Apple has released its latest firmware for iPod & iPhone and is priced at $4.95 for poor iPod touch users and free of cost for iPhone users. I have always hated apple’s bias for iPhone, so here comes a post to update iPod touch to genuine 3.1 firmware for free. I have discovered the steps myself, and it works perfectly well!
- Update your iPod to a pirated copy of 3.0 software update as shown here.
- Once updated, connect your iPod to PC and open iTunes. There it will prompt that a new firmware update is available. If it doesn’t prompt, click on, “Check for Update”.
- Once prompted, update it to the latest version. Since you were having 3.0 as the last firmware, it won’t ask for any money. So, it will start downloading the new update and will eventually update your iPod with genuine 3.1 firmware for free.
And Mr. Jobs thought only he is smart (by charging iPod users for genuine firmware).
Cheers, comments invited.
Right now I am in bus from Quebec (city) to Montreal, so I have a lot of time to compose.
Let me start from beginning. I woke up early in the morning yesterday, and in a few minutes after I was ready, Lylia came. She is a Russian and was very nice to talk to. She is doing chemical engg at dalhusie (2nd year). It took 45 minutes to reach airport. At airport they confiscated my deodrant.
On reaching Montreal, I wasn’t sure which way to go. I took a bus for the downtown. There were very few people in the bus. Suddenly, a lady on right window seat asked me, is it ur first time? This is how our conversation started, and we chatted for the rest of the journey. She had that definite french accent and gesture, with s pronounced as z. I was taken back when she said on 4th July fireworks, “ya, americans r crazy about it, my Girlfriend in Seattle is so much excited to see it today”. She was born and brought up in montreal, and came to see an old friend after 5 years.
I took a metro to Mont Royal and arrived at my hostel easily. The guy at hostel is very cool. The first thing he asked me was, “u found this door open?”, “yes” I replied. “Funny?! Eh!”, he said. I took a short nap coz I slept for just 2 hours the last night. I woke up, and left for Biodome.
I walked for around 40 mins to reach Biodome. Its a very huge thing. I took a pic of it from aeroplane and thought my cam zoom is so awesome. But, when I reached here, I realised, no the place is tooooo huge. In the periphery, there is insectarium, observatory and olympic stadium (where I clicked a swimmer practising). The most interesting thing in biodome were penguins. They are just too much agile. They would plung into water, go deep, swim fast and come out of water like dolphins. They will keep repeating this process very quickly. And they r smaller than I thought. There I clicked some beautiful pics of flora and fauna. I also took ticket for observatory, which takes u to the montreal tower. It was a good experience. And my Dalhousie student card helped me save a few dollars on tickets.
I went to downtown on metro. Montreal is hosting the International Jazz Festival this year. In my 9 weeks I didn’t see so many people as I saw here. It was very crowded, and the performances were cool. It was not just Jazz. Somewhere body art was done, a few dancers were there, and I was lucky to find a female acrobat performIng on a high rope. I bought a pen there for raju mama, which I later realized had a childish led lit feature. I literally lost sense of directions after exiting jazz festival, and chanced upon an Indian restaurant.
There was a female Indian waiter in the restaurant (who seemed to have a get up of an Indian sex worker). She came and started speaking french to me. Its incredible, u go to an Indian restaurant, and u r greeted in french. She also said, “should I help u with the menu?” I said no, I know what these things mean. I ordered just a chicken biryani, to which she said, “only a chicken biryani?!!!”. The prices were out of the world. Its not a bad idea to start a chain of Indian restaurants in Canada, the demand is good here.
I came back to the hostel and slept early. These days I am leading a life of a true musafir, with limited iPod charge, limited cam memory and limited information. Everything but money is limited
. iPod touch is a perfect travel companion with music, movies, games and wifi features.
