The True Story of the ... Network.
When the first cis network was born, there was a man inside , who could change anything and everything he wanted. Partha, was bent upon finding out new loopholes in the network for everyday needs like checking mails, sending greeting and so forth. It was Partha, who first discovered that yahoo mail was accessible thru russian site links and harmless Address book links present on the yahoo dashboard. In those days , site filters primarily worked on URL (whats typed in the Address bar in your explorer). All was well until the machines launched the next version of websense, and a host of other utilities.
The free people ( Church of the Swimming elephant) worked tirelessly to find out new ways to mail, chat and blog. This was probably the second generation of anomalies in the so called secure system, which unchecked would amount to a escalating probability of disaster. The second generation Zionites were cleaned off in
operations vis a vis "mt-ohi grewl" & "mammoo-sweep".
While the first and second generation zionites made use of their individual skills , the third generation was solely focused on "Social Engineering"; which was by far the best technique, as the amount of time, energy investment was meagre and there were bonuses and allowances apart from the regular benefits. However due to frequent rotation of resources , this system soon failed.
The fourth generation free people, went back to the dark ages , ploughed the hard soil of Internet Explorer and come up with a new technique code named "xypro".
They used the machines inherent weakness to let some of the gates open for their own use. Though the keys to the gates were frequently changed, the zionites combined a form of fusion of Social Engineering and Sniffer tools to get hold of the new keys within minutes of being created. This continued for a while. Bhairu, Praan , Argentum and Cipher were the prominent members of the church in those days.
Zionites also played cat and mouse with the wormies and agents of the system, for accessing the very precious backdoors to mail, chat and free downloads. using the lan setting, setting up new internet connections, using autoxypro enabled, using script enabled xypro, regedit... the machines with closed the gates one after the other.
3.174.26.71 was the last human city. it was buried deep down in the shackles of 4th floor and was discovered by guru nanak and guru bhairav. for months, this gate was used to broadcast real player signals, internet radio signals, and download tons of free music. zionites were ethical people and never used these gates for any un-ethical work (for definition of ethics -- contact guru xipher). these gates opened up google news and a plethora of tech forums containing all the javascripts and ready made reusable components one would ever need. After all, everyone's work is essentially copy/paste.
However, the Architect (code name : boo ;; scary enough ?) shut down the last pirated port. We have been waiting hence for the next revolution, for the new zion to take birth, for the new neo, morpheus and trinity , where art theee ???
Monday, January 31, 2005
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Home Trip - aka - Revelations Part I
When i come to know that , the increased zest for life, the feeling that "i am
running out of time", the likeliness towards "Rabba-Agony/Ecstacy" Mix, and the
forever drugged feeling of infinite high and infinite low in quick succession
,all finally desolve unto not another game of cancer , my birth star, but a
disease which had been growing within all the while , i am humbled .. yes i
am....
the perpetual fear of not finding words to express myself always haunted me ...
it was like being gagged and made to watch horror movies, i couldnt scream out
what i felt . now, i have no idea, why this sentence is here ....
so Mr. Paul Thanookaran (surgeon), took one look at me and said.. "alright , turn
over.." , after a little naughty inspection he said
" son, you are bleeding inside, you need help soon! can you extend your leave ?"
"whats the matter ? "
"you need an operation , asap!, preferably today evening ? 7 ' o clock would be ok ?"
Nooooooo ! Seven o clock wouldnt be ok , Not that i wanted my birth and death
times to coincide , but because i knew i didnt need an operation. So , i smiled and thanked the doc for the agony inspection and promised upon good lord that i would return at 7 pm to be operated upon . Even my 87 model maruti sensed the danger and promptly started at one turn of the key ... If it was a funnier moment i would have screamed "Its alive !!!! Its haaaliveeee!! ", Nope, i quietly drove home ...
To be Continued ...
running out of time", the likeliness towards "Rabba-Agony/Ecstacy" Mix, and the
forever drugged feeling of infinite high and infinite low in quick succession
,all finally desolve unto not another game of cancer , my birth star, but a
disease which had been growing within all the while , i am humbled .. yes i
am....
the perpetual fear of not finding words to express myself always haunted me ...
it was like being gagged and made to watch horror movies, i couldnt scream out
what i felt . now, i have no idea, why this sentence is here ....
so Mr. Paul Thanookaran (surgeon), took one look at me and said.. "alright , turn
over.." , after a little naughty inspection he said
" son, you are bleeding inside, you need help soon! can you extend your leave ?"
"whats the matter ? "
"you need an operation , asap!, preferably today evening ? 7 ' o clock would be ok ?"
