Here is a round up of the class of 2009..
Massa - Fiery latino deserves it, but will he get the support?
Kimi - Iceman has done it, has the speed, but wouldn't care less if its F1 or bullock cart racing. Will he have the fire?
Hamilton - Arrogant guy who everyone wants to beat just for the sake of beating. But hes in a McLaren and hes got the luck!
Kovalainen - Talkative Finn who's got nothing working for him.
Kubica - Great driver who would win some silverware for sure. Championship - lets see. I like him.
Heidfeld - Vexed ever since Merdeces ditched him.
Alonso - The champ who will try hard in a not-so-good car.
Nelson Piquet Jr - Father's money hasnt got him too far.
Trulli - Good but not great. Counting down his time in F1.
Timo Glock - Action packed. A bit like Massa in a Sauber.
Bourdais - Torro Rosso seems to hire only if your first name is Sebastian, so hes in luck.
Buemi - Impressed by his debut. Lets see...
Mark Webber - Steady, perennial under-achiever (from teams' perspective). Personally he just makes up the numbers.
Vettel - The champ in the making.. Comparison with Schumi are not too far-fetched.
Nico Rosberg - Good driver in under-achieving car. Needs his team to buck up if he should not be in a McLaren next year.
Kazuki Nakajima - Vying with his father to be the guy who crashed the most...
Adrian Sutil - Does well in circuits that suit him, I guess he has a lot of spare cash.
Fisichella - My fav gentle Italian whos better suited to fashion shows. Drives well in the wet. Farewell year I guess.
Jenson Button - The spark when he stepped into a Williams is back.. The question is will he achieve when the going gets tough?
Rubens Barrichello - Plays the foil the best, hes seen it all, done it all.. A good rear-guard. But I still remember Germany 2000.. Boy-o-boy, what a drive in the wet...
Bottomline is that the class of 2009 is 80% class, 15% lousy and 5% wicked. My guess is its definitely gonna be a class of its own!
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
The New Age is in!!!
When was the last time we saw a conviction and guts of a team owner to take it from a verge of closure to a resounding win? Never.
When was the last time we saw a 1-2 from a debutant team? Fangio in 1954 at French GP.
When was the last time we saw a guy race from last to 4th position based on pure luck? Cant remember.
When was the last time we saw the second and third take themselves out with 2 laps to go? Never, although it did happen with Senna-Prost for 1-2 in Japan 1988.
When was the last time the race finished under a safety car? Schumi in Britain 1998.
When was the last time a rookie in a end-of-the-line car scored points? Mark Webber in Australia 2002.
Definitely, the new age for F1 has begun! Australia was always a very dramatic season opener with things happening, so it cant be the benchmark, but it seems like F1 has got a fresh breath of air. I haven't got so excited by a race, and blogged about it minutes after the race ever since Schumi retired.
People like Sebastian Buemi and Timo Glock provided more overtakings then seasoned ppl like Alonso, Sebastian Vettel and Robert Kubica provided steady runs on different strategies to the podium till their spectacular run-in with 2 laps to go. And to think both of them thought they had got away with it until a couple of corners later.. haha.. Giancarlo Fisichella, my favorite under-achiever, provided steady block using his extensive experience and kept Force India in contention until their pit-stop screw up. Jarno Trulli found just the right time to overtake Lewis Hamilton to get onto the podium (reminds me of Brazil 2003 when Fisi boy overtook Kimi to take the 1st place on what happened to be the final lap).
I am really glad about this season as it trully represents the new age, with plenty of young guys worth their weight in gold put themselves in the driving seat for million dollar salaries. And to think of it that no one wants to settle for second place - I wonder what would have happened if FIA hasnt reversed their decision on the "gold-winner" strategy.
Well, I am all smiles.. As Ross said at the end, "Go get it boy!"
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Perceptions
The glass is half-full or half-empty ..
The door is half-open or half closed ..
I have seen all kinds of people in my short life so far, and its amazing to see the perception of work among those.. What is great for one is a torture for another, whats needed for one is a wretch for another, whats important for one is disdain for another..and both go along with it to their own sublime ends..
I tried to reason out a logic behind the "chaos" in this world. Why are things so much amazingly different...in the body and in the mind? Five fingers are not the same..but then, whats the benefit, even if they are? Opposite tend to attract each other, promoting even more diversity through mix and match. Scientifically it offers more flexibility and balance and better chance of survival if things are different. Learn to acknowledge and appreciate diversity in life, and then you will see life in a different style, leading to a change in ur lifestyle..
