Saturday, November 28, 2009

Re-evaluating the goal

Okay, friends of mine had warned me about the 7 posts a week goal. I now see how difficult it is to come up with things worth writing about. Unless I resort to ranting about my life, there isnt much material I can come up with to write about.
What is appalling of course is the sheer infinitude of things ideas, events, lines of thought that exist at this very moment, but yet, to pick up one of them and write is such a big challenge.
I am shackled by my own laziness and am unable to pick up any line of thought and trace it, analyze and come up with a few words to articulate myself. There is a strange void, a sudden loss of words when it comes to speaking my mind to people, be it oral or written.
But, I will not give up this easily. I am going to fight this time, and write post after post, even if it means spending a lot of time on it.
Significant events of today
1. Mega maga man invited me to Google wave
2. First day of study holidays spent studying absolutely nothing at all
3. Decided never to go back to the place where we had dinner tonight, at least, not with my roommate

Friday, November 27, 2009

Questioning motives behind the FOSS philosophy

One the first questions that people ask me when I tell them about free software is , "how are they going to live their life after writing the software and giving away the code? ".
I chose to speak about this today because of a very funny reaction my roommate gave when he discovered the power of FOSS.
He accepted the task of creating a website for a competition being organized by our department at college. He was all geared up to hand code the HTML, PHP and what not that would be needed to keep the site going.
To his shock, I demonstrated the use of Drupal ( with complete with site menus, user account creation and validation etc... ) in under half an hour ( most of the time was spent downloading the installers and themes ).
His reaction was "These FOSS people should stop doing what they are doing. How can they write all this code and give it away for free ?".
While there is no satisfactory answer I could give him, I did realize one thing.
All that talk of "free" meaning freedom and not gratis, its exactly where the confusion lies. Mostly because the software is being given off gratis, as in, most of it is freely downloadable.
I do realize that, if and when people benefit from the use of such software, its a part of their ethical responsibility to share their fortunes with the (FOSS) community, I have witnessed a large scale group meeting of the FOSS community representatives in India and the scene there was a little disheartening. All talk was about how to use the offerings of the community, very little about what to give back and how.
At the end of the day, when people ask me why is such good software being given away gratis, I have to deal them a (low) blow asking them to donate if they are so happy about it.
The sad thing is the reaction to the blow.
"Why pay when we get it for free ?"
That is the irony, isnt it.

Effects of a loss

So far I have spoken to guys who have lost their fathers at a young age. One thing is for sure, something happens, neither can tell me exactly what, but the world becomes very different for them.
Both these guys are very confident and capable people, but underneath all that they are utterly lost and angry. Both of them have developed a sort of bitterness towards the fortunate. One of the guys stopped believing in god, the other is behind money. Both of them want to make a difference in the world.
I cannot, and do not want to, experience the emotions they have gone through. After trying to get through to both of them, all i have realized is, I do not know what I want to do with my life, they think they do.
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Biking to a gurukula

Today i visited CFL, thanks to a friend of mine. I must say, I never expected such a school to exist in India. The whole concept of 'institutionalised' education is thrown out the window there.
I guess that this place is as close as it gets to a gurukula system of learning except for the part where parents are expected to get involved in the schooling.
The campus is a modest 15 acre area in a group hills at the outskirts of Bangalore.
More can be said, but id rather have you visit the place and find out for yourself.
What added to the pleasure of course was the bike ride that took us there. Plush green fields on either side of the road. Apart form a 10km stretch at the edge of city limits, the roads are in excellent condition.
All in all, an afternoon well spent

Monday, November 23, 2009

Revelations

1. An entire semester's worth of written work can be done is one night. But, its better to have done them over the semester than that one night.
2. There is immense potential in every student and the education system is out to nullify every last bit of it.
3. I will more easily die than conform to unreasonable standards.
4. I suck at setting and achieving targets/goals/etc.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Hello world

I dedicate my first post to all my electronic relationships, be it with people, websites or applications. I feel a lot less lonely in this world thanks to them. In fact i owe it to them for having helped me through the past couple of years. Been thinking about writing a blog , consistently, for sometime now. Lets see how this goes.
I've been inducted into the philosophy of moderation by a very special someone i have had the privilege of meeting online and in-keeping with this philosophy i aim at a modest 7 posts a week ( averaging to 1 post a day, but i have 1 week to achieve the target 7 posts ).
The idea of writing a blog is exciting and scary at the same time. On the one hand, there's the opportunity to share ideas with people, on the other, there's fear of being judged.
(absence of a linking thought)
I have been criticized for being an abnormal human being when it comes to dealing with relatives. I don't know what it is, i have nothing against them, but i tend to keep away from them. The semi-anonymity that the internet offers is much more comfortable than the awkwardness of a (im)proper identity.
The anonymity helps you to be a different person, the one that lives inside of you and is hidden from most of the world due to various reasons.
I feel I'm better at expressing myself through e-text ( typed out text ) than other forms of communication. I'm not sure whether its some kind of an autism or just a mental block.