Kung Fu Panda

Watched Kung Fu Panda.
Okayish movie.. but I liked few dialogues like –
“There are no accidents.”

“The mind is like dishwater, my friend. When it is agitated, it becomes difficult to see. But if you allow it to settle, the answer becomes clear.”
“There is no price for awesomeness”

“There is no secret ingredient in making special. To make something special you just have to believe it’s special.”

Also, you can find its nice review here
Read Problems and Solution fields of the above review. ;)

Start of the weekend

Saturday 645 in the morning– I left for cycling, went to ride on Airoli-Mulund Bridge and it was fun. Slopes upwards and downwards, adjusting gears accordingly, feeling the breeze of air, nice road, less pollution and my first ride to go towards Mumbai side; I enjoyed. It is very small bridge though; only 4.5 km. I covered it in 20 min. It was best on downward slope when speed reached 54kmph. I rode it at 18th gear. After riding bike on front 3rd gear, it is very boring to ride even on 2nd gear. Forget about 1st gear then. Today I could effectively enjoy the gear system. Otherwise, till now I always put it on 10th gear and forgot about it.

When I was coming back, I was riding it towards east. And it was the exact time of sunrise. Sun was looking like a red-orange balloon. And it started peeping from the mountains. And slowly it started moving up. Yes, sun rose the same way it raises usually. There was nothing new or unordinary. But still दिल खुश हो गया! I had almost fallen in love with the sun when I had read Mrutunjay. And today it reminded me of that again.

Odds and ends

Last 2 weeks.. They were different. They were full of excitement, depression, also the happiness. I was following different paths at the same time. Or was I getting all flavors on the same path? Who knows?

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People will throw mud on you and won’t allow you even to clean it.

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We all forget to tell someone that he is very nice, he behaved bravely, he was very good at certain moment etc. But we can’t keep mum when someone is not doing, talking the way we feel is correct.

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My buy of bike was also different than usual. I hardly go for shopping (exception – books). And even if I go, my shopping finishes in one shop in very small time. But this time it was long journey. I actually checked models online, I tried few of them properly. I had to convince my parents. I had to bear the laugh of others when I brought out the topic of bicycle. One reason – my health. (Everyone thinks I’m not strong enough to ride bicycles for long) The other reason – I don’t want to predict it. People like to oppose for no reason. Anyway, I didn’t care of the second reason. But for first reason, I know how to overcome it. I think I *can* do it. So there was no reason to think on people’s opposition. How can I forget? There was one more reason I heard. It was so weird, I couldn’t stop laughing. The reason is that only dabewalas and kamwalis ride cycle in Pune. :P

And I am shocked with the people’s attitude about bicycle here. In Europe, many people use bicycles for their daily travel. In most of the western countries, it’s the same. Bicycles give you so many benefits. First, you get good exercise. Your stamina improves. You can reduce the pollution around you. Thus it is good for your health and for that of others too. And people laugh here on such an intelligent thing. My reason to buy cycle is that I like it to ride it. Unfortunately my parents are not allowing me to ride it on Pune’s rule breaking traffic. Otherwise it would have been very nice to ride it at least for 10km every day. Anyway, I’ll wait for that too. ;)

Till then I can enjoy it on Mumbai’s street. :)

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Life is random; absolutely random. A single incidence can change the whole picture. We need to accept every picture and whenever it changes, we need to adjust ourselves to fill colors in it the way we want. Some people change the colors, brushes, directions and try to make it again the way it was. Some of them like the new one and continue with it without changing the colors, brushes and directions. Or some choose different options with different changes in the picture. Again, it is also absolutely random.

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Some doubted whether I’m really a software engineer. This was momentarily depressing. But I move at my own pace. Let people doubt anything. They can’t judge me on a single incidence. Still, निंदकाचे घर असावे शेजारी!

