Sins of Fathers

*Following signal was received today, estimated to be some 100 years old.*

Signal: SOS-9845-β. Encoding: Morse 109.3.4

Day 234, 1056 another ‘morning’ and Solaris our artificial sun (a complex array of lenses set by the 2^nd Council to mimic the sun) shines above us in the gloomy Sector-6 of the Infermum Terra.
Let me begin by giving you a brief description of Infermum Terra (Hell Earth as coined by Mark-1 of the First Council.)
After the great nuclear holocaust of 3052 A.D. which wiped nearly the entire biosphere- the ambition of few surface dwellers became the burden of the new subterranean. As the dwellers corrupted the God Particle (Higgs Boson), the Old Gods showed their wrath. The scientists then were trying to find a new sustainable source of energy and the scientists now are trying to sustain.
The new ‘Hell Earth’ is… well hell. The surface now is barren. If the much fabled satellites could exist, they would say that the terra looks like Mars, rusty and devoid of life. Nothing green ever grew or can grow, the yellow death star kills all with its merciless radiations yet we somehow harness it to grow ambrosia-ic fruits and vegetables (given off as prizes in the Coliseum). Vestiges of the mighty towers and dry rock are all that’s left. Only cockroaches roam the Earth. Records mock the mighty creatures by describing them as being a few centimeters long. Ha!
We Hypo Sapiens live in pressurized dome shaped chambers in the ill-planed city. There is a central library- which harbors the records of the Old and words of the Wise, the Council and also the school. There are small cultivation centers, a defense base but the major part of the sector is covered by the great generator and the Coliseum. The great generators are the lungs of each sector. They regulate the flow of oxygen, electricity and control Solaris.
The coliseum is the main center of sadistic pleasure- the only type available. The new sky is made of territe, an alloy which is highly lustrous, malleable, and impenetrable evens for cockroaches but at the same time over exploited to rarity.

The Hypo Sapiens is a mere shadow of the mighty Homo sapiens who ruled the surface. The hypo sapiens are weaker (due to unavailability of calcium and vitamin D), smaller and subordinate in every cognitive sense. Our bodies are merely 4ft now and have grown bony with longer hairy appendages. The skin has turned pale and hair grey. Our eyes can no longer bear light and we wear special filtered goggles. The world is no longer multicolored but a mundane shade of blue and red. We are a rather glum lot possibly because of lack of serotonin, a mood regulating hormone. The only improvement as such was our refined sense of hearing. It’s Evolution, in a sense.
The sexes can no longer be told apart and hence our names carry a symbol of our gender. The beautiful flora and fauna is now extinct. Tigers and elephants exist as folk lore; the only fauna left are snakes and insects and flora in form of fungi. The major sources of nutrition are now ARE these ugly creatures. The power of speech is almost lost. The common language is spoken telepathically, modulated-demodulated via special earphones (invented by Jacob Bell of the 5^th Council). The child- as a couple was allowed only one (to keep in sync with the supply and demand of resources) - had a bright future if it got into cultivation – cool water, serenity and respect. Else it was the post of generator engineering- muck, oil and 12 hours of toil, or worse- a gladiator. The Terra has not seen a renaissance of the social sciences in ages; there are no painters, poets or funnymen. The only joke is on us as the Council says. Every Thursday the Dic-tator plays that torturous noise called rock music, a stern reminder of his authority.

Sector-6 is also one of the major hotspots for the cockroach attacks. They cannot be killed as such and are just warded off by the special aerosol created from the rotting carcasses from the Coliseum or sometimes with the help of ‘volunteers’ (the brave who protect our greens.)
The volunteers were, what the Wise called zombies- the lot so exposed to radiation over time that their cognition was beyond repair and conscience, dead. They were the puppets in the hands of the Dictator.

The major problem is sanitation. Earlier they used to flush the wastes underground, but now we dump it up there. There still are inter-sector wars. What evolution couldn’t teach us is harmony. And the dogs of war are always on the edge pushing on to break free, usually hungry (literally!).

