Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Post "3 idiots"

Okay...I watched 3 idiots and its just awesome! I want to watch it again and again...

It's first of a kind movie I should say which is at par with the book...that it is based on "Five point someone" by Chetan Bhagat.

The core idea that the movie puts forward is to be knowledge sucker and not marks sucker!
And not to mention when Amir delivered the dailogue " saying if you seek knowledge, success will be automatically there, in fact success will run behind you" reminded me of Phadke sir (my HOD at Ruia) saying "exams are just a side effect, they just come and go- we should have a lecture even a day before the exam" So very true...I always feel!

Also, I think the movie has glamorized or rather brought into limelight...the geek, the nerd, the out of the box thinker...in every class! And this ability to ask questions and thinking unconventionally is there not in just a few from the class but in fact every born soul on this planet...but our education system is far too much against questioning and is to all the extents marks oriented!

No wonder Americans and Europeans of Indian origin win noble prizes in Science...cause education system here,doesn't allow you to think of nothing except marks and peer allows you to think of just a good college-an awesome placement-an excellent package-a decent spouse-children and thats it...thats life!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

:)


It feels good...when

  • On my evening walk on the terrace I spot the incandescent pretending to be cool “Sun”…placed at an empty spot in the skyline.
  • I write my first poem
  • For birthdays and few spl. Occasions, I manage to write a good rhyme scheme for friends and relatives.
  • Our juniors sing “ Yarron Dosti….badi hi haseen hai…” at our farewell and it is for the very first time I have listened to this song when I am with my friends and it was a different feeling altogether, sort of gave a flashback of good times together.
  • “And still those voices are calling from faaarrrr away…” is played on guitar and sung during the terrace jamming sessions
  • “We” “our gang” meet for the first time, since completing our graduation had taken us apart; and there is this single hug which speaks at length of the times we missed each others company.
  • The question I ask has no answers, no answers at all…neither the text books, nor the reference books, not even the research papers have an answer to it…unfortunately nor do I, but the simple feeling of being well read, given a good thought to it and having a good question is so awesome, so what if it happens not so often!
  • I get admissions for my Masters in Pune and pack my stuff and leave the comforts of, my parents, my home and all the best things around me. Unlike the advices and Do’s and Don’ts list that I get from others : my late grand dad says, “ You are going to place which is a bit orthodox it is not as modern in the thought process as is Mumbai, we know the kind of relationship you maintain with your friends and how healthy it is…the lines are placed differently there, be careful that you don’t even cross their lines ”
  • We have the main Gauri Puja during the Ganpati at our place and I am supposed to do the Ganpati Puja for the evening. Everyone in the house is so excited cause they have managed to convince me to were a “nav-vari” saree and yes, I wear it, that to for the first time. Looking at me wearing a nav-vari saree and all the traditional jewellery including the nose ring and doing the Pooja, the kind of happiness that I see on my grand dad’s face is truly just beyond words or just beyond anything in life...
  • My bro studying commerce asks me something related to credit and debit and on me creating a blunder says “bewkuf hai asa nasta…” followed by the correct thing…
  • I see sibs fight, as I do with my bro…
  • My bro says " this female does nothing except tinkering with DNA/RNA"
  • On this day someone asks me “You are in which std.?” I feel younger, I feel being in school…
  • I see pictures from my own childhood and don’t remember anything, not even being clicked.
  • I try to remember, when the first time I saw in the mirror was!
  • I see an infant placed in his mothers comforts responding to the light and dark transitions occurring in a moving train, its just his eyes speak of the whole experience with astonishment.
  • An infant greets me with the cutest “smile” on this planet.
  • My favourite song is played on the FM
  • My mum cooks exactly what I am craving for, for the whole day…without me telling her about it.
  • A flashback of good times with friend and relatives, just feels as if it was just yesterday when we were together
  • I am travelling in the night, windows open-a chain of thoughts running through the mind-cold breeze smashing the face and nothing but darkness accompanying me.
  • A blogger blogs about a thought process, genuine feelings, anything and everything that clicks to me
  • Someone takes my case… I enjoy it, though not always!
  • I spot the full sized, full moon on a full moon day!
  • In the evening I am just lying on my bed and thinking over the setting sun and my favourite song is being played in the background.
  • Someone understands me better.
  • I find someone lazier than me.
  • I achieve something the hard way...cause i better understand its value then, though i wish it was easier!
  • I get appreciated for doing something which is, in the first place not a very big deal (acc. me)...its just that someone makes it appear so.
  • A lie or a mistake gets unnoticed!
  • I remember an “Oops” situation from the past.
  • I write a post for my blog and know that it would be fun to read it after a while…

Friday, December 4, 2009

Telly tour...

