I was browsing sometime yesterday and found an article related to Kentucky chicken. After reading the article I continued with my lab work. I was feeling bored with my experiment which dealt much with standing around the lab and preparing reagents for my subsequent experiment. So I decided to think something funny.
I was thinking about the chicken. I had various questions in my mind.
1. Obvious first question was "Why did the chicken cross the road?" As per me it crossed the road so that it can prove to the world that it can cross the road on its own (and won)
2. The other common question is "Did the egg come first or is it the chicken which came first?"
I decided to think something really stupid to kill time
3. Are chickens pre cooked medium if they were breeded in a tropical country?
4. Do chickens just like humans ( we have chicken 65, fry, etc) have varieties called worm 65, worm fry and ofcourse worm noodles?
5. Is a coward chicken also called as CHICKEN (with the chicken walk and sound, Funny isn't it?)?
6. Do chickens fight over the issue whether an egg is vegetarian or non vegetarian?
7. Is bird flu in chicken species as dangerous and feared as AIDS and Cancer in the human community?
8. If a chicken is zapped by lightning do they die or do they become Fried chicken?
9. What will happen to Mc. Donalds and KFC if all the chicken in the world go for justice fasting?
10. Is there female domination in the chicken world as there arent much roosters/cocks in the world?
11. Would chickens be the most populated bird in the world if they were not tasty to eat?
12. Do chickens like their food extra hot and spicy which makes their meat spicy and great?
13. Do chickens envy Turkeys during thanksgiving dinner?
14. If we call beautiful girls as chicks do chickens call good looking chickens as babes in chicken language?
15. Was the disney movie Human Little a block buster in the chicken world (analogy to chicken little)?
16. Is Chicken Run a true incident which was turned into a movie?
17. Can chickens lay golden eggs like the bird in the fable "Jack and the Beans stalk"?
18. Do they prefer death to flight coz the longest recorded chicken flight was 15 metres?
19. Do they suffer from Human pox?
20. Finally Which variety of chicken should I have for dinner tonight?
What shall happen to me and the world if there is no chicken to eat? That would defenitely be the end of many chicken lovers. So keep eating and live happy.
COCK A DOODLE DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EAT!!!
Take Home Test
Take Home Exam
I was wondering about this new concept called as Take Home Test. I've had suprise quizzes, I've had exams on odd times, infact even examination of my body, but never had one of this strange kind. Being a studious guy when it comes to academics, its been tough on me right from my childhood. I am in that category where a person, who has this strange ability to study the day before the exam, even if its history (Ggggggaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I hate boasting myself) does great in his exams.I've been through various kinds of tests. Let me remeber those golden days. Mom made me study everyday when I was a kid. I guess thats the time when I really started craving for knowledge. As time moved, mom started to believe in my individual skills and she started to take care of her health once she had this arthritis in her. The motivation of studies during that time was my moms faith on me. Before that period she always encouraged me to study limited. But I never left even a single page in the book. I liked it that way. I had this one fear in me. What if they ask about that page in the book and I subsequently I read it. She had never asked me to go for cheating.It was my 7th grade when mom was really very ill. I was studying hard, yet I wasnt satisfied in my efforts. Mom understood this and she called me to her. She gave me an advice. She asked me to cheat if chance permits. I was suprised with this from my mom. But now I realize why she said that to me. I was infact interested in cheating at that age. Yet my good side prohibited me to do so. Eventually I would have succumbed to it. But she knew what i was upto and gave me a suggestion so that I shall be still in my limits.The best thing about that incident is that, even now I dont like leaving a page in the book (still study at the last moment). Days passed and also the style of cheating and studying.Started to share info with friends so that I shall have a time when I need an answer. It came some day (dont remember that disgusting day) . It became a part of exam life. Then saw people exchanging papers and then paper passing. I had helped lots of my friends who had my paper but never have asked someone elses paper.This continued till my college life.Then came college life. I had this strange memory inside me. I can remember exactly what happened in my daily routine life (even conversations and things kept at forgettable places) But on the other hand I cannot remember formulae. I can give you an example. I am currently doing my PhD in Chemical Engineering and even now when I'm Typing I dont remember Henry's law. So what I used to do in college is write all the formulae which I forget in my palm. I used to see the formulae during the exam. I used to never open my palm so that none can see it.Slowly the trick started to spread in the class and am ashamed (consiously) that the practise is now seen in my juniors. Then during my final year I started to write the formulae in ED boards. I used to pick the boards which are new and used to fill it up with all the details I need. Even it was noticed by one of the faculty (was a TA) and he dint even care about it.Got my degree