‘Mozhi’(language), the film where the song ‘Kaatrin Mozhi’ appears, is about a woman who has the misfortune of being both deaf and dumb. However, she compensates amply by being fiercely independent. How the hero(Prithvi Raj) convinces the misogamist to marry him, forms the crux of the story.



There are few songs which have stirred me up like this one did. This song is a case where fabulous music, a lovely voice and stirring lyrics come together. ‘Kaatrin mozhi…’ (’the language of the wind…’ ), as it begins, says that you don’t need to know any language save that of nature, to interact with anyone. The song does make lots of sense, unlike many others from Kollywood. I’ve put up the lyrics of the song below. I have also attempted to translate it to English.



katrinnn mozhi…oliyya? isaiyya?

poovinnn mozhi….nirama? manamaa?

kadalin mozhi…alaiya? nuraiya?

kaadhal mozhi…vizhiyya? idhazha?

iyarkeyin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharin mozhigal thevai-illai

ithaiyathin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharikku mozhiye thevai-illai

katrinnn mozhiyee…oliya? isaiyya?

poovinnn mozhi….nirama? manama?





((The language of the wind.. is it it’s sound or music?

The language of the flower.. is it it’s color or fragrance?

The language of the ocean.. is it it’s waves or foam?

The language of love.. is it the eyes or the lips?

Understand the languages of nature,

Man’s languages are unnecessary,

Understand the heart’s languages,

No language is necessary for man…

The language of the wind.. ))







kaatru veesum bothu…thisaigal kidaiyathu

kaadhal paesum bothu…mozhigal kidaiyathu

paesum vaarthai pola…mounam puriyathu

kanngal paesum vaarthai….kadavul ariyathu

ulavi theeriyum kaatrukku….uruvam theetta mudiyathu

kaadhal paesum mozhi-ellam… satha koothil adanggathu

iyarkeyin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharin mozhigal thevai-illai

ithaiyathin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharikku mozhiye thevai-illai

katrinnn mozhiyee…



((When the wind blows, there aren’t any directions..

When love speaks, there aren’t any languages..

One can’t understand silence (like one understands) spoken words,

(God?) won’t know the words spoken by the eyes…

The wind, who roams and wanders cannot be given a shape..

The language of love does not lie in the domain of sound(voice/words)..

Understand the languages of nature,

Man’s languages are unnecessary,

Understand the heart’s languages,

No language is needed for man…

(Repeat)The language of the wind.. ))



vaanam paesum paechu…thulliyai veliyagum

vaanavillin paechu…neeramai veliyagum

unmai oomai anaal…kanneer mozhiyagum

pennmei ummei anaal…naanum mozhiyagum

osai thoongum jaamathilll…kuchi meengal mozhiyagum

asai thoongum ithaiyathil…asaiva kooda mozhiyagum

iyarkeyin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharin mozhigal thevai-illai

ithaiyathin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharikku mozhiye thevai-illai





(The sky’s speech(language) emerges as droplets..

The rainbow’s speech(language) emerges as color..

When truth becomes silent, one speaks (language) tears..

When (a woman’s) feminity becomes silent, (her) shyness will emerge..

(The time) When all sound sleeps, tiny(?) fishes talk(language)..

In (one’s) heart where desire sleeps, slight movements too become a language..

Understand the languages of nature,

Man’s languages are unnecessary,

Understand the heart’s languages,

No language is needed for man…

(Repeat)The language of the wind.. ))



katrinnn mozhiyee…oliyya? isaiyya?

poovinnn mozhi….neerumma? mannumma?

kadalinnn mozhi…alaiyya? nuraiyya?

kaadhalll mozhi…vizhiyya? izdhala?

iyarkeyin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharin mozhigal thevai-illai

ithaiyathin mozhigal purinthu vidu

manitharikku mozhiye thevai-illai

katrinnn mozhiyee…



((The language of the wind.. is it it’s sound or music?

The language of the flower.. is it it’s color or fragrance?

The language of the ocean.. is it it’s waves or foam?

The language of love.. is it the eyes or the lips?

