Confused

mGinger
URL: http://mginger.com/
Idea: This is a total new revolution in advertisment world. I am impressed with the idea. For End Consumers: Get paid for receiveing SMS you are interested in. For Customers: Reach more people in short period of time.


adMad.mobi
Something similar is adMad.mobi ( http://www.adMad.mobi/). I tried to contact them even for job offer but they didnt cared to reply back :)

redBus.in
URL: http://www.redBus.in/
Idea: Booking bus tickets online

Read-Ink
URL: http://www.read-ink.com/
Idea: Document Analysis and Handwriting recognition technologies


Some good resources for innovation and entreprenuership
Indian Innovators Voice (http://www.indianinnovatorsforum.org/)
Webyantra - A site which keeps an eye on Startups in India (http://www.webyantra.net/)

Is Possessiveness bad?

Some people say that it is ok if it is in limit. No Body defined the limit. Limit varies from person to person. If person makes a statement like the one above, he/she uses his/her value of limits and not the limits of the person he is making statement for. See the Irony! But still....it exists.

I believe that possessiveness comes only when you like/love a particular thing very much. You attach yourself to the that particular object only when you think you can connect to it. Slowly - Slowly Unconsciously, you start attaching your ideas and your values with that particular thing. This is true because when you become possessive about something, you get attached to it. You start taking responsibility of each and every behaviour of that object. You will try to reflect your behaviour in that object because that is the best satisfying action you can think of. And since actions reflects your moral and values, the object becomes a live example of your beliefs. Beliefs which make what you are. Beliefs which support every statement you make.

So, the question Is possessiveness bad? can be restated as Is attaching your morals and values to an object you like is bad? The answer depends on how much you want to attach yourself to that object. Its not in how much you are attached to it. If something is important, it is sure that you want to attach yourself to it completely to make it best. You can only make it best when you are completely devoted to it and try to do everything you can think of to make it best. If its not important, than I am sure that possessiveness about that object is bad. But if its important, I think possessivenss is something you must have.

I will end this topic with a question: When in the end you are not able to be happy with the way object performed. Object was important to you. What went wrong?

Note that object can be anything related to your career, your relationships(s), your bhevaiour and so forth.

The bubble of being good or great is becoming a metaphor and all is succumbing down to wat you are or who you are. The greatest satisfaction lie in being yourself. In the end, you will not see what you have acheived but the few moments you have left in front of you of your life. The life which you have lived for the whole of your life to achieve something great or to achieve something what you want. Will you think about it? Will that answer matter to you? Will you be happy thinking of them? The importance of question lies in your heart. Not in your head.

Imagine the day when you know that that will be day will be your last day. It could be tomorrow. IT could be any day. Imagine you will have some few moments left and then you will be gone. From your heart, from your senses, from your greatness.........from everything. Nothing left behind. You do good work for society so that people will remember you. Why? Who cares?

I am growing tired from expectations. Expectations that I have from myself. Expectations that people have from me. Expectations that my friends have with me. Expectations that my family has from me. Expectations that forces me to do which I dont like. Unconsciously I am doing that. Now I admit it. I am growing old. Its getting difficult to bear this pressure anymore. I am living for the only fact that I have to live. I am working for the only fact that I have to do something good. I am loosing myself. I am not able to live the life in harmony. Everyday is becoming a fight. Everyday is getting boring. And when every second becomes a burden, it means that you are at the wrong place. I may be at the wrong place. But I have to live.

I dont want to live for the betterment of my future. I want to live for the betterment of my present. Is am I being naive or stupid or am I being selfish to enjoy my present? Is it wrong to live in present? Why my present has to take burden of my future. Why they cannot be separate? I miss my past. I want to live in a better present without caring for my future and I dont want to care for my future. Is it wrong? All these questions makes me a reality. A reality that my stupid mind is still working. Why not my heart is working? The only end between my mind and my heart, between my expectations and my selfishness, my life between a reality and a virtuality ..is THE END.

I have opened my arms.

Today, I came across an amazing software: YPOP's. It is registered wtih Sourceforge.net. It helped me to forward my email to Outlook from my free Yahoo mail account.

Link: http://ypopsemail.com/

While configuring Outlook, use POP3 Server and put the server location as 127.1.1.1. Same server for SMTP. and you will be all set.

Long Live Open source community

Today, I have completed all my formalities required in order to join Iowa State Unversity, US of A. Funny it seems, my excitment weaned a little bit. Imagination of me boarding the plane and going to US seems an important event where I would say goodbye to my parents. Now small small events are making their place in my mind. Tomorrow, I will be receiving my ticket.