I have seen a trend in the perceptions.. People who are positive in their mind tend to be positive in their words and actions, they even tend to subconsciously put positive words before negative ones when they use both in the same sentence. And vice-versa. Knowing a bit of astrology and numerology, I believe positive vibes are very important at a micro and macro level for a person's well being. And its easy to identify, but very difficult to acknowledge..
What [good] have I done today? What [good] am I gonna do tomorrow? How [good] am I? If something positive is being used in the question, chances are you will get a positive response from your mind. I have fancied counting the number of good or bad things people say or do in one day and present it to them. But then I reckon the positive ones would take the feedback as positive and do things more positively, while the negative ones would take the feedback negatively and shout at you for projecting things negatively. Do you get the point? Most things are easy to change.. Hobbies are less easier to change, Habits are tougher to change, Characteristics are the toughest to change. But then, positiveness is well worth changing for.
Think positive. Be positive. Do positive.
And to leave you with one that struck me as I left office today:
You either work, or you work-around..
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Did you see the positives? As National Geographic says, Think again!
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The door is half-open or half closed ..
I have seen all kinds of people in my short life so far, and its amazing to see the perception of work among those.. What is great for one is a torture for another, whats needed for one is a wretch for another, whats important for one is disdain for another..and both go along with it to their own sublime ends..
I tried to reason out a logic behind the "chaos" in this world. Why are things so much amazingly different...in the body and in the mind? Five fingers are not the same..but then, whats the benefit, even if they are? Opposite tend to attract each other, promoting even more diversity through mix and match. Scientifically it offers more flexibility and balance and better chance of survival if things are different. Learn to acknowledge and appreciate diversity in life, and then you will see life in a different style, leading to a change in ur lifestyle..
I have seen a trend in the perceptions.. People who are positive in their mind tend to be positive in their words and actions, they even tend to subconsciously put positive words before negative ones when they use both in the same sentence. And vice-versa. Knowing a bit of astrology and numerology, I believe positive vibes are very important at a micro and macro level for a person's well being. And its easy to identify, but very difficult to acknowledge..
What [good] have I done today? What [good] am I gonna do tomorrow? How [good] am I? If something positive is being used in the question, chances are you will get a positive response from your mind. I have fancied counting the number of good or bad things people say or do in one day and present it to them. But then I reckon the positive ones would take the feedback as positive and do things more positively, while the negative ones would take the feedback negatively and shout at you for projecting things negatively. Do you get the point? Most things are easy to change.. Hobbies are less easier to change, Habits are tougher to change, Characteristics are the toughest to change. But then, positiveness is well worth changing for.
Think positive. Be positive. Do positive.
And to leave you with one that struck me as I left office today:
You either work, or you work-around..
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
THE END
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Did you see the positives? As National Geographic says, Think again!
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Whats in a color?
Who gave this world mauve, beige, purple, rose and pink? Is is treason if someone looks at the same colors and identifies them as yellow, green, blue and "light" colors?
This has been my most hated topic, and I have refrained from this in the past 4.5 yrs that I have been blogging. But Microsoft powerpoint pushed me off the cliff, just like Warren Buffet describes America right now. The 2007 version of it is aweful for special people like me, who appreciate the simple world full of colors, but not the world that is obsessed with identifying each one of them correctly.
It all started quite young, 2nd standard admissions to be precise. My parents knew I was their special child, one who could give you black and blue anytime with ease, but who couldnt quite make out red from green 9 out of 10 times. And the one time would be due to the arbitrary god of luck smiling on me! Having boasted enuf of my abilities, back to topic. My parents were admittedly very worried about getting me into a top school. I aced the exams, but the interview gave them jitters. Not for the As and Bs, birds and bees, but red and green. My mom was fervently praying my fraility shouldnt be exposed by a short bespectacles stubborn headmistress. I stepped into the room, and I saw 4 objects of different colors. 2 I knew for sure, the other two were two different colors which I couldnt quite make out. The colors came, but only 2 were asked and 2 were answered correctly. *Sigh*.
Still below 10, I was an object of ridicule among family and friends alike. My cousins used to taunt me day in and day out, not to hurt me but just that they found it unbelievable that I couldnt make out some weird colors off their jaded clothes. So they used to ask me colors - again and again and again and yet again till they got bored of the fun. Needless to say, my favorite childhood game was "the crocodile", where we need to cross a river holding the right colors, unless u want to become the next croc :P
I have always been confident of my abilities, and that somehow I could work out solutions for problems has been my forte. Every color teachers taught me got embalmed in my mind - if I dont forget them, I do not need to identify them again! So, leaves have always been green in my dictionary, although they might "appear" rotten brown for others.