We still use the same old technological setup as set by the earlier councils. We are too dumb for innovation or perhaps too nihilistic. The only morbid sense of pleasure is drawn from the Coliseum where we watch our own kin kill each other in metal suits.

We had lost contact with our colony on T-1764 centuries back after the great radiation storm of 73 and no contact could be established ever since. We do wonder whether the humans there would be like us or not, would they be happy to have left us to our fate or whether they evolved to fit the model of future humans as the Old dreamed of, because we didn’t.
Whose fault was it? Well, man is the architect of his own fate. As for us we are no more alive but not dead yet. We may soon be dead but every day we wake with a dream of rescue by our colonial kin. That’s why we live on, for a better future as we send this signal every day.

So if any form of life out there gets this message please help us! We are on the verge of extinction…

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………………………….***MESSAGE INCOMLPLETE***……………………………..

This was my submission for the 'science fiction' writing category.

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LINE OF DISTINCTION OR LINE OF SYMMETRY?

*This is a piece written by a friend of mine, Shehzad Hathi. Hope you like it!

The narrow line of distinction between men and women has widened immensely over some periods of history. In the ‘Chaos Theory’, this may be described as the ‘Butterfly Effect’, where a little error transforms into a huge one, owing to further calculations performed with that error. A very striking instance of this fissure is the patriarchal society.

‘So dark the con of man’- the anagram of Madonna of the Rocks would have incited the ‘The Da Vinci Code’ readers (especially the feminists). Although there have been rebellions against the unjust society, people have wondered: did women ever have a Renaissance?

Now I have a question that few would have pondered upon. Do you
seriously think that due to patriarchy, only women have suffered? Why do you think men are always found at higher risk of a heart attack on an average? Why are stricter punishments awarded to boys than girls at school? Why the hell should soldiers who fight on fronts be mostly men when we have heard stories about fierce Amazons in the past? The answer to all these questions and many more is patriarchy. Therefore, every man must loathe patriarchy as much as a woman does.


By talking about all this stuff, don’t think I am downplaying the evils of patriarchy that have tormented women over generations. What I am suggesting is that equilibrium is beneficial to both parties. Therefore, I must warn all men and women to stay away from male and female chauvinistic ideas. Those who find female chauvinism an alien concept must remove some seaweed from their brains and get updated.

A question that intrigues me is that why are so many feminists bestowed with an inferiority complex. While they must report crimes meted out against women, they must also encourage women to emulate epitomes and that, is not actually happening. For example, I know people (women, I mean) who don’t know anything about (and don’t actually care) Indra Nooyi, Chanda Kochar or Hillary Clinton. While this is pardonable, what is not pardonable is that they do not think that women can be like those mentioned above because they have hardly ever known women like those in their lives. So while it is quite easy for us to discuss stuff like women should fight for their rights, we may not realize that there are people who don’t know a thing about their rights. Therefore, if you are going to fill their minds with pessimistic junk like human rights abuse and so many women falling prey to those abuses, you are just cementing their age-old myths. Let us consider an analogy. A slave in Virginia is told every day that s/he is enslaved. Slavery is a gruesome inhumane crime! But it is like hammering on cold iron. Instead if s/he is shown that other slaves are fleeing to Ohio, your job is done.

The idea is that self-realization and self-motivation is what we want. You know what, making special laws for women rights violation is also an acceptance of the yoke of patriarchy. Why not just consolidate human rights laws because then we are treating the two sexes as equal. While the need of the hour is to provide special laws for protection of women rights, in the long term, every feminist must seek to curb those laws and not elaborate them. This should be considered as attainment of symmetry.

PS: The article is not obsessively optimistic. While it does not negate the plight of women, it is an antidote to pessimistic feminism.

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The Tree

Over the hill grew a mighty tree,
Seeded by the Gods themselves.
Nourished by the Mother, growing free,
taken care of by the little elves.

Its trunk was strong,
Green were its leaves, deep were its roots.
A myriad of animals doth throng,
To taste its heavenly fruits.

It sheltered creatures of a variety wide,
Even the outcasts that did flee.
Like the mischievous snake that there did hide,
Also, did the humble bee.