Understand the languages of nature,

Man’s languages are unnecessary,

Understand the heart’s languages,

No language is needed for man…

The language of the wind.. ))





(P.S.1.. I’ve used the terms talk, speech and language interchangeably according to context. They all are translated from the same word, mozhi.. )



(P.S2.. This may be considered as a disclaimer as well.. I’m no expert in Tamil, but I believe I’ve done a decent job. Comments and corrections are welcome. I’ll incorporate corrections regularly. )

Long time i guess… but here i am… officailly NIT-Tian… and with just 4 days to go before i leave for college…



Chuck the sad stuff… the best part abt this is, Dad said he ll get me a laptop…. and a cellphone!!!



Wait… there’s a catch… i cant take them to college… at least for now.



So my luck went from outtta the roof to thro the window…. but well… sumthings better than nothing right, so i said “Cool!” and popped a chewing gum in my mouth. Which reminds me…. time to make a sweeping statement. Actually, lets make a series of unfortunately true sweeping statements….



Skeptic: “The world is divided into those who love Sivaji, and those with brains.”

Critic: “The world is divided into those who love Rajni, and those who skip Sivaji.”

Fanatic: “The world is divided into those who love Sivaji, and those who wish to die.”



You get the general idea. Rajni, the eternal superstar of tamil ciinema… the mere mention of whose name causes earthquakes in the heartland of the proud Tamil state…. the one who takes the path less taken, who uses a non existent iterative loop structure to repeat his dialogues a hundered times and he who proclaims God is the one true Lord… etc etc blah blah…



Dont get me wrong… im very much a Rajni fan… not the ‘ThaallaaaA!!!!!’ but more the “whoooooooooaaaaa!!!! sexxxyyy!!!” type… And i pretty much had huge expectations for Sivaji… i mean… the guy looked stylish for gods sake! But then i decided to go see it. In a theatre. With hundreds of screaming fans.



*BEEEEEEEP* Wrong.



Hundreds of silent fans. I wont proceed to critically dissect the movie because that one reaction is testimony enough. Quite simply, it was a Vijay movie with Rajini in the lead and Shankar at his nauseous best.



Enough of that… lets get down to business. So since dad told me i could have a laptop, i thought i d better get down to deciding one. Of course, Dell… they make the best laptops. Then wat else… there i was,,, stuck…. then an idea struck me. You know… the *Eureka!* ones… when a bulb glows over your head and you lift your index finger in celebration, and a photographer is there to capture you in all your frizzy haired glory…. that types. Who better to ask, than a Rocket Scientist!!!!



Wait… No, im not joking. In fact, its “Rok-Het-Psy-Ent-Ist”. Yes, he has a name. No, iwont tell you. Yes, he s crazy. Yes, he has a blog. And yes, he does have wierd hair and rocks in physics. No, he s not called ‘Einstien’. Gawd!!!!



To make a loong story medium sized, he thoroughly put me down for my lack of computing intellect, proceeded to describe, in a condescending manner, the pros and cons of getting a Laptop (Pros: Lots. Cons: None) and concluded with a flourish, whipping out a link which made the entire conversation obsolete. When i, in a fit of anger, wondered aloud why i just didnt go to the link first, he tells me, “Duh! You need to be a rocket scientist to figure that out!”.



The allure of the dark side was never so strong as that moment. Oh, for a lightsaber and metallic limbs with a scary voice and sith powers of torture… *Sighs*



Anyway…. i guess thats all. Any questions regarding the purpose behind this post will be greeted by a very kind, “Look at eh blog name, you idiot!”.



Oh, and I would really like to point you all, dear readers, to this amazing book, titled “How to swear effectively : A one stop guide for thoroughly and efficiently dragging your enemies’ ancestor into the dust, and adding spit for good measure” by ‘Bazaar PC’. I assure you from first hand experience… this one is good.



Later!

well i don’t believe in this 13th, friday fear concept…



but quite interesting to know about the historical events which are being associated to this origin…



http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/historical/a/friday_the_13th.htm



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friday_the_13th

The recently concluded ottawa linux symposium has some really good talks from the fields of virtualization,power management,wireless,embedded devices,large scalable systems,filesystems etc., Check out the proceedings pdf for details here. Happy reading.

10 hrs! 10 hrs its been raining unabated as i just peep out from the glass windows. No signs of a let-up watsoever as the roads,streets,shops n buildings take a battering.When it rains, it comes down really hard, in buckets.

