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Shining with coffee in a parallel universe

I have been trying to shine the hardest, splitting universes at will while surfing in java code. If this sounds very abstract, that’s exactly how my current state of mind is. Grappling with too many ideas at once which are polar opposite to one another.

This is the first time I’m reading something Mr. Stephen King has written. I have never watched anything that was made based on his work. So, I picked up ‘The Shining’, apparently very popular and revered by many. Given the horror genre it is set in, it’s interesting to see if it can hold my attention. Because, I don’t believe in ghosts or anything super-natural as a matter of fact.

Coming to Java programming, I am going through an exploratory phase where encountering a new concept is exciting rather than panicky. This exploration is boosted by a catalyst called coffee(’Black’ to be precise).

They both go so well together, it almost feels like they can never be mutually exclusive. According to the internet, James Gosling and his team were working on a programming language and they were drinking lots of coffee during their brainstorming sessions. They had to come up with a name and they have decided to call it ‘Java’, an island in Indonesia famous for its coffee beans.

public class ExploreJava {

private static final Logger logger = LoggerFactory.getLogger(ExploreJava.class);

public static void main(String[] args) {

ExploreJava expJava = new ExploreJava();

expJava.prepCoffee();

}

private void prepCoffee(){

logger.info("Placing an order of Light Roast Coffee, size: large at Panera bread…”)

//TODO: Implement the logic to drive and pick up coffee

}

Lately, I have developed a great interest in anything scientific. I was never really interested in science, never even attempted to ask why something worked the way it did. I took things for granted. I memorized Ohm’s law, quickly answered the question ‘What was the famous equation Einstein formulated?” and listed out Newton’s laws, without knowing how they were derived and what they meant. Memorizing them was enough to pass my exams and no one asked whether I have understood the meaning.

Starting to ask/learn the ‘why’ aspect of everything suddenly feels like I have been given a pandora box. Given the vastness of the subject, it’s proving tough to put in words about this. I’ll just stick to mentioning about this application I chanced upon, in-fact heard it from Mr. Sean Carroll, an astrophysicist mentioning it in Joe Rogan’s podcast. Going forward, you can give me the source credits as well. And the application is ‘Universe Splitter’, only available in App store (sorry, Android folks).

Scientists say that every quantum event plays out simultaneously in every possible way, with each possibility becoming real in a separate universe.

Let's say you have to make a difficult decision — for example, whether to accept a job offer or to turn it down. Just type both actions into your Universe Splitter, and press the "Split Universe" button.

Universe Splitter will then, over the internet, activate a remote "Quantis" brand quantum device (made by id Quantique, and certified by the National Metrology Institute of Switzerland) which sends individual photons towards a partially-silvered mirror, so that each photon will have two possible paths. Scientists say the photon will take both paths... but in separate universes. Within seconds, Universe Splitter will report to you which of the two universes you’re in, and by taking a different action in each, you will cause these otherwise identical universes to diverge.

According to current scientific thinking, though, the photon will actually be in a "both, but in separate universes" state!

Here is the link to the app, https://apps.apple.com/us/app/universe-splitter/id329233299

Note: The above java code won’t compile. Anyone who identifies the problem gets free coffee for a week and my blessings.

#coffee #coding #quantum mechanics #the shining #parallel universe #reality

I See YOU

“Send me a clear picture, you Idiot”, said MIND. The wind was really heavy and there was sand all over me. I was struggling to focus but I am helpless. He ordered my brother, HAND, to clear the dirt on me to which he immediately obeyed and acted upon. I wish I had that control over me.

Let me introduce myself. I am EYE, part of the HEAD group of our family popularly known as Human. I have a twin of mine who looks and functions exactly the same as me. Let me share a picture of me. I am sure your EYE would have already shown you how I look.

We are a huge family with multiple brothers and we work in tandem to keep our family up and running. My favorite of them all is HAND because he caresses me and helps me at times of distress. I am glad to talk to you and express myself because in general, I am just a puppet in the hands of my elder brother, MIND. He controls us all and tells us what to do. You see I facilitate him to act but he is the one who decides what I can see, what to do once I see something. I am just a tool for him with no self-control. “You listen to what I say or I will shut you at once”, he once said. He did what he threatened multiple times and I just surrendered. In some instances, he added additional things to what I have shown him which he calls ‘Imagination’.

