Managed a mere 4th position in the tourney. :( Last time I was third !!
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Tag: Miscellaneous
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Saturday, March 25, 2006
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Love
Monday, March 13, 2006
The bus stand...
It seemed to be just another bus stand. Hawkers selling their wares, a few buses parked from which people would get down to go to the little hotel inside the building, a few stray cows here and there and crows on the ground finishing off fallen or thrown eatables. Just a typical scene so one would think. But if you looked carefully, the bus there near the entrance, with a large sack on the top, if you looked carefully at the third window from the front, you would see an arm resting on the window edge. And what made this a special window is that, now and then you would see a face.
Not the typical face in a typical bus stand. It was different. Firstly, it had a touch of melancholy in it, the eyes seemed puffed and red, there was a tired acceptance perhaps on the face. But undoubtedly there was sadness associated with it.
She would generally look out of the window towards the wall which was not only the compound but also the back of some building. She would stare at that lost in some thought. And then suddenly she would tear her eyes away to some other distant scene for a second. At times the face would not be visible to me, from where I stood looking. I guess at such times, she would be busy with some thing inside. Perhaps a child I thought?
Her sadness was very evident by the way she said no to the hawkers who would try to sell her wares ranging from groundnuts to bangles. She would not nod her head emphatically nor utter any word. It would be a soft slow sway of the head which would not only say 'no' to the hawker but also discourage the hawker from trying again.
--- to be continued.....
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Tag: Literature Prose
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Not the typical face in a typical bus stand. It was different. Firstly, it had a touch of melancholy in it, the eyes seemed puffed and red, there was a tired acceptance perhaps on the face. But undoubtedly there was sadness associated with it.
She would generally look out of the window towards the wall which was not only the compound but also the back of some building. She would stare at that lost in some thought. And then suddenly she would tear her eyes away to some other distant scene for a second. At times the face would not be visible to me, from where I stood looking. I guess at such times, she would be busy with some thing inside. Perhaps a child I thought?
Her sadness was very evident by the way she said no to the hawkers who would try to sell her wares ranging from groundnuts to bangles. She would not nod her head emphatically nor utter any word. It would be a soft slow sway of the head which would not only say 'no' to the hawker but also discourage the hawker from trying again.
--- to be continued.....
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Tag: Literature Prose
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Sunday, March 12, 2006
Small Photo Printers
Saw this ad for a compact printer, which the customer takes along on trips and as and when clicks photos can take print outs.
Seems that this market for such compact printers is driven by the need for people to print their photos. So what difference does it make to the user to have a photo printed?
-- maybe it is the need to have something tangible in hands that drives the need to take printouts. Also a photo printed can be easily shown to people. It does not require to boot a Pc and more importantly need a PC. So what about hand held portable devices which can display photos? Would that dent the market for portable small printers?
Or would humans always need to print photos?
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Seems that this market for such compact printers is driven by the need for people to print their photos. So what difference does it make to the user to have a photo printed?
-- maybe it is the need to have something tangible in hands that drives the need to take printouts. Also a photo printed can be easily shown to people. It does not require to boot a Pc and more importantly need a PC. So what about hand held portable devices which can display photos? Would that dent the market for portable small printers?
Or would humans always need to print photos?
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Friday, March 10, 2006
True Joy of life...
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Sun and Birds
..both are back !
After a long time the sun warmed up the carpet area on which it fell, sliding through the window screens. After a long time the warmth was back.
The birds are back too. Since a week back, I have been hearing the Canadian Geese in the apartment block. Heard a Crow for the first time for this season yesterday. Not to mention that I think I heard Blue Jays yesterday in school.
Spring is here !!!
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After a long time the sun warmed up the carpet area on which it fell, sliding through the window screens. After a long time the warmth was back.
The birds are back too. Since a week back, I have been hearing the Canadian Geese in the apartment block. Heard a Crow for the first time for this season yesterday. Not to mention that I think I heard Blue Jays yesterday in school.
Spring is here !!!
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