More than a feeling


Since my last post, that little social interaction group I had, has become a bit more tight. In this spirit of next level of acquaintanceship, we had an evening together. It was invigorating and more than a feeling. Good food, good company complimented by pleasant climate and an endless stream of human population in the crowded streets of Old Delhi. It was a good experience given the fact that I usually shun such bondings and interactive activities.

Father was a bit unwell and was under medical supervision. He was given a green signal today to carry on with life as he usually does whilst taking certain precautionary measures. It took sometime to get things done and get him back home. I wrote this because I wanted to give a reason for my late arrival to the venue for the evening. But anyway, I was present at the scene and thus started the evening of passing smiles and random sentences. Since all the participants are food lovers and Old Delhi is known for it’s delectable street food, we, being sincerely foodie and sidelining health concerns, went on a street food spree.


In lieu of Indian Republic Day on 26th of January, Delhi Tourism has organised a food festival at the magnificent Red Fort. Various people from various states of India had on display and sale, various food items. Various states showcased their traditional art forms and specialities of their states in forms of tableaux and stage performances. It was a good atmosphere and I really enjoyed the positiveness of the moment. Lady D and Soni looking pretty as ever were making me skip a heart beat with every other smile that lingered on their lips. The Guy was, as always, in total tune with my frequencies and we had a laugh about many a thing. We have such social interactions at work too but the punch was the ambiance of the location.

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Chandni Chowk is especially known for this street called “Parathe Waali Gali” which roughly translates to “Baker Street”. Well, wtf to that. The crux of the evening was this restaurant which has a legacy almost 200 years old. The walk from Red Fort to this restaurant was long and in the overly crowded streets of Chandni Chowk, navigating your way through is an exhausting activity. The company was such and the euphoria of being with amicable humans, the walk didn’t put much strain on any muscle as such. Good, I usually avoid putting any strain on any muscle during weekends. All were chittering and the good thing about it was, none of it seemed exasperating. Given the fact that Lady D has naught capacity for bullshit, it was fun to say random stuff to her and listen to an equally random hooting from the ladies as a consequence.


And coming to the heart of the street food spree, the parathas were decadent and savoury. The restaurant was established in 1875 and has been, since then, serving various kinds of parathas in an overly small shack located inside a more overly crowded street. It’s a shack yes… don’t let that fool you. The food there is worth all the money that you’ll shell out after stuffing yourself till you choke. We, being sincerely foodie and sidelining health concerns, satiated our craving for such delicacies. The Guy suggested the “banana paratha”. Its’ roughly equivalent to a croissant stuffed, generously, with pieces of bananas and cashew and cream. It was something I have never eaten and it was delicious as fuck amongst other things. The buttermilk or, in native tongue, Lassi was as authentic as a Lassi in this part of Delhi can get. They still use the same ingredients and methods going back almost 200 years.


A traditional Indian meal ends with a dessert and we, being sincerely foodie and sidelining health concerns, honoured this tradition. Falooda is a speciality of this area of Delhi and this place is the to-go point. Oh damn the sweetness. I have never kissed a female human but I think this falooda would be sweeter than that. The walk to that place was lengthy too but again, with the company, it was jovial and jocund. The falooda called to an end, this awesome evening, that is forever laid down here with these words.

Wishing that this level of acquaintanceship only grows upwards, I sign off with a special tip of my hat to the humans of this little social interaction group. Let’s keep this spirit of new level of acquaintanceship alive and kindle it to a newer and better level.



An idiot’s gudie to socialism


Hello everyone :). Well, since my last post, I have got 10 more follows. Behold the fields in which I grow my fucks, lay thine eyes upon it and thou shalt see it is barren (I like you guys even if I haven’t met you, you are awesome… thats my way of saying thank you 🙂 ). Anyways, today we will learn how to socialize and analyze an Allwinner A23 tablet.

That girl I really like… she says I should go out and socialize. I thought I should give it a try. So this Sunday, I FORTUITOUSLY, get out of my room and see a random guy coming downstairs from the room above. He has a cycle… lets try him.

Me: “Hey… hi. You live upstairs. Did you just move in?”

Him: “yea… you live downstairs?”

Me: *thinking to myself* obviously you moron. “Cool… do you mind if I hangout with you guys? I’m kinda new here and don’t have much friends and all…”

Him: *thinking to himself* what kind of a moron is he? “Oh yea! that’d be cool!”

So… I socialized! We hung out for a while, had a fag or two and then dinner. He is quite cool. He is a mechanical engineer and I have no idea how I know that he has been into 2 relationships.

