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Let’s Get This Party Hopping – You Are Welcome 🎶👡💃🍖🍔🍿🍕🍦🍡🍰🍻

Hi!! Party-time at Jackie’s blog… Its that time of the month when you get to mix n mingle with fellow bloggers, make connections and find some great blogs… Have a blast!!!

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Yeah! It’s fun time this time 🙂

We cycle out of another month in a couple of days and the way time zooms by sometimes make me feel like a hamster running around in circles in pursuit of time 🙂

Anywhoo, I hope your weekend is going great. You are most welcome to my monthly meet & mingle, shake a leg & jingle, connect & interact with other awesome folks in here.

If this is your first-time visit, the rules of play are outlined below, if you are an old-timer, you know the drill.

Grab some refreshments and favours which nicely arranged down the page. Feel free to indulge, these are zero calories😉

Just some little party rules:

  1. You must mix and mingle with others. Don’t be a wallflower. Go say hello to someone and you can participate in the Tag a poem, a thought or quote below.
  2. Let us know…

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Self Drive Cars: How Fast is too Furious?

Self Drive Cars: How Fast is too Furious?

Who doesn’t love long rides in rainy days? Or long drive on a starry, breezy night? Or in general long drives?

Oh, I love. But alas! I can’t drive. Well I may make a hundreds of excuses to defend myself for not learning to drive, but the truth is I do it out of my compassion for other fellow drivers and pedestrians and hawkers and street dogs. People will call me out for it but I won’t budge. I am really not made for driving, my hand-eye coordination is miserable, I have played road rash for like 10-15 times and came last almost all the times, after which I have never played such games. So, I don’t want to threaten other people’s lives.

And hence, whenever I feel like going on a long drive, I need to rely on other people (Read ‘Dear Hubby’). And if I really need to go somewhere, I prefer to take Public transport or OLA/UBER. Still there are days when I really wish I could drive. And I hate myself for not pushing my limits.

And hence, for the lazy people like me, ‘Self driving cars’ are a boon. But are they really safe?

Well before I delve into this topic, check this out if you want to know more about the cars:

https://www.google.com/selfdrivingcar/

The problem with Google’s self-driving cars is: It’s a prototype running in a controlled environment where there are no other vehicles, pedestrians and definitely no street dogs (or cats). So how will a Self-driving car perform on a busy street of any urban area, where there are people on road and the position of obstacles can never be fully determined? Moreover how will they perform in a life-threatening situation? Will this autonomous vehicle give preference to the passengers or the pedestrians? Whose life will it save?

Some geniuses in MIT Media Lab created a website ‘Moral Machine’ which presents before you some morally ambiguous scenarios and demand you to judge as a 3rd person, which character should die, and who should live. Check out their website.

http://moralmachine.mit.edu/

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The scenarios roughly look like this.
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And there’s a detailed description regarding the passengers, the pedestrians, whether they are abiding the law and their occupation(??).

 

If you take the test, you would understand how difficult it is to decide which scenario to choose. Especially in cases where children are involved, and I know its not real; still I had a hard time giving preference to any one scenario. This website not only gathers data for their research on the continuous improvement it would bring to robotics, but also test the morality of the people who are taking the test.

And the result?

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It tells you what matters to you the most.

Still with me? So , now what do you think, are they really a boon or bane?

Judging by all the research and hard work all the guys behind this ‘Self-driving cars’ are putting, I guess it will take at least a while for these cars to be on road and available publically.

Till then, I’m relieved that God’s there to take decisions about who’s dying and who’s not. Well, he must be a pretty strong guy to do that!

Data: How much is too much?

Data: How much is too much?

 

Two years ago, I gave birth to my little pumpkin pie, my sweet son. I had a C-section delivery due to some complications. I couldn’t hold my baby properly for 48 hours until after delivering him. And when I held him for the first time, I couldn’t stop crying. These moments were captured by a Camcorder.

