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January Jaunts

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Three years ago to this date, I wrote a post noting that I finally spent Makar Sankrant the way it is meant to be spent – flying kites and all. Today, I went to an Indian store to look for tilgul, only to be confronted by a seemingly unknowing Gujarati girl trying very hard to figure what tilgul was. So instead I had coconut water and bhel and pretended that’s what we do on Makar Sankrant.

On another note, ATV’s are fun. Driving a Mercedes Benz SUV too. And who said dark ‘n stormy’s are a thing for the sailors only? And that Americans can’t make paella de mariscos?

Three questions that need answering soon. When do you move on to the next thing? When do you know you’re done? And most importantly, whom do you trust?

Happy Makar Sankrant – even though the kites didn’t go higher and higher, here’s hoping you do.

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January 14, 2013 at 3:13 am

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I too resolve

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Four goals for the new year:

1. Become better socially.

2. Run a full marathon.

3. Plan the future.

4. Revisit this on Dec 31, 2013.

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January 1, 2013 at 8:57 pm

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Kindling

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Rekindling old habits. With my Kindle :-)

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December 2, 2012 at 3:57 am

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Tech Spot

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Disclaimer: yes, today will be only tech.

In some happy news, my 2008 Macbook is now running LXDE, and pretends it’s on steroids. The more I think about it, design and hardware is about the only reason I’d buy another Mac. Software? Blukh.

I just learned that Facebook paid about the same money for Instagram as Audi did for Ducati. Is it okay that Facebook’s influence is dictating where the talent of Silicon Valley focuses?

Can someone help my phone discreetly turn on it’s Bluetooth when I get into my car, and quietly switch it off when I get out?

Can anyone else foresee Apple’s next crash?

Until the next dramatic (or sensationalized) change.

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July 11, 2012 at 4:34 am

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Memories

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At Gesling stadium on Sunday, Patrick Wilson asked us all to think of the moments we remember. To think about today, cherish what we have, and not give a shit about tomorrow.

I remember the day my secondary school principal slapped me across my face. I had his five fingers marked in red across my left cheek and a swollen earlobe. The crime? I was talking in art class in 7th grade. I remember struggling with Math and thinking I could never do it. I remember the day I strode out of my house at the age of fifteen, flew across seven continents to a small town in Minnesota, as a timid foreign exchange student. I remember being petrified when I landed at the Minneapolis airport. I remember how nervous I was on my first day in high school in a foreign country, and I remember having lunch alone for two weeks until I got to know people. I remember how well I eventually coped with the experience, and the things I learned, and the friends I made. I remember my host father almost in tears when he dropped me off ┬áin Minneapolis on my way back. I remember the day my grandmother died, and I remember I had lunch with her on the day prior. Little did I know what was about to happen. I remember the day my dad had a heart attack, and I remember panicking. I also remember the day I drove him back home. I remember my last trip to Goa with my undergrad friends, and how nostalgic I was when we got back. I remember going to college everyday to study for my last semester finals – with no electricity, no fans, sweating it out at 40 degrees. I remember the songs I played with my friends as an amateur ‘band’, Plectrum. I remember us sucking at it, but loving every moment of it. I remember the ecstasy when I found out I’d be presenting a paper in Dubai. I remember getting rejected by my dream school, and the dejection that followed. I remember almost crying at the farewell party my undergrad friends threw me before I left for Pittsburgh. I remember the first few weeks before classes began – thinking my new life was fun. I remember the days I aced exams I never imagined I would. I remember each and every one of the sleepless nights, and what I did on them. I remember the day I accidentally drove across the Rainbow bridge into Toronto without a Canadian visa. I remember my first job, and I remember the day I took my last exam in grad school. I remember the wild celebrations, and I remember the longing for more of grad school. And I remember the messy few days that followed.

I remember my commencement ceremony and the keynote speaker, and the graduation dinner that followed. I remember Pune, Duluth, and Pittsburgh – knowing them like the back of my head. And I remember beginning a new life post graduation. To what I have and am today.

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May 21, 2012 at 8:34 pm

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Sociology of the Social Web

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Social is huge. How much did Zuckerberg pay for those 13-something employees? How much is Google trying to push Search Plus Your yada-yada-yada? Yes, social is huge. Everywhere you go on the Internet, the big guns are pleading with puppy eyes, for you to reveal information. The more you reveal, the more data they can gather about you, and the more advertisements they can bombard. You go to read a news article. Google screams at you to +1 it. Facebook seduces you into liking it. They desperately want you to TELL them what you like. They all want you to take off your clothes and reveal everything you have – so they can make that extra buck. What do you get at the end of the day? Is it worth the stripping? How good is Search Plus Your (yawn. Good night)

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May 15, 2012 at 3:24 am

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Finally!

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Tuzach World Cup ahe re, Sachin. Tuzach. I’d have walked to Wankhede if I could’ve helped it.

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April 3, 2011 at 10:33 pm

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