that existed on my pc.
and then in search of em I came across this !

Kinda cool aint it ?

its the sombrero galaxy.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Changes

Changed the appearance a bit.
Added monkey buds team blog link
Also added Kaamkaaz.blogspot.com

parivartan ke khilaaf nahi hu mai
yane mere saath aishwarya rai !!

Rajaji ki kamal

Rameez "The real strength of cricket is the crowd"

So what happened at Pakistan? When India visited?

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Once a year Twice a Week

Last year August to this year August: No. of visits to temple: 1
Last Tuesday to this Tuesday: No. of visits to temple: 2

August 2003
Atul Verma ( Also called as Baiie ): Oh Baiie yaha par koi gurudwara hai?
Nishant Singh: Abey Gurudwara ki baat kar raha hai Yaha par 100-200 mile tak Mandir bhi nahi hai.

Amitabh when he has to die in in his Mother's Laps in Houghton.
" Ma yaha par koi ghantiyaan kyun nahi baj rahi??? Maa? MAAAA!!!"

Friday, September 17, 2004

You Should read this

work

Kid loves to eat!

Does it matter to you if the world sees you without your pants on? Not to a 2-3 year old. But imagine the joy of waking up in the morning and sniffling the whiff of fresh sweet baked goods. This is joy every person regardless of age would devour.But not moms.

So I wake up every morning not knowing whether I had to brush then or not. Not knowing whether I had to have a bath or not. But if I missed the morning batch of the sweet like nectar breeze then thered always be the other batch coming.

And next you find a very troubled mother taking her kid to a window where she would buy an assortment of nankatai, khari and sweet bakery goodies while the kid stayed atop her and wondering "what the heck whys she making me select a few and why not the whole bunch" still troubling her till he gets his rebuke and quietly accepted what he got.

Gleefully the nanga punga kid on the "kadey" of his mom will reach home to trouble her to get him some tea to finish the goods with.

Dont know if the people who now stay at the Sitladevi, Mahim house have kids who bother them as such or no.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

@work

Ever had to get up at 5:50 in the morning just to get your 35 minutes in the bathroom? Well three of us stay together with a guest currently n share a single bathroom. All of us need 30-35 mins. One of us is a big lazy bugger never wakes up before 7 am.(will make him wake up at 550 next week :D)
So when you are so drowsy at work what do you do?
start thinking of some stuff to keep off the sleep.
I think I do have a bunch of stories from my childhood which I will start putting em here.
God bless the bald eagle.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

JC Penny and Levis makes me smile.

Went to buy some clothes at "JC Penny" Ha ha!! All the clothes there fit me one size smaller :) Just to make sure I even try a universal brand Levis, but the outcomes still the same.

One size small fits perfectly.

Those who have seen the episode of Jerry Sienfeld where they accuse him of swapping other labels on to his Levis to show his waist is 31, for me even if I did so I wouldnt be fooling anyone.

Its been since the first time that I visited this stupid place called Heera Panna at haji ali. Where the clothes were so haphazardly sized that I just gave up on looking at sizes. Damn you Heera Panna, pretty soon I realized that in retail outlets as well my sizes had gone up :( But then I had given up. Damn you Heera Panna.

Now after about 4 years I see the golden "34" I used to think I was!!!
Way to go JC Penny. Damn You Heera Panna.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Pulioghare

Mastered the art of making Pulioghare. Rice dish with not much hardwork in it but tastes better than plain rice.

Met a person who has never visited India. The guys name is Mr. G. Gandhi.

I don't understand, just because we appreciate some things doesn't mean that people take others for granted. I somehow manage to refrain myself from talking about political or communal issues. Of course politics doesn't matter much because I don't much either :D, but communal issues sometimes irk me.

My room-mate would about beg me for the discman, but he didn't pester me before he realised I had his type of music. To this point I accept that maybe someone actually has a particular taste and preference. But when someone has to take pride in admitting his lack of knowledge about the national language for a lame reason stating his language is far more superior I resent that.

I mean is there a standard that actually measures the superiority of a language or scores it on a basis of 1 - 100 so you could evaluate between languages and then chose the best ?

Just so much as I like to listen to some of the music in this language I hate the attitude these people have.

Sometimes makes me wonder why havent we had a riot with these guys than with others.

One more thing, just because some region has more output of a particular thing doesnt mean they are the best at it. Brilliance. Hah! you probably have engineering colleges besides every udipi.

yeah mebbe I am wrong some where. and No Im not on war with my room mate. He infact is a lot more understanding and helpfull. Just wish he didnt have that attitude.

Back to work.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Week of Isolation

Friday 27th August I touched down at Greenville SC.
Sunday 29th August My seniors leave Greenville SC.
Sunday 29th August Me and Rohan (my new room-mate) signed the lease for our apartment.
Monday 30th August Rohan goes to work I stay back at the apartment.

Apartment: A hall, a kitchen, a bedroom and a balcony.
Utilities at Apartment: Electricity, Water, Washer Dryers.
Things not present at Apartment: TV, Telephone, Radio, Speakers, Internet, PC, car.
Things present at Apartment: 1 Novel by Robert Ludlum, 1 Free Newspaper, 1 Motivational book called 10 rules to break and 10 rules to make.
Me: Felt like breaking my head 10 times.

Tuesday 31st August: Enter Hariprasth Naraynswamy "HARRY" my second roommate.

Wednesday: I lost count of date and started looking forward to Tuesday 7th September my joining date.

Sometimes in life you take the basic facilities for granted. But a week full of lunch at the gas station and Subway situated at the corner, no Phone and or internet and possibly no modes of trasnsport made us realise one thing..... there are still lots of things I have to buy !!!!

Thursday: Me and Harry bored beyond relief walked 3 hours in search of internet !

Friday: Me and Harry still with the hope of internet walked 30 mins in the opposite direction to find the public library ! JACKPOT !! 46 bulk mails deleted.

Saturday: Hope, Relief and civilization returns back to us in the form of two people who decided to pay rohan a visit for the long weekend.Yahoo Car and phone to use.

Saturday: visited Atlanta, Georgia.
Sunday: visited Triple Waterfalls,NC. Caesers Head State Park,SC.
Monday: played cricket, visited local family .:D got internet.visited one more family in the night. got dinner :D.

Tuesday: GE Energy, Greenville,SC welcomes me with rains, a complex system of passwords and accounts and an internet access that surprisingly allows blogspot to continue :D

Life goes on. I now dream of internet access and a phone.

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