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When we ask some people if what we did is right or wrong, they will always say no, giving me all the reasons why I’m wrong. Whenever I will be in doubt whether I’m doing wrong or right I need to ask such people their opinion. I will get more confidence in continuing what I’m doing. ;)

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We hold some dream. We wait for it for long. And it comes true at wrong time. And we can’t accept it. In fact we refuse. The moment when we refuse it is a nice experience. We should keep getting it. :)

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Today I went with all my chandal choukdi.. I always feel nice when I meet them. :)

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Happy Valentine day to all!

एक वेड़ीची चारोळी

इथे मी सोडून
सगळ्या शहाणयांची वस्ती आहे
मलाही तेच हवय - मला वेड म्हणून का असेना
पण सगळ्या मध्ये वेगळ् उठून दिसायची मस्ती आहे

My Dhanno..

Finally, after convincing my parents for 6 months and in parallel surfing on net about bikes, trying some of the bike models, listening to some health care centers and some people who enjoy underestimating other people and specially girls when girls do something different than most other girls do, (Sharan, I’m not talking childish here. You should have been there when I got to hear such things), I bought new bike. \o/

If you want to have a look at it, click.

18 gears, light-weight (alloy frame) and all good things made it little (little? :D) costly. I was going to buy one with a price Rs. 4800 and just because of my height I kept on trying different models and bought this one.
I have never bought such an expensive thing for myself. My sister had bought laptop and cell phone for me. I didn’t realize it that time but today I could feel how our mind agitates when we spend more than what we had planned.

Anyway, all worry, agitation went when I rode it. :D I rode it for 9 km today. After longgggggggg I did so much of exercise and that on my favorite bike – wow! I’m gonna make my mom ride it. That’s it for today. I’ll write more when I’ll ride it more. :)

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You see a flower. You like it a lot! You hold it. You smell it. It fascinates you. You feel the bliss. You carry it with you. You already had a bag in your other hand. One hand carries the flower very carefully and other carries the bag. You don’t want to spoil the flower. You smell it again and again because you liked it a lot – it has become special for you. Now someone calls you up. You want to take out your mobile from your pocket. But both of your hands are busy. Oh! What will you do? You don’t want to throw the flower. But you also want to hold mobile. Now you feel the burden of your special flower. You speak - Oh I should not have carried it. I can’t throw it, I can’t hold it. (I can’t explain what flower had felt that time. I never talked to flower.) Now you say it is ok. You try to manage with it. Now you carry flower and the bag in one hand. Somehow you manage it. Wow! You still have the pretty flower. You finish your talking on phone. You keep the mobile inside pocket. Now your hand is free to take the flower. But you assume flower is safe. And it is better to have the hand free to hold something else; if needed. You keep walking. Sometimes you smell the flower but still keep walking with flower and bag in the same hand. Now you reach your destination. You keep the bag aside and check the flower. And there you see it – it is dry because you crushed it; unknowingly, unintentionally. Still you try to smell it – but it can’t make you happy now. It has died.


Was it a mistake of the flower that it became burden on the person who had no ability to handle it carefully? No. But we can’t even blame the person. It is very natural behavior of a human - to unknowingly destroy special thing and just move ahead without triggering his thought process on it. We all are like that. And why we are so – no one has the answer. But it is a truth without any theory. :)

Cohesion

I was reading the concept of Cohesion in Java and remembered of an incidence which was described in Five Point Someone.

It is a discussion between Ryan and Hari when Hari was impressed of Cherian.
Cherian gives an example of Shirt Factory, where he divides the task of manufacturing a shirt into 3 activities – cutting the cloth, stitching the shirt and sewing the buttons. And he explains how it’d we profitable to an industry if the complete task of manufacturing shirt is divided this way and given to 3 persons. He explains how it’d save time with the parallelism and also it’d need less equipments like for 3 persons, only one scissor will be needed as only one person will do cutting and blah blah blah. Of course Hari gets impressed but when he tells this to Ryan, Ryan feels disgust about reducing tailors into cloth cutters and button sewer.

How true! Business increases efficiency, productivity – but of what? Of its own. And that is how an engineer/artist becomes a worker. :)