I wasted the whole of yesterday in watching movies, eating and sleeping and so did not work on the app at all. Today I worked some quality time on the app and overhauled the map UI interface.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Blackberry app for Pace Bus of Chicago - Entry 2
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Blackberry app for Pace Bus of Chicago - Entry 1
If I had the power to go back in time 4 months from now, this would be that blog entry. Today I realized I should blog about my 4 month old project i.e the Blackberry app I am developing for the Pace Bus transit system of Chicago suburban. The project is still going strong and I am very pleased with the results so far. Since I am late in blogging about it, I'll start it right away. In this blog I'll summarize the work done so far and from now on I will make sure to have one entry at-least every time I am working on the app.
Monday, March 14, 2011
confessions of a lost mind
Its been 3 days now. I have been sitting in the same place I was put 3 days ago. I should not be bothered about that because my life was like this 4 months ago. My owner lived not 100 steps away from the office so "work from home" became "work from office" and moreover he had a Dell dude to take care of his needs. I used to be left in the corner, forgotten and I never complained. But something happened 4 months ago. My ownership changed hands. I was taken in by a cute little girl since her laptop had broken down. I had doubts at first, I was little scared and fearful. But then I started to like her. She took good care of me, atleast I was in use everyday. Her little fingers running over my keyboard gave me tickles. And she would go to sleep under my watchful eyes. I would be on, the whole night and I would wake her up on gtalk pings. I would be sad when she would leave for work in the morning and like an obedient housewife I would be all ears for her footsteps in the evening. I have never felt more happy than when I would see her enter through that door and she would smile at me. In few seconds I am up and running and boy, is she leading a very complicated life or what! There would be 3-4 word documents open, 2 video files running, tons of websites (mostly shopping sites), gtalk, facebook bla bla. I never complained. This is nothing for me and I was just happy to be able to serve. We were best friends in no time. For sometime I forgot what I am and where I am. The occasional car rides, the smell of delicious dinner, were but for few days untill this "hp" dude showed up at the door one day. My whole world was upside down. I remembered her checking out that dude over internet but I never paid attention. But I accepted my fate. After all I am old now. Hp has got this fancy webcam, stylish keyboard, drop-dead looks. She decided to move on, like everyone else and here I am, back to where it all started. In few days, I'll be returned to the company from where I came and may be I'll be dismembered, disintegrated, thrown away...I don't know, but I'll always cherish my days with the girl.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Why do I always end up with morons as roommates
Some people could be so insensitive to others I can never imagine. I wonder if some people are left out of the evolution race.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Music....simply music
I have been a big music buff but still lot less than others who are like crazy after it. I am not like many of those music fanatics who put up huge posters of their idol and revere their each voice, neither a fanatic to spend couple thousand bucks to see their idol play it live somewhere.
I am basically a traveler personality when it comes to music. Yes, I am a finder, I am an explorer. I keep looking for good music, the one that speaks to me and listening to which I feel my souls' just been touched by that voice, that music, that lyrics.
I am not aver to listening to rock, metal, or rap etc but I find that country songs are the one that I best relate to.
I am a very very big fan of bollywood music. As much as I hate Hindi movies, I love more their music. Thats the music I have grown up with. During my undergraduate days at Rourkela I came across people listening to western bands like Backstreet Boys, Jennifer Lopez etc and I liked their music also. With time I came across lot of other artists and bands. Linkin Park, Bryan Adams etc. Listening and loving the music is lot different than being lost in music. And the hindi songs are the one that have those effects on me. May be because I am better able to understand Hindi lyrics than English. It usually happens to me that while listening to English songs I couldn't make out some of their lyrics and its when I explicitly look at their lyrics I get to understand what he/she meant to say. This would take away some charm of the music experience for me.
Also when I would love some song, I would like to sing it myself more often, try to get the feel again and again inside me and I would completely fail in that respect with English songs. Its hard to remember their lyrics and add the accent to that. Its totally not the same to listen the same song in Indian accent. Ruined.
Coming to Hindi songs then. As I said I enjoy the experience of listening to hindi songs as if I am a traveler, an explorer. Moving from one song to another and trying to see how that songs speaks to me. Discard the songs that evoke a feeling of irritation, anger, disgust. And there are many of these, with crappy lyrics, mixing English, Arabic and all sorts of language with Hindi, and some songs here the lyrics is so out of rhythm, poetry, flow, some songs where music doesn't do justice to the underlying voice and lyrics and thats why remixes are totally not of my taste. They completely ruin the feeling. Although any music instrument is fine with me, violin and flute are in particular, evoke a strong urge from my inside. They are the instruments that straightaway touch the soul without even trying. So simple, so fine, so strong, speaking thousand vibes.
I am always in the hunto for good music. Thats why when I am listening on grooveshark or Youtube I jump from one to another. Sometimes I would simply discard the song and sometimes I would simply stop on something, stuck ion it forever for it seems, as if I have been to one of the wonders and I am spellbound. Thats when I feel like listening to this song for thousand times and still not feel bored. The beauty is everytime I would hear the song, it would bring out a stronger emotion. After listening to atleast 10-15 times I am like totally immersed in its effect. I feel like I am lost. I feel like I am standing in front of a vista, to which I can simply stare for my lifetime, silence, no words, so peaceful. Yes peaceful. Oly the winds blowing, water rushing through the stream, clouds covering the mountains, foliage everywhere, green, white, blue. Anybody can get lost in front of a view like this. The passion for music blends well with my traveling enthusiasm. I love to travel and I have been to many beautiful places. And I just get lost in those places, totally oblivious of the fact how much time has passed since I have been watching this view. And whenever I listen to some of my favorite songs, I could close my eyes and all those memories would come crashing in front my vision. I relive those moments all over again, and again and again and everytime I feel more and more connected, more and more close to reality, as if I can touch the snow, feel the cold wind, hear the water drops, see those mountain peaks, breathe that air.
My songs speak to me. They know what I am going through and like a faithful lover, a caressing mother, a responsible elder brother, an understanding friend they embrace me in their arms. I feel lost, lost of all thoughts, lost of worries, lost of happiness and sadness, lost of family and friends, lost of the world, lost of luxury, lost of religion, money, work, lost of myself. Sometimes I would virtually feel my soul coming out of my body, as if the music punched a hole in my chest and took out my soul. Thats the power of music I am talkig about. If a find a music that speaks to me, when listening to it, it feels like I am connected like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, yes, exactly like that, as if there are rows of pieces and I would just go and my body would connect with every single incomplete piece. I feel complete. The music feels complete. My body would shake automatically with every beat of that song, my lips would speak out the words with the artist, my skin hair will rise in appreciation, goosebumps all over the body, feets and head in sync with the beats.
I cannot imagine without music. They bring out so much emotions out of me that I cannot express. The lyrics make me go crazy, literally speechless. I cannot admire enough, the lyricist, the musician to be able to do justice to that, the voice blowing life into it and whoa, you got a mysterious mistress. Music is like beauty. The speechless power it contains, you would never be able to appreciate until you feel something inside thats just inexplicable.
Its incredible how much energy each song contains yet how much calmness they infuse in you. There is no better alternative when you want to remember someone, relive some moments of the past, or just to forget everything around you, than to listen to your favorite music, earphones, loud volume, laid back in the couch or bed, eyes closed. Darkness. Total darkness. Stop. Feel.
--Goldy