CRAZY FUNDA STATION 1: Social Animal ? .... ??.. Civil Animal? ...or am I a Crazy Animal?

Warning: All text in the Crazy Funda Station has been written under the sever influence of Cobra venom directly injected into the brain cells of the writer. Some parts of the text may be unintelligible. Reader discretion is advised.

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The thinker in me somtimes jumps out of bed, and that is when i start putting down my plans to save the world from great disasters of the future that I prophesize on alignment with my visions in my sleep.

Today I am going to clear the world off a big lie that has successfully planted itself in the minds of all the educated.

Man is a social animal. An Animal he is. But social? What makes him different from animals is the fact that he is social. I am gonna prove the following 2 results:

1) Man is not a social Animal.

2) Man is a civil Animal.

Result 1) To prove that man is not a Social Animal

Proof:
Let us first assume our result in statement (0) & then prove it wrong by theory of contradiction.

Man = Social Animal - (0)
.: (Man - Social) = Animal
.: Anti-Social Man = Animal -(1)

But,

Anti-Social Man = Shunning contact with others
.: Anti-Social man = Dislikes Contact - (2)

Now Animal = Likes contact -(3)

Reason - (All animals like contact with other animals of the same species. The wanna mate right!!!???)

.: from (1) & (2),

Animal = Dislikes Contact -(4)

& from (3) & (4)

Likes Contact = Dislikes Contact

.: Likes = Dislikes -(5)

Statement 5 is untrue as per the English dictionary.

.: from (0) & (5), we have a contradiction.
.: (0) is false.
i.e. Man is not a social animal byt theory of Contradiction.

AAAAnd the demons have been exorcized... armies from hell defeated, ... results proved!

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One more feather added to the Crazy Funda Station Cap. If you dont agree with me my theorems... nobody likes you so go jump in the nearest nullah you find.

Zinedine Zidane - Mon héros

Well, the first time I saw this man, I hated hime. He was out screwing all the teams out there, with his incredible skills in the 98 France world Cup. He was the one who threw in fear into the eyes of many a team. In the finals, he took the case of Brazil so well that no brazillian knew what hit them. His headers in the finals were incredible and finished brazil off leaving them no chance. I saw brazil being destroyed with my own eyes, and deep in my heart the seed of hatred was planted against him. I would hate anybody who stood in the way of the victorious path of brazil.

And my dislike for him made me follow him. As I watched him, The seed of hatred in my heart started to shrivel. I knew that this guy was not ordinary. He was truly a class apart. Something unmatched. Something that wouldnt come back to the world, once gone.

Every goal of his was a wonder to watch. I just dont know why. And his tackles were magic. When he swooned his legs around the ball, everyone just gaped. His cool effortless style and his looks, all went together to turn the player I hated the most to the player I love the most.

My initial hate just stemmed from the fact that Zidane screwed Brazil, and I always have been a brazil fan. Looking back at those days, i feel I was immature. I took hasty decisions, and i followed what others did. Everybody loved brazil & I loved brazil too. I hardly thought for myself.

Today, as I watched the France v/s Spain match, Zidane again ethralled me. The last goal that he shot in the last few minutes was icing on the cake for France and was the event that made my day. Though the years have passed him by, he still remains as the Hero of many. A Hero that I would admire for many years to come...


Zidane, Zidane.. oh Zidane.
The chill of darkness,
A vipers venom,
Ruthlessness of death,
A raging storm,
All strike easier than you ...

Orkut

A few weeks ago, i got re-introduced to Orkut by a friend. I had received an invite earlier in the year, somewhere in Feb. I also had received one in 2005. But then i didnt know what orkut was about nor did I care.

But this month, when my friend resent an invite to me, i decided to check orkut out and use the extra time I had on my hand in the evenings. On registering, i didnt find it anything better that Hi-5 or a similar 'friends network'. Old wine in a new bottle i said to my self. And then it happened. I found a friend long lost. Through her network i found others, and my network just kept growing. Started keeping in touch with people who'm I had not met for decades. It was awsome. In a period of three weeks, I had found over 50 friends on my network, including some people I hardly ever talked to.

It was like a strange addiction, it was a different world, that held you in its hands and controlled you. A world that was driven by ties of friendship, emotions & nostalgia. Memories of the past flooded back, and i remembered my roots.

This is something of a revolution in computing and is re-defining the way friends meet. It is working its way towards becoming one of the largest friends networks ever, and walking through the boulevards that Napster, Google, Yahoo and Hotmail walked through. From a humble startup it is growing to something that would be bigger than we could ever imagine.