Nooooooo ! Seven o clock wouldnt be ok , Not that i wanted my birth and death
times to coincide , but because i knew i didnt need an operation. So , i smiled and thanked the doc for the agony inspection and promised upon good lord that i would return at 7 pm to be operated upon . Even my 87 model maruti sensed the danger and promptly started at one turn of the key ... If it was a funnier moment i would have screamed "Its alive !!!! Its haaaliveeee!! ", Nope, i quietly drove home ...
To be Continued ...
Monday, January 17, 2005
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
verbal foreplay
(drama name="small talk" genre="boring")
(charactor name="manasan")
(charactor name="malavika")
(scene location="temple outside the entrace to the town" time="evening")
manasan: hey malavika, the sun is setting, lights are going away, and see things that we saw
all day are getting covered up so fast. (pause) life is so short malavika.
malavika: hey manasa, why do you tell me all this, as if i dont know that.
manasan: (pause)
malavika: hey manasa, dont bore me.
manasan: (pause)
malavika: why dont we just fuck, and let me go home.
manasan: ok, so no need for foreplay, ha
malavika: no more of that verbal foreplay of yours.
(charactor name="manasan")
(charactor name="malavika")
(scene location="temple outside the entrace to the town" time="evening")
manasan: hey malavika, the sun is setting, lights are going away, and see things that we saw
all day are getting covered up so fast. (pause) life is so short malavika.
malavika: hey manasa, why do you tell me all this, as if i dont know that.
manasan: (pause)
malavika: hey manasa, dont bore me.
manasan: (pause)
malavika: why dont we just fuck, and let me go home.
manasan: ok, so no need for foreplay, ha
malavika: no more of that verbal foreplay of yours.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Video
video
-----
proceed with cuts between guy and gal
guy : south
gal : north
guy : chubby
gal : slim
guy : hindu
gal : muslim
guy : grey
gal : wheatish
guy : oiled dark hai
gal : straightened chestnut hair
guy : thick lips
gal : thin rose lips
guy : eats rice sambar
gal : eats roti dal
guy : black powerful eyes
gal : brown eyes
and then they meet!
-----
proceed with cuts between guy and gal
guy : south
gal : north
guy : chubby
gal : slim
guy : hindu
gal : muslim
guy : grey
gal : wheatish
guy : oiled dark hai
gal : straightened chestnut hair
guy : thick lips
gal : thin rose lips
guy : eats rice sambar
gal : eats roti dal
guy : black powerful eyes
gal : brown eyes
and then they meet!
Months back, when i was a good worker
select * from ...
This is the way my day starts ...
and i end it with ...
ORA-0213 MAXIMUM SIMULTANEOUS CONNECTIONS EXCEEDED. Kindly Logoff neech kuthe kamine!
in between, we go for breakfast break, lunch break, tea break, piss break, mouth look break, conference break, doubt clearing break (when ramnath screams in agony .. "nihaaaaaaa! the query is returning null!!!" ...) , water collection breaks (filling seethas water bottle from the distant dispenser-near the toilet!!! aaah bad architecture - much like the human body)
though Allen Mammen (comeon ! you dont know him? .. do i ?) .. says that all these breaks are to be mentioned in kintana (a time tracking tool), we dont because, we dont write about the extra effort we put in either . Everything is perfect in web technologies... You plan for 20 hours with 2 resources ... finish it off in an amazing 1 hour with 50% utilization of a resource .. voila! thanks to the OFFSHORE PROCESS MODEL designed by SOMEONE SITTING AT ONSITE and driven by an account manager, who cant find the windows key on his keyboard (Oh.. he stopped programming 10 years back!!).
in between ramnath again pops in and whispers "nihaaaa, the query did return 1 row, i didnt see it. he he he "
CUT:
"I was jolted from my tiny nap with my (newly wedded) tl's snoring!!!"
i try to get myself out of the SCREEN by clicking on Google News (something genuinely legal ?) ..
Websense : This site is blocked due to unmentionable reasons
ha ha ha .. This gives me an oppurtunity to actually use my $%^#$skills after a loong (read it as current_date - date_of_employment) time ...
and when i am chewing google news ,i hear ramnaths footsteps !!!!
CUT TO MATRIX NEO SEQUENCES : PRIMARY ESCAPE FROM AGENTS!
aah. .. "try to keep yourself low.. cross over to the next cabin ... now!.. rush to the toilet .. peace :).. stay here for a while"
(dont forget to switch off mobile).
S%#%%$ is complaining about something ... Thats something rare !, I lend my ear ...