The ghosts of 26/7 still havent died and each moment of that eventful day still remains deeply etched in peoples’ minds. Ask anyone and he/she will have a story of theirs to tell u. Stranded 18 hrs on a flyover, fished out using ropes or spending half a day on the roof of a BEST bus..all this sounds like such bedtime story material, doesnt it??





‘Its nothing new in Mumbai’ you may argue ;doesnt it wreak havoc in the city every year? Fair say, 30-50 cm of rainfall a day is perfectly fine here, though at times, it may go to a 100. The city drains getting clogged are pretty normal .People wading through waist-high water at places is quite a common sight. Road transport is hit a bit. Local Trains run 15 min late (yeah if that happens in mumbai then u r absolutely sure that the city is facing a terrible downpour). Trade suffers. Houses are flooded. Money worth crores is washed away in no time. And people take refuge in their places of work for days, till the office canteens show signs of famine.







And still the people keep their mouths shut. No one cries for help. No one cribs or cries like cyclone or tsunami victims. See..havent u studied in school that ‘Silence is golden’ (or is it silver?))!! See.. there’s not even a demand for a relief package of a cr rupees like other places (v wont get it anyways, so no big deal). Because ,u see, there’s nothing new..yeh sab toh hota rehta hain yaar har saal.” All this for a city which boasts of contributing a third to the country’s exchequer.

And the reason why all this isnt new is because we have got so f****ng used to this life thanks to our “chalta hain” attitude and resilience infinitum.







Flood or blasts, in mumbai, we practise something called ” The Art of surviving” (no its different from ” The art of living”).Its not something practised or taught in yoga classes. Its done by normal mumbaikars quite subconsciously,daily in their lives. For instance ,fearlessly hanging out of a crowded fast-local with just a semblance of a finger-nail inside it (even a day after a train blast), living in a micro matchbox apartment for generations in a crowded suburb, evading a million potholes everyday, getting stuck in traffic snarls for hrs together etc etc.

Brand MUMBAI is remembered (Rather exploited) only on two occasions- one to showcase its role as the proverbial cash cow (its hard-earned money in the form of taxes obviously feeding the hungry vote banks in north india, feeding the sarkaari babus in delhi and making life comfortable for the thankless capital city, ).

And Secondly (most importantly) to talk about the courage and spirit shown by the brave mumbaikar who stares calamity in the face and battles against all odds even as the whole system struggles to come to terms . The “salaam mumbai” rhetoric is sung by babus (when what the city really needs is something more substantial) and then all’s well.After all the mayhem as died down, life resumes as normal for the common man in the city, the very next day itself or the very next week in the worst of circumstances. As if nothin really happened!

Fverything is forgotten….till the next calamity strikes. Meanwhile, plans to transform Mumbai to Shanghai are drawn out. And we thought that the whole Shanghai fixation was just one of those over-ambitious,candy-floss dreams that our leaders get from time to time! ‘Modelling Mumbai on Shanghai lines’ they say.

Interesting, it seems, Mumbai has six sister cities in different parts of the world (maximum permitted by the Indian government).

Yeah, six really hot sisters!!

They are: Berlin, London, Los Angeles, Saint Petersburg, Stuttgart and Yokohama (Shanghai is not one of them incase you were looking for it!).



Hmm.. for the moment, modelling the city is the last thing on our minds as every soul tries his/her best to keep indoors and admires the marauding rains, from the confines of their houses for isnt it supposed to be Mumbai’s most romantic season.



Regards



Vishwesh

At first glance on the topic, your answer immediately would be “NO!!”



Let me clarify my situation to explain the topic better. I am talking about a C code that used network sockets provided by the OS. Many such clones of the program are running simultaneously and these interact among themselves using the BSD sockets.

I really got expected execution sometimes by just repeating the whole process of execution just one more time for confirmation… And what happens, it executes properly!!

With all these experiences of mine, I thought about jotting down some common factors that may affect socket programming..

Pointers for socket programming:

• Never give up with just one wrong execution of the program. Try at least 2 times.
• Carefully choose your buffer sizes. No error is flagged and this is a very easy way of losing data while transmitting or receiving.
• DON’T flood the network with packets continuously with packets from different sources to different destinations. It just does not work!! Give some breathing time for it to transmit the packets successfully.

So… Go on and give your best network code in C :)