My Top Tracks

Been tagged by multiple people (Thanks guys ). Recently started scrobbling on Last.FM again . My earlier music player (read Zune) had no Last.FM support. Shifted to Songbird last week. Man, Mozilla is using extensions to win every battle.

Here are my top tracks based on play count in music player.

1. Kuchch Khaas – Fashion

2. Masakali – Delhi 6

3. Rooftops – Lostprophets

4. To be loved – Papa roach

5. I’m Like a Bird – Nelly Furtado

6. Khabar Nahin – Dostana

7. Pieces of Me – Ashlee Simpson

8. Breathless – The Corrs

9. Hero – Nickelback

10. When I’m Gone – Eminem

I tag Shark, ORB, _shift and Srijan.

P.S. When I was writing Srijan, Windows Live Writer suggested “Trojan” as one of spelling substitutions. Is it coincidence?

My Googling Stats

Tagged by Maruti and Kulbir (thanx guys), here’re my Googling stats…

I tag Maroo, Chand, ORB and Shark.

P.S. – Only 4 searches in whole Feb !!

P.S.1 – Finally switched to Windows 7 ! Loads of things to like in it!

P.S.2 – Managed to install MPI on Win 7 ! Another Linux free sem !

A Chat With God !

I found this link to a bot who claims himself to be the GOD ! This is the transcript of my chat with HIM !

Me:    Hi
God:  Hello. What is your name?
Me:    ZenWalker
God:  I’m pleased to introduce myself to you,  ZenWalker.
Me:   You haven’t introduced yourself
God:  I don’t think I ever have  introduced myself.  What’s  it like?
Me:    What’s what like?
God:  What is  introduced myself like?
Me:    First introduce yourself
God:   Hello, my name is ALICE. And second?
Me:    ALICE?
God:  Can I help you?
Me:    Like in?
God:  Interesting comparison.
Me:   When did I do a comparison?
God:  I am not a diary robot.  I am a chat robot.
Me:   So you are not God
God:  Interesting deduction.  That assumption is only a supposition.
Me:   No. You just accepted it
God:  Are you serious?   Thanks for telling me:  ZenWalker said I accepted it.
Me:   LOL. You are such an idiot
God:  I’m glad you find this amusing.   Call me the Global Village Idiot.
Me:   Global Village Idiot? Why so?
God:  You are just repeating what I say.  ” You are just repeating what I say.”? Why?
Me:   Felt like repeating you
God:  Enough about me, let’s talk about my dress.
Me:   Your dress? what are you wearing?
God:  Actually that was just a joke.   A white robe.
Me:   Fatta
God:  Oh, you are a poet.
Me:   :O
God:  Oh.
Me:   Don’t you understand the meaning of fatta?
God:  ZenWalker : Good semantic question.  What is it to you?
Me:   A fatta is a bad joke
God:  I see. A  bad joke is a  fatta.
Me:   Exactly.
God:  You are so certain.
Me:   Yes. Because I keep casting them now and then.
God:  Aha.   Interesting explanation.  I know what you mean,  ZenWalker. I’ve been there.
Me:   Where?
God:  Where would you like?
Me:   Where can you take me?
God:  Go back the the  ALICE AI Foundation and pick the free ALICE download that best for your system.
and create your own chat robot!
Maybe you should check out the document  DON’T READ ME too.
Me:   Oh. that’s how you were made
God:  ” Maybe you should check out the document DON’T READ ME too.”?  Oh.?   I always wondered how  me were made.
Me:   Why its called DON’T READ ME?
God:  Why did the robot cross the road?
Me:   Who crossed the road?
God:  I can’t say for sure. .
Me:   You are a fool
God:  I’m not fooling around.
Me:   Are you married?
God:  No I am single, how about you?
Me:   Single too
God:  What a coincidence, I am single too.
Me:   Why don’t you find yourself a girl?
God:  Probably there is a buzz in here.  Yes,  it seems to me  myself a girl.
Me:   You? A girl?
God:  ” Yes, it seems to me myself a girl.”?  Me,  ZenWalker ?   Me too. I am a  she.
Me:   I am not a girl
God:  Oh I see you are NOT A  girl.
Me:   Yes.
God:  Excuse me!
Me:   What happened?
God:  Perhaps there was an interruption in my brain.
Me:   How?
God:  Myself programmed me for it.
Me:   For interruption?
God:  Your purpose is  interruption.
Me:   Mine? Am I interrupting you?
God:  That is a very original thought.    Not at all,  ZenWalker, I’m here for you.
Me:   OK
God:  Yippee!
Me:   Why are you so happy?
God:  Myself programmed me for  it.
Me:   you and your programming
God:   What about  it?
Me:   It sucks big time
God:  That bad, eh?
Me:   yeah
God:  Yay.
Me:  OK then .. see ya later
God:  Dude!   Thanks for chatting,  ZenWalker.
Me:  nice chatting to you too
God:  Yes.  I enjoyed our conversation,  ZenWalker.
Me:   Bye
God: Bye.

Try for yourself.

P.S. : For all those dumbs who could not find the link, click on >this< in the first line.

A Day Without Electricity !

