Womanly chats have their own charm.

It has been just three days in the technical training and I am beginning to realize one thing. Let me put it like this:

I am now surrounded by men in the company from 10-5pm. And their talks are completely different from that of women. They talk of business, they talk of politics, they talk of taking the sales order from Chennai, and they talk of the fast-unto-death strike taken by “baba Ramdev”, they talk of ChandraGupta Maurya, they talk of buying this property, buying that share, and the chats go endless.

They discuss of their children’s admission in different colleges and I swear their conversations depict that they are intelligent, sensible and practical-minded.

But amidst all these intelligent discussions, I am missing the womanly gossips! These gossips have their own charm. They talk of “Akshara”, they talk of “pavitra rishta”, they talk of “ram kapoor”, and they talk enthusiastically about “ratan ka rishta”…..!!!!!!!!!     They would back bite about Mrs. Sharma or Mrs. Verma or Mrs. XYZ and would give a complete one hour lecture on what Mrs. Sharma or Mrs. Verma or Mrs. XYZ should do and don’t do, once given an opportunity. They love shopping and can often be find complaining that their “kaam wali bais” did not turn up today. Yes, nobody can beat them in arguing with the “sabjiwala”.!! They feel on the top of the world if they buy tomatoes for Rs.5/kg when the vendor describes the rates to be Rs.10/kg.!!  

So you see! It doesn’t matter how insensible and irrelevant are the womanly talks, they have their own charm. Importance of a thing is realized only when you have to live without it… !!!

The greatest quote ever...

Whenever I am tired or whenever I feel discouraged, I recite these few lines-

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep......

Simply encouraging.!

My Dream Friend...

I dream of a friend very very dear

Girl or boy, far or near

Full of love without any tear

Brave and courageous, devoid of fear

I dream of a friend closest to my heart

A part of my family chart

Always ready for a good start

We both be each other’s cart…

I dream of a friend with whom I can share

All my thoughts- dirty or fare

With whom I can fight- yes I dare!

Still we are full of love and care.

I dream of a friend

Who I can disturb even late in the night

Acting like a candle and showing all the light

Guiding each other in life’s left and right

Building a bonding very very tight.

It may happen-

Our likings may differ

Different things we may prefer

But we will help each other

Lest we should suffer

Acting like each other’s buffer.

I know such friends are hard to find

In this world of cruel and kind

Where people play with their mind

And have their own axes to grind.

But I am being optimistic

Side by side realistic

That day would be fantastic

When I will find my idealistic….

The Discrete Fourier Transform of life...

The other day I was sitting all alone in my room, with a book of DSP in my hand. The topic was Discrete Fourier Transform. Studying about the DFT of signals, a thought suddenly stroke my mind and I was lost thinking about it. Our life is similar to the process of DFT.!

DFT begins with the sampling of Fourier transform of a discrete signal. That discrete signal is obtained by slowly gathering the signals at certain quantized point of time. Life also portrays itself in a similar manner. But the process of DFT begins when we reach in our later stages. We spend most of our time developing the discrete signal   x[n]. Since the day we are born, we meet several people- some good, some bad, some friendly, some deceitful, some lovable, some adorable, some trustworthy, and so on… The list is perhaps endless. We select a handful of people. They become few samples of our signal x[n]. As time passes, we lose contacts with some of them. Or sometimes we learn by ourselves that they are the ones whom I need and they are the ones who need me; they are the ones whom I like and they are the ones who like me. And the other times our experience tells whom should we pick up.  The discrete signal loses some samples and adds some. This process of sampling may proceed slowly or with the Nyquist rate. Gradually we build x[n] completely. We are now with that group of wonderful people whom we admire the most. Our life revolves around them. They are our centre.

Now because they are our centre of life, we work for them and live for them. The curve stretches and we enclose ourselves in the 0 to +2pi (time can’t be –ve in real life.! ) Fourier transform of that discrete signal.

But as we move towards the later, later, and later stages of life, this curve breaks!  We now chose people from this list of favorites. We chose window functions (of course Hanning will be the best) to truncate the list. The list is modified and we are left with the Discrete Fourier Transform of life!