Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno

Over the past few weeks my Facebook page is flooded with comments about RCB (Royal Challengers Bangalore) looking more like GCB ( Gayle Challengers Bangalore), more comments about how RCB is a one man show, more and more comments about how dependent RCB is on Gayle. To say the least I am sick of it, and I am going to set this straight once and for all.

First lets talk about Christopher Gayle. As we all know, he is a big hard hitting batsman from Kingston, who is also a useful part-time off-spinner. This year before the IPL Chris Gayle has not been impressive, his highest score this year has been against the Netherlands where he scored 80 off 100 balls and this was on 28th February 2011. Fast-forward a couple of months, he is smashing the ball left right and center. It makes you wonder, whats with this guy??

It seems just like yesterday when he was struggling to score at more than a run a ball in the same conditions where he is today going at a strike rate of close to 160. What has changed?? The weather in India is pretty much the same. The grounds haven't changed much. So what's changed? The answer is the team.

Let me be honest Gayle for West Indies has sucked but for RCB plays like a man possessed, it makes you wonder how much of the team affects one's performance. Gayle has taken to RCB like a fish to water, he has made some good buddies in Kohli who do the Choo-Choo train together,gets along well with DeVilliers (heard they are booze buddies) and gels along very well with the entire RCB team. But when he plays for West Indies there is controversy after controversy ergo his performance for the West Indies.

Critics of Gayle and RCB, the performance of an individual largely depends on the rapport he shares with his team. RCB as a team have given Gayle the environment he likes to be in and his performances are there for everyone to see.

Go on RCB. Bring the cup to Bangalore.

Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno (All for one and one for all)

It happens only in Singapore

Each and everyone in our generation has seen videos on YouTube titled 'This happens only in India'. My friend (who prefers to be anonymous) posted this on Facebook, titled 'It happens only in Singapore'. I am not going to say anything more, just read it, its hilarious:

DNA matching? Comfort of their own rooms? ROFL

And after all that: 'Thank you for taking time to read this document.' ROFLOL

Cheers

Hema Malani's cheeks,not really. But it comes close.

A couple of days ago, I happened to read an article in the Bangalore Mirror saying that the Bangalore roads today are in a pathetic state. The reporter went on to say that the roads are full of potholes, speed bumps, slush, gravel and all sorts of other rubbish that should be somewhere else.

At that time, I agreed with that guy to the tee. I wanted to write a letter to the editor saying that " I totally agree with your employee. The roads today are freaking pathetic. They are the reason why my back hurts, they are the reason I am late to college everyday, the roads simply suck. All those BBMP babu's eat all the money we pay up as tax. Therefore I want to sue the BBMP and I humbly ask for your help"

But is was today that I realized that the roads in Namma Bangalore (Like Bangalore more than Bengaluru) are not as crappy as I thought. What made me change my mind? Read on.

Well I had been to Utsav today, the BMSCE fest. As you might know BMS is a looooong ride from home ( about 15 km). I left BMS at around 6:45 in the evening, on my bike. And about 5 minutes later, my bike started giving some problems.

If you have seen my bike, you would probably say that that is no surprise. Well it is a 19 year old Hero Honda CD 100, and i am very happy with it. It is an ideal student bike. Just fill it, shut it and forget it. Gives reasonably good mileage. And there are hardly any problems with it. It has never gotten punctured in the 4 years that I've had it. Never needs servicing. Its is just a zero frills bike.

So what happened to the bike? Well it was something unique. The head light kept going off at random and coming back on (also at random). And it so happened that it went off in some residential area (some side lane of Basavanagudi) where the power had been cut off (Its summer in Bangalore, so power cuts are pretty common). But I for one couldn't care any less for the lack of light on the road, happily cruising on bike humming to Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb

'IIIIIIIII HAVE BECOME COMFORTABLY NUMB'. Then all of a sudden i hit a sharp road hump on the road.

I was just about to curse the road hump, when I realized " Hey! The lights are back on". EUREKA, I found the cure for the Flickering Headlight Instability. The cure was the road bumps. So, all through the 15 km journey, I was looking for pot holes, speed-bumps or, anything that could shake up the front part of my bike so the lights could come back on.

At first I thought 'How could it be to find pot holes in Bangalore'. Believe me or not, I had to ride in darkness for most of my journey. From Basavanagudi to Town Hall to Palace Road to The Golf Course to Mekhri Circle To Sanjaynagar, all i could find were only about a handful of 'Bad patches' on the road.

So what's the moral of the story. Well there a few:

1) Bangalore Mirror sucks. Their research is faulty. Don't read it. (Just read one column that appears everyday some where in the middle. Its always really really REALLY funny. And you know which column. *wink*.

2) The babu's don't eat as much as we think they do.

3) The roads might not be as smooth as 'Hema Malini's Cheeks' but they aren't as rough as an alligator's either.

Cheers

Asimov is GOD!!!

On this very day in 1992, the world bid farewell to the greatest Sci-Fi writers of all time; Issac Asimov. Now why do I call him the greatest Sci-Fi writer, because he is the BEST.