Then came the months of long nights and sleepy days full of chaos: Feeding, Peeing, Pooping, And Sleeping. And between all this, every tiny smile, smirk, yawn, cry was being captured, every single detail of this new member of our family. Many a times we used to keep the camcorder running, just out of fear that if he does something new and the camera isn’t on we will lose the moment. And we actually managed to accumulate many such ‘First’ moments. First rolling over, first sitting, first giggles, first standing up, first walk, and first babble etcetera …I can say that child/Infant photography is not much different than wildlife photography.  Wild animals and babies, both are same in some ways. One, they don’t understand your language. Two, they do exactly what they want when they want. And three, well, they are wild!

And here we are, two years later, with an adorable toddler, who’s turned into a poser, he understands what I say most of the times, and mostly follows instructions( mostly, not always! But that’s a typical behavior of a toddler) and a laptop and an external hard drive full of his pictures and videos. And when I say full, I mean ‘FULL’. As in, if we don’t take any action now, we-might-run-out-of-space kind of full. 1.2 TB data about my son has been accumulated during the first 2 years of his life. And now we are looking for a new backup device to store all this data.

But my question is: Even if we backup all this data, when my son grows up, will he really be interested in watching so many videos, pictures of his childhood? And assuming that he will be delighted to see all these snippets of his infant/ toddler life, how well can I preserve it till that time?

A few options to solve the ever growing data storage problem were proposed to me by various people:

  • Downsize the photos and backup them in external hard drive.

Pro: Reduced size, will take less storage space.

Cons: If I want to edit, process, enlarge and print the photo, the quality wouldn’t be as good. Also, the videos are for HD viewing, so downsizing them won’t work.

  • Print the photos and keep the album. Even if you lose the data, you have the hardcopy.

Pro: Haaha!

Cons: What about the actual physical storage space needed for the albums?

  • Upload it all to Google Drive

Pro: Seriously?

Cons: First of all, does google drive support uploading so much data for a single account? Plus the Internet bandwidth and time it will take to upload it should also be considered. The biggest problem with this solution is the security aspect of it. So this is also a BIG NO for me.

 

Finally we have decided to buy an external hard drive on which we will store the original photos and an existing external hard drive to back up the new drive, and we will then downsize the photos and keep it in the laptop.

By the way, has anybody else faced this problem ever? Hey people, New moms, dads, Travel bloggers, Professional photographers? How do you manage guys? Just an insight, please?

And while you are at it, do answer this poll:

 

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Home Sweet Home

♥ Home is where the heart is ♥

 

Recently I’ve been working on my photography skill, a passion which was dormant for so long was taking its roots in my mind. So i signed up for this amazing Blogging-U course from ‘The Daily Post’. And guess what? The theme for the first day was ‘Home’ 🙂

Having moved to a lot of places; first because of my father’s transferable job, then my education and job, and then after my wedding; I cannot imagine any one place as my ‘home’. I had lived in many ‘Places’, some of them are close to my heart, some I hated. But this, I can clearly say, was, is and will always be my home:

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This photo is taken in a holiday home with my Parents and In-laws. This is my home. All the people I need in my life. If they are with me, I’m Home.

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A Shared Journey

A Shared Journey

A brilliant post showing exactly what is ‘Tolerance’. You may have seen the SitCom ‘Different strokes’. With a variaty of Religions, Casts and Languages, ‘We Live It’ 🙂 Read on this amazing real-life incident from Saurabh who blogs at ‘Soomdi’ and you will know what exactly I mean by it. 🙂

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Every morning a frigid man with little powder white hair is waiting for me keeping a sharp eye on his old but strong and sturdy Nokia feature phone. A punctual man in Khadi coloured uniform, who probably has one eye on the road from where I come walking and the other on his phone to keep track of time. He is the driver of my office bus and I call him ‘Khan Uncle’. Every day he will wait for me exactly till 7:51 am not a second less nor a second more. The moment its 7:52 am he thrusts the gear and presses the accelerator, and it’s me running and scampering to make it to the bus.

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Echoes of my neighbourhood : Raindrops keep falling on my head

The Monsoon season has a multifold effect on me. I feel happy, gloomy, rejuvenated or bored all in one single day. and my mood changes from minute to minute depending on the situation I’m in and the intensity of the rain.