Jus happened to see “Bazigar” movie recently and when the famous song was played “ yeh kalli kalli aankeh …tururu tururu..yeh gore gore gal tururu tururu…” I jus couldn’t stop stop laughing…on the lyrics…on srk, on kajol, on their dance, and on myself too cause I used to enjoy dancing and singing that number!


I got a kind of flashback…of my childhood telly experience…


“Kasturi-supri…chai ka mazaa…!” some chai ka ad song…spoofed by my cousins to tease me…so basically I used to dread this ad big time then…!


The bournvita ka ads,


The Cadbury perk ka Preeti Zinta’s ad,


“Mango Frooti…fresh and juicy”…the


“doodh, doodh…doodh hai wonderful pi sakte hain roj glassful doodh, doodh…”


the nirma ad with the toing…. kinda music ;


"jarasi hassi dular jarasaaa…Amul; The Taste of India..aa.aa” and few others with which I associate my childhood and my tv hours with…!


The “Wednesday 7pm” wala “chitrahaar”

…the “Sunday 7am” wala “rangoli” and

10pm wala “superhit muqabla”

…the only musical treat on television…available then…


The detective thrillers…I just remember “Tehkikaat” and “Raja aur Ranchoo”


Sunday mornings were special and unlike now when I spend my Sunday mornings sleeping…the schedule used to be quite busy then…

7-8 Rangoli

8-9 Shree Krishna

9-10 Chandrakanta

10-11 The jungle book


Also “Small wonder” “Bewitched” “The Famous Five” “Duck tales” “Tales spin” “Cindrella” “Captain planet-he’s the hero..Brings pollution down to zero…” were my favourites….!


Yup, there were also some programs that left their mark "Surabhi" was one of them, hosted by Renuka Shahane and Siddharth Kak...this was one show that i never missed...


I think the first movie I watched in theatre was “Jurassic Park” and was really scared on watching it; the funniest part was…I thought we were going to some park that day…!


I also remember watching movies like Anjali, Halo, Mr.India, Andaz Apna Apna and responding to the emotional ups and downs too…


Even the few TV hours we used to have were interrupted with power cuts and then would begin with “candle light entertainment” whole building ka Baccha Company used to be out of their houses. Playing hide n seek…antakshri...n what not…and the kind of uproar we used to have when the power was back…used to be deafening!!!


Today, the telly experience is way different…it’s overdone, I feel!

Back in time it was a treat, a perfect balance of everything…but times have changed and so has the TV!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

(2) A must read...

continued...

Authority, as a reason for believing something, means believing in it because you are told to believe it by somebody important. In the Roman Catholic Church, the pope is the most important person, and people believe he must be right just because he is the pope. In one branch of the Muslim religion, the important people are the old men with beards called ayatollahs. Lots of Muslims in this country are prepared to commit murder, purely because the ayatollahs in a
faraway country tell them to.

When I say that it was only in 1950 that Roman Catholics were finally told that they had to believe that Mary's body shot off to Heaven, what I mean is that in 1950, the pope told people that they had to believe it. That was it. The pope said it was true, so it had to be true! Now, probably some of the things that that pope said in his life were true and some were not true. There is no good reason why, just because he was the pope, you should believe everything he said any more than you believe everything that other people say. The present pope ( 1995 ) has ordered his followers not to limit the number of babies they have. If people follow this authority as slavishly as he would wish, the results could be terrible famines, diseases, and wars, caused by overcrowding.

Of course, even in science, sometimes we haven't seen the evidence ourselves and we have to take somebody else's word for it. I haven't, with my own eyes, seen the evidence that light travels at a speed of 186,000 miles per second. Instead, I believe books that tell me the speed of light. This looks like "authority." But actually, it is much better than authority, because the people who wrote the books have seen the evidence and anyone is free to look carefully at the evidence whenever they want. That is very comforting. But not even the priests claim that there is any evidence for their story about Mary's body zooming off to Heaven.

