Happy New Year 2008!!!

Looks like a good image. Wallpaper makeable quality. Infact I made it my wallpaper the moment I made it. Guess what graphics program I used to make this.

Some people might be able to guess.

Anyway, it is not Photoshop, not Paintshop or any highend graphic programs. It is our own Microsoft PowerPoint 2007, freshly installed at my new office. Yes, Object Technology Solutions, Inc. Awesome. I just made one slide and took a screenshot.

I am beginning to like the Office 2007 suite. It is wonderful. Mouse friendly as well as keyboard friendly for the patient learners. The eye candy is simply superb. The SmartArt thing is amazing. One just has to be careful not to get lost in the myriad of eye popping graphic options.

Happy New YEAR!!--
Sirajuddin

Irritations 1

1. Zooming into a diagram and correcting any small mistakes, to achieve a state of bliss considering that the diagram is perfect to the tiniest detail.
2. Using the zoom function and getting in so close that nothing is comprehensibly visible.
3. Selecting various color schemes and not being able to decide upon the right scheme.
4. Forgetting that nifty little trick that you learnt on an online tutorial once, and struggling to find it again.
5. Your word processing/imaging software taking its own course and doing exactly the opposite to what you want.
6. Your computer turning off exactly at 99% of writing a DVD with your favorite movies.
7. Both friends logging on in invisible mode and being unable to talk to each other (thank you Google for not having an invisible mode).
8. Using the zoom function on the scroll wheel of mouse to make each page look so small you might be staring at Chiclets.
9. Your friend lifting the call just when u wanted to end it. And you get charged for that call of 00:01 secs.
10. You typing a long mail and forgetting save. [just saved this document] (no worries if you are using an auto save email client)
11. Having a nice cup of tea but your last sip has the tea powder and goes on to spoil your entire happy taste.
12. Finding that there are a set of latest drivers for your graphics card, installing them and realizing your favorite game gets crapped on these drivers.
13. Games without a proper saving technique. God damn those games that require you to find a typewriter/beacon/church etc to save your progress.
14. I think I will add to this list.....enjoy

SuB-DriVinG

Today was the first time, I had the feeling that I might fall asleep while riding the bike. It has always been the case with me that any hint of sleep I had would disappear once the bike came to life. But today it was different. I wanted to stop the bike and sleep. I did sleep at one or two signals. Though it was very irresponsible of me to drive in that state, I was backed by my experience.

I also noticed something very strange. While being in my mild stupor, my brain was giving me the map of the road. Meaning, it was telling me where the potholes were. There were at least two places where I moved into a path just avoiding the pothole. I believe I see these potholes everyday and avoid them subconsciously. As I was driving more with my sub-conscious today, it felt strange to be accepting signals of the brain to represent reality.

I even had some funny thoughts while driving. Like, in countries abroad, you never know where the potholes are. One day they are there, one day they are not there. But in India, you are 100% sure of the potholes. They stay there forever. heehaws... You only have to mind the newer potholes.

Wedding Wishes Poem

A real nice Poem. J

A girl dreams about her wedding

-that blissfully special day.

So much excitement and anxiety

Over what to do and say.

You've found your perfect man

Who loves and cherishes you.

Your loving vows unite your souls,

Creating one heart shared by two.

Marriage is a promise to compromise

No matter how great or small.

Though life is never perfect,

True love surpasses all.

Give freely and unconditionally.

Enjoy a life filled with mutual caring.

I wish you a wonderful marriage

With sweet joys that make life endearing.

From this day forward, may you honour your oath,

I wish everlasting happiness to you both.

Three Questions

This mail gets forwarded around pretty often. Pretty logical keeping in view the questions asked.

 

There was a young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time. When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer his 3 questions. Finally, his parents were able to find a Muslim scholar.

 

Young man: Who are you? Can you answer my questions?

 

Scholar: I am one of Allah’s (SubHana Wa Ta'ala) slaves and Insha-Allah (God willing); I will be able to answer your questions.

 

Young man: Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.

 

Scholar: I will try my best, with the help of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta'ala).

 

Young Man: I have 3 questions:

1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.
2. What is Takdir (fate)?
3. If Shaitan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since Shaitan (Devil) and the hell were created from fire. Did God not think of it this far?

 

Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man's face very hard.

 

Young Man (feeling pain): Why do you get angry with me?

 

Scholar: I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your three questions.

 

Young Man: I really don't understand.

 

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

 

Young Man: Of course, I felt the pain.

 

Scholar: So do you believe that pain exists?

 

Young Man: Yes.

 

Scholar: Show me the shape of the pain!

 

Young Man: I cannot.

 

Scholar: That is my first answer. All of us feel God's existence without being able to see His shape......... Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?

 

Young Man: No.

 

Scholar: Did you ever think that you will get a slap from me, today?

 

Young Man: No.

 

Scholar: That is Takdir (fate)........ My hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?

 

Young Man: It is created from skin.

 

Scholar: How about your face, what is it created from?

 

Young Man: Skin.

 

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

 

Young Man: In pain.

