Spoke to Badri and Gurdas over phone. Refreshing.
Wednesday, November 04, 2015
Wednesday, September 02, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
In desperation, I turn to calling the number pasted on my debit card. After following the formalities, they asked me for my SSN. I'm new to the US and have no SSN. What on earth am I to do?
Sunday, August 23, 2015
Visited the following places yesterday:
Statue of Liberty (watched from afar, Lower Manhattan)
Brooklyn Bridge (watched from afar)
One World Trade Centre (went to the observation deck, 100th floor)
Empire State Building
Subhasish was a godsend. It was so wonderful to enjoy these last 2 days with this selfless friend. Wish we could spend some more time together. Loneliness will begin to bite from this evening when he returns to Michigan.
I hate blinds. Why can't people use good old curtains?
Friday, August 21, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Monday, May 25, 2015
I remember how utterly excited I was when I Microsoft launched Windows Live Writer, a blog publishing client, several years ago as part of Windows Essentials, a suite of utility applications. No application came anywhere close to emulating its efficiency. In fact, it still remains unbeaten.
Microsoft, unfortunately, seems to have abandoned the platform. There has been no update for several years and there have been rumours that the product will be thrown open to the open source community after Microsoft officially abandons the product.
Nothing of this sort has happened. Maybe it's time to use Blogger's native web client or use the Android app (as I'm doing currently).
Blogging still remains a fascinating indulgence. I wish I could regain my former momentum in posting regular updates.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Monday, April 13, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
I generally dislike Wagner. However, I heard a piece by him today and it was sublime and breathtakingly beautiful.
I'm wearing a rather remarkable shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and...
I just can't take it anymore. I should have moved on long back but lingered in the hopes of a miracle. It was not to be and I've fin...