Today I woke up at 8 and left hostel at around 9:30. I knew the location of bus stop on map, but the map doesn’t have info on a lot of smaller streets. I was again lost, and went to St Lawrent street. There were loads of XXX shops, brothels and strip clubs. I thought of taking pics of the shops. I took the camera out, and was focusing on the shops. I took 3 pics and suddenly found a girl in front of me. She didn’t say me anything, just gave gestures to come with her. I didn’t say anything. She again said in gestures/indications, “ok, u wil miss great thing, come with me!!”. I immediately turned and left for another street. I couldn’t believe, it was 10 in the morning, most of the people wouldn’t even were awake. I was alone in the street. Let me tell u frankly, for one moment I thought of checking out what happens inside, no one would ever know about that, but in the next moment I came back to senses.
I asked a person for the bus terminal and reached there at 10:10. I bought the ticket, and packed my lunch. The bus was at 11. There were a lot of people going to Quebec, one bus wasn’t enough to carry all. So, another bus came. I was one of the first ones to enter the second bus, so got a window seat. In a few minutes a girl came and asked, “can I sit here?” I said, sure. Her name was Christina, and was a native of Canada. She had a book in her hand named “Life of Pi” which is a book on an Indian boy. What can be more exciting to her, she is reading a booker winning novel on an Indian boy, and an Indian is sitting just besides her. She knew a lot about India (Canadians r rarely good at this) and she was eager to know more. She said she will visit India once. I played good Indian classical music on my iPod, and she enjoyed a lot (when I played Ravi Shankar, I was amazed when she asked, “is this sitar?”)
Quebec city is 3 hours from Montreal on bus. We arrived at downtown Quebec. Christina had to catch another bus. I left for my expedition to the Royal Quebec City. Quebec city is one of the oldest cities in Canada. Here in Canada the cities are quite young, like Dartmouth, just besides Halifax is just 2 years old. I have been there, and was amazed to see so much development in just 2 years. Quebec city is the capital of Quebec, but its not the biggest city in Quebec (montreal is the biggest one). Its an extremely beautiful city. Its like the city of Jaipur with royal architectures, Chateau and Gothic structures in this case. Lots of people come to visit it, that too in summers. The place is full of street performers and a lot many appreciators. I saw performances, which I earlier used to watch on youtube. They were just incredible, but unfortunately in french. I took a lot of pics, but very few pics of myself. Quebec’s beauty can’t be described in words. Just come here someday and appreciate it.
After arriving Montreal, I shall take my dinner, most likely pizza, which is readily available, revise my schedule for tomorrow and go to sleep.
Yesterday night was a different experience. The chief protagonist of the incident is the typical door locking mechanism in Eliza Ritchie Hall at the Dalhousie University, Halifax, Canada. The mechanism is, if you want to lock your room from outside, you have to rotate a knob while you are in, & if you want to keep it open, you have to rotate it further and eject the knob. In this mechanism, there is no possibility that you can lock yourself inside the room. Once the door is locked, it can be opened from outside using keys, if the door was in the locked position & can be opened without keys if the door was in open position. Now, if you miss your keys inside, and forgot to switch the knob to open position, a great trouble awaits you.
A similar trouble awaited one of the girls in Eliza Ritchie Hall. It was 12:15 in the night. I went to kitchen to see if there is anything left in the fridge. When I came out, I saw an anxious girl moving in the corridoor. She was wearing a funny dress. I can’t explain it, but trust me, it was funny. She came to me and said, “I have locked myself out of my room”. I knew exactly what could have happened, but remained quite to hear her, as it reduced some stress from her helpless face. I said, “What are you going to do now?” She didn’t know what she would do. Even if I put myself at that place, I could do nothing. It was raining outside, and she was wearing a funny dress. I didn’t know anyone else in the hall, because its almost vacant as summer school haven’t started yet. Neither she knew anyone. On the top of it, we didn’t have any communication device like phone or internet (my user ID is to be issued in a few days). What can she possibly do? I suggested her to pass time in the lounge watching TV. But that was a silly idea, I knew before I uttered that. Then she said, “Ok, you can have your sleep. I don’t know what to do. Good Night.”