This was not the case couple of years back. When our family initially started, all our brothers were very young and happy. Back then I was really close to MIND, he and I had the best time. I used to send him all these images, he rendered and explained to me to my utter disbelief and wonder. There were some lovely things we got to see for the first time. I got to know that our family is named Rahul and we also have gender called Male and were referred to as HE. A couple of years later, we started going to college and I got real busy there. Whenever I saw another EYE of a family, specifically any family of Female gender, I used to get really excited. It felt like looking at a mirror but my brother immediately shifted my focus to other members of that family. He had some preference for certain members over others although he made sure I looked at them without getting caught by the other EYE. I wondered why he showed such disparity to which he explained to me later that he finds more pleasure in few of them compared to the others. I did not quite understand, but I listened quietly as always. For me, they all meant the same. The only thing I understood is that he cannot control the mind of the other family as he does ours.

There was one incident during our final year at college, we were traveling in a car with Pranav, a friend of ours. Suddenly Pranav lost control and hit someone on a bike. I got really worried and wanted to know if he was ok, but my brother immediately made me look away to check if anyone has noticed what we have done. When he was enquired later, he lied that he knew nothing about what happened that night. He started to lie about what I have shown him. I felt used and not valued enough.

In the same year, we fell in love with Anjali. She was the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life. She had a charming face, a lovely voice, and a great smile. She also had beautiful eyes, much better than how I look. There was some tenderness to her which I found highly endearing. She was the first one to tell me that I am better than the rest of all my brothers. I remember my brother MIND got very upset that day.

Eventually, we got married to her and started to spend our lives much closer. Our marriage to theirs was the most cherished image I have ever seen. But with age, things started to change. The honesty and trust my brother and I once had for each other began to fade, and he has become a dictator as compared to being an instructor. He also slowly started to seem less interested in Anjali. Earlier all he did was to make me look at her but that happens so rarely now. “You don’t look the same as earlier”, he said to her. I wanted to tell her that he’s lying, that she looks as beautiful as earlier, that it is my brother who has changed.

We no longer have a mental bond though I am still tightly connected to him. He still controls me and there is no changing that. I wish he hadn’t changed with time, that he still appreciated the beauty of things in their purest of forms as I continue showing him. He lost interest in many of the things he truly loved earlier and I don’t get to see them anymore. It only makes me realize that everything is temporary. I miss looking at my Anjali, I miss watching the rain falling on leaves, I miss looking at mountains and I dearly miss the happiness that I once had. I feel lonely.

I want to continue but I am starting to feel tired. Il relax for a while before I begin taking orders from my jackass brother. I will be back sometime later with more of what I have got to tell you, people. Till then, I rest myself.

#eyes

Carbondale Diaries - Quatro’s, Denny’s and Evenings

Good food makes great evenings. Great evenings make lasting relationships.

The time I spent during my Masters at Carbondale, a small town in Illinois is the most cherished one for varied reasons. Some of my loveliest moments were spent during the evenings. The mornings always symbolized the hustle, the compulsion to get out of your blanket’s comfort and go out to study or work. The afternoons felt like a buffer to rest after a good meal or to await the eventual evening. The evenings always meant for self and the people close to it. Just to put it in perspective, by evening I mean the time between 10 PM to till I go to bed. May be it is apt to call it late evening but nevertheless evening.

The above one is an actual picture of an university building known as Clock Tower though my friend JanakiRam would disagree by calling it a church. To add a small backstory, we are a group of four friends. Saketh, JanakiRam and I came together to the United States to pursue our Masters. Akshay too wanted to come at the same time but the US Embassy was smart enough to deny his visa. But, as it always happens, people’s smartness erodes over time and so did US Embassy’s and they have granted him the visa. We four, in the apartment one four ( FYI it is Apt 14).

