Cycle: Back to Mod-zero

Cycle: Back to Mod-zero

I know this will make no sense; but it is ok to have some non-sense stuffs on the blogs. Sorry Readers!!!

There are different cycles in our lives. Cycle in which we recycle ourselves...

The clock also rotates in cycle, but makes us feel that we progressed. How fictional it is when it comes back to 12 after 12 hours and makes us feel that it has progressed.

I am appreciating its fallacy of advancements.

Jet Lag: Confused Body ticks

Jet Lag: Confused Body ticks

It is 1 AM , now, I am awake and active after a nice sleep in the yesterday evening.

My biological clock is completely tricked. It is the Jet Lag effect. I feel irresistibly sleepy in the late afternoon. And similarly irresistibly awake in the early morning. It will last for few more days to come. Until the ticks are synchronized to local time (EST GMT-5:00/ Universal Time -5). It had happed in Nepal too (GMT+5:15). I kept waking in opposite sense. The situation is worse because I have been to the two farthest points of the earth. Nearly the opposite sides of the diameter of the Earth.

I was waken up by the call from my friend. I talked to him as if it was tomorrow morning. I looked into the mobile clock to see 9 PM or so and was completely astonished to realize that I was not sleeping for the morning. I still had to eat my dinner. I later realized that yesterday I had talked to one of my friend in complete dream. I have no idea on what did I talk.

I think, I need to take rest.

http://www.answers.com/Jet+Lag?cat=health&gwp=13

My 100th Post!!!

Why the number 100 is so important?
Because it marks the transition from 2 digit to 3 digit ?
Because it has two zeros at the end?
I don't know why, but this post is important for me because I am going to announce my Marriage Ceremony on the 100th Post!!!

My Marriage ceremony is on the 5th Magh 2064 (19th Jan 2008).
It is going to be a nice candle light dinner because of the scheduled load-shading (shedding).

The second potential country in Hydroelectricity suffers through lack of power supply.
(http://www.answers.com/load+shedding?cat=technology&ff=1)
http://www.hobotraveler.com/2007/01/load-shading-in-nepal.html
No more criticism on that.
My plan for 100th post was to review all the previous 99 posts, but that can wait. May be, I will be overwhelming the posts with my married life. I will try my best to keep it on track, he he he.

Thanks for the love and the support.

Please keep visiting, comments are accepted and highly appreciated.

Kathmandu is colder, I am convinced.

I came out of the Tribhuvan Intl Airport in a half T-shirt.
I was talking to my family in half T-shirt, even after 3 hrs of my entry into Kathmandu.
Everyone was wearing warm clothes. My T-shirt was a good one of the last summer. Everyone asked me whether it was not so cold.
I could not convince myself that 7 degree celcius is cold enough to make you feel cold.
The two consecutive nights I struggled with the 56K dial up. To catch up with the Emails and updates. The nice jet lag won't allow me to sleep and to wake me up completely. My biological clock was confused. Giving a lot of false triggers to sleep and to wake up.
Those two nights, I think, have led deep impact into my biological system. Now I feel that my bones are cold. I mean I can feel the coooold inside of me. I am to blame the weather of Kathmandu too (and of course my negligence on the power of coldness).

In anyway, I am enjoying the fluctuations, just thinking that this cold will not invite fever.

Wish you a hot n HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008.

Changed the Header picture, thats it !

Have changed the header picture. Previous was:That was also a nice picture, that's what I think :D
The present picture was found online when I was trying to work on Blender, last summer. While I was trying to locate it on the web, It was not so easy to find it. The image search is still a hard one. I had preserved its original name, so I was finally able to get the source. Source:http://img86.imageshack.us/my.php?image=spacescapenoshipdk4.jpg
I have cropped it and added the title : "Time!"
In order to get the desired image, the image has to be of the same name, otherwise one will get the image of something else.
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In the background, I got the news that: Google has started the service of image labeler: http://images.google.com/imagelabeler/
This is what I was thinking (about such possibilities, not blaming anyone). I mean When you search for a picture of table, you must be able to get a table not other items.
So far we are able to get the picture if and only if the name of the picture contains table. otherwise we are used to see different pictures like "search for table" but get "a girl on table or a rose on the table or whatever.
It is a nice start.
Once the data starts to pile up, the results will be nice.
How nice? See the following:
http://www.jumbojoke.com/google_2084_662.html
It will be able to give nice search results whether the pic has been labelled like DSC12345 or whatever.
Once you/anyone tags it, it is identified. And we know google loves to store everything. Everything. (I have a plan to write about that too, someday).