Now, this is really painful, to pass the whole night in lounge wondering what to do once the sun rises. I couldn’t wish back a good night, as by no means she would have a good sleep (with a funny dress) in the lounge. Instead, I asked her name. She said Ora (or Oro) & she is doing a Bachelor of arts at Dalhousie University. I introduced myself & said, I am from India. She was the first person in Canada who didn’t ask to repeat my first name. She was in deep trouble & didn’t care what my name was, but she must have heard India properly.
I suggested to search the notice board, maybe we could find some useful information. We went there and found it well decorated with scraps like, “Rights and duties of Eliza Ritchies”, “Welcome to Eliza Ritchie”. At one random location, there was a scrap which had emergency contacts written on it. What do we do even if we have the contacts, we don’t have any communication device. “Wait a minute”, Ora said, “There is a coin operated phone here”. Obviously, she didn’t come out to the kitchen with coins in her hand (I doubt she haad pockets in her dress).
*The damn phone is not going to work. But, there were no alternatives. I went to my room and checked if I had sufficient coins. I came back, we found out that there was just one combination to make 25cents (2X10 + 1X5), which meant she can call just one number. There were five categories on the scrap, Tiger Patrol, Emergency, Casino Taxi, Yellow Cab and Distress Line. Which number was the best bet? There was one number common in Tiger Patrol and Emergency. I said, “This is the safest bet, try this”.
She was pretty scared to use the machine as she may loose my money for nothing. I went to the machine, followed the instructions, inserted the coins and dialled 902-494-6400. Damn, the machine didn’t work. We didn’t have anything left to try once again. I was left with no option other than shaking and pressing some random keys on the device till I pressed a big cylindrical key marked with a dollar sign. We heard coins dropping into something. I searched for an outlet and found one. There weren’t 3 coins, instead there were 4. Two 10 cents, one 5 cent and one 25 cent. This 25 cent coin was not mine and must have come out due to someone else’s unsuccessful attempt.
“Lets try one more time”. I inserted the 25 cent coin and followed the instructions again. It worked! It worked this time!! I said, “You have just one minute to explain. Go ahead.” She explained the incident to the Tiger Patrol/Emergency. They told that they will be arriving in a few minutes. She gave me a lot of thanks and started waiting for the rescue people to arrive. I went to my room thinking they may take a lot of time to arrive.
It was hardly a minute, I heard footsteps of two people walking across the corridoor. I don’t know how they travel, but that was really quick. This made me realize, even on an alien land, somebody is there to rescue when you are in deep shit.
They had a master key. They opened Ora’s room and returned. I went to Ora’s room to double check if her room was successfully opened. Yes, it was. And her room was much more arranged and neat & clean than mine. Also, her internet user ID was created. While I was leaving, she summarized the whole event into just one sentence. “You are a life saviour.” It felt great to be a messiah to some one.
This incident had two good things for me. Firstly, she will talk to everyone and say, “An Indian helped me out”. And secondly, till my internet user ID is issued, I shall use her to get access.
* This reminded me of toronto airport, where I missed my flight. I had to tell this to my professor, else he would return from the Halifax airport after searching me in the previous flight. I didn’t have coins, I didn’t know how to go about the telephone machine. I collected some coins by buying the cheapest stuff in a nearby shop. And the damn thing didn’t work. I don’t know how to time the coins, but I didn’t wish to waste some more dollars into the device. Then I went to a coin operated internet kiosk which ate two dollars for 10 minutes. That was enough time. I chatted with my friends, wrote the email to professor that I shall be arriving late, and when it was about one minute remaining, I thought why don’t I make copies and send it home and my friends as well, to remain updated. So, I pressed CTRL-C. The whole email was erased, and was replaced with just a “C”. The control key wasn’t working. The content couldn’t be undo-ed (CTRL-Z) as the control key didn’t work. The machine wished to eat more money. I poured two more dollars and things went well after that.