and came to the US.My concepts on the subject of my interest has increased exponentially. But still I have this memory trouble. I felt happy to take exams here in the US as they dont test our memory skills.And everything went fine so far.Then came today. We had this take home test on pharmacy. Man I have no clue why we are paid more than these pharmacy guys. Horrible subject but still a vital subject to save lives.I was happy that the proff gave us a take home test since I had literally zero idea about the subject. We got the questions from the proff today at 4 pm. I was working on the first 2 problems and was solving them like some 3rd grade mathematics. I was incredibly pleased with myself and was praising myself for my increased knowledge in the solving side of my course. Then I made this plan of finishing the remaining questions in 2 hrs. When I finished my 3rd question which was a theoretical concept I was metally tired. It took me 2 hrs to answer a theoretical question.I was thinking........ Back in India, during my under grad I wrote stories about the subject in my exams. But now I have no clue on how to write on something theoretical (obviously this blogg says it all). Then finished the rest of the 2 questions and realized that it took me 7 hrs to write 3 theoretical concepts and only 1 hr to do problems. Thinking about this I was making plans about my future. If I became a faculty as I wish I would go into problems rather than theories. But will it help the students if they have only problems and no theory?Only time can tell the answer. I am (*&^^%*&(*& sleepy and am just mumbling something in this blogg. If I had bored u I am sorry............. Good night (nice way to finish the big story)Time 1:58 am (night)Go sleepy hollow
This is an article which I got from a website. hope this doesnt happen for true in the futureRamayana by Bill Gates...When Bill Gates was in India, he had a chance 2 listenRamayana from Atal Behari Vajpayee. After returning 2US he wrote it in his personal Diary.A Tabloid in US got a copy of his writings. These areexcerpts from his diary :LAN, LAN ago, in the SYSTEM of I/O-dhya, there ruleda PROCESSOR named DOS-rat. Once he EXECUTED a greatsacrifice PROGRAM after which his queens gave anOUTPUT of four SUNs--RAM, LSIman, BUG-rat andSED-rughana. RAM the eldest was a MICROCHIP withexcellent MEMORY. His brothers,however,were onlyPERIPHERAL ICs. Once when RAM was only 16MB, hemarried princess 'C'ta. 12years passed and DOS-ratdecided to INSTALL RAM as his successor.However, Queen CIE/CAE(Kayegayee), who was onceoffered a boon by DOS-rat for a lifesaving HELPCOMMAND, took this opportunity at the instigation ofher BIOSed maid (a real plotter), and insisted thather son Bug-rat be INSTALLED and that RAM beCUT-N-PASTED to the forest for 14 years.At this crueland unexpected demand, a SURGE passed through DOS-ratand he kollapsed, power-less. RAM agreed to LOG INTOforest and 'C'ta insisted to LOGIN with him. LSI-manalso resolved on LOGGING IN with his brother.The forest was the dwelling of SPARCnakha, theTRAN-SISTOR of RAW-van, PROCESSOR of LAN-ka. Attractedby RAM's stature, she proposed that he marry her. RAM,politely declined. Perceiving 'C'ta to be the SOURCECODE of her distress, she hastened to kill her.Weeping,SPARC-nakha fled to LAN-ka, where RAW-van,moved by TRAN-SISTOR's plight,approached his uncleMAR-icha. MAR-icha REPROGRAMED himself into the formof a goldenstag and drew RAM deep into the forest. Finally, tiredof chase, RAM shot the deer, who, with his lastbreath, cried out resperately for LSI-man in RAM'svoice.Fooled by this VIRTUAL RAM SOUND, 'C'ta urgedLSI-man to his brother's aid. Catching theopportunity, RAW-van DELINKED 'C'ta from her LIBRARYand changed her ROOT DIRECTORY to LAN-ka.------------------------------------------------------INTERVAL !!!!!-----------------------------------------------------RAM and LSI-man started SEARCHING for the missing'C'ta all over the forest. They made friendship withthe forest SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR SU-greev and hispowerful co-processor Ha-NEUMAN. SU-greev agreed tohelp RAM. SU-greev ordered his PROGRAMMERS to usepowerful 'SEARCH'techniques to FIND the missing 'C'ta.His PROGRAMMERS SEARCHED all around theINTER-NETworked forests.Many tried to 'EXCITE' thebirds and animals not to forget the .'WEBCRAWLERS'(Insects) and tried to'INFO SEEK' something aboutC'ta. Some of them even shouted YAA-HOO' but they allended up with 'NOT FOUND MESSAGES'. Several otherSEARCH techniques proved useless.Ha-NEUMAN devised a RISKy TECHNOLOGY and used it tocross the seas at an astonishing CLOCK SPEED. SoonHa-NEUMAN DOWNLOADED himself into LAN-ka. After doingsome local SEARCH, Ha-NEUMAN found 'C'ta weeping undera TREE STRUCTURE. Ha-NEUMAN used a LOGIN ID (ring)toidentify himself to C'ta. After DECRYPTING THE KEY,'C'ta believed in him and asked him to send a'STATUS_OK' MESSAGE to RAM. Meanwhile all theraakshasa BUGS around'C'ta captured Ha-NEUMAN andtried to DELETE him usingpyro-techniques. But Ha-NEUMAN managed to spread chaosby spreading the VIRUS 'Fire'. Ha-NEUMAN happilypressed ESCAPE from LAN-ka and conveyed all the STATUSMESSAGES to RAM and SU-greev. RAW-wan decided to takethe all powerful RAM head-on and prepared for thebattle.One of the RAW-wan's SUN (son) almost DELETED RAM &LSI-man with a powerful brahma-astra. But Ha-NEUMANresorted to some ACTIVE-X gradients and REFORMATTEDRAM and LSI-man.RAM used the SOURCE CODE secrets ofRAW-wan and once for all wiped out RAW-wan's presenseon earth.After the battle, RAM got INSTALLED in I/O-dhya andspreaded his MICROSOFT WORKS and other USER FRIENDLYPROGRAMS to all USERS and every one lived happilyeverafter.Njoy.........