My previous posts about these topics can be seen at:
http://ajabgajab.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagging-and-indexing.html
http://ajabgajab.blogspot.com/2007/09/searching-me.html

No Phone Call?

No Phone Call?

It is quite weird that I am doing some programming and its not going quite OK. No, No, it is not weird that program has gone crazy, it is a regular trouble. I enjoy it. The other regular stuff is missing: Phone call. I have not received a single call tonight! Usually, when I reach home, put my cell into charger and enter the kitchen. i miss some calls in this interval and call them back(with apologies). Talk with friends and laugh a little bit. But it is strange, It is about 11:49, and nobody has called.
Phone service in USA is relatively dear. So, we talk after 9 pm. It is free after that. Friends are connected after 9(upto 12). We share the moments and keep ourselves updated of our situations. We are more connected here, in USA, than we used to be back in our country: Nepal. Everyone knows nearly what the other is doing.
But today, it is weird!
I can not believe it, I look into the phone, really no one called. OK, fine, I am gonna call only on Saturday and i will be calling everyone on my telephone address book (may be this time I will start with z, not with regular A).
I am thinking: may be this is the middle of the semester (everyone busy in assignments/tests ) and everyone may be exactly feeling the same thing: No calls, huh?

Oh wait, some body just called! Let me see who is this?

Missed the bus! Wow!

I missed the bus. But I got the chance to see around. I had my camera with me today. My friends wanted to take some close up pics. I love taking pics. It was 20 more minutes to wait. What could I do? The driver had seen me crossing the street and he was on the red sign. But, the light changed, and despite seeing me running like a crazy, he drove away!
But when I took the pics. I thanked the driver for going. and giving me the chance to see around.
PS: The slide show worked in ie and firefox but not in opera. Please see the pics here

Thanks for the comments!

Bus Diaries

Its a Friday.
The students are gathered to go to downtown. To drink. The bus stop is already full with students. They are already excited.
The bus has arrived. I don't know whether it was late or I was impatience. May be Relativity at work!
I have to go to downtown. I live near it. They have to go to downtown. There are bars and clubs.After being fully loaded, the bus moves. I am lucky that I got a seat. I am tired. I can not be the hanging monkey at this time.

They are talking loud. One of their friend is sitting on the other side of the bus and I am trapped in between!

I am tired. I just want to sit and close my eyes.
I want to take a deep breath and relax. I want to go to my room.

Its little chill tonight.
My poor laptop is inside my back pack and is sitting on my lap. I can sense that it is still hot.

I can see that one of my friend is also in the same bus. I had seen her before entering the bus. She was smoking and talking on the phone. We have seen each other for last 14 months, only in the bus. Sometime more frequent and sometime less frequent. We are bus friends. We talk. "How are you?" "Good" ; "The weather is good today": "Yes, I know". Thats all! i know her mood: she wants to talk tonight, either on phone or with her bus friend. She is in mood to talk. I can not ignore her. After she is done with her phone, we do exchange smile.
With the pull of the string, I realize that its her stop. She lives three block up than my apartment. Do you want to walk?
She wants me to walk with her. But, why should I walk three blocks?
I nod.
She walks away.
I watch her get out of the bus and cross the zebra stripes.

The bus moves. I close my eyes. Pretending that I am relaxing.
I can not keep my eyes closed because my stop has arrived. I don't have energy to pull the stop chord of the bus. I wish somebody would pull it down. Nobody! I need to do it by myself!
I think, one day we will have a small chips on our thumbnail and we will be able to command the bus operator to stop it; just by thinking that I want to stop right here!
Tomorrow, I have to go to a friend's birth day party. Its a dish party, I have to cook something this evening. I am a bad cook!

(This is supposed to be the second part of my previous one: Talk to me! and is still messy.)

Talk to me!

