Three Matches…
Posted by sp2hari as Personal, Uncategorized, topcoder
There are very few things which happens around us which I guess we’ll never forget. And fortunately or unfortunately, I do remember a lot of things. Lots and lots that sometimes even I’m surprised. I can remember many many things which happened, say even from my 6th standard (things we study for exams never come under this category I suppose :P).
Now that topcoder is a part and parcel of my life, I was wondering what are the topcoder matches which I can never forget. I can remember almost all the screw ups I did in the topcoder matches.
Like instead of calling memset function as “int a[10]; memset (a, 0, sizeof(a));”, calling it as “int a[10]; memset (a, 0, 10);”, because the example I tried it first was with chars and there is no need to add sizeof(int) or sizeof(float) factor doesn’t need to be added.
Like deleting a line of code while removing the debug statements.
Like trying a greedy when it was begging for a simple dp solution.
Anyway, when I look back, there are only 3 topcoder matches I can never ever forget. And strangely, I haven’t solved a single problem in all these three matches. All three matches were unique and strange in their own. :-)
First one happened an year back. I registered for this contest. Even got up early and went to play this match. Was in front of the contest applet the whole time and saw the contest timer tick second by second, but never opened a single problem. Strange. I never ever imagined I would do such a thing. Topcoder was something I really cared about (even though my rating is low at that time and even now), but doing something like that was unimaginable. It was fun to just sit in front of the computer when the contest goes on. People might call it madness, but I really really wish something like that happens again. :-). Anyway, this one was better compared to the other two, one of the reasons being my rating didn’t go down.
The second one happened in Hyderabad when I went to meet Manas before coming to Bangalore. We were at Hyderabad central around 30 minutes before the contest and the travel is surely more than 45 minutes. Now I’m clueless about how to mention the travel from Hyderabad central to Manas’s place, but to give you a rough picture, you can imagine the Roadrash game. Just that we didn’t fall or dash or crash. :D. Thought my 250 failed, I was happy even to play the match after shaken up so much. :D. Man, that was one the scariest rides I can ever remember.
The third one happened just a few days back in Bangalore. Again, I can never imagine doing something like this. Anyway, this is what exactly happened. :). There was a “party” in the next room I was coding. I did the 250. I wasn’t even sure about the 250. In fact, the way I coded it, I was too surprised to see it pass the test cases. Finally, I submitted my 250 and entered the party room. Danced a bit. Yes, this one wasn’t a stupid dance like my previous one. A real proper dance. :-). Then after 5 minutes, came back to the match and saw a probability problem. I called one of my friends from the party room who wasn’t “involved” in the party. He tried to solve it and then suggested me some solution. But I got this devil-may-care attitude from the rest of the people. My 500 didn’t even pass the test cases, but still I submitted it 1 minute before the contest got over. There was no need for me to check the solution. I knew it. Next day morning, I saw my 250 failed. Wasn’t least bothered about it. Played cards and went out to roam around. :D.
I never know which one is I’ll remember longest. Probably all three are too important to remember. :-) One crazy, next one scary and last one all about fun and madness. All three new for me :-)
Anyway, I hope I don’t have any more matches like these. I want my rating to increase and it will. Because now I don’t care about it. ;-)
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Non-entities #1
Posted by yazhini as Personal, books
How does one deal with one’s peculiarities?
For instance, suppose that you are talking to someone who has just hijacked the conversation and has been explaining for the past hour about how his wife, his colleagues, the shopkeeper and the rest of the world are conspiring against him. Even as he is inculpating half a dozen of your common acquaintances, you see him take shape as one of the non-entities in the book that you might write. You strive to listen to him and make the appropriate sounds but all you see is his first scene, with him telling his friends in a passionate voice that his brother, who is an overbearing ass and who stole his girl (and who is incidentally your hero), had just fired him because he couldn’t type fast enough. You see how his shifty eyes never waver when he feels righteous or when he talks about his brother. You debate between the choices of adjectives and sentences spring to your head. You craft him carefully, highlighting his essential weakness but without creating in him an antithesis of your hero, giving them both straight noses, stubborn chins…
Unfortunately, the number of non-entities in my books seems to be inordinately high. How DO you deal with this?
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GRE countdown
Posted by yazhini as GRE, Kela, Personal
30 days to GRE:
“A month to GRE! Ah, only fifty word lists. I can do much more than two per day! Gonna finish them all and spend the last week only in revising. The last weekend alone ought to do for Quants.”
15 days to GRE:
“I DON’T wanna work! I MUST start preparing soon. The most-frequent-words list alone might be good enough.”
10 days to GRE:
“Alright, suppose I do five word lists a day and spend the last day on Quants… She says nobody can get below 1200. Hmmm…”
7 days to GRE:
“God damn these cycle tests. Forty more to go. Okay, I’ll mug the blasted words till 9, study for CT till 12, get up at 5.15… Never mind. I’ll play AOE and postpone GRE. By an year.”
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Keep the sparks alive !!
Posted by Suren as Life, Personal
Most of you might have read this.
Below is a Inaugural Speech for the new batch at the Symbiosis BBA program, Pune delivered by Chetan Bhagath.