Life a Mystery or Magic?
Life a Mystery or a Magic?
'Experience' a simple word with various classification. After surviving the wonderful compleities and subleties of life I am confident to say that experience has no connection with age. Being in a country filled with opportunity I've learnt that experience is not about education, nor stature, nor age. Its about attitude and taking chances. There always happen to be two ways a decisiion can be made and its not good or the bad way. But its the best way or the better way. Its never the worst case scenario. Now u may be wondering whats the link between the title of this blog and what I am trying to express....... Is life a mystery? Amateur ppl or those under protection say sort of yes. Is life a magic? Most optimists and good hearted take life in the positve sense and say yes. But which is true?
I agree with neither. As per me the bravest ppl I've met including my common side say that life is all about experience. What you think as mystery is what you have missed to recognize from someone elses situation. If you say magic that means that you havent understood your life to its potential.
Seven years ago, my life was only about studies, teenhood (you can guess what it was about), cartoons and school friends. Six years ago it was all about getting into a good college. Five years earlier it was about friends and fun in college. Two, it was looking out for a job. An year ago, life was all about choosing my future.
What I am now is not only because of these major ambitions I had in the past 7 years. An ant can carry 10 times its weight. Just like that cerain small incidents have changed my life and had made me a man now. Consider these cases. Most of us roamed during our teenhood behind a girl or a boy (I have no clue about girls roaming around guys). Is that the beginning of the quality 'determination' needed for life? As per me my desire to come up in life had its spark from roaming around a girl.
Those two months before the final school years are like the marking steps in most peoples lives. It was defenitely one for me. The amount of expectation from friends, family and others is overwhelming for most Indian students. you can't see such a feverent period of teenhood in any other country.
College was the shining period of my life. Freinds of extrordinary caliber and talent (in a particular field) come under one tree of life called education. Diveristy in language, knowledge, religion, thought and attitude come during this collation and it mends ones mind about the future environment he's gonna be under.
Those days of one day batting styled studies for a job interview or for the GRE or CAT exams with good freinds (who are not jealous) is the critical stage in most dynamic young minds lives. I am glad to have such days in my life.
The job we are pursuing now is like putting the Mona lisa in a frame. If the frame is not to the level of the potrait, the potrait is fit enough to go to the garbage. What we are doing now is what we had acquired from years of experience.
Small things like the NCC camp, standing in long queues for movie tickets, chasing a girl in kinetic honda, arguing over whether ganguly is a great cricketer or not with friends who don't even know cricket, doing faces behind proffs, lashing ones loose toungue to the guy who came in the wrong way and crashed at ur TVS 50 and much more are incidents which had made life a better thing to cherish.
I am pretty sure that there is atleast one thing in each and everyones heart which was never shared with their family or best freinds because you have the confidence to tackle the issue so that you can be proud of yourself. Such things are what makes a man a MAN.
My 8 months of life in the US has brought me more misery than what I had in my previous 21 years of my life. It was not about new environment, food, freinds, country, language or adjsutment. It was beyond that. Things of undescribable misery have been in it. They might have disturbed my sleep, my health, my mental stature but has never disturbed my studies (for what I came for). Being away from parents in such awful situations might have made some other coward to do suicide. But my life has taught me not to worry.
I had chances. No man is perfect and I am one of them. Some of my decissions were regretful after the unexpected outcomes. But they are still not problems for me but responsibilities for me. My future might be a mystery for me. My past is a beautiful magic that has transformed me into that person who can now bear with any misery. But it is experience not to survive but to succeed which has made me a great believer in myself in the PRESENT.
Those who are out there, if you consider that you have problems. then you are wrong. Everyone have problems. But its those who are brave and clear of the situation succeed truly in life. As for the rest go sit in the trash so that the gargage man can pick you up and recycle you to some good commodity atleast.
LONG LIVE MY COUNTRY AND LONG LIVE ITS HERITAGE