The last night of a hosteler.

When finally the days are over…

When finally you have put behind all the tiring assignments, sessionals and all…

When finally you have become an engineer…

When finally the time has come for you to leave this life at college once and for all…

You don’t want to leave.

You want those times again. You want to just forget about tomorrow and sleep. Waking up the next day early to eat breakfast and leave for college. The packed up bag and the empty rails along with the silence reminds you that your dream is not going to happen…

You think of getting out of your room to go into your friends’ room. But you find no strength to do it. After all, none of them have come to yours. Some of your friends have already left. They’re probably at their homes by then.

“Why did they leave even without a single word?”, you think.

You think of going to one of your friends and telling him farewell… You understand why no one told you they were leaving…

You understand….

FRIENDS NEVER SAY GOODBYE.

There is nothing special. Just another night in your life that you have to sleep through. You close your eyes.

All of them come flying to you…

All the memories…

All those moments that you have shared together…

The friendships that were made, the love that was felt, the decisions that were made, the celebrations that were done….

Your breathe becomes heavier and you find that words don’t come when you try to raise your voice.

“Its just one night!”, you tell yourself. But its not like any of the nights that you have ever lived through in your whole life.

All the thoughts just become too much for you. And you take the only way out of the situation. You let your emotions out. You cry.

The silent tears flow. You don’t know why. You can’t think why. You think of anything and everything that comes into your mind. The tears just won’t stop…

Your room’s door slowly opens… You try to stop yourself… But you see him standing there.

Nothing in the world could stop you.

You jump and hug him.

You can’t find words to say nor can you think of anything…

The tears just keep flowing and all that you can do is to tighten your hug…

After a while, you leave the hug and don’t look at his face… And neither does he at yours… He walks away and you lock your door.

“Just one more day! Oh please God… Just one more day…”, so you pray wishing for the impossible.

All the times that you’ve pulled through living boldly and strong, nothing helps at the moment… You fall on your bed and burst into tears… The child within comes out… And you”re just a little kid who wants a bit attention…

“Just one more day….”, the last thought that comes to you…

You sleep your last night. You’re leaving never to return again.

God give me strength.

Good news!

With the slight guilt of having troubled the seniors with their projects by blowing up the UPS, I went to college today. We had to submit the soft copy of our mini project report today (at least we thought so) and JHspice was on it. Rambo Jinu, the chairman, editing and formatting the whole report from top to bottom from morning to evening, got really tired of it by the end.

After finishing it by 3.30 in the evening, we decided to submit it in front of our guide. But it was Anuraj sir!! The man who knew about the power of mordor. A bit hesitating, I finally decided to go and meet him.

There he was standing in front of the lab holding his head. I took a few deep breaths and got ready for receiving whatever was going to come.

Getting closer to him, I was greeted by a warm smile. Something told me that not everything was wrong. Even though Ponnappan had mentioned it, I hadn’t quite digested it.

He said with a smile, “It was not the UPS of your lab that got damaged. It was the other lab’s. You could’ve resumed your work if you had came today morning to the lab.”

The sense of relief and at the same time the sense of guilt for not having had more faith in myself, in what I was doing and in God who sees and knows all, I stood there with him. It was pouring cats and dogs. He was enjoying the rain. Or maybe he was wondering how to get home. His slight headache prevented him from checking our soft copies today and he was standing there, hands folded on the bars of the grill, leaning forward. It was one of those mesmerized moments where you just stare at something and see that you can’t take your eyes away. I accompanied him. After all, neither of us could get out of the building (since the birthday girl, Afaf, had borrowed my Umbrella and I was waiting for her to return it).

We talked.

For the first time in college, I could talk to one of my teachers with an open mind. We joked a while about how a guy riding a bike almost fell down risking a turn in the mud in front of our block. We talked about the rain and how heavy it was. We talked about the department and the sorry state that it was in. I told him about the one thing I wished for the most in college. A few motivating words from the side of a teacher.