“””””
Good Morning everyone and thank you for giving me this chance to speak
to you. This day is about you. You, who have come to this college,
leaving the comfort of your homes (or in some cases discomfort), to
become something in your life. I am sure you are excited. There are few
days in human life when one is truly elated. The first day in college
is one of them. When you were getting ready today, you felt a tingling
in your stomach. What would the auditorium be like, what would the
teachers be like, who are my new classmates - there is so much to be
curious about. I call this excitement, the spark within you that makes
you feel truly alive today. Today I am going to talk about keeping the
spark shining. Or to put it another way, how to be happy most, if not
all the time.
Where do these sparks start? I think we are born with them. My 3-year
old twin boys have a million sparks. A little Spiderman toy can make
them jump on the bed. They get thrills from creaky swings in the park. A
story from daddy gets them excited. They do a daily countdown for
birthday party several months in advance just for the day they will cut
their own birthday cake.
I see students like you, and I still see some sparks. But when I see
older people, the spark is difficult to find. That means as we age, the
spark fades. People whose spark has faded too much are dull, dejected,
aimless and bitter. Remember Kareena in the first half of Jab We Met vs
the second half? That is what happens when the spark is lost. So how
to save the spark?
Imagine the spark to be a lamp’s flame. The first aspect is nurturing -
to give your spark the fuel, continuously. The second is to guard
against storms.
To nurture, always have goals. It is human nature to strive, improve
and achieve full potential. In fact, that is success. It is what is
possible for you. It isn’t any external measure - a certain cost to
company pay package, a particular car or house.
Most of us are from middle class families. To us, having material
landmarks is success and rightly so. When you have grown up where money
constraints force everyday choices, financial freedom is a big
achievement. But it isn’t the purpose of life. If that was the case, Mr.
Ambani would not show up for work. Shah Rukh Khan would stay at home and
not dance anymore. Steve Jobs won’t be working hard to make a better
iPhone, as he sold Pixar for billions of dollars already. Why do they do
it? What makes them come to work everyday? They do it because it makes
them happy. They do it because it makes them feel alive. Just getting
better from current levels feels good. If you study hard, you can
improve your rank. If you make an effort to interact with people, you
will do better in interviews. If you practice, your cricket will get
better. You may also know that you cannot become Tendulkar, yet. But you
can get to the next level. Striving for that next level is important.
Nature designed with a random set of genes and circumstances in which
we were born. To be happy, we have to accept it and make the most of
nature’s design. Are you? Goals will help you do that.
I must add, don’t just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give
you a balanced, successful life. I use the word balanced before
successful. Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental
peace are all in good order.
There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup.
There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not
enjoyable if your mind is full of tensions.
You must have read some quotes - Life is a tough race, it is a marathon
or whatever. No, from what I have seen so far, life is one of those
races in nursery school, where you have to run with a marble in a spoon
kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first.
Same with life, where health and relationships are the marble. Your
striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you
may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited
and alive, will start to die.
One last thing about nurturing the spark - don’t take life seriously.
One of my yoga teachers used to make students laugh during classes. One
student asked him if these jokes would take away something from the yoga
practice. The teacher said - don’t be serious, be sincere. This quote
has defined my work ever since. Whether its my writing, my job, my
relationships or any of my goals. I get thousands of opinions on my
writing everyday. There is heaps of praise, there is intense criticism.
If I take it all seriously, how will I write? Or rather, how will I
live? Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary
here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are
lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500
weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? It’s ok, bunk a few
classes, goof up a few interviews, fall in love. We are people, not
programmed devices.
I’ve told you three things - reasonable goals, balance and not taking
it too seriously that will nurture the spark. However, there are four
storms in life that will threaten to completely put out the flame. These
must be guarded against. These are disappointment, frustration,
unfairness and loneliness of purpose.
Disappointment will come when your effort does not give you the
expected return. If things don’t go as planned or if you face failure.
Failure is extremely difficult to handle, but those that do come out
stronger. What did this failure teach me? is the question you will need
to ask. You will feel miserable. You will want to quit, like I wanted to
when nine publishers rejected my first book. Some IITians kill
themselves over low grades how silly is that? But that is how much
failure can hurt you. But it’s life. If challenges could always be
overcome, they would cease to be a challenge. And remember - if you are
failing at something, that means you are at your limit or potential. And
that’s where you want to be.
Disappointment’s cousin is frustration, the second storm. Have you
ever been frustrated? It happens when things are stuck. This is
especially relevant in India. From traffic jams to getting that job you
deserve, sometimes things take so long that you don’t know if you chose
the right goal. After books, I set the goal of writing for Bollywood, as
I thought they needed writers. I am called extremely lucky, but it took
me five years to get close to a release. Frustration saps excitement,
and turns your initial energy into something negative, making you a
bitter person. How did I deal with it? A realistic assessment of the
time involved movies take a long time to make even though they are
watched quickly, seeking a certain enjoyment in the process rather than
the end result at least I was learning how to write scripts, having a
side plan I had my third book to write and even something as simple as
pleasurable distractions in your life - friends, food, travel can help
you overcome it. Remember, nothing is to be taken seriously. Frustration
is a sign somewhere, you took it too seriously.
