I'm wearing a rather striking shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and make me too conscious of myself. Checkered in red, grey, black and maroon, I've excused myself into donning it and looking silly for two reasons. It's Friday and…more importantly, the last working day of the year. Tailored half-a-year back, I never had the courage to wear it, not until today. It's that time of the year when it's time to reflect on the events that transpired. Last year ended on the worst possible note. Dad had expired and I was numb with shock. The repercussions rippled halfway thought this year. Things were so abysmal initially that I had lost the will to live. Acrid in everything I did, I was immensely angered by time phlegmatically flowing through its cadence. It was as if Dad meant nothing to anybody. What right did people have to live the way they always had when Dad was no more? Why was much of the world still ...
Worked on netBeans. Liked it.
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I'm working on it because of personal interest...though I'm hoping it'll soon translate into professional work. But the shores of Utopia recede each time I try to move towards it.
Glad to know you're enjoying it. I wish my Comp Sc Prof had taught us both Java and C++ in the first year. Too late now. Think I could teach myself Java based on my C++ knowledge (which itself is pretty rusty)?
I believe the IT industry is way too immature to take advantage of Open Source. Proprietary technology works best under such conditions. However, as the industry matures and becomes all-pervasive, Open Source will take over.
And yes....that really is me. What do you think...honestly?
I miss Zoya-the blondie!