In my teens, physics and chemistry wasnt that much of a mystery, theoritically. Colors were an integral part of it, so I needed to upgrade my skills to deal with the menace. I used to thank god for the guy who invented multi meter cos he was my saviour through secondary school Physics - I didnt need to figure out a single color from a resistance. Chemistry was a bit more of a challenge, but once u know the test cases and test results by heart, its just a matter of a bit of practice to get things right. I was very good at theory and manipulation to get "realistic results" that I didnt really have to "do" an experiment to write my logs anywayz!
My worst moment with colors came after my Std X. I have always wanted to be a fighter pilot, and was on my way to become one. But unfortunately, I couldnt get past a medical - they said special kids shud stay away from aeroplanes, chemicals and mining. A nightmarish looking circular color book in a local hospital gave me the full picture. I sweated like never before, the nurse looked at me as if I was from Mars, and I wasn't even half way through when she gave up on me. She dragged me to the doctor to complain about my inability to identify colors in their full glory. I protested, I can identify colors, but only that what looks like green to the doctor looks like red to me! Add to that the slight discomfort in seperating out similar looking colors or to identify hidden alphabets and numbers within a myraid of colors. And I just need a bit more contrast between colors to differentiate. I can definitely differentiate something dark blue and something in the red-green-brown range. Fine - I am human, whats the big deal!
Most of my twenties has passed without much of an incident with colors, except for corporate presentations when everyone is amazed by the full-color display. And that drags me back onto Powerpoint. Someone tell Microsoft to make things a bit more accessible to special people like me. For a start, the name of colors in brackets (at least for the common colors) on mouse hover would go a long way.
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This has been my most hated topic, and I have refrained from this in the past 4.5 yrs that I have been blogging. But Microsoft powerpoint pushed me off the cliff, just like Warren Buffet describes America right now. The 2007 version of it is aweful for special people like me, who appreciate the simple world full of colors, but not the world that is obsessed with identifying each one of them correctly.
It all started quite young, 2nd standard admissions to be precise. My parents knew I was their special child, one who could give you black and blue anytime with ease, but who couldnt quite make out red from green 9 out of 10 times. And the one time would be due to the arbitrary god of luck smiling on me! Having boasted enuf of my abilities, back to topic. My parents were admittedly very worried about getting me into a top school. I aced the exams, but the interview gave them jitters. Not for the As and Bs, birds and bees, but red and green. My mom was fervently praying my fraility shouldnt be exposed by a short bespectacles stubborn headmistress. I stepped into the room, and I saw 4 objects of different colors. 2 I knew for sure, the other two were two different colors which I couldnt quite make out. The colors came, but only 2 were asked and 2 were answered correctly. *Sigh*.
Still below 10, I was an object of ridicule among family and friends alike. My cousins used to taunt me day in and day out, not to hurt me but just that they found it unbelievable that I couldnt make out some weird colors off their jaded clothes. So they used to ask me colors - again and again and again and yet again till they got bored of the fun. Needless to say, my favorite childhood game was "the crocodile", where we need to cross a river holding the right colors, unless u want to become the next croc :P
I have always been confident of my abilities, and that somehow I could work out solutions for problems has been my forte. Every color teachers taught me got embalmed in my mind - if I dont forget them, I do not need to identify them again! So, leaves have always been green in my dictionary, although they might "appear" rotten brown for others.
In my teens, physics and chemistry wasnt that much of a mystery, theoritically. Colors were an integral part of it, so I needed to upgrade my skills to deal with the menace. I used to thank god for the guy who invented multi meter cos he was my saviour through secondary school Physics - I didnt need to figure out a single color from a resistance. Chemistry was a bit more of a challenge, but once u know the test cases and test results by heart, its just a matter of a bit of practice to get things right. I was very good at theory and manipulation to get "realistic results" that I didnt really have to "do" an experiment to write my logs anywayz!