"They selected that guy even after we rejected him twice !! I gave him a -1 for tech skills! and they are sending him onsite ?! This is heights!!!"
True, very true, POLITICS sucks !
after the 4'oclock tea (which is a must - freshers break :)), when i return to my 4x4 prison, i see k#$&% crying .. or is he laughing ? He highlights two lines in the email sent by the onsite coordinator
"the requirements have been delayed by 2 weeks, you can adjust the intermediate tollgates and deliverables,or in other words , you can do whatever with the Microsoft Project Plan, BUT THE END DATE WILL REMAIN THE SAME :), keep up the good work, with love... "
i respect the software industry . i respect the software moguls. i honestly believe that organizations like mine and the products like the one i develop are the real reason, people believe in God.
This is the way my day starts ...
and i end it with ...
ORA-0213 MAXIMUM SIMULTANEOUS CONNECTIONS EXCEEDED. Kindly Logoff neech kuthe kamine!
in between, we go for breakfast break, lunch break, tea break, piss break, mouth look break, conference break, doubt clearing break (when ramnath screams in agony .. "nihaaaaaaa! the query is returning null!!!" ...) , water collection breaks (filling seethas water bottle from the distant dispenser-near the toilet!!! aaah bad architecture - much like the human body)
though Allen Mammen (comeon ! you dont know him? .. do i ?) .. says that all these breaks are to be mentioned in kintana (a time tracking tool), we dont because, we dont write about the extra effort we put in either . Everything is perfect in web technologies... You plan for 20 hours with 2 resources ... finish it off in an amazing 1 hour with 50% utilization of a resource .. voila! thanks to the OFFSHORE PROCESS MODEL designed by SOMEONE SITTING AT ONSITE and driven by an account manager, who cant find the windows key on his keyboard (Oh.. he stopped programming 10 years back!!).
in between ramnath again pops in and whispers "nihaaaa, the query did return 1 row, i didnt see it. he he he "
CUT:
"I was jolted from my tiny nap with my (newly wedded) tl's snoring!!!"
i try to get myself out of the SCREEN by clicking on Google News (something genuinely legal ?) ..
Websense : This site is blocked due to unmentionable reasons
ha ha ha .. This gives me an oppurtunity to actually use my $%^#$skills after a loong (read it as current_date - date_of_employment) time ...
and when i am chewing google news ,i hear ramnaths footsteps !!!!
CUT TO MATRIX NEO SEQUENCES : PRIMARY ESCAPE FROM AGENTS!
aah. .. "try to keep yourself low.. cross over to the next cabin ... now!.. rush to the toilet .. peace :).. stay here for a while"
(dont forget to switch off mobile).
S%#%%$ is complaining about something ... Thats something rare !, I lend my ear ...
"They selected that guy even after we rejected him twice !! I gave him a -1 for tech skills! and they are sending him onsite ?! This is heights!!!"
True, very true, POLITICS sucks !
after the 4'oclock tea (which is a must - freshers break :)), when i return to my 4x4 prison, i see k#$&% crying .. or is he laughing ? He highlights two lines in the email sent by the onsite coordinator
"the requirements have been delayed by 2 weeks, you can adjust the intermediate tollgates and deliverables,or in other words , you can do whatever with the Microsoft Project Plan, BUT THE END DATE WILL REMAIN THE SAME :), keep up the good work, with love... "
i respect the software industry . i respect the software moguls. i honestly believe that organizations like mine and the products like the one i develop are the real reason, people believe in God.
Thursday, December 30, 2004
Words Random
forced, fed,
left undead.
last hope,
enough rope.
lost time,
reason, rhyme.
enough said
heaving head.
tuneless songs,
mindless throngs.
Causal analyses,
fatal catalysis.
prematurely aged,
ferocity caged.
rage denied,
nature defied.
throbbing impotence,
celebrating ignorance.
blessed meek,
gloating keep.
chained heroes,
glorified zeroes.
faking faces,
mistaken places.
left undead.
last hope,
enough rope.
lost time,
reason, rhyme.
enough said
heaving head.
tuneless songs,
mindless throngs.
Causal analyses,
fatal catalysis.
prematurely aged,
ferocity caged.
rage denied,
nature defied.
throbbing impotence,
celebrating ignorance.
blessed meek,
gloating keep.
chained heroes,
glorified zeroes.
faking faces,
mistaken places.