The third kind of bad reason for believing anything is called "revelation." If you had asked the pope in 1950 how he knew that Mary's body disappeared into Heaven, he would probably have said that it had been "revealed" to him. He shut himself in his room and prayed for guidance. He thought and thought, all by himself, and he became more and more sure inside himself. When religious people just have a feeling inside themselves that something must be true, even though there is no evidence that it is true, they call their feeling "revelation." It isn't only popes who claim to have revelations. Lots of religious people do. It is one of their main reasons for believing the things that they do believe.
But is it a good reason? Suppose I told you that your dog was dead. You'd be very upset, and you'd probably say, "Are you sure? How do you know? How did it happen?" Now suppose I answered: "I don't actually know that Pepe is dead. I have no evidence. I just have a funny feeling deep inside me that he is dead." You'd be pretty cross with me for scaring you, because you'd know that an inside "feeling" on its own is not a good reason for believing that a whippet is dead. You need evidence. We all have inside feelings from time to time, sometimes they turn out to be right and sometimes they don't. Anyway, different people have opposite feelings, so how are we to decide whose feeling is right? The only way to be sure that a dog is dead is to see him dead, or hear that his heart has stopped; or be told by somebody who has seen or heard some real evidence that he is dead.

People sometimes say that you must believe in feelings deep inside, otherwise, you' d never be confident of things like "My wife loves me." But this is a bad argument. There can be plenty of evidence that somebody loves you. All through the day when you are with somebody who loves you, you see and hear lots of little titbits of evidence, and they all add up. It isn't a purely inside feeling, like the feeling that priests call revelation. There are outside things to back up the inside feeling: looks in the eye, tender notes in the voice, little favors and kindnesses; this is all real evidence.Sometimes people have a strong inside feeling that somebody loves them when it is not based upon any evidence, and then they are likely to be completely wrong.
There are people with a strong inside feeling that a famous film star loves them, when really the film star hasn't even met them. People like that are ill in their minds. Inside feelings must be backed up by evidence, otherwise you just can't trust them.

Inside feelings are valuable in science, too, but only for giving you ideas that you later test by looking for evidence. A scientist can have a "hunch'" about an idea that just "feels" right. In itself, this is not a good reason for believing something. But it can be a good reason for spending some time doing a particular experiment, or looking in a particular way for evidence. Scientists use inside feelings all the time to get ideas. But they are not worth anything until they are supported by evidence.

I promised that I'd come back to tradition, and look at it in another way. I want to try to explain why tradition is so important to us. All animals are built (by the process called evolution) to survive in the normal place in which their kind live. Lions are built to be good at surviving on the plains of Africa. Crayfish to be good at surviving in fresh, water, while lobsters are built to be good at surviving in the salt sea. People are animals, too, and we are built to be good at surviving in a world full of ..... other people. Most of us don't hunt for our own food like lions or lobsters; we buy it from other people who have bought it from yet other people. We ''swim'' through a "sea of people." Just as a fish needs gills to survive in water, people need brains that make them able to deal with other people. Just as the sea is full of salt water, the sea of people is full of difficult things to learn. Like language. You speak English, but your friend Ann-Kathrin speaks German. You each speak the language that fits you to '`swim about" in your own separate "people sea." Language is passed down by tradition. There is no other way . In England, Pepe is a dog. In Germany he is ein Hund. Neither of these words is more correct, or more true than the other. Both are simply handed down. In order to be good at "swimming about in their people sea," children have to learn the language of their own country, and lots of other things about their own people; and this means that they have to absorb, like blotting paper, an enormous amount of traditional information. (Remember that traditional information just means things that are handed down from grandparents to parents to children.) The child's brain has to be a sucker for traditional information. And the child can't be expected to sort out good and useful traditional information, like the words of a language, from bad or silly traditional information, like believing in witches and devils and ever-living virgins.

It's a pity, but it can't help being the case, that because children have to be
suckers for traditional information, they are likely to believe anything the grown-ups tell them, whether true or false, right or wrong. Lots of what the grown-ups tell them is true and based on evidence, or at least sensible. But if some of it is false, silly, or even wicked, there is nothing to stop the children believing that, too. Now, when the children grow up, what do they do? Well, of course, they tell it to the next generation of children. So, once something gets itself strongly believed - even if it is completely untrue and there never was any reason to believe it in the first place - it can go on forever.