Unfairness - this is hardest to deal with, but unfortunately that is
how our country works. People with connections, rich dads, beautiful
faces, pedigree find it easier to make it not just in Bollywood, but
everywhere. And sometimes it is just plain luck. There are so few
opportunities in India, so many stars need to be aligned for you to make
it happen. Merit and hard work is not always linked to achievement in
the short term, but the long term correlation is high, and ultimately
things do work out. But realize, there will be some people luckier than
you. In fact, to have an opportunity to go to college and understand
this speech in English means you are pretty damm lucky by Indian
standards. Let’s be grateful for what we have and get the strength to
accept what we don’t. I have so much love from my readers that other
writers cannot even imagine it. However, I don’t get literary praise.
It’s ok. I don’t look like Aishwarya Rai, but I have two boys who I
think are more beautiful than her. It’s ok. Don’t let unfairness kill
your spark.
Finally, the last point that can kill your spark is isolation. As you
grow older you will realize you are unique. When you are little, all
kids want Ice cream and Spiderman. As you grow older to college, you
still are a lot like your friends. But ten years later and you realize
you are unique. What you want, what you believe in, what makes you feel,
may be different from even the people closest to you. This can create
conflict as your goals may not match with others. . And you may drop
some of them. Basketball captains in college invariably stop playing
basketball by the time they have their second child. They give up
something that meant so much to them. They do it for their family. But
in doing that, the spark dies. Never, ever make that compromise. Love
yourself first, and then others.
There you go. I’ve told you the four thunderstorms - disappointment,
frustration, unfairness and isolation. You cannot avoid them, as like
the monsoon they will come into your life at regular intervals. You just
need to keep the raincoat handy to not let the spark die.
I welcome you again to the most wonderful years of your life. If
someone gave me the choice to go back in time, I will surely choose
college. But I also hope that ten years later as well, your eyes will
shine the same way as they do today. That you will Keep the Spark alive,
not only through college, but through the next 2,500 weekends. And I
hope not just you, but my whole country will keep that spark alive, as
we really need it now more than any moment in history. And there is
something cool about saying - I come from the land of a billion sparks.
Thank You.
“””””
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I got a Job !
Posted by Suren as Friends, Life, Personal
I got a job in Yahoo!
Thanks everyone for wishing and helping for me. In fact the whole job getting thing hasn’t sunk in yet.
Some of the messages like ” Good luck , Little one “, “Dude all the best , dont worry abt results and give the best shot’ and ” dei u will clear , do it nice ” , still rings in me
PS: Special thanks to all my wing mates who took extra care that I get enough bumps ![]()
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A Cow in a room
Posted by Suren as Personal, arbit, humour, mokka
All incidents and people in the story are real.
4.00 am:
Karthi wakes up for a midnight leak. Comes out of his room and turns right once , left on… Wait!!! did he see something in his right. Turns back and looks again. Some one with a strange dress is standing outside a few rooms away from his room holding the door tight.Karthi is a bit scared. Karthi moves reluctantly near the person and finally he finds out who the person is !
karthi : Dei neeeyaa ??? innum thoongala ? ( hey its you ?? havent slept yet ? )
person :saniyane, thoongitu thaaan da irunthen ( I was sleeping only)
karthi: (bemused , irritated) approm ippa enna pannitu irruka ? ( what the f*** are you doing now then ? )
person: room kulla oru maadu irruku da! i got scared and came outside.
karthi:( shocked to hear such a reply ,) dei monna naaye, nee thookatula olarathukku naan thaan kedachena ? poi olunga thoongu da ( WTF ??? a$$ hole , u are sleep walking, go sleep).
person: Dei please help da, i slept at 3 only, help me get the cow outside. i want to sleep
karthi: (strikes head five time saying ayyo ayyo and goes to finish what he woke up for)
The poor person waits outside the room for some time , reality still finding a tough time to sink in and finally after 5 min and once he got convinced he had been dreaming/sleep walking , he still carefully opens the door, checks if there is a cow in the room and then goes to sleep like a baby
10:30 am
karthi: dei , un roomla maadu eppdi da irruku ? (how is the cow in ur room ? )
person: what non sense ? I am in first floor and how the heck can a cow climb up here ? have u been dreaming ???
karthi: dei @#!$$^%$^&%*&*(&^&***^&%
( the surrounding crowd mockingly beats up the person )
End of another of the crazy days for the person
PS : person = suren = myself
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Clueless…
Posted by sp2hari as Personal, Uncategorized, angry, frust
The title says it all. In fact, it is so apt for this post.
I post a letter to my friend. It is lost. So simple. The letter is gone now. Simply gone. :( :( :(
There are few times when you do everything perfect and at the end fate just smiles at you and makes you forget the meaning of the word perfect. Hmmmm, this is one of those :(. I simply hate Indian Postal Service for screwing things up and myself for posting that letter.
Anyway, now I can’t do anything else. Just have to forget this.
Murphy is god. :)
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