He listened to me. He said his part and I said mine. We were entertained by how one of the teachers was trying to get her car out of a messy situation from right under our nose.

It was nice and heart warming.

The 7th of July.

Besides the day being one of my friend’s birthday (Oh boy, is he going to get it!!!), its a day that’s beginning to drive me crazy.

int count = 0;

Poor student: “Sir, when should we get our records binded?”

Greater teacher: “Submit it by Seventh. That’ll do”

count++;

Great HOD: “Seminars on the double!! Get your topics and submit them along with the abstract and references on 7th!!”

Poor student: “Yes ma’am!”

count++;

Again the great HOD: “Main project topics! Get on it my lads! Provide me with your abstracts when we begin our next semester. When is that? Oh 7th… He he…”

Poor student: “But ma’am… Alright ma’am.”

count++;

Poor student: “Ma’am, shouldn’t we be submitting our project report?”

Great teacher: “Oh don’t rush it. Take your time and do good job while preparing it. Submit it by the 7th of July”

Poor student thinks: “@#$*#”

Poor student says: “Right!”

count++;

But if it was to just reach the seventh of july uneventfully, it would have been fine. But no.

Poor student: “Sir!! Please postpone the exam on June 29th to some other date so we can go home!”

Greater teacher: “Of course my dear lads! Write one on 5th and the other on 6th. Have a nice vacation!”

Poor student: “You are too kind sir”

count++;

count++;

printf(“Number of works pending = %d”, count);

Number of works pending = 6.

He he… Are we going to give a few bumps to the birthday boy!!

Q: How was the day? A: Oh it was a blast!

I guess I’ve never been so literal in my life.

Mission lab – Day 3 (D – Day)

With much more enthusiasm to finally see the fruits of our labour, we were in full swing today. Although I was bit late in waking up due to the uninterrupted series of sneezes that I had last night, I managed to get to the lab half an hour late. The team was given instruction to start without me and start, they had!

I was a bit thrown back (with each sneeze that I made) and I just couldn’t do hardware today. But when Chellan is there, who needs to do hardware? He was already taking things apart when I entered. “Let’s begin installation!”

I was pretty adamant about installing 10.04 as it was an LTS release. But I knew not my fate on the path I had chosen! We forged a way, a psycho path, hoping to find light at the end but alas! The fate that awaited us was grim indeed. Even by the sword of elendil, light was not shone (But our mobile phones helped a lot. 😛 ).

I could say Ponnappan was the hard disk specialist. He had some spell that made hard disks work. We burnt two new installation disks of Ubuntu 10.04 and started installation. Well, just as Hobbes puts it, “You can take the tiger out of a jungle but you can’t take the jungle out of a tiger.” And like that, I just couldn’t resist the temptation to name the computers that I installed something weird. But why make it weird? Lord Of The Rings shall it be!

Shire, started I, Rohan, Lorien and things were going pretty smooth. Except for a few systems simply not accepting the 10.04 disk. They were more adamant than me and I had to go for Debian distros. On our way we found out that we had reinstall certain Windows XP OSs too. We couldn’t risk them having viruses after our job was done.

Our compiler, Bose, was on the job. He was installing systems just like children playing with their toys. And I was sitting on one too. When I reached the partitioning part, I found out that it was a 160 GB hard disk! 50 GB was already given as NTFS for windows. And I was about to give the rest for Ubuntu when I simply asked Ponnnan for his opinion. “Make 50 GB more as D-drive and then give the rest for Ubuntu.”, said he.

“Why can’t it be the other way around?”, I asked.

“Because you install stuff in windows. You don’t do that in Linux”, he said.

I was completely clueless. But I did do as he asked.

However, we sill were forging a path. Unfortunately, none of us cared to notice the faint smell of burnt ash. We were nearing somewhere dark and dreary.

Ponnappan was installing a system with Debian. He asked me where our journey had reached. Although I said “Isengrad”, we both had a fall out on whether it was “Isengrad” or “Isengard”.

“MORDOR!”, thundered a sound from behind! It was Chellan.

