Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
It started Sunday morning..
I was up by 12 , showered and was leaving to raid my friend Hardeep's computer.. He got a whole season of the Big Bang Theory and i had been looking for it desperately.!! Picked up my wallet, my portable hard-disk, stuck my cellphone in my back pocket , and stepped out.. Just then, I got a call from nature.. I rushed back in quickly, finished my "business" , and suddenly heard something fall .. oh god.. all of a sudden I felt my pocket light.. and there it was.. my Nokia 6233 .. floating its way down !!!
Panic-striken as I was, I didn't know what to do, and within minutes, ended up doing the grossiest thing ever...(keep guessing)!!!! The next 30 minutes were spent cleansing my phone and myself with Dettol.. had to take a shower again.. placed my cellphone by the windowpane under the sun for it to dry.. and left! On my way, all i could think of was whether I'd be able to recover all my contacts, my images, my important files in the mem card..!! The next da
y, it was working all fine and it actually smells better than usual :D
News like this DOES spread fast though.. People I hadn't spoken to for ages bombarded me with pings as soon as I signed in to Gtalk.. I also got a lot of calls with people asking me how I'd hold it against my face or if anyone would dare to kiss me! My brother changed his status message to "My sister loo-lified her phone" .. his friends were discussing it too!! I'd leave it for all of you to guess what must have happened when I went to college with the same phone a couple of days later ! :D I backed up all my phone data the next day...to save it from future calamities!!
Like all that wasn't enough, my computer too had a near-death experience last night!
I was working on the last few pages of my college newsletter, I hadn't saved my work, and it restarts in the midst of everything.. I got an error message saying "Insufficient system resources to complete the API". I couldn't make out head or tail of it.. Nothing seemed to work!! I thought I had lost all my data-- my final year notes, projects that I had to submit in a couple of days, my photos, my ebooks, movies, music.. My friend Hardeep said it COULD be a hardware issue but still told me to try inserting the XP cd again, my brother told me to insert a Knoppix cd and see if it works.. After a lot of suggestions and tips.. There I was, at 12 in the night, with my cabinet open, tightening all the parts up.. I still kept getting the same error.. I inserted the Knoppix cd, and saw my drives all safe..!!! Later, I inserted the XP cd again, and started a recovery installation.. which hung half-way, and I was forced to go to bed by mom who thought this wasn't all that important and could be done the next morning..!! I kept rolling on my bed.. thinking my C drive must have got formatted.. and that I'd lose all my data in it, and it had dad's documents..!! I just couldn't sleep.. I finally called up Prasad at 1.30 and he googled it up.. Only when he told me nothing was lost and it was just Windows that had been corrupted, I slept like a baby..
My PC's working OK now, except for a few programs that need to be re-installed..!!
I need to backup all my drives.!!
Had I lost all my work, I can't imagine what my life would have been like.. We depend on technology so much that we assume it to be permanent... And before we realise it's not, it might be too late..!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Bombay & dreams both sorely missed
The first thing that I want back is the name we knew this city by. Bombay, the good old Bombay I had dreamt of coming to. The name itself had a dreamy quality to it, it sounded like Shanghai to me. Mumbai sounds too much like Beijing, bilkul thanda.
I would also like to bring back to it the old names that we knew the landmarks by. Chhatrapati Shivaji was a great warrior, but does it mean that we call every place by his name? If so, let Balasaheb Thackeray change his name to Shivaji Thackeray, and his party be called Shivaji Sena. Let him rename all his children Shivaji 1, 2 and 3.
Give me back my dance bars, the place that gave us fantasies before we knew them. They were safe for women and men, and had great charm to it.
I’d like back my right to smoke in restaurants. Okay, at least in the Smoking Section of it. They should have banned cigarettes instead, no? But politicians don't have the gumption to do that.
Please also give back my night spots, those bhel puri stalls and keema paavs at Charni Road and tawa pulavs that I could go for late in the nights. They pose no security threats. The double decker buses that all kids delight in, where have they disappeared? I loved rushing up and getting to the front as the city spread out before me.
I never saw the trams, only heard about them. Though the tram tracks did exist till 1993 and then they disappeared. Whatever mystery those tracks provided is gone too. I hope the ones in Sewri still exist, or much of history will be lost.
Oh yes, please can someone save the Irani cafés? The very few that are left should be declared the heritage of the city and it should be declared a crime to buy them out.
In effect, give me back the city I fell in love with. The late-night concerts, the Independence Rock that could go on and the fearlessness with which we lived.
How the world has progressed only for us to become more afraid. And if there is god, please prove it by defeating all these dirty politicians who play up the caste, language and other non-issues to destroy the city’s cosmopolitan spirit.
Till then, this is just a wish-list. And I remain a non-believer