Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Hello, 2015!

2014 is about to come to an end.

The hopes are high from 2015.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Dad’s 10th Death Anniversary

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It’s been 10 years of loneliness without you, Dad.
You were, are and will always be my everything.

Saturday, December 06, 2014

The in-house temple

I think it was one of my cousins who euphemistically called the toilet, a temple. It wasn’t supposed to be offensive to the holy institution; just a hilarious way to allude to the place we all needed to visit daily for obvious reasons. The redefinition caught on with me and I gladly propagated it among my folks.

In retrospect, it wasn’t entirely out of place. The new ‘temple’ was where I would go to relieve myself of waste, more physical than mental. It was also a place for a spiritual experience, not necessarily of the divine kind though. The ‘spiritual’ high I attained was on account of the many books I loved re-reading in complete privacy. With no one around, the tranquility was unbeatable. As long as I didn’t linger too long, I could read uninterrupted. By the time I emerged, I had won battles, flown to space, dived underwater and romanced an imaginary sweetheart.

I’ve travelled in space and time since them. My physical books have made way for digital blips that need to be downloaded onto my tablet to afford me the luxury of reading. My imagination is no longer wild enough to ride piggyback on the ebooks and let me some adventure though. The 'temple,' however, still remains a happy retreat. Besides serving its main purpose, it still offers me unparalleled privacy. Apart from the usual reading, I also do the occasional writing on my tablet from there. In fact, part of this post was written in its sweet embrace.

The local Hindu temple, in contrast, remains as irrelevant as ever. We go there every week to witness music being decimated by devotees directing their affection at a notorious baba who built a vast empire spun around deceit and forgery. I find the experience rather amusing.

Ari is being potty trained. It's not an easy thing for parents to teach a 2yr old. One of the ways to prolong his perching over the potty is to give him an oft-read book to keep him engaged.

In the meantime, my temple remains without bells, priests, idols or screaming theists. A place of devotion can't get any better than this.

Fond memories of one of the greatest people I ever met

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Friday, December 05, 2014

Lollipop!

So my Nexus 7 2013 finally updated to Lollipop! I have read a lot of horror stories of Lollipop ruining the Nexus. I just hope my update works fine.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Nothing like waking up to Ellington in the morning.

Born again

Asha has created a new blog... yet again!
I hope the fit of enthusiasm lasts longer this time.

Robbed

Why did social media have to steal me away from blogging?
I'll make amends.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

You sit on my lap as we watch a YouTube video on Bertrand Russell.

#arihantnag

Will Windows Live Writer be abandoned for good?
I hope Microsoft at least open-sources it.

The pizza flopped.

Sunday, November 09, 2014

Battery Issues

My Nexus 7 battery was draining at an alarming rate all of a sudden. It would drain 50% overnight even when I wasn’t using it. I’ve still not ascertained the culprit but I guess an app that forcefully stopped background-apps when the monitor switched-off was the reason behind the anomaly. I’ve uninstalled many applications just to be on the safer. Apps have the bad habit of running as background services in Android (not specific to Android though; is by design).

I’m happy that the alarming running-out-of-juice has been finally fixed.

Saturday, November 08, 2014

Y O Y

Google saved Blogger by buying it just when it was about to tank. For a while all was good. Google made some very obvious and much-needed improvements to the platform. And that was it.

Since than, Blogger has been one of Google’s neglected babies. Blogger’s biggest rival - Wordpress, marches on. Blogger, on the other hand, sits idly.

Monday, November 03, 2014

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Very sad news

Came to know just now that Arvind Raddi uncle passed away in 2011 after falling into a coma when a careless driver on a scooter knocked him down.

I am deeply pained by this news. The cause of his demise fills me with anger.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Saturday, September 27, 2014

The sound of peace

The lights are low.
Dexter Gordon plays right into my ears.
The ambient silence makes the uninterrupted stream all the more music to my ears.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Arihant plays with a box…

…containing his 2nd birthday gift.

Saturday, September 20, 2014

An ordinary morning

It’s Saturday morning and we are still in bed. Arihant is awake and threatens to ruin the tranquil that fills the room. He demands freedom from the crib. I give in and say adios to the ephemeral peace. Ari gives off a shirk as excitement ripples through his body in anticipation of a morning of fun as I pull him out of his nightly confines. He has begun to pick the three languages we speak at home besides his native gibberish. He refuses to shut up.

It’s a good thing I love music and presently wearing my noise-cancellation ear-buds to drown the cacophony. Ari makes a trampoline out of my stomach. His mother pulls herself out of bed, harbingering another day of privileged living.

