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Though almost everything written here is under Creative Commons 3.0. The reason why this project Euler solution is an image is to keep the spirit of the project intact. I am sure if you are determined you will find better solutions. Goodluck and happy hunting.

Purpose

// November 29th, 2008 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

I wanna build my own site, my blog, my identity out there – in the ether…after being a silent spectator for 6 years, I feel creepy for not having any presence online. But like most of my projects that start with a fit of enthusiasm, my site would also a be a non-existing domain name, and I’d ending spending money on it hoping someday I’ll start working on it.

So heres the plan: If I am able to write a 64 posts in a month, then I’ll buy a domain name and move the blog there.

Mebbe, third times the charm.

Build Up to BOSTON

// November 9th, 2006 // 1 Comment » // Uncategorized

this weekend i went down to boston…. i know thats against the entire pigs(poor indian graduate student) – school of thought(or action; if ever) but i had ycombinator paying for it …..so i think it wasnt that bad an idea…….the bucolic simplicity of st.louis shouts out loud against Boston’s fast charm…… the colossal airport is a good rude shock …… the flight to Boston was eventful enough ….to get a comment here

the countdown to the Boston trip was excruciating….. trying to extract 56 hours out of a weekend is mathematically impossible…..now imagine trying to synchronize this extraction across 2 distinct pigs (bala & me) twas tough….. since procastination is only known tool we left the “supposed” menial thoughtless task of packing stuff to the last minute(BIG MISTAKE!!)…..and slept; against the plan…since the cheap flight that we could afford was at 7:30(an unearthly hour) in the morning… we had to get up real early i mean so early it was closer to the time we usually crash ( non avionically) ……. i finally got up with my 4th alarm (yes i have 4 alarms; no its not a hobby; yes i know what snooze is!!) …..grabbed coupla t-shirts ….got my self into the first pair of jeans i could find…..and started banging on bala’s door. both are in foul mood …. my stomach wants me to back to bed…..somehow we mange to push ourselves out the friday dawn tis chilly…..we drugde to the nearby metro rail station……there was stuff that we had forgotten ….. that we’d realize once we shake ourselves out of this somnambulism….reach lambert(airport) with the most serene sunrise i’ve seen in the US ( my only sunrise witnessed long enough to register)

its only when i sit in the plane ( we made it ; yeah!!) that i realize that i have forgotten my charger for my cell….& bala has forgotten the charger of his laptop….. i am off to a city where i havent been before….dont know anyone…..all i have is a phone number and my cell with its battery fading out….. i am off to give a presentation saved on the laptop but no charger….its battery is fadin out too……
A-ha Boston here we come!!!!

Life is a ….

// November 7th, 2006 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

there are many resolutions that have been forgotten, broken & some not even made…this is goin to be just one of them….this my idea of keepin a tab of how much can one read & remember & hopefully somwhere down the line even understand…..

RAIN Vs Rain!!!!!!!!

// November 2nd, 2006 // No Comments » // Uncategorized

Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day.
Rain, rain, go away.
Come again some other day.
Little Johnny wants to play,
In the meadow by the hay.
Rain, rain, go to Spain,
Never show your face again.

When in the kindergarten years I was made to mug the above lines & then basked in the glory of a missionary school education while reciting them to strangers to the delight of my parents (a failed attempt to shade my vernacular background) i never once wondered why didnt little johnny wanna play in the rain. Back home lil Jatin, big Janardhan, fat Jyoti & me all played in the rain. Sometimes getting dirty in the omni-present Bombay puddles ( this was around the time when puddles were still puddles but not all encompassing floods of sewage) sometimes getting all dressed up in electric blue raincoats & red gum boots & occassionally the thrill of reaching school to a undamped surprise that its a “rainyday – holiday” : the singsong would echo forever….yeah the rain was good…… there was a particular time of the year when it rained ( the Monsoon climate – specific to Indian subcontinent we were taught …..the southwest monsoon winds…the himalayas ….the vicinity to the equator.etc.etc….) and most of India depends on it. For a primarily agricultural economy & almost similar society we have a whopping 70% irrigation done by the position of the subcontinent rather than anyone else. Yeah India mercilessly depends on the rains, the country waits in a nail biting wake for the monsoons to relieve that unberable summer …..but then the rain-god ( yeah we have gods for everything ) smiles & the country rejoices the sporadic showers with a fresh spirit of intermingled hope and despair.

BACK to the FUTURE

I step out in a semi dazed state – out of my apartment in University City, St.Louis, USA…..its just October but the wind bites…..the grey stark sky doesnt help the fact that i had to skip my breakfast coz am late for school…It starts raining….and its not not at all the rain that i recognize this hurts ….this is not soft …..even the sound is foreign …..everyone seems to be ready for it……colorful umbrellas …. jackets with hoods …..everyone checks the forecast for the day….i was brought up to believe that one cant ever predict weather…..i start jogging to save self from the shivering pour….reminding to install a plugin into my browser for daily weather…..I suddenly remember Mark Haddon’s words ” I like the rain its like silence but not empty!” ….. this rain is not empty but the sound of this rain is not as musical as I am used ….this is the rain that has to be enjoyed sittin inside looking across a huge glass wall……Oops i pushed my foot in a puddle ….the water is cold….i start running….. mebbe the water will ooze out … it doesnt …. the “keep-to-your-right” doesnt bother me…the “all-the-currency-looks-the-same” i dont care…..the concept of “too-much-light” is also ok……so is “world stops for the weekend” but this is toughest to get used ….
deviation from somthin thats almost congenital is tough to undergo….even difficult to find out whats wrong…..finally reach the my department buidling…i step in and my soaked shoe squeaks like a toddler’s first shoe….
as i slump into a chair in the back of the classroom its back to stuff that is in congruence to my subconcious
” Before I start this lecture, I would like to tell you that most of you have performed miserably in the mid-term and that you should start working on the project if you wish to get it graded in this semester ” says my prof…. i am confused was he sarcastic or has he extened the date…….

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