On an ominous day, came on metal horses, 
And claimed the forest to be theirs.
They hath used chemical forces,
And stole the golden fruits from its rightful heirs.

Greed! they took its fruits to sell,
Killed her residents there,
Wounded thy mighty Belle!
And winter doth come now, rendered Her bare.

Alas! the tree was  barren,
It bore no fruits.
Its leaves had fallen,
And withered were its roots.

It stood then like a ghost of the night,
its bark grew hollow....
suffering from blight.
nothing could bring it back, even Apollo....

The love that nourished her was lost,
Greed had taken its place...
But at what cost?
It doth rot away then, leaving no trace...

The Gods showed their spite now,
For mercy they did beg.
Many a seeds they then sow,
But the Gods doth segue.

Drought and disease took many a soul,
The city bell no longer did chime.
Men of greatness died without extol,
Tis' the dying Bard's rhyme.

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Euro Cup 2012

As the skies of Kiev were lit up with spectacular fireworks and the Olympics stadium painted in red with the Spaniards frolicking with the silver cup, it was the end of yet again the end of a memorable season of good football.

The defending champions and world‘s best thrashed the Italians 4-0 to win the biggest final in 52 years, while favourites like Villa and Puyol missing the match.  It was achieved with David Silva and Jordi Alba scoring two in the first half and two in the second, one coming from the much meme-d Fernando Torres- the recipient of the prestigious golden boot (not the one to leave a print). Safe to say Italy got served with a cherry on top

The much favoured (personally) Germany choked out in the semis yet again, after dazzling form all season and a great show in the latest edition of the world cup. With big wins like 4-2 over Greece, they succumbed to the Italian 1-2, a bitter disappointment in the hearts of fans all over.

Portugal too, with hotshot Cristiano Ronaldo was sent packing in the semis by the La Rojas themselves. A stumbling penalty shootout, with Spain winning 4-2.

The best match came from the Portuguese as they beat Denmark 2-0 with an 87^th min goal from Silvestre Varela ending Denmark’s euro dreams, exciting stuff.

The seasons set net footnotes in history as Spain became the first ever to retain the euro cup and Vincete De Bosco became the only coach to win the world cup, euro cup and the champions league.

And with the on field theatrics, suave passes and critical goals from the eminent players and Mexican waves the whole tournament was exciting enough to claim the life of an 26 year old Chinese  guy, who died trying to watch all euro cup matches for 11 continious days

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Still, this edition did justice to the world’s favourite game, leaving fans satisfied and Poland –Ukraine’s coffers a bit fuller.

                

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The Dream in Shades

I woke up in a land of Dreams,

No, not the one with a fairytale theme.

T'was a dark desolate place, where the devil doth roam,

Where on profanity, lust and greed doth men clomb.

There was no one but me shadow as a friend,

As I roamed about this emptiness - hungry, tried à wits end.

Suddenly the air chilled, sky darkened and my shadow flew,

A fiend appeared with crimson eyes and skin a deadly shade of blue.

As the monster looked me in the eyes,

I knew it was Fate in disguise.

The life I had lived flashed moments apart,

Quanta of emotions exploded in my heart.

I said - "If this be the end i don’t want thee,

The ferryman will have to leave without his fee".

I struck the beast hard never realizing His plan,

It was me that died as It was slain.

Everything was blurry as I opened my eyes,

I didn't have glasses on, I realized

I put them on to see a familiar scene,

A ransacked room and a bright LED screen.

I had dozed off playing the Game,

Stuck on some level - what a shame!

Realizing - such similar is the strife,

Call it a game, Call it Life.

                                                          ~suggest a title...

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LAN Games

Rat- Tat- Tat, Fire in the Hole!, Cover Me Team, Man Down... Kaboom!

Counter Strike

No this isn't World War II or a movie depicting a war or Chuck Norris. It’s the warfare "played' by young guns over LAN in many a forms like Counter Strike, Halo, call of duty, etc.

Except for teaching hardcore violence, profanity and all the blood n gore, these games have some pros too.

Empathy: Which path will those scumbags take next? Which path should i chose to fry them?