It’s my first normal day in Canada (~24hours). Yesterday was of 33.5 hours. It’s a different place. A different weather, different people & different language (color of buildings, color of sky and color of people).
I started configuring my laptop for internet at almost 6:30AM. Later in the afternoon, I came to know that my laptop’s mac ID was not registered. The earliest it can be registered by tomorrow morning.
The room is very quiet. I think its even quieter than the inside of lotus temple in India. I don’t know how they do it. I guess, in process of making the room thermally insulated, eventually sound insulation also happens. There is a sleek Honeywell temperature regulator in the room. The room is quite spacious with a large computer desk & chair, a sofa, a wooden almirah with sliding doors, a window and a movable bed (on wheels). But, the best thing is, it has got a mirror & a wash basin, which can give various hot & cold combinations. The water in the hottest combination is hot enough to make Horlicks. Things like a telephone and a smoke detector (for fire alarm) are also present. The room doesn’t have tubelights (and fans, obviously). Instead, it has one big lamp on the ceiling above the computer chair, four small lamps just above the mirror and one lamp in front of almirah on the ceiling.
People are very humble and helpful here. And they speak a lot. They speak the obvious. At Sheriff Hall, I checked in for my stay & I was recommended to visit Risley Hall which was unfortunately closed. Then I headed towards sexton campus. On the way, I took lunch at the Papa Mario’s. When I went there, I wondered what I should order. On the menu, I found an item, Lunch Combo 1 (Big Pizza and POP) for $5.75. Guess whats POP. POP is pepsi. Here the standard size of Pepsi bottle is 591ml. I wonder whats so special about the number 591.
I somehow found the Dean’s office but it was closed till 2PM. While waiting, I chanced upon a fortnight journal of the University, named dal rouse. There were funny news like daughter of a millionaire protesting, “Tuition fees is very low here. It should be at least twice. That way we will be the best in the country in terms of fees”, “I was in air for some time while the tornado hit. At the same time I got a message which was a facebook scrap, from my friend, saying, ‘how are you?’”, and “a turtle winning the VP elections (Turtle is a name of student party I guess)”.
While I was on the way, I saw a man in a telephone booth shouting like hell. He was saying things like “Please come home”. You could hear him even from a distance of 100 meters. I wonder how the booth withstood so many powerful blows from that fellow.
Dean’s reception was awesome. He introduced me to everybody in the office and told me, you will get a priority here. Most of them couldn’t pronounce my first name. Then we headed towards my office for the briefing of the project.
My prof (Dean) is very courteous. He opens the doors for me. He shows me the way. He opens self locking doors and waits till I get through. I don’t know how I should react to that. Sometimes I feel like holding the door and letting him pass through.
He introduced me to more faculty members. While introducing to the HOD of Industrial Engineering, at one instance he stammered saying, “He is from… ”. “India”, I completed. But, then he said, “IIT Kharagpur”. I should tell you, it felt awesome. People here know my college. HOD then replied, “We had an intern from Kanpur last year & he was brilliant”.
While moving towards my office, we passed a lot of electronically locked doors. My Prof showed his ID and they opened up. He said, “The only manual thing you will have to do is to get this card issued. Everything else is electronic”.
We arrived at my office. I remember it when he said yesterday, “I am arranging a new office for you. The current one is good, but it’s not great”. For me, even the current office was great, with a server computer and an ergonomically sound environment. Dean’s office is very spacious. The first thing you will notice there will be his two big 21” monitors sharing the same CPU. The second monitor was an extension to the first one to have an even larger desktop space.