My worst moment with colors came after my Std X. I have always wanted to be a fighter pilot, and was on my way to become one. But unfortunately, I couldnt get past a medical - they said special kids shud stay away from aeroplanes, chemicals and mining. A nightmarish looking circular color book in a local hospital gave me the full picture. I sweated like never before, the nurse looked at me as if I was from Mars, and I wasn't even half way through when she gave up on me. She dragged me to the doctor to complain about my inability to identify colors in their full glory. I protested, I can identify colors, but only that what looks like green to the doctor looks like red to me! Add to that the slight discomfort in seperating out similar looking colors or to identify hidden alphabets and numbers within a myraid of colors. And I just need a bit more contrast between colors to differentiate. I can definitely differentiate something dark blue and something in the red-green-brown range. Fine - I am human, whats the big deal!
Most of my twenties has passed without much of an incident with colors, except for corporate presentations when everyone is amazed by the full-color display. And that drags me back onto Powerpoint. Someone tell Microsoft to make things a bit more accessible to special people like me. For a start, the name of colors in brackets (at least for the common colors) on mouse hover would go a long way.
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Monday, March 02, 2009
Heart broken!
Unashamedly positive Not many times in my life have I had to say the above, but it aches till it breaks when my friends leave, just like that...
My top two bloggers.. My top two poets.. My two damsels.. out... just like that..
Its not treason, knowing the person
But without reason, I reason
It wasnt just another one, but THE one
One more aint fun, its Victorian arson
God maketh thee thus pure lifeth joy
God maketh thee thus pure death decoy
God maketh thee thus pure crieth soul
God maketh thee thus pure liketh fowl
Life goes on, but life aint the same
A maiden love lost or a friend lost is a shame
Cos its as much to do with you as with the other name
A life unfair, a casino where all is lost in the name of game...
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My top two bloggers.. My top two poets.. My two damsels.. out... just like that..
Its not treason, knowing the person
But without reason, I reason
It wasnt just another one, but THE one
One more aint fun, its Victorian arson
God maketh thee thus pure lifeth joy
God maketh thee thus pure death decoy
God maketh thee thus pure crieth soul
God maketh thee thus pure liketh fowl
Life goes on, but life aint the same
A maiden love lost or a friend lost is a shame
Cos its as much to do with you as with the other name
A life unfair, a casino where all is lost in the name of game...
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The search has just begun !!! (for my lost friends)
PS: Bloggers should have a family song to sing in distress to locate runaway souls..
The joy of a few words
Ever thought of a person, and wanted to mail them, but never actually got to type out a few words to say hello? Ever thought I will mail them tomorrow, when I have a bit more time, a bit more content, a bit more context?
Everyone goes through the pain of procastination, especially if you really really want to, but never get to do something.
I spent a year and half saying tomorrow I will definitely do it, regretting every single following day. Every time I desperately wanted to type in that precious email, I didnt have a damn computer in front of me. How unfortunate. I have often thought I will draft an email once I reach office, send it to my personal id and just fwd on, but every time I thought so I would be in a train reaching office, and once in office, immersed in official work.
My memory isnt that great and I did forget quite a few names after I got hit on the head with a cricket ball, my office doesnt allow me to connect to my personal email, family life comes with a lot of responsibility, I spend a fraction of time online as I once used to, I dont even feel like switching on a computer after being in front of one all day, but all this is just a plain old excuse, which I knew in my heart, but tried to defend with my brain. How sick and vain!
Today that I DID get to do it, it was a huge huge thing off my heart. The satisfaction of that make me jump all over my place like a bunny. I felt so light I could have flown. Thats one heck of a feeling. And whats more, I got a reply from the person 5 mins later. After a year and a half, nothing like the joy of a few words to a dear friend.
Back to flying...
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Everyone goes through the pain of procastination, especially if you really really want to, but never get to do something.
I spent a year and half saying tomorrow I will definitely do it, regretting every single following day. Every time I desperately wanted to type in that precious email, I didnt have a damn computer in front of me. How unfortunate. I have often thought I will draft an email once I reach office, send it to my personal id and just fwd on, but every time I thought so I would be in a train reaching office, and once in office, immersed in official work.
My memory isnt that great and I did forget quite a few names after I got hit on the head with a cricket ball, my office doesnt allow me to connect to my personal email, family life comes with a lot of responsibility, I spend a fraction of time online as I once used to, I dont even feel like switching on a computer after being in front of one all day, but all this is just a plain old excuse, which I knew in my heart, but tried to defend with my brain. How sick and vain!
Today that I DID get to do it, it was a huge huge thing off my heart. The satisfaction of that make me jump all over my place like a bunny. I felt so light I could have flown. Thats one heck of a feeling. And whats more, I got a reply from the person 5 mins later. After a year and a half, nothing like the joy of a few words to a dear friend.
Back to flying...
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