These are the few questions that i find myself pondering over while playing FPS games.

One of the big things about many games is you’re interacting with other people in such a way that you have to actively think about what the other people are doing or thinking in order to either play against them or play them cooperatively. Either way you've got to be engaged in trying to think of how is this person learning and what’s this person going to be doing next.

Better cognitive health: Playing video games have shown to have positive effects on cognitive health. It is no wonder why, because the majority of games require players to follow rules, one has to juggle an arsenal of guns and grenades, strategically use them, think tactically, make fast decisions and fulfill numerous objectives to win. So leaving the game room with a truck load of bodies and a higher IQ... not bad!

Teamwork: one of the great points about these LAN games is team work . We have to strategize (and often sacrifice) in order to take the other team down. Sometimes one has to take the fall for the team (that being me though).

Stress busters: well i don't think i need to elaborate this one. Putting a few animated bullets through ones digital skull can be fun.

There are also media reports about hospitals using video games to help patients undergoing chemotherapy.

Dexterity: A study of 303 laparoscopic surgeons (82 percent men; 18 percent women)  showed that surgeons who played video games requiring spatial skills and hand dexterity and then performed a drill testing these skills were significantly faster at their first attempt and across all 10 trials than the surgeons who did not the play video games first. It’s hard to believe, but not playing games could even lead to someone’s death!

Sharper imaging: Avid action video game players are found to localize a peripheral target in a field of distracting objects more accurately than non-action video game players, as well as to process a visual stream of briefly presented objects more efficiently and to track more objects at once than [non-action video game players] (provided you have corrective glasses).

Lastly, it is great for 'killing' time and bonding with friends and I never feel low if my death count is lower than kills. All I do is change my user name to "got castrated" and everybody goes ROFL when the little notification displays _____ got castrated (i.e. when  my death toll rises). 
Where is the fun with bots anyways? They can't bunny hop or crouch walk (or add fun commentary to every kill). Besides I fire some lucky shots too but the end of the day feels less stressed and definitely more fun.

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The Day

so guys, here is a weak attempt at poetry...

I met Her one "fine" day;

she said "I'm fine", but her eyes doth betray.

The blue dam held behind an ocean of tears;

Sensing her pain i asked -" What's the matter, Dear?".

But She said what seemed to be white lies;

Finally, she could not hold back...she cried.

I took her in my arms;

Promised, i'll protect her from all harms.

But she said we were not meant to be....

" it isin't you....its me".

Hence, the classic hand had been played,

I felt speechless and betrayed.

the Sun was shining down on us, oh so bright;

She began to retrace her steps, fading into the light.

As our years together flashed by.

i took a deep breath, forced a smile and said.."Goodbye".

~dedicated to all the crazy lovers and career options out there ;-) 

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Emotions

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                                 "  There are as many nights as days,
            and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course. 
             Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of  darkness, 
     and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.” 


                                                                                                                                      - Carl Jung


What are Emotions?



A Scientist would define it as: feeling states with physiological, cognitive, and behavioral components.

An Artist calls it the essence of life.

While a Stoic says blah!

This begs the question whose definition do we adhere to?

The main two emotions affecting us are pain and pleasure.

If we go by a stoic's view - who treats both with the same impassiveness - we loose our humane, we become robots - "What is there to feel than Feel itself".

Or we descend into Hedonism- maximize pleasure and enjoy life - but this makes us vulnerable, weak. In today's world, pain is an integral factor. We have to face it at every turn..so why run away from it?

Sure nobody likes to stub their foot against the chair or be at the receiving end of insults but these are real life situations.

We face them everyday so rather than running away from them we should face them.

What we need is balance, grief and happiness are both equally need. We need the sting sometimes too. It prepares us for life, its challenges and its meanders. What we need is rationality and a clear thought process. Don't let emotions take control but don't run away from them.

But our rather human self is too weak for balance and it swings like a pendulum. Equilibrium is not achieved. Science is the proof!

What to do then?

Most people respond negatively to grief - they take it out in form of alcoholism, drugs and violence- which is not only harmful for the individual but also society.