Anyways..I think these all things are just a part of the whole process.

Its been a time when I have really spent some time with myself..I wonder where my narcissim and where is my self-conceitness has gone. I am also getting lost in the crowd and started to act normal. Its strange.I am becoming gregarious. From the time when I was in my college where I always used to think about myself, suddenly my life has seen a new turn. My post-college life is professional. I have tasted different cocktails with varying human essence. Sometime back, when I was trying to justify my love towards my girl, my bard instincts were taking shape. Now after, I have got my love, I am getting lost. I am happy but I am not. I know my perplex situation is getting worse but I think may be I will reach a definite end this time. Have you seen someone lingering over one's own posthumous ceremony?? Irony or Funny...I dont know.

I sometimes wonder , what I have made myself when I am standing at a path where the engineering degree has given me a sense of pride to feel upon. After writing my last exam of 16 years of education, when I see back, I have fade memories of some of my friends, my crushes, my punishments, my hangouts, my irrational thinking and my immature history. I am flooded with memories. All are mine. But I wonder what happened to the people in these chapters of my life. I will die and all these memories will accompany me. I once read a novel, " Tuesdays with Moorie" Amazing novel. This guy Moorie was about to die and was completely aware of it. He wanted to hear those beautiful words and poems people speak on the funeral ceremony. So, he organised one when he was living and got a chance to know what people really think about him.......
I still wonder, why do people hide their feelings from each other. What do they fear or what do they like?? Why one cannot tell how he/she feels. Why the whole world is hazy when everybody is looking for clarity of mind. There are no rules that mutual feeling has always to be compassion. I am living my last few days at ISM. I can still feel the numbness and stillness of the surroundings when everyone is so agile these days. No one is speaking but everyone is listening. Everyone is an engineer now, engineer with a degree. The degree which is written document not only that you are an engineer but the struggle which you survived .
The pride which the degree gave me, was because of the the degree belong to 1st class genre or because it gave me a page of my four year of life at ISM. Whether the degree was proud or whether I am. But this emotion will pass and so my these last 10 days at ISM.

I am writing this blog beacuse this is how I am going to speak to my past when I will be sitting somewhere in the future. I am writing so that I would be able to tell myself what I have made myself after all these years.

I tried to reconcile with my restless inner being to place myself at rest. But the results were not optimistic and were vapid. I tried to teach him the effects of the worst enemy of humans- aimlessness and the second in the row - expectations. He agreed. But still there was a inharmony between us. I guess he( inner being) wanted to accept the existence of my friend's presence. So I waited for the same....................and hey!I got something, I guess this is the time, I have to let that inharmony pass through me. I am happy again.

I need someone to talk. But there is none. As the world has collapsed to the reality, my emotions has taken the background. So, here I am again writing again. My words is all I think l I have to talk with. They are good listener. They obey my commands. But they cannot think and they cannot feel. I dont know whether I am living vicariously but now I have felt my words talking to me back. Its amazing. They are like their best friend who will alaways support you. I have lost my will to find a good friend in a human. I think the problem is with me. I think I attach my expectations with the person and that is where my relation ends. Ha Ha!!! I wonder what is a best friend then? I can think that why people said that Computer is the most fucking innovation after Rennaisance. Can you feel the power of computer right now where on one hand I am typing my words and on the hand there is a dumb listener which I know who will never response. What a irony.....
The main reason I am writing this chapter of my life, is that I was looking for someone to whom I can talk. I drank a lot but still my consciousness is with me. I guess I am making a mistake again . I think both my unconscious and conscious minds have taken a same place. But then Whatever...
I was acting myself in front of a person whom I considered as mine or my good friend. I dont know.But the options are restricted to them . But then , he acted like my feelings are stranger to him . This placed me to a position to question myself whether it was me who was wrong or was he? I think I am being an arbitrator but I have to to correct my error so that it doesnot become a mistake. I think the real culprit is the expectation . I expected that he will understand me and he expected me to be more logical to his expectation. But then its in Humant to attach onself with the other. Isn't it?

Still drinking and living........

I can think but I cannot judge,
I can feel but I cannot appreciate,
Its not the emotions that I lack,
but I suffer from rational thinking and sanity
I have nothing to loose and nothing to gain,
still the fear of losing everything is a pain,
I can feel my pride burning and soul stammering
and the body dying of vapidity
and the sanguine hopes fading away
The light has lost his power as the darkness shines
Where is the God?What is my crime?
I have always lived the willpower of life
which was a abettor when I lived
as there were no more words to learn
The graveyard is still a fresh memory
I wonder what remains alive, my virtues or my vice