Both of us decided on Mordor and named it thus.

Slowly Mordor started coming to life but Frodo had already made it!

“KABLOOOOIEEE!!!”

We heard a blast and all was dark. Here was where the sword of Elendil was of no use. We shone our mobile phones instead. But the damage was done! Something had gone really wrong.

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Thus ended the third day with a blast! Anuraj sir consoled me that it was a natural thing to happen and not to worry. But it seems we will have to wait long to see the fruits of our labour.

 

Mission lab – Day 2.

I was all set to be sitting and installing ubuntu on all the systems when going to the lab today morning. But life just isn’t that easy. We had forgotten about a few CPUs sitting in the cabin. Anuraj sir had told us to check them out. Two of them were brand new and three of them were quite old. Even though we only had three damaged systems while leaving the lab yesterday, now we had 8. But five of them were yet to be diagnosed.

We started away in full throttle. We had two screw drivers today which meant that we could cause double the damage we had caused yesterday. But the great evil struck us! Distraction.

It was the last date to submit the application forms for our sixth semester exams. And we were interrupted constantly by people coming and going giving their forms and talking about this and that. No one was to blame. Sharat had his hands full as he was the rep. I admire his responsibility. He called up all of those who didn’t even bother about the matter and asked them to somehow submit their forms. Ranjith helped him in filling the forms and setting the money matters right. But all in all, our main objective didn’t make much of a progress.

The two new systems that we took today didn’t have hard disks. But it supported DDR2 RAMs. So we had to set them up. Anuraj sir came after a while and blessed us with 6 new SMPSs, 4 DDR2 – 512MB RAMs, one disk drive, one hard disk and a lot of encouraging words. Since we got the RAMs, we decided to set up the new CPUs.

To do that we dissected the already working old CPUs and pulled out their hard disks. We put them in the new ones, placed the brand new RAMs in them and got them working.

Somewhere in between all this, something went wrong. I still can’t get it. We slowed down considerably. I don’t know if it was because we tried installing distros in between this or because we took each and every component apart testing them individually or just because of just plain bad luck, but we were slow.

All things considered, we identified that three motherboards were corrupt and one’s power button wasn’t functioning. Two among the three CPUs whose motherboard was corrupt and the one that had its power button bad were the three among the first five ones that we took!! Putting it that way really makes me crazy.

So all in all, it was a hard software day. and there are still a few hard disks, a couple of drives, two RAMs, and some six or seven SMPSs lying around over there.

Its going to be one heck of a satisfaction once we’ve cleaned the whole thing up. And some emotional attachment to this lab is going to last always even after leaving my campus.

Mission lab – Day 1.

Dear Lord! What a department ours is. One whole computer lab called the “Debian networks lab” lying there completely unattended to! No one even cares whether it lies like that or not. I believe Anuraj sir and Viji ma’am do care, but they just don’t have the time to do anything about it them being the only two staffs in our department (another one of our department’s mention-worthy features).

Anyway, at last I went and asked Anuraj sir if I could help him out. I just couldn’t sit quietly when so much resources were just lying there underutilized. I wonder why no one ever cared to do anything about it.

He agreed and I decided to stay at the hostel itself this week even though almost all the others are happily at their homes. I wanted to learn and moreover, I didn’t want anyone else to feel what I felt on seeing the condition of the lab. So I was determined to do it.

Since all the hostelers had planned to go home, I called three of the day scholars to help me out. Sharat, Ranjith and Sudheesh (Ponnan, Chellan and Bose respectively). We did quite a good job in the lab today.

It was hardware day. Dissecting all the systems and identifying where lay the faults in the systems that didn’t work. RAMs, SMPSs, CMOSs, Motherboards, what not! We dissected everything to the core and have drawn a fine line between those systems having a hardware complaint and those systems that don’t have it.

DDR, DDR2, 128 to 256 to 512 to 1024 MB RAMs were there. All working, surprisingly. We got two spare RAMs and those are still lying somewhere in the lab! Hope no one decides to play flute with it.

