Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.-- Homer (via UNIX Fortune)
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
The future is games, in every aspect of life
http://g4tv.com/videos/44277/DICE-2010-Design-Outside-the-Box-Presentation/
talk by ETC prof, on the future of social gaming! IMPRESSIVE!
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Shakir Hussain
Class of 2010(Computer Science, Information Systems)
Carnegie Mellon Qatar
http://shakir.me | +974 5856274 | +1 (567)248-1333
Schedule: http://www.tungle.me/fibonaccifreak
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Shakir Hussain
Class of 2010(Computer Science, Information Systems)
Carnegie Mellon Qatar
http://shakir.me | +974 5856274 | +1 (567)248-1333
Schedule: http://www.tungle.me/fibonaccifreak
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
#SachinIsGod
In the 46th over, with a flick for two past short fine-leg, Tendulkar broke the record for the highest ODI score, going past the 194 made by Zimbabwe's Charles Coventry and Pakistan's Saeed Anwar, and to say that he acknowledged his feat modestly would be an understatement. His muted celebration on going past 194, true to style, made his innings all the more endearing. He didn't raise his bat, merely shook hands with Mark Boucher and simply carried on batting amid the din. Coming from a man who is not known to showing too much emotion with the bat in hand, it wasn't surprising. He reserved his celebrations for the magic figure of 200, which he reached in the final over with a squirt off Charl Langeveldt past backward point. He raised his bat, took off his helmet and looked up at the skies and it was only fitting that one-day cricket's highest run-getter reached the landmark.
Tendulkar's innings featured strokes of the highest quality, but his true genius was exemplified by one particular shot which rendered even the best bowler in the world helpless. In the first over of the batting Powerplay - taken in the 35th over - Dale Steyn fired it in the block-hole for three deliveries outside off to keep him quiet. Tendulkar, feeling the need to improvise, walked right across his stumps and nonchalantly flicked him across the line, hopping in his crease on one leg to bisect the gap at midwicket. A helpless Steyn watched the ball speed away and merely shrugged his shoulders. There was no use searching for excuses or venting frustrations at the temerity of that shot. It was just that kind of afternoon for the bowlers.
via cricinfo.com
could not control my eyes reading this part!
sheer brilliance
#SachinIsGod
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I have seen God! He became the first cricketer to score 200* runs in ODIs just today. (via Shaishav Shah)
(DISCLAIMER: The 20-year old is fictitious, and all the content is originally written by SMS, except the ones in quotation marks.)A 20-year old comes to the pitch and bats out 20 overs of a Twenty20 match. Next innings, decides to take rest.
A 36-year old comes to the pitch and bats out 50 overs of an ODI match. Next innings, he takes to the field and fields beautifully, when required, despite a cramped body, tired thighs, an everlasting fear of elbow injury (tendinitis), 20 years of cricket behind him, pressure from 1 billion people and more.
Yet, after scoring a 200*, he raises his bat and helmet and acknowledges God, his Father and the entire nation. But, without a show of emotion, immodesty, superiority complex, ingratitude.
And after winning the match, all he does is take a award, and forget to take the other award (he received 5 awards), and when asked about his brilliant 200, he says,"I don't know how to react to this.I would like to dedicate this to the people of India who have always stood behind me for these 20 years amid the ups and downs. I was striking the ball and timing the ball well, it was coming on to the bat nicely." and yet, he doesn't forget to respect his fellow mates. Even after the win, he walks calmly, and says that he would like to bat out 50 overs again!...Well, a 20-year old would have celebrated like a maniac on scoring such high runs and winning. But if you don't celebrate, it doesn't mean you are not passionate about the sport. Passion can be seen by the way a player plays. The 20-year old sat out of the fielding, while the 36-year old still continued, however tired he may be. That's what you call Passion for the Sport. And now that's who you call God, GOD OF CRICKET!!
I have seen God! He became the first cricketer to score 200* runs in ODIs just today.
Name: SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR (1973- )
Age: 36 years (Physically), 16 years (Spiritually)
Qualifications: Great Human Being (1973-)
Child Prodigy (1973-1989)
God Of Cricket (1989- )
Greatest Sportsman (1989- )
Master Blaster (1996- )
Little Master (1996- )
Owner of two Restaurants (Sachin's and Tendulkar's)Batting Grip: Right Hand Bat
Bowling Style: Right-arm offbreak, Legbreak googly
Height: 5 feet 5 inches
Ultimate compliment: The ultimate batsman Don Bradman confided to his wife that Sachin Tendulkar
reminded him of himself!Records Broken: Hmm, don't remember! Name any, and he has it! SERIOUSLY!!
Awards: Name any, and he has it!
Anything written about him is way too less. A curly haired Master Blaster has transformed into the short-haired Genius. Changing his bat from MRF to Adidas. From a School Player to the Pride of the Nation. From a Batsman who the bowlers fear to a Batsman who the bowlers fear Even More.Yet, something that hasn't changed over the years is his passion for the sport. 187 runs, 44 overs, 200 minutes at the pitch and still running between the wickets. 20 years and still running. 442 ODIs and still running. 166 Tests and still running. 31045 runs and still running. 93 Centuries and still running. 147 Half-centuries and still running.
How can anyone doubt his passion for the game? How DARE anyone?
In the test series in Pakistan in 2006, Tendulkar was in poor form. "This prompted The Times of India to publish an article entitled "Endulkar" in which TOI opined that Tendulkar's batting prowess had declined and his career had slid permanently."