If I’m stuck in traffic and it rains cats and dogs,I hate rain.

If I am sitting by the window at home, sipping tea and it rains cats and dogs, I love it.

If I have forgotten my umbrella on my way to work and suddenly it’s drizzling, I hate it.

If I’m out and about on weekend and it’s drizzling, I love it, and might even let some raindrops roll over my head.

But no matter what, when I see the after-effects rain leaves on my neighbourhood, I can’t help but adore the beauty of it, and my heart sings the chartbuster single from B. J. Thomas – ‘Raindrops keep falling on my head…’

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Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head

And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed

Nothin’ seems to fit

Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head, they keep fallin’

So I just did me some talkin’ to the sun

And I said I didn’t like the way he got things done

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Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head, they keep fallin’

But there’s one thing I know

The blues they send to meet me won’t defeat me

It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me

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Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head

But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turnin’ red

Cryin’s not for me

‘Cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complainin’

Because I’m free

Nothin’s worryin’ me

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It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head

But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turnin’ red

Cryin’s not for me

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‘Cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complainin’

Because I’m free

Nothin’s worryin’ me

When there is such splendid beauty  everywhere around , who’s gonna complain about rain? Despite the grayscale sky scape and lack of sun, I feel the warmth of life. So I’m singing on the loop, – Raindrops keep falling on my head… and I beckon you to enjoy this melody too:) ♥♥

 

Posted for Jackie’s Echoes Of My Neighbourhood’ photography challenge.

 

 

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Photo Challange: Details

 

Nature is full of wonders. We just have to look carefully. But we get so busy in our daily life, that we seldom find beauty in small things and run behind the larger ones.

We don’t always have to zoom out to cosmic levels to find out what lies beyond. Sometimes its worth to zoom in and find out what lies beneath.

So, Lets find out…

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A Bee having her ‘lunch’ 🙂
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And I always thought frogs were ugly!
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Both of them prove how wrong I was!
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This guy is greener than hulk!

 

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Two chameleons playing ‘Hide-n-Seek’
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It’s Nap-time.
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Looks like flames…
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A dash of color.
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Itsy Bitsy Spider!
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When everything outside is foggy and blurry, you can focus on the trails left behind by the raindrops. Ain’t they beautiful?

 

Details : My cellphone with which I took all these beautiful details of Mother Nature is nearing its demise. Some problem with its screen. Looks like a generic problem with this HTC model. My heart goes out to it 😦

 

And now some clicked with my Digital Camera:

 

I have this love-hate relationship with Rainy season, where, when rain falls on a weekday, I hate it and don’t want to go outside; when it falls on weekend, I love it and want to get into my rainwear and step outside. I know, most of you feel the same way, isn’t it? Human mind works in a strange way 🙂

 

 

If we were having coffee…

If we were having coffee…

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If we were having coffee, it would be on a rainy day, just like today.

I’ll have my oversized Cyan umbrella by my side,

And I’ll gladly accommodate you, if you forgot to carry.

If we were having coffee, it would be a cappuccino for me, with a lot of crème.

I would ignore your disapproving nod.

Hey! I wouldn’t judge you if you eat the cupcake frosted with crème cheese.

If we were having coffee, it would be with a crunchy nutty cookie.

The one that melts in your mouth and fills your heart with glee.

I’ll take a sip and ask you about your day, and wait for you to ask me.

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If we were having coffee, I would tell you about my attachment to it,

And my friends, spread across the continents, Separated by Oceans and Sea

In Melbourne,  Chandigarh, Nevada, Chennai, Ohio,  Bangalore and New Jersey.

Our hectic days, well-deserved trips to CCD for our shared love of coffee.

I’ll tell you about the connection we had (or we still have).

I’ll tell how much I wish we would get back together and hang out for a day,

And if not a day, how I wish I could have with them, just a cup of coffee.

But I won’t do that, for I obviously don’t want you to get bored stiff.

So instead I’ll just ask you again, when can we meet for a cup of coffee?