A very constructive day and I can see more interesting stuff ahead. Can’t wait for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the software day where we install all the systems with OSs and get them up and running.

To the future!

Recovering Grub after installing Windows, using Ubuntu.

It so happened that after installing windows on my system (which already had linux, ubuntu, installed on it), the grub menu that used to come at the beginning stopped appearing. Instead, it started to boot directly into windows.

In order to solve this problem, I did the following. Of course, I found a lot of answers to this problem on the net, but what I did worked for me fine. But be sure to sit patiently and correct it in case something does not work fine. Never give up!

(Note: I also do believe that the following works only when the ‘vmlinuz’ and ‘initrd.img’ files are at the root directory itself. Check this in step 5. In step 5, ‘vmlinuz’ and ‘initrd.img’ should be there in the ‘temp’ folder we created.)

1. Boot using a live cd of ubuntu.

2. Open a terminal and run the command

sudo fdisk -l

It lists the complete partition table of the hard disk. In there, identify which partition you have got your linux installed on. You can identify it using the drive size you had allocated for it and looking at the last column of the output which will be ‘extended’ for all of your linux partitions. The partition will most probably be something like /dev/sda5 or something. Remember this partition.

3. Create a temporary folder in your home directory (Note: You can make the temporary folder anywhere you want. I’m using the home folder just for the sake of explanation). I’m calling it ‘temp’ for now. So that ‘temp’ folder’s path will be /home/ubuntu/temp.

4. Mount your linux partition there. That is, assuming that you found your linux partition to be /dev/sda5, you mount that at the ‘temp’ folder by doing the following command

sudo mount /dev/sda5 /home/ubuntu/temp

5. If you want to check whether you have mounted the correct partition, go to your home folder and open temp. You will be in the ‘/’ directory. In there you will find ‘home’, in which your home folder’s name will be there. Once you’ve confirmed you have mounted the correct partition, do step 6.

6. You have to install grub by showing the system where to read the data from the hard disk at the beginning. Don’t worry, just run the following command

sudo grub-install –root-directory=/home/ubuntu/temp /dev/sda

The ‘/dev/sda’ corresponds to your hard disk name. Replace it by whatever the command ‘sudo fdisk -l’ command showed you.

7. You’re done. You may restart your system.

You might want to check out how I upgraded to 12.04 too!

PS: For editing the grub menu that appears, check out my post

https://sosaysharis.wordpress.com/2011/04/29/editing-grub-menu-in-ubuntu-10-04-and-above/

The lost word.

Words are not things to be used by men.

It is something God has bestowed upon Earth.

God gave sound, we discovered the wonder…

Words!

It was like a pearl from the depths of ocean

when man first found it.

But the pearl was not left so.

Men sold it for the counter_word that God had given him…

He sold it for power and glory.

He got in return more than ever what he wished for.

But never once did he get back the pearl that was lost

except through some who had a glance at the light reflected on it.

And that light is growing dim.

People babble these days.

Oh where are the words that once filled hearts with light?

Where are the words that once uttered was louder than thunder

and sweeter than the nightingale?

Where are the words that once commanded out of love

rather than out of power?

Where are the sounds that once came from the depth of hearts?

Gone, they are!

Forever into a land of nothingness…

To be preserved by God as the precious pearl it is,

till man yields his body and soul to him, the One!

And then shall we know what we lived by and for!

Mountain climbing.

Oh am I proud to be studying at NSS College of Engineering! A ten minutes walk from our hostel and there stand the mighty mountains in all their majestic splendor just waiting to be conquered by you. Not many have the experience of climbing a mountain for their evening walks. And I’m glad I’m one among those who have that gratifying moments of enjoying entire Palakkad standing on top of the world!

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The walk to the base of the mountains itself is glorious. Passing a tree cave made by the overlapping branches of the rubber trees from both sides of the way surely brings out the human in you. You feel your heart yearning for something that it has been missing. True beauty lifts its veil for a while so that those who look can see beholding what lies beneath all the lies that we believe to be true. It is the moment where we actually realize that there is more to all the things around you. It is the moment when you realize that these are not to be taken for granted.