And there were fears of the Genius fading. Like Sourav Ganguly, people thought that it was nearly Tendulkar's end. Tendinitis too, shortened his career by nearly 2 years in total. He himself feared that he may never be able to play the love of his life again.
Had SRT adhered to what people said and succumbed to the pressure of retiring, we may have lost a lot! Missed the chance of watching someone score 200 in ODIs.
Had SRT succumbed to the Tennis Elbow and given up his love for cricket, we may never have been able to see the batting prowess that this Great has displayed in the last few months. Scores like 163*, 175, 200*, well they are not the type of scores a batsmen can score, if he was on the verge of retirement and was going to become "Endulkar". These scores just proved the consistency of the most consistent batsmen, second only to the Don (Don Bradman), whatever his age may be. He is the only cricketer to have the potential of playing in 5 World Cups (1996, 1999, 2003, 2007, 2011, and possibly 2014). By 2014, he would be 41 years of age, but you can't bet on it that we won't play.
But all we can do is, Watch! And see God of Cricket! I used to feel sad that I wasn't born in the Era of the Don! But, not anymore! I feel lucky to have been born in the Era of SRT! It's been a pleasure watching God, THE God of Cricket!!
via facebook.com
a note on facebook by Shaishav Shah (http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1020271230)
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Monday, February 22, 2010
Love's A Game (via @WeirdWeb, @meredithwrogers)
Maybe I’m a fool
For walking in line
Maybe I should try to lead this time
I’m an honest mistake that you make
Did you mean to?
Did you mean
Did you meanLove is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true
via azlyrics.com
I think I do!
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Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To fetch her poor daughter a dress,
When she got there, the cupboard was bare,
And so was her daughter, I guess
--from UNIX fortune
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
A quote! (via @RAlbaabi)
There will never be anyone, anywhere that loves you like I do. -Daily Haiku #ihatequotes (via @ihatequotes) awwww =')
Latent Thoughts (via @miilee)
I wonder how many such Rohans are there in the society today. Every time there is a bomb or explosion, everyone just points at Pakistan. Most people don’t even think rationally; just fix the blame. I don’t say Pakistan is the poor innocent scapegoat; It does have a bad background. But do we realize that just like Rohan made an ass of all the teachers in my school, someone here could be making an ass of all of us? Someone here must actually be using our prejudice against Pakistan and doing all their dirty deeds and escaping blame…..
Exactly what @decloned_taz and I were discussing yesterday evening. Amazingly articulated
Also, the first paragraph reminded me of me.
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
One hell of a day - Part 2
Here's the second part of the day. The not-better part which moved on into the next day. Starts at good old Bandar, peaceful, visual, lonely and what not
This one was a car accident. Completely my fault, with a little help from my ABS.
Well, don't wanna go into the details here...but accidents like these...happen once in your life and teach you a lot.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
One hell of a day-Part 1
It actually started the previous night. Got a big blow (stop thinking dirty ppl) on a drive and the rest is history.
Enough vagueness, screw the last night, don't want to talk about it anyways. back to Saturday and 1500, Carnegie Mellon vs Stenden (CHN) soccer friendly. I started in the playing 11 as the goalkeeper and began the onslaught of Stenden attackers. The most important here was that on corner kick which was perfectly executed but straight to awesome CMU defense which tried to clear it but another Stenden attacker took a shot at the right side of the goal and I put my hands out and theeeeeeeeereee, my poor pinky got a beating.
Goal saved, but at a price, my poor Pinky :( Applied a cold pack the same night and thought it would heal as a sprain.
Fast forward to Monday evening, accidentally hit my hand pretty hard and decided to go see a doctor as the swelling had been increasing continuously.
1st stop - Al Ahli hospital, where they kicked me out saying doctors were available by appointment only.
2nd stop - Apollo clininc, where the doctor, with all possible dis-interest broke the news of the fracture and (if that is a word) with the help of the X-ray told me that I will need a surgery to fix this.
3rd stop (or more liek 2.5th stop) - Arya's at Al-Meera shopping mall. Fiaz, my roommate (http://twitter.com/tuggiedude), also lovingly known as Fifi the pink fluffy poodle, wanted to have Dosas. On the way up, we saw this awesome 5ft long Dosa and people who know us can imagine how tempted we were to do that Dosa. Lack of funds, and fortunately, sanity prevailed and we had good old Dosas and some "!@#$%porotta".
Actual 3rd stop - Al Ahli hospital again, and they kicked me out again, since I was late by about 20 mins. THEY DID NOT EVEN SEE MY X-RAY, after being told that I have been asked to see a doc as soon as possible.
Final stop - Al Ahli again, and this time after an hour or so of waiting, I finally got to see a doctor who diagnosed me with fracture and dislocation and a tentative surgery on Thursday.
:(
Monday, February 8, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
My Take (via pryankaa)
It taught me that I had the power of choice- Twitter has helped me with its fundas in real life too. Now I rarely put up with any kind of crap. If a person is being a pain ..I simply unfollow him in my mind. Hilarious concept, but works for me..and if the bugging continues I block him or her mentally too. Earlier my firewall didn’t seem strong enough and my blocking feature didn't work that well and I had all kinds of jerks and masochists playing with my thoughts..driving me insane, now I can just disconnect and not have them or their views or their thoughts on my mental timeline – my headspace. I have the power to protect my space. Period.
It's always amazing to see the different ways people use things around them as a lens to view their life. For instance, I try to make use of all the math and the logic I study in making decisions about day to day things.
Although what Priyanka says here cannot be perfectly mapped to my way of making decisions, the intersection of the ideas is certainly *not* NULL.
DAMMIT ...hate not being able to articulate :(
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