Effectivement, l’anglais a été la langue principale sur ce blog mais bon, il suffit de trouver un truc qui est plus facile à écrire en français que j’écrive en français …..Alors,…
Sur une boutique en ligne j’ai vu qu’il y a des parfums et des eaux de toilette qui ont été proposés. Je m’étonne que ils étonnent, les gens, de voir ce type de choses sur l’Internet – c’est de la folie ces boutiques en ligne (moi j’achèterais pas ces parfums vu que je ne peux pas les sentir). Par contre, ce qui m’intéressait c’est la pyramide olfactive, et j’ai pensé à partager cette pyramide sur mon blog, voici-la alors:
Effectivement, no rights reserved en ce qui concerne cette image
This is after a long time that I’m posting tech stuff…..okay I didnt mention the rubbish MacBook Air – the only Apple product I’d like to have is the massive iMac PC- iPhone doesn’t match my taste I think, in fact iPhone is probably just the start, there is better stuff to come I guess. Besides on a telecommunications side, it represents probably no innovation the iPhone….all this to say that I like my old horse BlackBerry telephone still as much :p though I need an internet enabled pda-phone badly sometimes.
Finally getting to the point why I started this post was a recent discovery on the internet about the eyeOS (which is like your Window$ online without need for a computer or hard disk or cables!! – description for the non IT readers)….which I think is quite clever stuff. Keep it up EyeOS!!
- Lots of project work at the school, multiple projects running in parallel
- Have met some nice people in recent times at the school, rejoined some old friends on a weekend….some people have almost disappeared out of scene without no particular indication ….so more or less on a positive side
- Discovered some more music, missing my family a lot
Everything else is taken care of as it should be ;)
Another story that enters the palmarès and makes it here to my blog :p
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. The conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups -porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain-looking, some expensive, and some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
After all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
“If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress”.
“Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases, it’s just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups…and then began eyeing each other’s cups”.
“Now consider this: Life is the coffee, and the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life, and the type of cup we have does not define nor change the quality of life we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us.”
God brews the coffee, not the cups . . . enjoy your coffee.
No no no, i haven’t turned storywriter. It is just that on this public dairy of mine, I think this might be nice to share.
I must, however, say here that stories are stories – I can’t agree completely with this one because sometimes you have to believe your heart ….it is too stupid stereotyping yourself with what others think about that something you did, are doing or will do soon ….of course it is interesting listening to them but you know your heart is almost always right …..enjoy the story anyway (dont worry about all that philosophy above – i didn’t get that from a book but i’m sure books exist on philo héhéhé)…. the story then:
Lessons on Life
There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The seco nd son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment. The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
Moral lessons:
Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
Don’t judge life by one difficult season.
Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or laterPS: I just received this story in an email today, so it isn’t mine; so obvious isn’t it :p
Here’s a lengthy post after a long time now. This is a story I got from the fortune game on Linux. Don’t worry, fortune is NOT a astrology/horoscope-software or a fortune-teller, it just gives out random quotations from its database . So here’s the story (enjoy!!):
Once upon a time, there was a non-conforming sparrow who decided not to fly south for the winter. However, soon after the weather turned cold, the sparrow changed his mind and reluctantly started to fly south. After a short time, ice began to form his on his wings and he fell to earth in a barnyard almost frozen. A cow passed by and crapped on this little bird and the sparrow thought it was the end, but the manurewarmed him and defrosted his wings. Warm and happy the little sparrow began to sing. Just then, a large Tom cat came by and hearing the chirping investigated the sounds. As Old Tom cleared away the manure, he found the chirping bird and promptly ate him.
There are three morals to this story:
(1) Everyone who shits on you is not necessarily your enemy.
(2) Everyone who gets you out of shit is not necessarily your friend.
(3) If you are warm and happy in a pile of shit, keep your mouth shut.
Here’s a lovely song one of my friends from Mexico spoke to me about, it really is nice, push the PLAY button NOW – what are you waiting for !!! And, this is in Italian….
Trying to set my life up a bit, maBlogette hasn’t been getting so much attention. However, I’m back here.
In the meantime, I’ve been curious about all sorts of things: like anti-matter, origins of life on earth, and aliens. And I discovered Extremophiles, check on it for yourself on Wikipedia. The Penning Trap deserves a special mention.
Why is anti-matter so important? Take a look at this interesting Anti-particle space-craft. These ninnies will discover in some years that everything is matter and there is no anti-matter ….but anyways let them play around for some years…:)….
