EXRBITES: April 2010

K Balasbramanian (M-34)

Data, data, every where!

An NYT article carried in TOI today (link:http://nyti.ms/1aHHOnT ) exploring the new trend of "health trackers" - or wearables, which throw up tons of data, ostensibly to help us improve our health. I particularly like the British Medical Journal quote:

" [the BMJ] described healthy people as "young asymptomatic, middle-class neurotics continuously monitoring their vital signs while they sleep" -

- what an irony- this describes healthy people!...

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Man has always strived to find the truth,

The needle hidden in the haystack.

That moment of light, burst of insight,

Darkness lit up by sliver of light!

Oh God, grant me the wisdom to see,

The truth of truths that underlies things!

All distractions lead to misery.

I need less of things, to know peace!

The age of Big Data is on us,

Zetabytes of useless things!

They invent things to find out stuff,

And drown us in data we don’t need!

To stay healthy we need to walk,

But we have forgotten how to.

So the voices on our wrists talk,

Presuming to teach us when to move!

The tests have a hundred markers,

Each can be read thousand times a day.

Data fed to us chewed and crunched,

To make us worry in every way!

Data to feed our neurosis,

Enough of it to make us drown.

The swimmer needs to skim the surface,

Not gasp for breath with his face down!

Data, data, everywhere!

No time to step back and think!

No time to pause, or come up for air,

I want to fly; I wonder why I sink?

(Dinesh)

bala...cbe M34

21/04/15

Faster, Higher, Stronger. Must win.

The one who comes first is supreme.

The rest are losers, aspiring

To the places that the winners have reached.

The ones who reached, too are convinced

That theirs is not the place to be.

Some things you run after, recede.

Happiness is now, or can never be.

We are all one, they always said;

Except that now, it means distinct.

To celebrate the oneness in me,

Now I have to be alone, and different.

Each age condemns us in some ways.

To aspire, one needs to pay the price.

In this age, it is loneliness

That steals the happiness for which we strive.

(Dinesh)

bala...cbe M34

2 January, 2015

Dissipation

I eat with my thoughts elsewhere.

When I work I long for home.

When at home I'm never there,

Work follows me where I go!

When I sit I am not still,

Of things undone, there's always guilt.

When I move, it's not my will,

It's to forces not from within!

I am seldom where I am,

'Tis my body on the seat.

My mind's always somewhere else,

I'm never where I wish to be!

I crave for interruption,

From phone, or mail, or something else.

Being alone is lonesome,

The world pulls me with thousand strings!

Never with all my senses

Do I experience anything.

My being is so scattered,

I don't know what I'm living!

(Dinesh Gopalan)

bala...cbe M34
12/03/14

The heart of things

When your mind is so full of thoughts

How can you listen?

Stop judging the world as it flows past

Against your "isms".

Why should something be 'this' or 'that'?

It is what it is.

Everything, we like to divide;

Light, split through a prism.

Make no distinctions, where there're none.

If there's good, there's bad.

From outward divisions go beyond

Where all the noise stops.

(Dinesh)

bala...cbe M34

17 March, 2014

Poem of the year (Received from friend)

The computer swallowed Grandma,

Yes, honestly it’s true!

She pressed 'control and 'enter'

And disappeared from view.

It devoured her completely,

The thought just makes me squirm.

She must have caught a virus

Or been eaten by a worm.

I've searched through the recycle bin

And files of every kind;

I've even used the Internet,

But nothing did I find.

In desperation, I asked Mr. Google

My searches to refine.

The reply from him was negative,

Not a thing was found 'online.'

So, if inside your 'Inbox,'

My Grandma you should see,

Please 'Copy, Scan' and 'Paste' her,

And send her back to me.

This is a tribute to all the Grandmas & Grandpas, Nannas & Pops, who have been fearless and learned to use the Computer.........They are the greatest!!!

We do not stop playing because we grow old;

We grow old because we stop playing ..

NEVER Be The First To Get Old!

Poem on relationships

My friend who is writer wrote this poem

By Henrietta D'Cruz

I don't know if I know...
How to define
Relationships. ..

Some relationships break you
Some help make you
Others stifle you
A few others mend you
Amazing how people can be...
Whether foe or friend!

If you live alone and you're lost
Drip, drop, drown in a world without seams
Without anyone to speak to

Without references to know your own mind.

Rules, laws and how to do's
Crazy, restricting some may say
But left to oneself to make the rules
There is just no fun to play
Without someone to play along
And share in the game.

I can dream a million dreams
Climb up and down streams
Count stars and travel far
But after I've done it all...
What's the point if there's no one
That I could talk about it to?

I can feel a lot of feelings
Steal a lot of moments
For my memories...
Win a great victory
But oh the loss!
If no one is there to evoke the feelings
That share and care
And celebrate with me!

Some people I love to hate
They define what I dislike,
Don't believe in
Or wouldn't be caught with even in my dreams
They draw the lines of what I am not
They don't know it
But they too play a big part in defining me.

The chats, the laughter, the tears...
The thinking after when it's all over
What would we do without all that?
Where would we be without the ups and downs?
Just plain ordinary routine days and nights
Would drive us crazy...
Make us lazy
And make us bland.

I still don't know what relationships are about...
But I do know one thing
I have learnt I need them...
More than meeting my needs
I need them to find myself,
Know myself, my boundaries.. .
My dreams, my opinions
And find my own comfortable world.

Knowing what I am and what I'm not
What I want and what I can live without
What I need and what is luxury
Helps me to define me
Helps me to dream dreams
And become a visionary.

I need to look forward to a future...
That's why I need relationships
Of all shapes, sizes and colours.
Hello there! How are you?
It's really nice to meet you!

bala...cbe M34
21/04/10

J C Khurana (M-22)

MANGAL FONT IN HINDI

RAAVI FONT IN GURMAKHI

खियाल छोटे दिल का

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है कि

तम्‍हे एक ऐसा अनोखा , निराला ते अजूबौ भरा दिले-दिदार

का तोहफा भेट करु जिस से साध-सगंत की तमन्‍नाओं की झलक आये

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

मिल जावे जदो जिथे तू रज़ रज़ गलवकीया पा लैईये

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

चाहत ते ऐसी है अपने प्‍यार दी ऐसी चादर ओडवा दियो

जिस विचो सदा तेरी महक आदी रहे

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

जी करदा है कोइ ऐसा प्‍यार दा तोहफा दे दियो

अस्‍सी जदो चाहिये जिथे चाहिये तेरे तेरे जिस रूप

दे दर्शन चाहिये कर सकिये

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

इस दिले निगाह दी नज़रा विच सरूर ते सकून भर दे ओ

जिस नाल इस दुनियां दे दुख ते र्दद दा आभास हो जाये

ते ऊना दा निवारण तेरी महक नाल कर सकिये

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

कैसा मज़ा आये जब यह सरूर नूर में बदल जाये

हे प्रभु! किभी किभी मेरे दिल में खियाल आता है

कैसा मज़ा आये जब सेवादार की अहमीयत

सेवा मे बदल जाये

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