What we should do is not brood over grief or get too drunk with happiness rather remain neutral in an unfavorable situation and assesses good ones rationally with a slice of life. It a question of discipline - mind over body. As how unreal it may seem both pass away.

Sure, there are random occurrences that strongly stimulate our emotions. Then again entropy is the spice of life.

So one must be logical, be rational, be real and take it as it comes, one day at a time.




A wonderful piece by Khalil Gibran:http://www.katsandogz.com/onjoy.html

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This is as REAL as it gets...

from: http://www.smbc-comics.com

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Tesla: Engineer, Innovator, Mad-Scientist

the real inventor of modern day electricity was not Edison but this man, an eccentric bad-ass mega genius mad scientist!

First off, Nikola Tesla was insanely brilliant.  The Croatian-born engineer spoke eight languages, almost single-handedly developed technology that harnessed the power of electricity for household use, and invented things like electrical generators, FM radio, remote control, robots, spark plugs, fluorescent lights, and giant machines that shoot enormous, brain-frying lightning bolts all over the place.  He had an unyielding, steel-trap photographic memory and an insane ability to visualize even the most complex pieces of machinery – the guy did advanced calculus and physics equations in his head, memorized entire books at a time, and successfully pulled off scientific experiments that modern-day technology STILL can't replicate.  For instance, in 2007 a group of lesser geniuses at MIT got all pumped up out of their minds because they wirelessly transmitted energy a distance seven feet through the air. Nikola Tesla once lit 200 lightbulbs from a power source 26 miles away, and he did it in 1899 with a machine he built from spare parts in the middle of the desert!  To this day, nobody can really figure out how the hell he pulled that off, because two-thirds of the schematics only existed in the darkest recesses of Tesla's all-powerful brain.

Of course, much like many other eccentric giga-geniuses and diabolical masterminds, Tesla was also completely insane.  He was prone to nervous breakdowns, claimed to receive weird visions in the middle of the night, spoke to pigeons, and occasionally thought he was receiving electromagnetic signals from extraterrestrials on Mars.  He was also obsessive-compulsive and hated round objects, human hair, jewelry, and anything that wasn't divisible by thre.  Basically, Nikola Tesla was the ultimate mad scientist, which is seriously awesome.

Another thing about Tesla is that he conducted the superb experiments that generally result in hordes of angry villagers breaking down the door to your lab with torches and pitchforks.  One time, while he was working on magnetic resonance, he discovered the resonant frequency of the Earth and caused an earthquake so powerful that it almost obliterated the 5th Avenue New York building that housed his laboratory.  Stuff was flying off the walls, the drywall was breaking apart, the cops were coming after him, and Tesla had to smash his device with a sledge hammer to keep it from demolishing an entire city block.  Later, he boasted that he could have built a device powerful enough to split the Earth in two.  Nobody dared him to prove it.

Tesla also ordered the construction of the Wardenclyffe Tesla Tower, a giant building that would have housed the largest Tesla coil ever built.  The massive structure, ostensibly designed to wirelessly transmit power, has been cited as a potential cause of the mysterious 1908 Tunguska Event – a ten-megaton blast that detonated in the wastelands above central Russia that completely obliterated and deforested everything unlucky enough to be located within a several hundred mile radius.  While nothing has ever successfully proven Tesla's involvement in the huge explosion, it's pretty awesome that this guy could potentially have detonated a weapon 1,000 times more powerful than the nuclear bomb that destroyed Hiroshima, and have done it back before they'd even invented the submachine gun.

During his adventures blinding half of the world with science, Nikola Tesla harnessed the power of Niagara Falls into the first hydroelectric power plant, constructed a bath designed to cleanse the human body of germs using nothing but electricity, and created a 130-foot long bolt of lightning from one of his massive coils (a feat which to this day remains the world record for man-made lightning), but perhaps his most awesome invention was his super-secret Atomic Death Ray.  In the 1920s he claimed to be working on a tower that could potentially have spewed forth a gigantic beam of ionized particles capable of disintegrating aircraft from 200 miles away and blinking most men out of existence like in those sci fi movies.  His weapon, known as the "Teleforce Beam", allegedly shot ball lightning at 60 million volts, liquefying its targets with enough power to vaporize steel, and, while it could shoot further than 200 miles, its effectiveness beyond that range was limited only by the curvature of the Earth.  Luckily for all humans, this crazy insanity never came to fruition – most of the schematics and plans existed only in Tesla's head, and when he died of heart failure in 1943, little hard data on the project existed.  Still, J. Edgar Hoover and the FBI confiscated all his personal stuff and locked it away anyways, just to be safe.