Thursday, September 04, 2014

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Sunday Morning

Sunday morning. Arihant gets up from his cot and snugs between his parents. He bribes his mom into waking up by planting kisses on her cheeks. Tagore streams into my ears. Daylight pours in through the window and beckons me to another gorgeous day.

Thursday, August 07, 2014

Monday, July 07, 2014

Friday, July 04, 2014

Miss my dad very much.
Countless moments left unshared.

Thursday, July 03, 2014

Blunder

Our forefathers committed at least 2 serious blunders.

They invented religion.
They infected us with it.

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Making memories

That moment when Arihant rushes into the room, pulls an earphone from my ear, places it into his own...and smiles back at me. He then kindly places it back into my ear, though it doesn't quite fit. I readjust.
He playfully goes through the motion repeatedly until boredom hits and he finally rushes out with renewed vigor.
It completely ruins my listening but gives me something priceless in return- a moment that will drift into one of countless fond memories.
I must have annoyed my father in ways not very different, in times not very ancient. I'm sure he didn't mind

Friday, June 06, 2014

June 06, 2014 at 11:52AM

We choose our friends but create our enemies.

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I miss the family into which I was born. I miss playing with Didi. I miss Mom's sweet admonitions. Most of all, I miss Dad.

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Thursday, June 05, 2014

My intellect is seriously stunted now. I can't think beyond a sentence.

It took me 23 years to hear Tanya in full-blown glory

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I heard Dexter Gordon’s Tanya for the first time 23 years ago. I was hooked.

I’m hearing it again as I write this post, but this time on my just-arrived Monoprice headphones. Tanya never sounded this good. I wish there were audio enthusiasts around me with whom I could share my enthusiasm. Dad?

My headphones just arrived from Amazon. Arihant heard some jazz and classical. Music has a strange hold on him.

My headphones just arrived from Amazon. Arihant heard some jazz and classical. Music has a strange hold on him.

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Google answers my question. My wife questions my answer.

Google answers my question. My wife questions my answer.

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Wednesday, June 04, 2014

Arihant eats ice-cream for the first time!



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Not feeling very well.

I have a Nexus 7. It's great but I'm not convinced one needs a tablet if a decent smartphone is available. My smartphone is really smart. It outsmarted me into believing that it was actually usable when in fact it's utterly worthless. It's phones like the Huawei Blaze that give Android a bad reputation.

I have a Nexus 7. It's great but I'm not convinced one needs a tablet if a decent smartphone is available. My smartphone is really smart. It outsmarted me into believing that it was actually usable when in fact it's utterly worthless. It's phones like the Huawei Blaze that give Android a bad reputation.

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Still ruffled

Still ruffled

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Tuesday, June 03, 2014

Religion is organised stupidity.

Religion is organised stupidity.

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Monday, June 02, 2014

I thought everyone has a hidden talent. But that was before I met me.

I thought everyone has a hidden talent. But that was before I met me.

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Office

I've had to spend the usual £30+ to needlessly come to office today as my home Internet connection broke yet again yesterday.
Loving the solitude though.

I'm a musician who never learned to play

I never had the patience to endure Beethoven's 9th Symphony.
It changed yesterday. It was probably one of the most beautiful things I ever heard in my life.

I've heard of meditation doing great things to the mind. Well, it can't be any better than drowning to Beethoven's music.

Sunday, June 01, 2014

Me

Let me see nothing but the Heavens above

Let me hear nothing but Beethoven

Let me embrace no one but my Father

Let me feel nothing but the touch of my Son

Let my heart beat for nothing but love

Let me die happy

Listening to Beethoven’s 9th.

Thursday, May 29, 2014



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Saturday, May 24, 2014

Listening to Eroica, Beethoven's 3rd Symphony. One of the greatest symphonies of all time.

Listening to Eroica, Beethoven's 3rd Symphony. One of the greatest symphonies of all time.

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Friday, May 23, 2014

Facebook is full of brilliant advice on how to live life. Generally they come from people whose lives are hardly inspirational. What irony!

Facebook is full of brilliant advice on how to live life. Generally they come from people whose lives are hardly inspirational. What irony!

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Thursday, May 22, 2014

Ethics and Politics don't mix. Arvind Kejriwal proves it.

Ethics and Politics don't mix. Arvind Kejriwal proves it.

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Wednesday, May 21, 2014



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Sunday, May 18, 2014

25°C in London! That's really hot.

25°C in London! That's really hot.

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Thursday, May 15, 2014



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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Project Ara, I await thee!

Project Ara, I await thee!