And, two places in particular defined my evenings. Quatro’s and Denny’s.

QUATRO’S

Quatro’s is love. It is an Italian food place founded in 1975. It was open till 12 at midnight and very close to our place. Most of our Friday evenings were spent there. The pizza is the best I ever had, without an iota of doubt. Same goes with the Cheesy Garlic Bread, the pasta and the Lasagna. Because Akshay and I eat beef/bacon, we pretty much had the entire menu to choose from. Saketh is a vegetarian so he too had many options, two pizza choices, bread, water, soda, air, etc. JanakiRam is a non-vegetarian with multiple exceptions, so he had an extra option over Saketh.

We have also customized the Vegetable Lasagna by adding chicken to it. This customization plan was not easily comprehended by the assistants working there. But all this put aside, there was great solace in spending time there. We picked one particular slot by the window at a corner and always sat there. It says a lot about how we spent our majority of our time at Carbondale in general. I can never erase that image of us sitting by that window from my memory.

DENNY’S

If Quatro’s was reserved for Fridays, Denny’s was reserved for any random week-day when Akshay wants to. He proposes, to which Saketh and I promptly agree and JanakiRam didn’t really have an option to ditch though he wished to. Denny’s has American cuisine and Akshay loves and accepts anything American. We always think that he was actually born in the United States but got moved to India and got adopted by his present parents. We can get away by serving Dal ( Pappu ) to him labeling and describing it as Lentil soup in Hot Tomato sauce, just as how the Indian restaurants in US do for the stuff on their menu and he would be more excited and will consider it better than the regular Dal we make. If it sounds exaggerated, that is because you haven’t met him. But the food at Denny’s was indeed tasty, the ever-reliable Mango Slush, Oreo Milkshake, pancakes, the Mediterranean chicken, the southern slugger and lots of fried stuff ( an American Trademark).

A great thing about Denny’s is that it is open for full 24 hours. I remember one instance where it was very late around 1 AM and there was no cab service available and we had to walk around 2 miles to our home. Just as in case of Quatro’s, we always preferred a space by the window. Those rainy days by that window will be remembered.

#carbondale

A Jobless Quarantined Soul

Around 3 months back, on December 31st midnight, we all got excited as we do every year, wished each other a very happy new year and got back to our regular mundane lives but little did we know what Year-2020 had in store. Firstly, the Australian bush fires, followed by the deadly COVID-19 spread and now an economic recession. (We’ll know in a couple of months if the recession has already begun). We are just 4 months in and 2020 has already fucked us enough.

At this point, when the whole situation is messed up, I am out of my job for some exotic reasons. Being jobless in a quarantined lockdown time is bad on multiple levels. I tried to come up with an analogy but it sounded very trivial. Let’s still try one analogy. Being jobless in a quarantined lockdown time is as bad as getting into an arranged marriage and knowing that your partner doesn’t love you. (Actually true in a majority of cases). Anyways, out of a job, trying to talk to random recruiters and see if they find me enticing to market and get me a job so that they can loot the major share of the pay. You know the market is bad when recruiters start to cut your calls.

Another major downside of this lockdown is not able to go out and eat. I miss Thai food. Medium-Hot Spicy Basil Fried Rice to be precise. I miss Lasagna, pizza and everything Italian covered in tonnes of marinara sauce. I miss Sushi. The list is endless. Just to add one last item, I badly miss frozen custard. I know you might wonder I can still prepare them and eat it at home. If you got that thought, then you haven’t really known me. I do cook some stuff like Chicken curry, fry, Mixed-veg curry, chicken fry, curry, and Mixed-veg curry. Also Maggi.

I miss watching movies in the theatre. A couple of months back I have decided to watch movies in theatre on the very first day before anyone tells me about how it is. That turned out to be a bad decision like most of my decisions in life as I got to watch some really shitty movies.

BUT, there are some good things to save the day even in this lockdown. There are NETFLIX and PRIME and some dozen other streaming options. I have started reading Agatha Christie’s “And then there were none”.

It’s a great time to pick up a new book. Books have their own charm.

