Before my time...

Was reading about the new microblogging (Twitter) phenom, in which junta may use SMS's to blog.

back in summer 2002, while I was busy creating 'Enter the Freshman', I also got a cell phone and a Dolpin (MTNL) prepaid connection. At that time, the billing facility was extremely screwed and certain Dolphin customers could SMS for free. I was one of these. After exhausting the jokes and other crap from Indiatimes and Rediff (8888 and 7333), I discovered that one could send emails using SMS via the indiatimes gateway. Thus was born my mblog project.

I had coded a scipt that would run on logging into my Aerospace account, scan my mailbox from emails from my number, and paste these to a text file that acted as my blog.

I was searching for how to create a daemon on the Aero server, but lost interest, specially after Dolphin got its billing right.

Maybe the same service exists still, and one can update blogger accounts via email.. and thus the world will always be aware of whatever you want it to be aware of.

Thus, a timepass project of 2002 was the new phenom of 2007. Wah wah!

Now I know what Baird felt like.... (ego to dekho munde da!)

Weary

Writing short blog posts is symptomatic of a vacuous, malignant weariness that results in trying to graft words with any semblance of coherence. Pitiable. Pitiful. Pitiless. Piti much yeh hi hai...

Fear

Whenever I hear or read some particular words... Stochastic.. Parametric.. Eigenvalues.. etc, I break into a cold sweat. An engineer by training, I should welcome these like old school friends.

Maybe the analogy tells a lot more than it is meant to. I seldom make the required effort to meet old connections. It is not right to get this annoyed with the interruption in solid routine.

from the Gita...