He started briefing the project. The project was started by a Chinese girl, Xia Zhang (I guess I spell it right). She speaks less and speaks a Chinese accent. She had a strange password for the server, which unfortunately she had to share with me. There were some obvious bugs with her code. I needed to fix them apart from adding some new features. I say it obvious, because I found some common mistakes in the code as I glanced upon the project. Then my prof told me frankly, “I know it can’t keep you busy for 10 weeks. It can be completed in a month or so. Then we will work on a new project.” Let me tell you honestly, on my best days, it won’t take me more than a day to complete the job. *
After the project briefing, I needed an ID to be issued. For that various things like bank a/c & a Social Insurance Number (SIN) were required. We went straight to the Halifax Shopping Complex, the largest mall at Halifax. I remember yesterday, when I first met my prof at the airport, we went to his car. I stood besides the left seat while he came to open the door. He came, but didn’t open the lock, and just smiled. Oops! I was standing besides the driver’s seat. I forgot people here drive on the right side of the road.
We went to get the SIN. I must tell you again that people are very humble and talkative here. They greet you every time you meet them and don’t hesitate to say, “You’re welcome”, once you thank them.
My prof is very courteous and caring. Yesterday, after we left the airport at 10PM, he almost drove the whole city to find a good restaurant (open at 10:30PM). He also took me to a mall to get some food items for the rest of the week. The good thing is, he had investigated on Indian foods and bought me a lot of them. He gave me 200 dollars and said, this is for you to get started.
After my SIN was issued, we went to get an adapter to convert Indian pin design to the Canadian pin design. Once that was done, we went to a bank where we took an appointment for tomorrow. After that, we came back to the Sexton campus. My prof took her daughter, Achille (or maybe Akille) from her office and dropped me to my residence, that is, Eliza Ritchie Hall.
Halifax summer is quite different from Patna’s winter. The humidity is quite low here, and you don’t sweat here even in the air-conditioned rooms. Here the wind speed is quite high at any time of the day. A few months back, the place was hit with a tornado, and the officials alarmed the students with SMS meassages ahead of the event took place (nice use of technology). While I was moving to Sexton campus, I had to regularly wipe off my eyes, as it was constantly flooded with tears due to high wind speed. Even when you have the sunshine, you can’t feel a lot of heat due to the high speed winds.
Halifax is a home away from home. It’s a beautiful place. It’s not a place as big as Delhi, but here every square meter is planned. You get a very sound sleep, maybe because of the pin drop silence & the perfect room temperature (thanks to Honeywell). Jean Merritt, my prof’s secretary speaks very fast. She is a natural citizen & was happy to share her childhood experience in Canada. The thrilling sight of a person riding a steamer into the Atlantic, while I was moving towards the Sexton campus, gave me a good rush of adrenaline. People speak differently, but are helpful. The temperature is low (10-15 ᵒC), but the room, as well as the hall is centrally air conditioned. The bad thing here is you have to use napkins. But, the good thing is, you have a wash basin in your room.
* That was an exaggeration when I wrote the blog. The project couldn’t be completed in so less time.
I started applying yesterday evening for summer internships in foreign universities. Among 7 rejection letters, this one was the best that arrived within 2 hours of mailing…
Dear Ujjwal Kumar
First, I would like to thank you for your most interesting application for a Summer Internship. Your CV is impressive, and I am sure that you would perform extremely well. Unfortunately, this year I only have funds for two internships, and these have already been assigned. So, and even though your application is indeed most interesting, and it would surely be great working with you, the two internships I will host this year have already been filled. In 2010 I will again be offering summer internships. Should you or some of your friends / colleagues at IIT still be interested in a summer internship in 2010, I will then be most willing to consider your applications next year.
I wish you the best for the second semester, and I hope that you find a summer internship for this summer.
Best Regards
XXX
I don’t know why kubuntu/ubuntu has made it so difficult to configure network running with a proxy server.. When it happened on my pc, I thought, I must have mistaken somewhere during the installation.. but, the same thing happens in my friends’ computers too.. so, its nothing more than a bug, and this post will be very useful for those who don’t want to waste 6 hours at a stretch to figure out the correct network configuration..
The gui network doesn’t work, I don’t know why.. so, we shall be using the console way..
- cd /etc/network/
- sudo kate interfaces .. note that, kate is the text editor in KDE.. if u don’t have kate installed, use any other text editor like gedit..
- provide ur password..