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Monday, May 12, 2014

Elvis can still spring a pleasant surprise!

Elvis can still spring a pleasant surprise!

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Listening to Zubin Mehta

Listening to Zubin Mehta

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Monday, May 05, 2014



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Friday, May 02, 2014

Wednesday, April 30, 2014



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Ari won’t have breakfast

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Ari says goodnight to me for the first time

It's a priceless moment. I couldn't capture it but Asha goaded me into recording it the second time it happened, minutes after the first. Though Ari had to be prompted, it's unforgettable nevertheless.

Ari @ Home

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Wiring a lot of services to Blogger. Thanks to IFTTT for the big help. The only thing that I dislike in the current setting is the weird multiple lines and a comments image/hyperlink being appended to my blog posts on Blogger when sent across WordPress. I could use some CSS to hide some of the flab, but it’s still an ugly approach.

Ari after a Sunday siesta



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The weather sucks.

Ari loves to swing

The local park isn’t far from home and is often a welcome respite from the sedentary life we live. The park has a children’s corner that’s well availed by the kids in the vicinity.

Ari is too young for most of the facilities, but a specially crafted swing has gained a near-complete hold over him. Pulling the two apart is a heart-wrenching exercise. After today’s mesmerising swings, Ari was in no mood to go home and the tantrums he threw attained epic proportions. Luckily, Asha was well equipped to handle the situation. We let the kid lie on the ground and cry his heart aloud while we calmly waited for his rage to ebb. It worked like magic.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Fish

We were getting tired of salmon. A Bengali housewife suggested an outlet where we could buy Ilish fish, a favourite. We tried our luck today and weren’t disappointed. It’s also a lot more economical than I had imagined.

VOA

The Voice of Arihant is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard. I wish I could capture all of it for ever.

Ari in New Delhi

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This is funny! Brothers bond together and explore the world.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Missed an opportunity because of someone else’s folly. This is so disheartening.

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If this works, I’m glad.

Ari



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Thursday, April 24, 2014

Andover station, my frequent destination.



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Sunday, April 13, 2014

A few inches from the Moon!

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National Museum, Cardiff

I’m standing beside a stone brought back from the Moon by the Apollo 11 mission.

Tuesday, April 01, 2014

April Fool prank on the Telco Colony group

This one will go down as a classic, I am sure!

I gave the Telco Colony group a real scare this morning by writing the following post:

A policy change.

This group has swelled enormously since its inception. We also take great pride in the kind of discipline we have been able to inculcate in spite of the growing numbers. But it also breaks my heart to turn away the many people who apply for membership. I fret at night thinking of the sin we commit each time we say NO to a membership request. The memory haunts me. To make matters worse, we also constantly keep deleting posts deemed inappropriate. But what right do we have to judge others? Who are we to decide what stays and what goes?

It’s time to deal with the guilt of misplaced authority.

So starting tomorrow, we will see some drastic changes:
All membership requests will be accepted. We say No to no one, even to those who have nothing to do with Jamshedpur.
We allow all kinds of posts. You’ll have absolute freedom to post anything, from the most pious to the most perverse.
Administrators will have their duties greatly reduced. In fact, they’ll be free of all duties of administration.

I feel better already! What are your thoughts?

I can’t believe so many people fell for it!

Jobs (film)

Watched the movie today. Liked it. But no matter what I learn about Jobs, I can never like him.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Khushwant Singh passed away today.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

A Heavenly Mess

I saw a group of Christian evangelists arguing with some Muslims (staunch followers, it would seem from their attire) on Sunday near Shepherd's Bush Station. I wish I could linger a little while and have some fun at their expense.

I pity these folks. They are embroiled in their own mess. And they prefer it this way.

Friday, March 14, 2014

Not a good day. Very disheartening news.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

My 1st radio request fulfilled!

Felt nice that a request was finally fulfilled. I asked for Make the World Go Away by Jim Reeves.
Country Crossroads didn’t have the Jim Reeves version but had another country singer’s rendition.
Thanks!

Friday, February 28, 2014

The White Tiger–Aravind Adiga

Finally completed the book today.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Happy Birthday, Baba!

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

My VoIP ids:

sip:9758191@localphone.com

sip:17772602073@in.callcentric.com

Monday, January 27, 2014

Not a good day

Forgot lunch
Broke spectacles
Lost gloves

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Lost and lost

I have lost the priceless music archive I had taken 3 years to build. I don't have the heart to rebuild it, the effort would be too strenuous and  overwhelming.
Depressed. I had taken great pains to build it to my exact taste.
So many years of diligence wasted. Can't stop feeling sorry for myself.