 

Scholar: Even though Shaitan (Devil) and also the hell were created from the fire, if Allah wants, Insha-Allah (God willing), the hell will become a very painful place for Shaitan (Devil).

Research Report Writing Guide

This is the electronic representation of the report writing guide given to my class during my MBA by my Dean.

 

“Suggested Outline for Study” (that is the skeleton of the report.)

1. Title Page
2. Formal Declaration. ”In the Partial Fulfillment of….”
3. Certification as required
4. Table of contents
5. Preface and acknowledgements
6. Abstract/ Executive summary
7. Introduction
8. Background of study

1.       Highlights of proposal

2.       Brief chapter-wise outline

9. Survey of relevant conceptual and empirical literature
10. Identification of research gaps

1.       Transition to next chapter: how the study proposes to fill the gap/ add

2.       Academic value.

i.                     Core chapters/sections (more than one if necessary):

ii.                   Presentations, analysis and interpretation of results in respect of hypotheses and specific objectives

iii.                  Chapter/section wise conclusions

11. Conclusions and recommendations

1.       Specific and overall conclusions

2.       Recommendations

3.       Limitations

4.       Future areas

12. Annexure
13. References ( with details of author, title of book/article and of book

1.       Publisher, place, journal year

iv.                 References to specific chapters, pages, tables etc to be included in the

2.       Text (author, year, references to specific chapters/pages/tables etc.)

 

Aarif A. Waqif

All credit to Dean Sir.

The Wait...

Today, I went to a relative's place. Found an old (not very old) entertaining movie called Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naa, starring Shah Rukh Khan.

It is a good movie. It has good songs. Sometimes it so happens that you are going through something and there comes a song that fits so well to your situation you go on wondering. Here is one song that made me feel that.

Here is the link to the song

Here are the lyrics.

Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana
Kab se kare hai tera intezaar,
kab aayengi meri jane bahar
Ke jitna hi behlau,
yeh utna hi machalta hai dil.

Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana
Andaaz dikhlati saaton tarah ke,
jalwe lutati hue 2

Aati hogi mausam ke saath
gulshan khilati hui
Aa bhi jaa, ab jaane ja.
Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana

Dil se laga kar ke rakhha ab tak,
resham ka tera rumaal 2
Aage kahoon kya jaaneman aa dekh ja mera haal
Aa bhi ja ab jaane ja

Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana
Tuta sitara to maanga tha rab se, tujhko hi jaane wafa 2
Jo tut jaye tare tamam, mango wahi ek dua
Aa bhi jaa ab jaane ja
Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana

Kab se kare hai tera intezaar,
kab aayengi meri jane bahar
Ke jitna hi behlau, yeh utna hi machalta hai dil.
Deewana dil deewana,
Deewana dil deewana

Flexible Humans

NO, I am not talking about gymnasts or limbo athletes or those "incredible-but-true-duffel-bag-fitting-contortionist" freaks. I refer to the people who have a flexible attitude.

 

These people are pleasant to be around. Give a good listening ear to you and also share things like they mean it.

 

They make Life a better place. They don't seem to carry the burden of the world on their shoulders. They seem cheerful. But, this is not what I wanted to talk about here. I wanted to talk about people who are the exact opposite.

 

Every little thing they do, has to be emphasized. If they stop working, that's it, it is the end of the world. When these people are around, they expect others to thank them for breathing, for being there.

 

Normal people try to be good to these people because they think Mr. Inflexible Attitude is not well in his mind. Sometimes it becomes such a pain that you begin to think that you are not contributing to the world around you, but only taking in the precious resources and giving out junk.

 

These guys can be so inflexible, that even their body becomes rigid. Unable to do things in a fresh creative way. Even a smile looks like hard work.

 

May God protect us from these people and their influences. I am sure you have encountered such people. How was your experience.

First Poll Results

The Results were out a few days ago. Most of you knew the results if u have visited the blog recently. Lemme just put across the statistics.

Woah! There are two people who think of me as an inspiration. Thank you!!
I was surprised that none of my "Acquaintances" read my blog. And I was thinking they were the ones reading my blog.

Friends - Only 15 polls. I hope there are more than that many. Please prove me right on my next poll.

Relatives - are the people who will be with you all the time. Thank you to all of them.

A total of 24 votes, NOT BAD!! :)

Everyday...

It feels like the world has come to a stop and there is no tomorrow. There is no motivation to do anything.

 

It is as though I am passing through life like a ship drifting in the sea after the storms have ripped the sails off of the masts.

 

Life feels grey, pale like a man drained off his blood staring at you helplessly with hollow cheeks and sunken eyes.

 

The light at the end of the tunnel doesn't seem to appear at all. It keeps getting darker and darker.

 

The pain of loneliness is inexplicable. It does not intend to kill you, but it can leave you lifeless.

 

Nothing is fun, everything you like is just another thing happening to you.

 

The sullen feeling takes birth and easily aggravates. Consuming you rapidly, not giving a chance for hope to arrive to the rescue. Everyday.

 

Everyday I die again.

 

Everyday I miss you.