Friday, December 10, 2004
Thursday, December 02, 2004
When i had my job in trivandrum, the first 8 months i used to travel 15 kms a day by two buses. I used to have the company of a bus full of little school going children, all cheerful and noisy. They would be with me for half the distance. I would listen to the little boys playing silly games and little girls chatting. Then i used to walk a little every day on the same path, which runs through a residential area. The whole travel thing gives you a lot of space even if the buses are crowded and even when you are travelling the same path every day. Looking back from here they all look interesting, though i might have been a lot bored with them some times. The worst would be the wait for buses. Most of the days i used to wait for around 1 hour in the night at a bus stop which did not have even a bench to sit. I used to think of making concrete benches there. 1 hour is a lot of time to stand alone and you get the craziest thoughts in your head.
Later i moved in with my grandpa at a house closer to my office. Living with grandpa was kinda difficult and the lack of freedom hit me really hard. And then again my escape was the quite and calmful 3 km stretch from my house to the office. Many days i used to walk both ways and i had about 6 combinations of paths to take. One of these paths passed through a residential area housing most of the the state ministers. Huge, old and beautiful buildings with lot of grand trees around. And a i used to touch two schools in the way, so again the company of little children. Then there was the 7th way by getting on a bus and then i have to walk only half a km. Mostly i took that way in the night when i give company to my friends for dinner. That way had a church like thing with people doing mass prayers most of the time. And a girls hostel in a beautiful old fashioned house guarded by two ferocious dogs. Just accross you see a huge unmaintained pond which looked very inviting. A great place to commit suicide. The pentecost prayer hall also used to entice me a lot. I used to call somebody(mostly nihas) when i had a chance to walk this way.
So in hyderabad on a whole i miss mobility, space and those charming paths. Another thing would be people with whom i communicate via telepathy. And the children.
And the little things, like the small tea shops, fish curry meals, occassional film festivals, sea food ...
Later i moved in with my grandpa at a house closer to my office. Living with grandpa was kinda difficult and the lack of freedom hit me really hard. And then again my escape was the quite and calmful 3 km stretch from my house to the office. Many days i used to walk both ways and i had about 6 combinations of paths to take. One of these paths passed through a residential area housing most of the the state ministers. Huge, old and beautiful buildings with lot of grand trees around. And a i used to touch two schools in the way, so again the company of little children. Then there was the 7th way by getting on a bus and then i have to walk only half a km. Mostly i took that way in the night when i give company to my friends for dinner. That way had a church like thing with people doing mass prayers most of the time. And a girls hostel in a beautiful old fashioned house guarded by two ferocious dogs. Just accross you see a huge unmaintained pond which looked very inviting. A great place to commit suicide. The pentecost prayer hall also used to entice me a lot. I used to call somebody(mostly nihas) when i had a chance to walk this way.
So in hyderabad on a whole i miss mobility, space and those charming paths. Another thing would be people with whom i communicate via telepathy. And the children.
And the little things, like the small tea shops, fish curry meals, occassional film festivals, sea food ...
breakDown
Welcome December ! I love you !
Today my vehicle stopped at the kotturpuram signal , after clocking 45 kilometres to a litre ... hmmm .. i thought it would reach 50 ... anyway, i took out the petrol stored in the bottle (kept in refrigerator last night :) and poured it ...
me horse wouldnt start !! I tried the two step choke , one step at a time .. nope .. no hope ..
Today is supposed to the blue day at office and i am wearing a blue executive shirt , blue naturally faded jeans (4 yrs and still counting... ) and a blue reebok shoes (after persuading shobin over the phone for 4 minutes) and the blue Timex watch (Balz) .. so i think i am looking cool today and all the chicks racing on the scootys and hugging on to their dear lives behind their pulsars are having a second look at the smart chap stuck on the road and kicking his ass !! oops kickin his bike !! ..
went to the near by shop .. shopped for 20 Rs petrol .. and came back and filled ... NO HOPE YET! ... call up bala , dog ,vikram , and seetha....
Called up Varnad at Hero Honda , Adyar and informed ..
His suggestion "Seems you got an AIR BLOCK , Keep the petrol tank open and kick start ... "
"OKEY >> THANKS .. " I said .
After cutting the line, i realized the HORROR !! if you open the petrol tank lid .. you cannot possibly remove the key from it .. how then do i use the key the switch on the vehicle .. Oh!!!!
Brain wave ... Fought furiously with teeth and nails ... aah! shit ! doesnt work ..
Cross over : .. Bargained furiously with teeth and nails .. Rs 50/- for the auto rickshaw ! THIEF ! ROBBER ! BASTARD !!!... went home , picked up the spare key came back and then opened petrol lid , switched on .. kick kick ..
while (1) {
kick();
if (started()) {
break();
}
}
Broke the infinite loop after 15 minutes .. reason "tired .. "
Called up Adyar motors again .... Varnad Promises help in 10 minutes ... Called up everyone near and dear again .. just like that .. i was enjoying this :) ...