The bus was supposed to come at 9:10. It has been more than twenty minutes. I have been waiting for the bus. It is late again. As the time passes, more people gather around the bus stop. They all are like me. They wait for bus. They want to go to their room. Individually, they are much different from me. Some of them have plugged ipod into their ears and some of them are just watching the floor. As I look around, I find that many of them are busy with mobile phone. Some of them are yelling, some of them are in very romantic mode. one of them is crying. I don't understand Spanish, but one of the girl is really angry over the phone. However, She is saying the abusive words in English! Wow! I can understand that. I think if we say something very loudly, specially abuse someone in English, we may get some peace in mind. (What a way to clean up the mind!)   
I should not listen the conversation. I am not listening anything.  But, what the heck? She is really talking so loud. Do she really want everybody to listen?
Everyone is looking to her in a while. She looks angry and she does not care. She is in her own universe.
Some people talk so soft that , even when I am sitting next to him/her in the bus, I can hardly hear. In most of the case, when people are waiting for the public transportation, they talk. They talk over the phone and they do whatever they can. Everyone is confined into the unique universe. s/he and the phone. They pretend that they are flying. They smile, laugh, cry and do everything legal that can be done on the phone.
By the way, how much loud should we be talking over the phone? (without polluting the environment.)
Oh, the bus has arrived. I gotta go. Everyone has already lined up/ kinda piled up to get into the bus.

Volunteer in Komen Brest Cancer Foundation Race for the cure.

I had never woke up as early as 5:10 in the morning (unless when I had to stay awake whole night to do assignments) after coming to USA. This morning, the alarms were set and I was mentally prepared to get out of my bed at 5. I was going for volunteering! I had to walk all the way to the Empire State Building, Downtown, Albany.  Because buses do not run that early on saturdays; I walked. It took me nearly 45 minutes: Nearly 2 miles.
I was thinking that I was among the few volunteers, but was amazed to see many many volunteers. Wow! All active and working. I helped a little bit. Katey has been doing such a great job to manage the job for all the volunteers. It was about 11 when I returned to my apartment.
Volunteering is nice, it gives me some kinda satisfaction. One of them asked me why I was there, because other two guys were the son of the Brest cancer survivors. I was there just inspired by their works and after listening the local FM.
I know, If I google the key word: Brest cancer, I can find too many links.
I would like to thank the Organizers for organizing such a great program.
http://www.albanyraceforthecure.com/
http://www.breastcancer.org/
My videos:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2359507009475342294&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5604434711299506676&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2332089824658141504&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3000121440176005335&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1560329170088953387&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=9111286696728943351&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-587943335518365676&hl=en
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7073893235916992579&hl=en
My pics:
http://picasaweb.google.com/nabinkm/Race07
(I got only a few, I hope that I will be able to volunteer next year too.)

Confess and Evolve!

We all have our own standard. Our own scale. We create our own hypothesis on our own biased-ness. That's why we have friends, foe and the world is so so different! We can agree and we can disagree.
There is variety.
This evening I came across such situation. I know he was drunk but people speak when they drink. It is very strange liquid. Liquid that de-solves everything!

My friend! thank you very much for showing me my dark part. I always had that but was trying hard to hide it. If it is still visible to you, it means it is visible to others also.
how many people in the world are able to say what you see? Not many. I have been trying hard to tell such things, tried really hard.Without success. Today, I am little bit jealous to learn that you have reached above me! and you have always been above my mental level. I was pretending that I could tell the truth. Even half of the truth! But, wow! you can tell everything!
I bow in front of you.
No matter whatever i tried, but some thing is inherent. Something is basic human nature. That s/he will be living throughout the life. I have been evolving in my own time scale. and have always been thankful to such environment which made me change. People, in general don't tend to change. I had written in my diary that I am not one of the kind like dinoceros. I am not going to be extinct. I will fight to the last breath and will survive!. For now, I am fighting with myself. It's 1:37 AM and still can not forget that today must have been one of the best day. It hurts a little, but truth is the truth. I have been living with my own inconsistent scale factors. i will re graduate my scale, for sure and will stretch my skins little bit so that the dark part will not be visible to that much. If god gives me free will, I would like to change my level of inconsistency.
let me see!

Searching me!

It is said that if you can not find it by Google, it does not exist.
I have been online since 2001, I think.
So, I have my net existence for at least six years.
Google lists the pages with its own laws and if some one is very famous with the same name, people tend to click on that link more often, it means you will be overshadowed.
Nabin K Bhattarai is a famous singer and I always see his name if I search with "Nabin " as the key.
Some of the posts on other blogs by me are also found occasionally by the search engines.
Basically I can find my blog, the remnants of my Germany trip, my geocities page, my 360 (old) , my Albany page. , my pdf file of the Resume and Nepal Physical Society website and the Nepal Physical Society Google group with my name.

I can find myself on google and yahoo by searching my name...
with or without the quotations.
I, therefore, exist!

Do you find yourself on google search?

It is always nice to find someone on the web who you know and if it is yourself, it is really amusing, isn't it?