Reading it and writing this blog are two meaningful things I have been doing apart from bathing once every two days.

Coming to the favorite part, there is CHICKEN available to be cooked.

There is COFFEE

AND there is MAGGI.

I will write a separate article on each of these three things. They deserve it. There is PS4 to save the day. I recently purchased Resident Evil 2 and have been playing it late at night to scare the shit out of me and so far it has been doing just the same. On top of everything mentioned, I have people I love. To talk, agree, disagree, fight, joke and chill.

The present situation shows us how temporary everything in life is and how quickly things can change. But there are always good things to compensate for the bad ones. I wish you find solace in whatever things you are doing or wanting to do. There will be light at the end of the tunnel. There is always a MovieRulz if your NETFLIX is down. What a bad analogy to end this piece. Cheers!

Welcome back, Myself.

So, I have decided to get back to writing. It has been around 3 years since I have written something here. I don’t even know why I have stopped but it is what it is.

I have contemplated a lot on what should be the topic to write about. I tried picking a specific topic which would easily be liked by people, which would make an interesting read but I could not finalize on any particular one. So, there I am, going through this process, and a fundamental question popped in my head. What was the reason for me to get back to writing?. Why do I want to write something in the first place?.

Writing makes me feel good, enables me to express myself and also have fun doing it. I believe that is the way any art should be. To enjoy what you do and have fun with it. The very aspect of picking a topic out of nowhere and writing about it felt like I am contradicting myself. I was just wanting to get the attention of my audience by writing what they would like most probably.

I have decided to let myself free. Free from the stress of writing a likable post, free from the unnatural usage of complex words or phrases and free from the cage of being/living in a pattern. I feel, my writing should be as free-flowing as a river.

Every day, before going to bed, I will be posting ‘something’ here. Something that I love, hate or have an opinion. Till it becomes a river as mentioned before, some content might look bland, sometimes less enticing but all of it would be honest. And, that I feel is GOLD.

Random truth

When 3 days felt like torture, how would 3 months feel and if those 3 months become 3 years and show a potentiality of becoming 30 years? How would it feel then? Do we get used to it? Does it really happen the way the famous line goes “Time heals everything”. And if it doesn’t and still stays the same, in fact, worse than how it felt for those 3 days. What does one do?

The art of cheating ourselves is something which we all have achieved expertise in. But even rock rules have an exception. Not everyone is a good artist. Some are mediocre. Some are bad too. The good ones have the sense of their craft and they just display it with full strength. But what about the bad ones? They try to learn the art and they keep on trying to a point where they either crack it or they go back to the fundamental aspect, cheat themselves “again” that they have mastered the art.

A cheat within a cheat.

A potent combination.

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THE DARK SIDE...

The Dark side of the Bright Poetic Feel...!

Now WHY does it cripple you mentally. WHY does it make so difficult to hide that crippling activity. Is it because of

Escapism that resulted from the inability of handling the pricking truth...

Optimism at its best... Hope which just doesn’t die...

Unwarranted Ignorance which crept in from nowhere due to the unexpected turnout of the events...

Wrong pieces of advice from wrong people at possibly wrong time which is...Just wrong all the way...

Helplessness giving way to OverSensitivity.

You are just Fucking Mad...!

OR because of the collective participation of all the above things in Screwing up...!

#messedup

La vida...!!!

It has been a long time since I have written something here.

Life has become dull and busy. Busy because of the happening of a lot of events and things and dull as none of these interest me.

The Inception of the 3rd year of my Undergrad has brought quite a few changes. Few fun moments, few interesting decisions and well as usual few irritating incidents too. The knowledge of few Unbelievable things certainly which I believe is going to change my life drastically. Toughest decisions are awaiting and maybe it is necessary that it has to be done, not that it is desired but it is needed.!

AND

Amidst all this mess, the MAIN, and the bigger question keeps popping up...

WHAT NEXT.....?

The amount of thought given to career has increased a lot automatically. Aspirations entangled with a bit of confusion and belief are very high and running in mind.

The Tough part is to make it happen as we want it and the most Lovable part is the FREEDOM which we have to shape up our career according to our desires and will.