- add the following lines of code in ‘interfaces’
auto lo
iface lo inet loopback
iface eth0 inet static
address 10.111.4.114
netmask 255.255.255.0
gateway 10.111.4.2
auto eth0
Note that the first 2 lines r for the local addresses.. and, initially, as with me, u will find only the first two lines.. add the next 4 lines, with ur IP in address, subnet mask in netmast and default gateway in gateway..
by now, u r almost half way done.. only the nameservers need to be configured…
now, check out ur network status by going to /etc/init.d
code: cd /etc/init.d/
now start the networking service with the super user privileges:
sudo ./networking start
u will get an error message like, can’t find resolv.conf .. it is the configuration file which stores ur nameserver settings.. if u don’t get any error messages, u can check if ur network is working by pinging to some address like :
ping 10.111.4.60
if u get replies, ur network has been configured, else, u will have to add the nameserver settings in resolv.conf (if u earlier got a message like resolv.conf not found..).. the procedure for this is:
cd /etc
sudo kate resolv.conf
now, add any no. of nameservers in the following format:
nameserver 144.16.192.2
nameserver 144.16.192.55
All the configuration finished, u now have to start the networking service by going to /etc/init.d/
code: cd /etc/init.d/
sudo ./networking start
Finally, u can check ur network by pinging to any IP .. Congrats!!
If u have proxy servers, u can configure them in console by setting the $http_proxy environmental variable..
code: export http_proxy = http://144.16.192.245:8080
where 144.16.192.245 is the host and 8080 is the port ..
Its really a very difficult job to install your webcam especially when its not officially provided by the kernel itself..
This tutorial is all about installing webcam drivers that do not get installed automatically on plugging the webcam.. if the driver gets installed automatically, then its ur day, else u may have to struggle for days to find a suitable driver..
To begin with, u must get the gspca module installed with ur kernel.. Its reported that from Ubuntu Hardy (8.04), gspca driver is installed in the kernel by default.. else, u can follow a tutorial here .. the original gspca module can be found here .. to check if ur gspca is installed correcly or not, install a package called ekiga with the synaptic package manager (or apt-get).. in that, u can find ur cam working after going/skipping the registration process.. but, at this stage, u may not be able to use cam at other places like skype or kopete..
to check, u can also check “dmesg” in console to see if the cam is detected after the cam is plugged..
again for some this process works, but if u r as unlucky as me, it wont work for u.. so, u will have to follow some additional steps:
- install easycam2 .. a very good tutorial can be found here ..
- open easycam and u will see that it has started downloading the correct driver.. good for u.. make sure the cam was plugged in while the driver gets downloaded and installed..
- after the driver is installed, plug out the cam, and restart the computer.. make sure that the cam is not connected while the computer boots up..
- once the bootup is complete, install a cam viewing software like cheese (very easy through synaptic package manager) .. this step could have been done earlier..
- plug in the cam.. u will find that cheese opens up automatically, and u can see ur pic..
But, the bad thing is, u may not see the cam working again after a reboot (which is the case with me)
.. as, with every boot, default cam modules are loaded and easycam drivers are not loaded (I think so).. there is a trick for that.. u can plug out ur cam every time u shut down ur machine.. and plugin only after the computer is booted completely, in which, the easy cam drivers get a preference
What if u have booted up, and don’t want to restart the computer to see the cam working.. there is a trick to make the cam working without a reboot!! the trick is to restart the gspca modules, so that the easycam drivers are picked up by the cam
..
To restart the cam modules, follow these steps:
- sudo modprobe -r zc0301
- sudo modprobe -r gspca
- sudo modprobe gspca
The first 2 steps are to stop the modules: zc0301 and gspca.. and the last one is to start the gspca module
Do post comment if that solves ur problem .. or even adds to ur problem
.. it took me 6 days to figure this thing out in ubuntu hardy
Unresponsive process management is a common problem for windows users switching to linux, as here there is nothing like ctrl+alt+delete..