One day, people would have Orkut-ids on their visiting cards & Communities aand friends would grow to large numbers. The number of people having orkut ids would just grow to unthinkable numbers....

... and then the downslide would begin. Everything that goes up has to come down. It will then stabilize at a decent number when the next huge thing taps it on its back and says 'Now its my turn please...'.

But at this point of time, I salute Orkut Buyukkokten, the guy behind orkut, the worlds largest friends network!!

40 hours!!! My Maximum!

Well at last.... I could sleep! I was awake more that 40 hours on a stretch! I have never done that before. Never have I fought my eyelids with such great fury. The would not give up so easily! Every second was longer than the longest of centuries when my eyes were open, and every second was shorter than the shortest unit of time divided by a trillion raise to trillion, when my eyes were closed!

My war with the demons of sleep raged on, as I sat on my comp, looking for errors in our programs and jobs (mainfram jargon). The sun crawled above my head from east to west and then above the heads of my family in far away India. But what was it to me. It didnt matter where the Sun or the moon was. It didnt matter whether if was getting empowered by energy rays from saturn or some stupid asteroid blocked them by coming between Saturn & me (as bejan daruwala would put it), it didnt matter if posiedon was proved to be a colapsed star that would soon suck up the whole solar system into it. All that mattered was my package, and the question ..."When would we able to freeze it?"

Now that it is frozen, the shivers run through my spine faster than they ever had before. All that stands between me and a production abend is a comma or a dot that managed to squeeze through our large walls of Jscans that we built acround our components. Just one 'dot' could inflict huge amounts of pain in the 'other world'. One abend, and people would say... '&(*#*)()*#(!!!! !!!!!!

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Just writing this blog as i review some 'SSR's (JSMJ (Just some mainframe jargon)) and some PRC's. And as i do this, I think to myself....

' ... Is this what I want to be doing the rest of my life?'

The question still hovers over my head like a bunch of charsi mosquitoes who think my blood is jack daniel's laced with ecstacy, heroine, charas, ganja and all the meth in the world.

30 HOURS & STILL COUNTING

Its 30 hours now!! 30 hours and im going strong!! 30 hours and I havent slept. The freez is all that I can think of now!

KEEP PRAYING FOR IT BUDDIES.

Working non-stop for 24 hours now!!!

I have been in the office for the past 24 hours now. I know im gonna drop dead soon. When will this package freeze? Im just waiting. And i know that after the freeze,ill wish I could unfreeze it, just like how u wish u could read ur books once the examination papers are handed over..

Anyway I can see two internet explorer windows, when there is only one right now. This really means that I should be sleeping. Im nodding away when im typing this. My eyes are red and the mmost va;aaaa fhtot /dd. m,phhghgp
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I got a promotion!

I got a promotion at work today...... I dont sound as excited as I should? Well, the salary hike was not as much i thought it would be. I expected more, but the promotion did make me feel good. It always does.

I dont know if ill end up as an old bald IT geek, a big fat baker, A dedicated missionary, A famous photographer or a brilliant author at the end of my career. But I know that whatever it be, it should be something that I should be proud of or satisfied with. I dont want to look back at my life and say "I really should have done that",

At this point of time, the old bald IT geek looks the most possible, looking at the condition of my hair and my current job. Unless I bring changes into my life, i dont see myself getting anywhere.

hmm... lets see what God has in store for me. Anyway, got my package freeze tomorrow. Got to get back to work.

I'm Working late hours...

Here I am seated, in the middle of the night, jscanning jobs (IT Jargon), when the rest of America sleeps. My back aches and my eyes are red. But ive got a package freeze in couple of days & cant afford to lose time...

Lose time.. blogging in the middle of the night isnt wastage of time, Is it
?. Not when it helps me stay awake a little longer. Well writing has always energised me, and always will. It doesnt matter if what i write isnt mking sense. But it makes me feel good. Thats the reason I am bloggin in the middle of the night when i shouldnt be. So i continue to write as seconds pass me by.

This isnt what i expected to write in one of my initial blog posts. But then hey, what should a blog names Alistair Bangera have? stuff about Alistairs life... And this is what is happening in my life right now. Me sitting and jscanning jobs... and now it is 4:30 am.

My manager is gonna kill me tomorrow. but the Jscans were quite productive. I should be able to catch around 4 hours of sleep before heading to work. Lets see how things go from there.

and anybody reading this, please start praying for my project implementation this weekend.

My first post on blogspot

This is my space, the place where I let out my views. I have wanted to start a blog for years now, but was just too busy. At last, I have my blog.