So this new tablet I got at work. It runs on an Allwinner A23 SoC and Allwinner boasts that it is the most efficient SoC ever built for a tablet device. And their claim ain’t faulty. In the “quick boot mode”, it takes less than 3 seconds for the tablet to boot. The “high speed mode” is blissfully fast but the problem is, the tablet is not recognized by ADB.

Luckily, the vendor managed to, somehow, install Debian LXDE into the NAND partition and we can select to boot Debian in the “Backup and reset” option under Android settings. Thats 1337! I wish I could do that but since I cannot right now, we will try and see what all drivers and libs Debian loads. We will then hack the drivers (next post probably) and have a powerful fully dual booting tablet at our disposal.

Booting the tablet into Debian, the first hurdle: touchscreen doesn’t work. The USB OTG works and I’m able to interface a mouse and a keyboard. So I have a complete desktop system with a 7″ screen, MALI-400 GPU and a 1.8 GHz dual core SoC.

Me: “So what you do?”

Him: “I’m a mechanical engineer. I work in aviations.”

Me: *thinking to myself* another fucking engineer. “Cool… I’m a R&D Engineer. How long have you been in Mumbai?”

Him: *thinking to himself* another fucking engineer. “Two and a half months approx.”

… *Some more random talk.*

Lesson/analysis 1: You just talk random shit to people. If someone is very chirpy and enthusiastic to present their perspective of things, clearly the person has had a social life and knows how to put their point across.

Lesson/analysis 2: Talking random shit is not hard. Well, its not easy either. There is this destitute homeless woman who walks the street just outside our quarters. The way she is living is not logical. I don’t really need to prove how its not logical but the guy had to prove why it is logical.

Me: “Why would someone live like that?! Its not logical!”

Him: “Whats not logical in it?”

Me: “She doesn’t have any plans. She doesn’t know what she will wake up to tomorrow. If you live linearly, you’ll always know whats gonna happen tomorrow!”

Him: *thinking to himself* This guy is so full of himself… dumb fuck. “but thats the point! she doesn’t know whats gonna happen tomorrow and therefore she is happy! She lives in the moment and doesn’t have any sense of right or wrong.”

Me: *thinking to myself* what kind of a dumb fuck would think this way? “Is that so? You can do that?”

Him: “yea obviously!” *you dumb fuck*.

What I meant to say was, if you have 2 hands, 2 legs, a brain and all of them working properly, you are not allowed to be… beggarly. If you have nothing to wake up to every morning, if you have nothing to drive you everyday, whats the point of living?

So opening up the terminal and firing a few of my default favorites:

root@debian:/# lsmod
Module            Size            Used by
sunxi_keyboard    2753              0
mali            159916              0
lcd               6964              0
disp           1046693              3 mali, lcd
nand            245773              2

Cool, Debian uses the “sunxi_keyboard” driver for OTG support. It doesn’t load a touchscreen driver. Although it ships with 2 pre-compiled modules (FT5x and GSLX680), the drivers are not loaded on boot (even after mod’ing /etc/modules). Conclusion, the touchscreen is NOT a Focal Tech or GSLX. Next wi-fi.

bash: lshw: command not found
bash: lspci: command not found

Fuck! But reading /var/log/messages, Linux does configure RTL8723BS wi-fi driver. `lsmod’ does not show it though. So lets mod /etc/modules… bingo! The driver loaded! But I need wi-fi tools (iwconfig and family). Since I cannot chroot into the tablet I’m at losfer words!

Lets see what else… reading /var/log/messages more closely, this is Debian Linaro 14.x or something (Linux Debian kernel 3.4.39). I even got the u-boot.

Me: “well yeah, you are not immature but there is some adolescence in you.”

Him: “I’m adolescent?! Tell me more!” *dude, you are the first shit who said that.*

Well… the guy rides to work on his cycle. I’m thinking of doing the same… its the best option. No fuel and traveling expenditure. But if the first thing that came to your mind was “I’m saving the environment by using a bicycle!” you are NOT immature, you are adolescent! Immaturity would have been like when one does not know how to listen to others.

Lesson/analysis 3: act normal. The person you are talking is another human being. Just like you are. They go to work, they have ideologies and principles that are NOT in sync with yours, they have had their share of troubles and you are not the only fuck in the world who has suffered!

Lesson/analysis 4: after reading this… don’t try and make an opinion of anyone. Its an exercise in vain. Your perception of a person maybe totally wrong or maybe so correct that it may hurt you and/or the person. Or even the person may not be at all what you analyzed. That would suck cuz then you’d have to question your ability of analysis!

I have written 1051 words. Fuck… that too on how to socialize. Geez…

May the force be with you,