Given that finally I have started reading books !! Yes, I have!**
Well, it was time that I get an ear burner, full throttle personal music player. Here’s the one I got after a survey of deals and quality – I agree I do take a zillion years to decide upon something, most things, not everything Here’s a picture of my player:
Voilà for the moment. This is an AMAZING quality player – nothing bad. It is worth its price compared to other silly players I have never tried.
**[ My first book after a long long time, may be 10 years is "The Alchemist" - a reasonably good book. Three quarters of the things he says are common sense but never mind, the book is a good way ofpresenting that uncommon common-sense perhaps. ]
SFR m’a déjà trop embété avec son offre SFR La Carte. Je n’ai plus envie de la garder! Pour l’instant si je veux changer mon opérateur sans changer mon numéro de portable, il faut que je le paie 15 EUR et puis je l’attends ! C’est pas la question de 15 EUR, c’est la question de 15 EUR + des lettres que je dois écrire blablablaa…
Alors, j’attends le 21 mai 2007, le jour où ça sera plus comme ça – la portabilité de numéro sera fait automatiquement quand on change le numéro, ouaaaaaaai ! Moi j’attend ce jour comme les gens attendaient la sortie de Nintendo Wii …voilà je choiserai un des opérateurs mobiles suivantes:
PS: Le “copyright” de photos et de nom de marques utilisées ici reste avec des entreprises concernées. (=Disclaimer!).
Hey! this is official imbecility – happened to me! in my own school ! I’ll reveal all , almost all:
I asked somebody over a cup of tea or coffee, the other person said he’s/she’s not interested and doesn’t want to be asked again for that – now what class of stupidity over a scale of 10 would you rate that (10=most stupid ever)! Who asked for the second time and what presumptions were made are completely a part of that person’s folly.
I’d say 7.5/10 – i wouldn’t be so rude ever! in French you call it : quelle espèce de connasse ou quelle connard !! :p
I was a little upset for some time because I thought that person was a nice one – but true as it is – in India as they would say: “your respect is in your own hand” and “don’t let your words hide your talent”….In any case, think less, do more
Well, in fact I had my interview with an XYZ company here in north London.
To my surprise, we were only 5 to be interviewed that day – 3 January 2007. One of them was me, the other four guys from Oxford & Cambridge !!!!
The interview process started with a series of tests – relatively silly questions in the first three tests. I went totally unprepared but needless to say – these tests don’t need any preparation. The last part was a series of logical tests and an interview. I enjoyed my day in any case
As somebody passed by with a long and funny fur-coat ( obviously sythetic ), the same Russian friend of mine said: “In russia we never wear this bizarre sort of coat; for us it is like “Pig driving Aeroplane” …. hehehehe
A friend of mine, from Russia, was about to be run over by a car when the woman driver in the car decided to use the brakes while just touching him. As soon as the car passed by, he said: In Russia we say “Woman driving car comme (french word for “like”) Monkey playing with dynamite ” – imagine that and i am sure this is bare funny !!!!!
No offence intended however to any female readers please.
Bizzare it may seem to many, but this guy, professor at Imperial – Tejinder Singh Virdee, is of Indian origin – Punjab to be precise !!
But the important thing here is not origin or Imperial – it is the EXPERiMENT – would we be able to trace exactly the Big Bang, if at all it ever happened.
Woew! What the heck is this word – “intelligent” or its version “intelligence”. Here’s what other people seem to feel:
> Somebody is intelligent, if the one who says so thinks he/she is less intelligent than that SOMEBODY
> Somebody is intelligent, if he has acted in a logical, sensible and/or more-quickly-accomplished a task than other persons in a short time-frame.
Here’s what I feel:
> All people are equally intelligent but their intelligence is disproportionately distributed in different matters. So the observer needs to put his comment in context rather than generalising somebody is intelligent IN THAT THING or ON THAT. I might as well be wrong though.
Given that this topic might turn out to be a hot topic for debate – where people would deliberately use the word such as “dumb”, “stupid” or “idiot” or “senseless” or any of that genre – I close it here and now…..my temptation to write it in here arose from the networking website orkut.com where people would classifty some people as being intelligent (they are intelligent, i have nothing against them), Later…
Last weekend was bare good. I went to see Chinatown with my friend Annabelle (she’s an EEE student at Imperial). I loved the Lotus donuts – there weren’t sweet-sweet but just the right sweet . Well, I liked these donuts better than the Krispy Kreme donuts at which I had last time when I visited England, earlier in February this year. As to other stuff, we took a look inside two chinese supermarkets over there. Finally to end the chinatown, there was this chinese traditional medicine shop – there was a silly looking Chinese herb or something which cost around 1000 quid/kg!! wo :O Then it was time to see Picadilly and have a look around Oxford Street. As Annabelle’s old friend just arrived into the UK, she went off helping her get settled….then it was me on my own, lonely again.. I actually spent an hour in the French Connection shop – they had a massive sale on (even this week). Some people actually spoke French in there – but they can never tell from my Indian face that I can speak, understand, write eat or whatever in French. Well, just before returning home, even though it was time about for dinner, I couldn’t resist the temptation of having one of those lovely Tortilla Rolls from Marks n Spencer. Later,…..