Despite being incredibly popular during his day, now Tesla remains largely overlooked among lists of the greatest inventors and scientists of the modern era.  Thomas Edison gets all the glory for discovering the lightbulb, but it was his one-time assistant and life-long arch-nemesis, Nikola Tesla, who made the breakthroughs in alternating-current technology that allowed for people to cheaply use electricity to power appliances and lighting in their homes.  They constantly fought about whether to use alternating or direct-currents (their bitter blood feud resulted in both men being snubbed by the Nobel Prize committee), but ultimately Tesla was the one who delivered the fatal blow that ended the battle – at the 1893 World's Fair in Chicago, his AC generators illuminated the entire experience, marking the first time that an event of that magnitude had ever taken place under the glow of artificial light.  Today, all homes and applicances run on Tesla's AC current.

Nikola Tesla was one of those super-genius minds whose intellect placed him dangerously on the precipice between "great scientific mind" and "utter madness".  He held 700 patents at the time of his death, made groundbreaking discoveries in the fields of physics, robotics, steam turbine engineering, and magnetism, and once melted one of his assistants' hands by overloading it with X-rays - which isn't really scientific, but is still pretty cool.  And honestly, if there were one man on this planet who was ever capable of single-handedly destroying the entire planet through his insane scientific discoveries, it was Tesla.

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A Page in History

Wikipedia aptly defines history as: The discovery, collection, organization, and presentation of information about past events.
But the average teen thinks of it as a mere conglomeration of words made purposefully with the intention to bore an individual. Most dread the fact that they had to study it.

"To remain ignorant of things that happened before you were born is to remain a child."
                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                   CICERO

On personal note I agree to this. History is not mere words but it the footnotes from the lives of legends. people who have helped carve the life that we are living today.


We don't want to read history but we do want to be a part of it. every individual has this dream - to make a mark, to achieve something. We all sing along to Linkin Park's "Leave Out All the Rest" with this gusto.


" when my time comes, forget the wrong  that I've done, let me leave behind some...
   memories to be missed."


We want people to remember our little idiosyncrasies and do not want to be a mere note in a fat book ageing in the library.


Why will people remember us ? How do we leave a mark?
no one will like their page to go like-".....and he was a great gamer and chatter used to spend large amount of time on Facebook, lived a normal life died in a one roomed apartment in a shabby old building." 


Probably not!(i don't)
   
 Everybody has a hidden talent, something special. One must discover it, explore it and expand it.
We hear success stories of people around us. They are normal human beings too. What makes them so special?
The answer is:The Urge, The passion to excel  and do something noteworthy. we can always start making a difference by small steps, starting now- help a random stranger, plant a tree, stop somebody from smoking, etc.
Wake up everyday with a fresh thought , a new idea. an idea to change. 
and guess what by the time you are dead you may not have just secured a place in heaven but history as well.
And not just a page maybe enough material to ink a book.

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THE SIXTH SENSE TECHNOLOGY

Ever oogled the tech in the Iron-Man movie and the recent Avengers?
The amazing touch interface, J.A.R.V.I.S. 
Tony Stark's awesome workstation...








We think of all these as gimmicks...BUT ....




WATCH ON AND FIND OUT..... Epic doesn't even begin to describe it..


SIXTH SENSE
  

ABOUT THE SPEAKER:

Pranav Mistry is a PhD student in the Fluid Interfaces Group at MIT's Media Lab. Before his studies at MIT, he worked with Microsoft as a UX researcher; he's a graduate of IIT. Mistry is passionate about integrating the digital informational experience with our real-world interactions.