Sudden Screach ... WHOLE of kotturupuram froze ! a Qualis breaked just in time ... phew !! Culprit : YET ANOTHER SOAMFA Auto rickshaw which took a sudden U-Turn .
Autos have only one front wheel which helps then i sudden turns (90/180) .. which leade to accidents !
meanwhile, my god-send-helper (mahesh from adyar motors) was searching for me infront of IIT .. I called him twice .. went to Voice mail and finally got him ... phew .. told him that i was at kotturpuram .. our communication was 50 % effective (english - tamil - gibberish) ...
finally he found me and did this ..
Open petrol tank lid ... blow air .. close lid .. open fuel pipe from near reserve knob , leak out some petrol , switch on choke ... one start ... switch off choke ..
VOILA !! grrr .. ambitions purrs like a pussy :) ... yahooooooooooo!!!
Felt really good that day .. because i wasnt in the fucking air conditioned office explaining my existence :) ha ha ha ..
To make sure you have proper attendance , dont swipe out .. at 12 midnight , it will automatically do it ..(exception single swipe!!) ... thats one small flaw in the system :) so i clock 9 hours .. ie 3 pm to 12 pm :)
NB : The climate has been near perfection in the last few weeks !! Hallelujah ! That could explain the high spirits :)
Today my vehicle stopped at the kotturpuram signal , after clocking 45 kilometres to a litre ... hmmm .. i thought it would reach 50 ... anyway, i took out the petrol stored in the bottle (kept in refrigerator last night :) and poured it ...
me horse wouldnt start !! I tried the two step choke , one step at a time .. nope .. no hope ..
Today is supposed to the blue day at office and i am wearing a blue executive shirt , blue naturally faded jeans (4 yrs and still counting... ) and a blue reebok shoes (after persuading shobin over the phone for 4 minutes) and the blue Timex watch (Balz) .. so i think i am looking cool today and all the chicks racing on the scootys and hugging on to their dear lives behind their pulsars are having a second look at the smart chap stuck on the road and kicking his ass !! oops kickin his bike !! ..
went to the near by shop .. shopped for 20 Rs petrol .. and came back and filled ... NO HOPE YET! ... call up bala , dog ,vikram , and seetha....
Called up Varnad at Hero Honda , Adyar and informed ..
His suggestion "Seems you got an AIR BLOCK , Keep the petrol tank open and kick start ... "
"OKEY >> THANKS .. " I said .
After cutting the line, i realized the HORROR !! if you open the petrol tank lid .. you cannot possibly remove the key from it .. how then do i use the key the switch on the vehicle .. Oh!!!!
Brain wave ... Fought furiously with teeth and nails ... aah! shit ! doesnt work ..
Cross over : .. Bargained furiously with teeth and nails .. Rs 50/- for the auto rickshaw ! THIEF ! ROBBER ! BASTARD !!!... went home , picked up the spare key came back and then opened petrol lid , switched on .. kick kick ..
while (1) {
kick();
if (started()) {
break();
}
}
Broke the infinite loop after 15 minutes .. reason "tired .. "
Called up Adyar motors again .... Varnad Promises help in 10 minutes ... Called up everyone near and dear again .. just like that .. i was enjoying this :) ...
Sudden Screach ... WHOLE of kotturupuram froze ! a Qualis breaked just in time ... phew !! Culprit : YET ANOTHER SOAMFA Auto rickshaw which took a sudden U-Turn .
Autos have only one front wheel which helps then i sudden turns (90/180) .. which leade to accidents !
meanwhile, my god-send-helper (mahesh from adyar motors) was searching for me infront of IIT .. I called him twice .. went to Voice mail and finally got him ... phew .. told him that i was at kotturpuram .. our communication was 50 % effective (english - tamil - gibberish) ...
finally he found me and did this ..
Open petrol tank lid ... blow air .. close lid .. open fuel pipe from near reserve knob , leak out some petrol , switch on choke ... one start ... switch off choke ..
VOILA !! grrr .. ambitions purrs like a pussy :) ... yahooooooooooo!!!
Felt really good that day .. because i wasnt in the fucking air conditioned office explaining my existence :) ha ha ha ..
To make sure you have proper attendance , dont swipe out .. at 12 midnight , it will automatically do it ..(exception single swipe!!) ... thats one small flaw in the system :) so i clock 9 hours .. ie 3 pm to 12 pm :)
NB : The climate has been near perfection in the last few weeks !! Hallelujah ! That could explain the high spirits :)
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