A poem that one of my friends wrote during our first year comes to mind… I would like to quote it here:

Rubber trees abundant all around,

lush greenery soothing your troubled mind,

the lonely woody and windy paths,

bringing back your memories alive,

leading me to a world of nothingness, but just me.

Innocent people, innocent minds,

drawing me to a world of love and hope.

The pleasant breeze on my face.

The living river flowing like pearls,

the life around, exciting me beyond reasons!

How I would like to be there…

just even for one day,

to feel the nature again,

and me again, who is lost in this wild world…

~ Written by Afaf Banu.

It is the experience of a lifetime. No plans to be made, no trips to be organized, no money to be spent, no formalities to be kept… You just walk straight on and start climbing. Free nature all around. Oh how blind we all are!

Of course, you can’t go running up a mountain. No sir!! You have to climb it. Holding and placing your feet carefully. And you become tired too.

But with every small portion that you climb, something starts coming your way. And what is that you ask? One, the majestic sight!! No high resolution pictures that you can put in any wide, wide screen monitors will come close to what meets your eyes once you have climbed half way through. Photos don’t do justice to what you behold!

But that’s not all…

The wind! Oh my dear lord!!! The lovely wind that blows at you!! You can breathe and breathe and breathe and never exhale! Of course, that might be stupid, but hope you get the idea.

On top of the world!

All the tiredness that you feel while climbing just washes away in a singe moment once the wind greets your face. You feel like a bird soaring over the skies. You feel like spreading your arms and letting go of yourself. To leave everything to fate and finally fly away freely…

The nipple point still remains to be conquered. One more year left and our strength and spirits are only growing harder and stronger. We will do it.

But that’s not all. What do you do when you finally do something hard? The child within comes out and we shout “Hooray!!”, And that’s what we did in the end too!

We did jump on a mountain!

Man, my mom is going to kill me! 😀 😛

I love her. 🙂

The helping hand.

There are times when a small gesture is all that you need. It might not be clearly defined or anything, but you know it once it happens. And you know what’s the most loveliest thing about it? It happens! And you feel good thinking about it.

Different people have different ways of enjoying a journey. Some enjoy the entire trip looking all around them and some enjoy just the sitting in the vehicle.

I come under the second part. And I sleep through almost a good part of the journey. Its really nice to sleep. Trust me. With the wind blowing on your face and the rocking of the vehicle that makes you feel like you’re rocking in a cradle…. Ahhh… Your eyes just close automatically. 🙂

Anyway, on the evening of 17th, Friday, I boarded the bus to my home and I slept, obviously. My partner Jinu was with me and he sat by my side.

After a while I got serious. Sleeping on a bus isn’t fun, you know? Its an art. And I was pretty good at it. So when I got serious, I had no clue what was happening around me. I had this vague notion of my head banging against something. I’d wake up a bit and sit straight again. Then AGAIN I go back to banging. But the thing I was banging on seemed extremely comfortable and it eased my sleep.

I woke up after a while and saw that he was already awake. His left hand was tightly gripped on the handle of the front seat. He looked at me and gave me a weird smile. That was enough for me to understand the situation. 🙂

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It was a small and not all that important gesture. But as I said in the beginning, things like these are those which makes you feel good. 🙂

The crying world.

Tears they are of a world that dies

    crying out sad for he sees mankind.

In hurry they are for their rice

    and fail to see the doom of their kind.

 

Joy doth it bring to things that live

    elixir of life it is granted for free.

Taken for granted it is without anything to give

   in return for it for we fail to see.

 

Wet is the world and a green it blooms

    restoring faith and hope to the ones that look.

Bloom it shall till the end that looms

    and closed it will be like ending a book.

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It is said that poems are creations of the mind when it is as still as the undisturbed water. It can be seen through and reveals what lie beneath. But what about a heart that cries for help and the waves of the mind won’t die down? The wind that blows from within the sea brings with it a feel of cold. And cold is the world that lies around me…

“That’s it. No more pleasure before work. And oh boy will it be a pleasure to have that homework done. Let’s go work on a snowman!”

