something's always wrong

kevi will be surprised to see toad the wet sprocket on my blog...but i guess he was too obsessed with them to notice me listening to their songs too :)

just love this song...it's a real gem. if you haven't listened to toad yet, you're missing something awesome.

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Something's Always Wrong
by Toad The Wet Sprocket

Another day I call and never speak
And you would say nothing's changed at all
And I can't feel much hope for anything
If I won't be there to catch you if you fall

Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
It won't be long
But something's always wrong

Another game of putting things aside
As if we'll come back to them sometime
A brace of hope
A pride of innocence
And you would say something has gone wrong

Again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
It won't be long
But something's always wrong

And again
It seems we meet
In the spaces
In between
We always say
It won't be long
But something's always wrong
Something's always wrong
Something's always wrong

an empty home

there was a time, not very long ago (5 months ago to be precise), when an empty home was such a fun thing...it meant i could blast any music i wanted, at any volume i felt like (which usually means floor vibrating/chairs moving around volume), raid the fridge without having to explain why i'm hungry and why something more wholesome wouldn't do, etc (i'm not gonna elaborate ;) )

these days it's the exact other way round. nowadays, i find an empty home depressing...i'd rather have my parents around. of course, since i'm only home on weekends, they don't protest the volume as much as they used to, and they stockpile goodies for me too :)

ditto for my place in pune...i'd rather work late and come home after atleast one of my roomies, instead of coming home and sitting around all alone. i guess that's what living away from home does to you. and i guess that's why it's gonna be a long time (if ever) before i decide to let work take me far from home.

wonder if it has to be that way though? many of my friends do live alone or away from home. i'd love to hear your thoughts, and especially how you manage :)

random depression

i usually know or manage to figure out why i'm feeling down-in-the-dumps. not today though.

my day started well enough - i had a good night's sleep (yeah, the first in weeks), overslept, had a very leisurely shower, reached late (but not too late) for work, received a lot of mail from friends, found a couple of interesting blogs (actually more than a couple...but these days, i've stopped counting). lunch was bad, but i wasn't hungry anyway, so it didn't matter. my parents are in pune for the next few days, so i have something to look forward to after work.

so ***why*** am i depressed???!!!

maybe i should go get some work done. that's one thing i haven't tried yet.

hot summer nights

listened to the words of this song from the top gun soundtrack for the first time...was surprised that it was a lot more than just a dance number (and a catchy one at that)

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hot summer nights
by gloria estefan with the miami sound machine

In the time before the twilight
Settles on the world
Woah, you can feel the magic
Dreamin' of someone to hold tight
One more lonely girl
Woah, dances in her attic

Everywhere across the land
In front of their mirrors with combs in their hands
They prepare to make a stand
Lover to lover, woman to man

Livin' for the
Small town hot summer nights
Radio 'bout to blow
Top down under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights

Riding solo in his front seat
Bursting at the seams
Woah, drivin' by desire
Home town hero haunts the main street
Dreaming desperate dreams
Woah, where there's smoke there's fire

And some believe that love is won
And some of them go like they're under the gun
In between what's already done
And the promise they feel in the evening to come

Out for the
Small town hot summer nights
Radio 'bout to blow
Top down under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights

In the end two hearts will meet
And maybe they'll find whatever they seek
If they can, they'll learn how to keep
The faith that they found in the sound of the beat

Out for those
Small town hot summer nights
Radio 'bout to blow
Top down under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights

twisted communication (a.k.a. comunication underload part 2)

last night, over dinner, a friend of mine expressed his disappointment that i've gone back to replying to mails on my mca class' yahoo community (yeah, i know, i know, old habits die hard ;) )

anyway, he made this statement that if he was a moderator of the community, he'd have banned me from it by now. now i know that my replies can get irritating, but it's a fact that i do post useful information on the community - more information than some of my other classmates, who are usually engrossed in mindlessly forwarding their entire inboxes to the group.

to prove my point, i mentioned a mail that he had sent out yesterday. it was some link to a wikpedia article, that he claimed was interesting. i replied with a few more links that i felt were more interesting. it sparked off a debate, a few people read all the posted links, etc. so that does mean i'm doing something good on the community, right?

according to my friend, wrong.

his reply left me speechless: "replies do not contain information. if a message is a reply, it is useless, no matter what the content"

so here's my net learning from that conversation:

"anything said by bhargav does not contain information. if bhargav says something, it is useless, no matter what it is that he's said"

programmers don't like programming

today morning, i was watching this video of an interesting presentation by gregg pollack on "why ruby on rails?". his presentation was good, and ruby on rails does look like a very appealing platform for developing webApps. still, the one thing that caught my eye (and mind) during the presentation was the part on why ruby on rails results in happy programmers.

he made his statement with an analogy:

meet tim the artist.

“What makes you enjoy being a painter Tim?”

• “I enjoy being creative, and finding new things to paint”
• “I enjoy creating beautiful pieces of art”
• “I get satisfaction when people purchase my Art”

i.e. happiness comes from:

• the inspiration
• the challenge
• the reward of success

meet bob the programmer.

“What makes you enjoy being a programmer Bob?”

• “I enjoy thinking of creative ways to solve problems”
• “I enjoy creating something with my own two hands, and watching it succeed”
• “I enjoy getting positive feedback from my clients”

i.e. happiness comes from:

• the inspiration
• the challenge
• the reward of completion

not surprisingly, he was bang on. programming is nowhere in the list of things that programmers enjoy.

now for ruby on rails :)

working for the weekend

today is officially the first time i've worked during a weekend during my 6 month internship. woke up at 10:30am, reached work at around 12:30pm (just so that it doesn't really feel like work), and will complete around an hour of useful work at 5:30pm ;)

song that's currently playing in my head: "working for the weekend" by loverboy (an 80s rock group for the uninformed) - you can watch the video too - it's definitely vintage 80s stuff :)

song that was playing in my head till i stepped into office today: armin van buuren's "deepsky" remix of the song "you won't see me cry" by markus schulz. armin van buuren sure knows how to breathe life into what started off as a pretty mediocre dance number...worth a listen :)

back to work now.