A mixture of Emotions.

That's the Beauty of Life....!!!! :)

'Love'ly Pain

Getting over some things or persons is one of the toughest things one can face.

For no fault of yours, you being subjected to mental torture is indeed damn painful to experience as the mental torture is always much severe than the physical pain.

And also, to be honest, it is not about evaluating each other’s faults and assessing who is wrong or right but about facing the consequences and suffering due to them.

The MIND says to be practical and real and This HEART always contradicts with that practicality. Due to this contradiction, eventually, peace of Mind gets completely screwed up.

AND

What makes the situation even worse is that most of the times the HEART dominates the MIND and that makes things much more complicated.

raosrini

Ninety per cent of Indians are Idiots who can easily be misled by mischievous elements in the name of religion,caste,region etc.etc.

said Justice Markendeya katju.

They drove like sheep and cattle to vote along above said lines at the price of alcohol bottle ,saree or just hundred bugs.

I...

me-teja-kaipa

no one in the world is completely happy nor unhappy …

life is a balanced equation …

it is our inception and perception on which it depends ..

ppl njoy the happy moments , at that time its fine..

when the problems arise .. every one start thinking that they are the only ppl in world who r...

Band Baaja Baaraat...!!!!!!

Let me clarify that I am not writing about Ranvir-Anushka's film 'Band baaja baaraat'.

It is about the weddings that happen around us. There have been a lot of weddings this month among our relatives and friends. For the past 1 week every day there has been at least an invitation for a wedding, or sangeeth etc.

The wedding is a great thing to attend as we get to meet many of our relatives(few known and few we have never met till that moment) and spend time with them and it can be problematic too if you are attending right after your grades were issued.

You will find yourself in a very tricky situation and you need to utter each and every word very carefully. Very carefully(Repeated just for the effect).

Weddings can be very interesting too. If you are LUCKY enough you could end up finding a girl for you ;). (Note: luck alone won't help. A bit of talent is also required).

According to recent statistics, in the coming future, there is going to be a shortage of brides. To be simple and clear, 'For every 1000 boys there would be only around 700-800 girls.'

Another problem is that only a few girls match our PRIORITIES and DESIRED qualities. So the availability percentage has been reduced to some more extent.

Every guy has his own priorities. We are neither Brad Pitt nor Abhishek Bachchan but still, we expect and want to get a girl like Angelina Jolie or Aishwarya Rai respectively.

My guess is that in the coming future DOWRY process will come to an end.

Actually may be that is not going to happen. May be it will be the other way around. P

IT was called 'KANYASHULKHAM'( in Telugu) in those days.

May be The OLDEN ERA is about to begin once again ... :)

Responsibility...!

I often hear a lot of people talking about politics, assessing different political parties and criticizing some politicians for their deeds.

Okay, that is fine. We are in a democratic country and we have a fundamental right to speak which is absolutely fine. We are casting our vote and electing our leaders so we do have the right to express our views.

But few people don't even cast their vote and still comment on leaders who've been elected n criticize them.

It's FUNNY..!! Isn't it?

YOU are not even casting your vote but ready to comment on their deeds. If you are so concerned about our society and if you really feel that these leaders don't have the enough potentiality or not worthy enough then why don't you utilize your opportunity to vote worthy people.

If you feel as a responsible citizen of this country then u need to feel responsible in shaping up our society. You are given the choice to choose a representative so make it count.

You think.

You decide.

Unless you do that you don't have the right to comment.

When I said this to few people, their reaction was like 'How much difference does a single vote make?

Every vote counts. If every citizen of the country thinks that way just imagine how the situation would be like. It is not an appropriate way to think.

It is our right. We have the option to shape up our society in the way we like.

So let's do it. Power is in our hands.

Let's utilize it...!!

Freshers Day :)

Well, I’ve started blogging..! It’s a bit of surprise to myself that I’ve decided to write a blog. I am not sure what I’m gonna post and how. I didn’t give it much thought. I’ll just express my view on stuff I’d like to. Let’s see how this experience turns out to be… :)

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