But, there are other cool things you can do in linux, which is otherwise not possible in windows. Analogous to windows’ “end process”, in linux, we have “kill process”..
To Kill a process, u can simply open console, and type
kill <pid>
where pid is the process ID.. to get the process ID list of all processes, type
ps ax
in the console..
This command gives u the list of all the processes, which may be very long, and fill up the whole screen.. but, if u wish to know the pid of a specific process, use a filter called grep to filter the output from “ps ax”
code: ps ax | grep skype
where skype is the process of which u want to know the procees id (pid) ..
once u get the pid, type
kill 84001
where 84001 is the process id of the process.. u can check by doing “ps ax | grep skype” again to check if the process is killed.. in some cases, if the program is unresponsive, and doesn’t get killed.. in such a case, u can use a parameter called -9 to terminate the program..
code: kill -9 84001
still, there can be a situation, when the entire o/s gets unresponsive, and u don’t get an option to even open the console.. in that case, switch to the text only console mode by pressing:
ctrl + alt +F2
There kill the unresponsive programs using kill <pid> or kill -9 <pid> and then switch back to the desktop environment by pressing:
ctrl + alt + F7
there can be one more situation, in which, u don’t know which process has got unresponsive, and the whole o/s gets unstable.. in that case, save ur work and force logout by pressing:
ctrl + alt + backspace
note that, in case of forcing logout, u may loose ur work.. so, save all ur important data and sessions..
Thats All!!!
*This procedure is tested on debian based ubuntu hardy, gutsy and intrepid…
We can create worlds out of CAD.. Even the GOD does so.. I wonder if there is SOMEBODY who has a VERY DYNAMIC SOFTWARE with perfect blends, textures and curves.. & we r all programmed by him involoving matrix multiplications, complex calculations & a lot more things which only HE understands..
The part of HIS program which we understand, we call it SCIENCE..
& the one which is beyond the scope of SCIENCE, it is called RELIGION..
MAN=(UNDERSTOOD PROGRAM)?GOD:MAN;
A common feedback from most of my friends was,’ you do not write readable blogs’.. This one is a readable post, but I am afraid, not the easiest one to understand..
History of the whole world has been the history of a few hundred people who had faith in themselves..
Things that I thought impossible were only a bit more difficult than the possible ones..
For me, technology is not a bottleneck, but innovation is..
Human Brain is a technology that was developed by God long ago.. Look, first he released a beta version, then release candidates (rc’s) and then finally a full version of Human Brain, completely free to all humans, compatibility issues with other species..
Human beings can never create an intelligence matching their own, for simply the reason that, men can never equal the technology that god has polished over time..
Human Brain has got immense capabilities, something beyond the imagination of Human Brain itself.. I have played symphonies of Beethoven, given finest of speeches, created the best of compositions in dreams, waking up just to wonder how could it be me? Not the person in the dream, but the one who fabricated it.. It is true that many of my innovations were seeded in dreams.. It is also true that I have fixed lots of bugs in dreams.. All forms of training involve nothing but the training of the Brain..
A thought that struck my mind all of a sudden in the NCC camp, puzzles me still now.. Our body is something over which, definitely, we have got all the rights.. Still, we can control only some of its actions.. A boy gets a moustache at 15, his body produces the necessary hormones, its his Brain that stimulates the pituitary.. Why can’t he reverse it, if he doesn’t need a moustache? Its really weird to talk about, but, if a person can control his Brain, he can very well change the body characteristics, the genes itself, and thereby all his character traits.. In other words, he won’t be any different from, what we call, a Superman….
The greatest genius of modern times is Einstein, and is known to use only 5% of his Brain.. It were the ancient Indians who could use it to the fullest..
God had always feared his own downfall.. Look at His Plan, he gradually commented out the method in Human Brain to control itself in successive versions .. Still, some pirated copies of the original version are left
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For me, when it comes to innovation, I keep quiet, persuade my Brain (His technology), requesting it to deliver something..
Human Brain is obviously, a complex piece of code..