Some previous projects from Mistry's work at MIT includes intelligent sticky notes, Quickies, that can be searched and can send reminders; a pen that draws in 3D; and TaPuMa, a tangible public map that can act as Google of physical world. His research interests also include Gestural and Tangible Interaction, Ubiquitous Computing, AI, Machine Vision, Collective Intelligence and Robotics.

so guys! what do you think?

GENIUS has a new definition....do share this....... really amazing....

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Teleportation

Crazy? Maybe. Insanely great science? Absolutely.

Imagine a scene aboard the star ship Enterprise and suddenly a distress call is received. Captain Kirk in his usual savvy exclaims-“beam me up, Scotty.”
He then disappears into thin air. In the next frame he is standing on a distant planet.

We are all left with one thought-“AWESOME!”

Imagine never being late for anything- school, meeting, dates etc.
No more- angry girlfriend, boss or teacher. No more of the morning rushes or any traffic.

From the Himalayas to the moon no place would feel too far or unreachable. 

Life will be easy. Reach anywhere, any time- just set up a teleporter and we are done.
Movies have shown us this dream of interspatial travel. But how far-fetched is it?

In words of Sheldon Cooper from the big bang theory(sitcom):

“Personally, I would never use a transporter because the original Sheldon would have to be disintegrated in order to create a new Sheldon.”

Well scientists believe so too. It could work like a fax machine scan, transmit and print but adding a third dimension to it.
On a spiritual scale teleportation is like the cycle of life- death, transfer of the soul and then life.
It would quite interesting actually- dying and then being alive at the next moment.

But the busy scientist is working on something what is called quantum teleportation.

How is this "quantum teleportation" actually achieved?

The process relies upon something called "Quantum Entanglement," a fiendishly counter-intuitive phenomenon that Einstein described as "spukhafte Fernwirkung" or "spooky action at a distance." Basically it involves two separate particles behaving as if they were essentially one and the same, even though they are separated by a great distance. Changes to one particle will be mirrored in the other. Using this phenomenon, physicists have been able to transfer -- or in effect teleport -- the properties of one particle to another, in the case of atoms over a distance of about half a meter, in the case of photons over tens of kilometers.

But with us humans it may seem a bit far-fetched. With each human being made up of trillions upon trillions of atoms -- 10 to the power of 28 to be precise - an accurate scan and then replicating each atom in its own spin and quantum state may seem too much to handle.
Then again the pyramids were built by humans no less. Maybe we may too someday be sipping coffee on a planet called ch76419 and using the catch phrase-“Beam up.”

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Why Blogging?

Why turn to blogging at an early age? This is a question that has often arisen in my mind. I used to think its quite boring to write, let alone read the experiences of other people ( for the old dude with nothing to do... lazying on the couch ). Social forums were for the needy attention hungry drones not me. Then why am I doing this?

Why this Renaissance? 


Do I have nothing better to do ?


 Am I a drone too ?

Turns out it is a bit of both! Man has been called a social animal since the dawn of our species.
Live alone in a one room apartment for 48 hours and it will start feeling like a jail cell. Believe me! I had been imprisoned.Take away the cell phone too while you are at it.(HARSH!)
 We consider ourselves exclusive but the fact is (sadly) we are all the same. The average teen thinks the same way whether he/she is an Indian or American, Hindu or Muslim, even boy or girl (in fact belonging to any social or cultural background.) .So you probably know what is going on in my mind(um... not that exactly ;) ).

And frankly got noting better to do.Exams over. Hot and humid climate*.But wasting daylight…not me!

We all want to be heard, make our presence felt. But most fail to do so. No one is heard just by holding  a microphone, one must speak into it, inspire and be inspired. In words of the the rap artist Eminem-” you get one chance, life ain’t  no Nintendo game”.

So I am taking my shot at the game. This blog is my voice, my medium to intract with a wider audience. To learn, to be a better peron in life.

Cause ”you live only once”  (unless you are a zombie of course!).

And please do leave a comment...(even if you like the music!)
*(read: bitching hot!).

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