Calvin said that. And aren’t we all the same? I don’t know about you folks but I relate to that title very much. There’s a 3-page, 6-panel each story before Calvin says that, but to know that, you have to read it. 🙂

Even though we don’t shout it out aloud, we always prefer instant gratification and fun over studies or hard work. (Of course I’ve seen a few squishgmpers who study all the time, but that is Susie, Calvin’s arch-nemesis!)

Even if it is writing one’s blog when his project isn’t complete yet or even if it is playing Street Fighter IV (awesome game) when you have an exam on the day after, everything amounts to what the little guy says.

Where the heck are we going to get discipline from? To sit on something and do it? Is it that tough to attain it?

Yeah well, no point in getting philosophical I guess.

And its hard work writing this blog!

In the marsh.

Sunk in the marsh, I see what lies beneath. Nothing has life anymore. I’m dead and so are the things I perceive. I see people talk, I see people laugh. But everything is just a lie to me. I walk around. I see things around me. The green grass and trees are not green to me anymore. In no words I find respite. In nothing do I feel the reality. Everything floats. The aim, the goal, the meaning, the path… I blaze a trail no more. I follow the path that has already been laid. I find no power, no work, no force heals those wounds events inflict upon you. Once you feel the pain, you’re afraid to even be near such an event again. You isolate yourself. No matter how fast you heal a scar you have on your hand, a smell, a scenery, a few words… They always bring back what you never want to remember…

I always thought I was a fool in seeing meaning in those Wolverine comics that I used to read when I was a kid. But now I see not everything was a fluke to make money. I can now relate to something.

Oh Lord… Forgive us for humans we are.

Responsibilities lie ahead…

Thoughts and emotions, I find them a luxury.

Miners and Farmers.

Before going to the analogy, let me first state what both these terms are.

On a piece of land, what do the miners do? They dig up the whole place, excavate and completely exploit the land. They make their fortune out of what all they gathered and finally leave the land a trash, moving on with their lives.

Farmers, on the other hand, what do they do? They take care of their land as a great gift. Nourishing and cultivating on the same piece of land taking care to never let the land lose its fertility. They live their life completely working on that land and even if not making a fortune, making enough to live and taking pride in their work.

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The above two terms apply to the computer industry nowadays too.

There are a group of people out there who make their own startup, do all the tricks and works to get a name for their company. And once this is accomplished, what do they do? They somehow get one of the hotshots out there to acquire them for a large amount of money. And they move on.

Again, on the other hand, there are another group of people who make their own startup and keep it running no matter what. People who don’t yield to the hotshots. People who actually run their company working day and night just for the love of maintaining what they have.

I’ll leave the analogy to you.

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Shalin Jain, the CEO of the Tenmiles Corporation, is one among the two. He bought land and made their own office building for their company out there. Working as a man who is the best at what he does, he follows where his life is leading him doing what he loves the most. Ladies and gentlemen, Shalin Jain is a farmer.

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This post comes from having a nice evening tea talk which I had with my brother. I love him and may God bless him. 🙂

Files larger than 4GB not supported on FAT32.

I accidentally found out that the FAT32 filesystem does not support files larger than 4GB. It happened when I was trying to unrar the files on a DVD into a .iso file. When it was about 92% done, the error window popped up saying “No space for files”.

But I had to make that .iso file. I had to play that game because it was the latest version of the game I loved since I was four years old. Street Fighter, the name of the game.

I found out that this problem is not there with the NTFS filesystem however. So I jumped back to my ubuntu, launched gparted (an ultra powerful application for disk management) and shrunk my 33GB windows partition into 25GB. The 7GB thus gained, I converted into NTFS.

Jumped back into windows again and happily made the .iso file on the NTFS partition. 🙂

PS: Please share your views so as to why FAT32 doesn’t support files larger than 4GB.