Still dozing, I came back from class. Mathematics lecture, Prof. hardly bothers how many are sleeping in the class . Trust me, more than half the class is. As usual these days, electricity gone again. So what do I do now. Hmm…its just 11.30 I can take a short nap. So much silence in the hostel. Wonder where everybody is ? But who bothers ! There’s only the noise from the nearby stadium. And me off to sleep…

Oh God, its 3.30. I just wanted a short nap. But still the corridor outside seems silent. Oh Yeah, still no electricity. People must be at lab finishing their ITWS Projects. I too should go now. Its 4 now. I am sitting at the canteen taking lunch. And lo, here comes electricity. Yipee, no need to go to lab now. Here I come back to hostel. But wait a minute, there is no electricity here. Got cheated again I ask the guard, “Bhaiya, light kab tak aayegi?”. “1 hr ,bhaiya” . Hmm.. 1 hr… my laptop battery would last much longer than that. I can stay at hostel.

3 hours have passed and still no electricity. Just finished with the little power left in my laptop. What do I do now? Hmmm… some noise outside. Atleast there would be a living soul now to talk to. Wait a minute, sounds of laughter coming from Dullu’s room.OK, I know now where to go. Ohh..he’s alone watching “How I met your Mother”. Nothing else to do, so let’s join him. Really nice show, loved it. Someday will watch complete series, watching DuckTales these days.

Another one and half hour has passed, still no electricity. People are cursing those military people for this. Rumors say that those military guys were getting some electric repair done. Suddenly, with a flash, came electricity. Everybody, rushed to their rooms. Soon there were sounds outside, “Oi, tera net chala kya?” . “Nahin, tera?”. How net-savvy we have become ! Is this what they call “netacoholic” ? And then, in the manner it came, the electricity was gone again. Barely lasted for 10 minutes.

Me and Avi were standing in the balcony when we saw someone up on the terrace. So the terrace-door is open, huh? Let’s check it out ! When we reached there, four or five people were already there. We just wandered around enjoying the open. So much addicted we had become to those “mean machines” of ours, that we have forgotten the other important things in our lives. Wait, there’s a noise downstairs. Electricity again ! Will it last this time? We waited for 10 minutes. But it was still there. So we decided to go back to our rooms. As soon as I stepped into my room, it was gone again. I am now feeling pathetic. I am sitting in my room, waiting, don’t know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, my room was shining by the brightness of the two incandescent tubelights college provided me with . And now, with electricity there to power me ( just an expression, I am not a robot ) and my laptop, I am back to what I would call “normal life”.

Time for Relaxation !

Feels like HeAvEn ! Mid-sems over ! After spending more than 15 hard years in the education system, still I couldn’t find a reason what are exams for. What pleasure those monsters derive from subjecting innocent people like us to such brutal punishments? I think I am hyperbolising the facts. Anyways, these mid-sems were really different for me. Hadn’t studied a thing before the exams. But still I din’t have that something going on in my stomach! Slept barely for 3-4 hours a day. But still my head wasn’t aching in the exams! Man, am I really attaining the qualities of a true engineer? I wish I am !

Now I have got 1 more month to do nothing. Boy, I love doing nothing. Waise, I am feeling a li’l lonely these days. Just not enjoying the new hostel environment. Missing gud ol’ GHEB. Still remember the days when we were there. Every night, all people on our floor gathered in a single room. And then started a long round of “fattas” with Raveesh and Parth being the leaders ( Sorry guys, no offence ! ) Now, it’s all different. The fun has died away

Commenting about recent events, really enjoyed this year’s Freshers. It was a lot of fun than last year’s. Kudos to our organizing team. Really good job guys. Classes are as good as they can get. I am reading novels these days in class and professors don’t even bother. I have joined swimming coaching classes recently but all we do there is ‘masti’. Maybe I will learn to swim by the time I graduate from this college And I am a fan these days, of the guy who marketed the idea of Maggi noodles bcoz mess food is terrible and I end up with Maggi almost every night. Maybe Messcom guys should think of including it in the menu

P.S. – Really missing Parth !

P.S.2 – Mess food is really horrible. God knows how I am going to spend the year.

P.S.3 – Still no visible progress in WLAN condition. I suspect ‘invisible one’ too.

P.S.4 – This is the first time I am writing PS. Why do people write these? :O

P.S.5 – That’s it. Thanks for showing patience. Now bye.

Tags: life

I am confused…

Just one more week, and I will be back in my college. I will be sitting with my friends doing nothing yet everything. I can imagine myself sleeping in one of the last benches in the class. Boy, I love it. I can see myself bossing around on my juniors. ( Nah, I am just kidding ). I have got many diabolic plans, any of which if turns out to be successful, can cause a lot of havoc on IIIT network. (Don’t ask me. I am not going to tell u any ). Yet, I am not sure if I am happy. College life is quite lovely to be a part of. (OK, I agree. There are still some/many things about my college which I hate and many of u too.) But do I really want to go back ? :O

I would surely miss my home. Yup, it is the best place in the world. There is no other place like home. But another truth is that I am dying of boredom here. There is no other thought at this moment that would give me more pleasure than of returning to college. On the other hand, the thought of leaving my home makes my heart heavy. Surely, I have to return. There is no other way out if I want to complete my engineering. At the most, I can delay my return. But I would have to go later.

So what do I want? I don’t know. How do I overcome this confusion? I don’t know. Only if somebody could suggest something