Look at what he's done; he gave us The Foundation Series, The Laws of Robotics (he actually coined the term Robotics), Psycohistory, the stories of Elijah Baley and R.Daneel Olivaw, the innumerable stories of Susan Calvin, man the list goes on and on and on.

Here's my tribute to Asimov on his 18th death anniversary.

When i was in the 12th standard, I had trouble understanding the 2nd law of thermodynamics. So i was googling and i found this by Issac Asimov. And i was amazed by how the man made something so complex so simple. It is exactly as Albert Einstein said: "You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother"

Here's the piece:

"Another way of stating the second law then is, 'The universe is constantly getting more disorderly!' Viewed that way we can see the second law all about us. We have to work hard to straighten a room, but left to itself it becomes a mess again very quickly and very easily. Even if we never enter it, it becomes dusty and musty. How difficult to maintain houses, and machinery, and our own bodies in perfect working order: how easy to let them deteriorate. In fact, all we have to do is nothing, and everything deteriorates, collapses, breaks down, wears out, all by itself - and that is what the second law is all about."

Issac Asimov; I salute you.

Oh Engineering, thou truly art a heartless bitch

Well reason number two of why engineering sucks is why I haven't been blogging as frequently as i would like.

The reason; Drum-roll please.....

INTERNALS:

These are the most pointless exercises we engineers are put through. These internals happen very often, One moment you are like "Thank god, I'm done with the internals" and the then it comes out of the blue saying "Peekaboo, i see you"

Just before every internal we go around to find some nerd who has paid some attention in class to photocopy his notes. And inevitably we end up saying "WHAT THE FUCK, so much of syllabus is covered, when THE fuck did this happen."

After the paper, the common dialogues between (future) engineers goes something like this :

What the fuck man, more than 70% of the paper was out of the syllabus

Ya dude, this was THE worst paper set in the history of the engineering course

Fuck dude, SHIT, I am failing....I got screwed royally..

The next one is a classic:

Jo (mujhe) aata hai , woh (paper mein)aata nahi hai; jo nahi aata hai woh aata hai. Hamesha aisa hi hota hai.

So after writing about 17 sets of internals, I wonder what is the point of all this.

What is the fucking point of asking us questions we don't know the answers to, is the point of an internal to check what we have learnt; or test what we haven't.

If you ask me the big guys in the HRD ministry ought to come up with some alternative way of assessment and come up with it soon.

LIKE THAT'S GONNA HAPPEN :P

Engineering, thou art a heartless bitch.

After three years of engineering, I have come to the conclusion that an engineering degree is not worth it.

If you are thinking about getting an engineering degree well here's my advice

DON'T DO IT.

Why??

Here are my reasons why Engineering Sucks

Reason Number one

Lectures:

If you are a non-engineer this may require some clarification. A lecture is defined as that activity that requires an engineers physical presence only. It is a that time during the day which is usually spent finishing assignments, lab records, playing dots, hangman, blue-tooth mobile phone games,sleeping or some other timepass activity.

After reading this some of you non engineers might ask "Hey we go to college too; if we can pay attention in class, why cant you?? " Well the answer is really simple.

The lectures in an engineering course is conducted by a person who has previously gone through the same engineering course. And engineering graduates are pretty well paid. Now this ass(Lecturer) is so pathetic that he couldn't get a better job ergo he is here "teaching" us. He is an ABSOLUTE idiot. He cant teach for nuts.

But the self-conceited 'Gadha' believes that there are absolutely no limits to his knowledge. He believes that he is doing us a big favour by 'enlightening' us. So isn't tp better than listening to him go on and on about his abilities. HELL YEAH IT IS.

(Watch this space for the next few reasons as to why engineering sucks)

Djokovic, Mr. Unstoppable??

"The king is dead,

Long live the new king"'

- Novak Djokovic's mother after he beat Federer in the 2008 Australian open Semifinal

Its has taken him three years to actually stamp his authority as the King of tennis and what a dramatic three years it has been for him.

Thrashing a hapless Murray in the Australian Open final, Annihilating the competition in the Dubai Open, taking Serbia to win the Davis cup, Novak has come a long long way. With almost everything from the mega first serve, to the cheesy drop shots, to the ripping ground-strokes in his arsenal I began to wonder if I was actually seeing the next big thing in tennis.

He is 18-0 this year (not including the Davis cup), and he is in SUPER HOT form, but is that enough to become the next Mr.Unstoppable of tennis??

Novak himself doesn't think so "I do have the best period of my life on the tennis court, but nobody is invincible," Djokovic said. "You are just trying to play your best in each match you're playing.

"I am extremely happy with the way I'm playing and with the success that I'm having. But I know that the season is very long, and I don't want to be too euphoric about the win. I need to celebrate a little bit, and then move on."

Djokovic will return to action at the Sony Ericsson Open in Miami later this week, where he will bid to continue his unbeaten start to the season, before turning his attentions to the clay-court season.

Can he win his first French open and cement his position as Mr. Unstoppable. Only time will tell..