29 July 2006 and the day is for British International Motor Show: Me, and my cousins, well, my brothers, Hardeep, Isharpal and Anand were off to see the Supercars, the new Concept cars . I loved the Honda Simulator – more than just a video game – u actually sit in the simulator and it rocks depending on what you do, eg when you turn, increase speed etc…. lovely innovation. Here’re some pictures I took there
Today I’m going to Reading for the Paath, I’ll see all my family here in England as everyone would’ve come over. Reading is a lovely place, quiet and calm with everything a small town needs, almost everything.
Well, I just got my new cellphone yesterday – I’m so excited to have it with me!! I’m going to send my my old phone back home to India. Well, the change of phone came out a need to have a better battery and the deal was so good to miss. Alright then, enough of my new cellphone
I’m really looking forward to see prem veerji and billy chachaji and all my cousin brothers and sisters, well they are no different than real brothers n sisters, yes
I know I am going to miss the lovely marches on the Champs Elysées today – it really is a pity.
There’re gonna be loads of fireworks and the Eiffel Tower would host lovely fireworks itself.
Tomorrow, I’m going to meet up with old pals from Paris, Tiago and Selva, from Brazil and Spain respectively. Nice as they are, they’ve also been like my family to me back there for the last 1 year or so
L to R: Tiago, Selva, Ricardo n their friend
I’m really delighted to meet ‘em again here in London, Picadilly is where we plan – but Selva says she might want to fix the meeting point to Covent Garden – I’ll write tomorrow about what we did … hehe
During my summer internship here, I’m working on speech security in mobile communication at Imperial College, London in the EEE department’s – CSP research group. When we speak on the cellphone, an informed eavesdropper can listen to what you’ve been speaking about !! oh is it ? YES
So, I’m supposed to start with the very basic techniques and then incoroporate a new method which my supervisor developed some ten years ago with one of his PhD students … good good … loads of work to do … i better go to do that now ….
This links to the BBC website where a person can control objects with his thoughts !! WEBLINK
Are we one step closer to being human-colonisation (not cloned) where you could be controlled by your somebody else … This is certainly gonna make loads o noise in the next few years I guess.
Right click in your browser window, click-on/select Encoding, select Unicode (UTF-8) – should have you through.
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Afin de voir des accents en français, veuillez cliquer sur Encoding dans le menu de clique droite dans votre browser, et puis sur Unicode (UTF-8) s’il vous plaît.
Je ne suis pas du tout content avec le resultat de final du coupe du monde. Materazzi est une partie de merde – désolé d’avoir passé la limite… peut-être la France n’a pas eu de la chance.
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The italian, Materazzi cheated, damn cheat in the football world cup final – I hate cheaters and insincere people - Materazzi is an A class cheater.
Never mind, but it was just an unlucky day for France.
The journey from my home in Leytonstone is long, well about 1 hour, to the center of London. Internship is easier for the moment – atleast i’m less busier than my studies in Paris where i’ve got no time to write this kindo stuff…..
Imperial College is a lovely place to study, I agree completely when they call the Electrical & Electronic Engineering department MIT of europe. Then, when I get bored – I go around into the Hyde Park or just Gloucestor Road or may be just have a good buffet at Pizza Hut in High Street Kensington.
O là là, these places are bet expensive – I need to be careful while spending, ye’ i m, i m….. well, may b tomorrow i’m gonna get Gap jeans which r on a sale!!! (70 pounds down to less than 20)
outside, i’ve got some old pals back online on http://www.orkut.com – and loads o other nice people …
Born on a Friday in December 1983 and single, still!! India, especially Punjab, is where my heart is, i.e. I am from India. I live in Paris, France these days. I started this blog during the summer I spent in London (2006)...
…..Alors,…
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by a car when the woman driver in the car decided to use the brakes while just touching him. As soon as the car passed by, he said: In Russia we say “Woman driving car comme (french word for “like”) Monkey playing with dynamite ” 