Could this be what has happened with religions ? Belief that there is a god or gods, belief in Heaven, belief that Mary never died, belief that Jesus never had a human father, belief that prayers are answered, belief that wine turns into blood - not one of these beliefs is backed up by any good evidence. Yet millions of people believe them. Perhaps this because they were told to believe them when they were told to believe them when they were young enough to believe anything.Millions of other people believe quite different things, because they were told different things when they were children. Muslim children are told different things from Christian children, and both grow up utterly convinced that they are right and the others are wrong. Even within Christians, Roman Catholics believe different things from Church of England people or Episcopalians, Shakers or Quakers , Mormons or Holy Rollers, and are all utterly covinced that they are right and the others are wrong. They believe different things for exactly the same kind of reason as you speak English and Ann-Kathrin speaks German. Both languages are, in their own country, the right language to speak. But it can't be true that different religions are right in their own countries, because different religions claim that opposite things are true. Mary can't be alive in Catholic Southern Ireland but dead in Protestant Northern Ireland.

What can we do about all this ? It is not easy for you to do anything, because you are only ten. But you could try this. Next time somebody tells you something that sounds important, think to yourself: "Is this the kind of thing that people probably know because of evidence? Or is it the kind of thing that people only believe because of tradition, authority, or revelation?" And, next time somebody tells you that something is true, why not say to them: "What kind of evidence is there for that?" And if they can't give you a good answer, I hope you'll think very carefully before you believe a word they say.

Your loving
Daddy
RICHARD DAWKINS

Saturday, November 14, 2009

(1) A Must Read..

Children's Day Special...

Dear Juliet,

Now that you are ten, I want to write to you about something that is important to me. Have you ever wondered how we know the things that we know? How do we know, for instance, that the stars, which look like tiny pinpricks in the sky, are really huge balls of fire like the sun and are very far away? And how do we know that Earth is a smaller ball whirling round one of those stars, the sun? The answer to these questions is "evidence." Sometimes evidence means actually seeing ( or hearing, feeling, smelling..... ) that something is true. Astronauts have travelled far enough from earth to see with their own eyes that it is round. Sometimes our eyes need help. The "evening star" looks like a bright twinkle in the sky, but with a telescope, you can see that it is a beautiful ball - the planet we call Venus. Something that you learn by direct seeing ( or
hearing or feeling..... ) is called an observation.

Often, evidence isn't just an observation on its own, but observation always lies at the back of it. If there's been a murder, often nobody (except the murderer and the victim!) actually observed it. But detectives can gather together lots or other observations which may all point toward a particular suspect. If a person's fingerprints match those found on a dagger, this is evidence that he touched it. It doesn't prove that he did the murder, but it can help when it's joined up with lots of other evidence. Sometimes a detective can think about a whole lot of observations and suddenly realise that they fall into place and make sense if so-and-so did the murder.

Scientists - the specialists in discovering what is true about the world and the universe - often work like detectives. They make a guess ( called a hypothesis ) about what might be true. They then say to themselves: If that were really true, we ought to see so-and-so. This is called a prediction. For example, if the world is really round, we can predict that a traveller, going on and on in the same direction, should eventually find himself back where he started.When a doctor says that you have the measles, he doesn't take one look at you and see measles. His first look gives him a hypothesis that you may have measles. Then he says to himself: If she has measles I ought to see...... Then he runs through the list of predictions and tests them with his eyes ( have you got spots? ); hands ( is your forehead hot? ); and ears ( does your chest wheeze in a measly way? ). Only then does he make his decision and say, " I diagnose that the child has measles. " Sometimes doctors need to do other tests like blood tests or X-Rays, which help their eyes, hands, and ears to make observations.

The way scientists use evidence to learn about the world is much cleverer and
more complicated than I can say in a short letter. But now I want to move on
from evidence, which is a good reason for believing something , and warn you
against three bad reasons for believing anything. They are called "tradition,"
"authority," and "revelation."

First, tradition. A few months ago, I went on television to have a discussion with about fifty children. These children were invited because they had been brought up in lots of different religions. Some had been brought up as Christians, others as Jews, Muslims, Hindus, or Sikhs. The man with the microphone went from child to child, asking them what they believed. What they said shows up exactly what I mean by "tradition." Their beliefs turned out to have no connection with evidence. They just trotted out the beliefs of their parents and grandparents which, in turn, were not based upon evidence either.
They said things like: "We Hindus believe so and so"; "We Muslims believe such
and such"; "We Christians believe something else."
Of course, since they all believed different things, they couldn't all be right. The man with the microphone seemed to think this quite right and proper, and he didn't even try to get them to argue out their differences with each other. But that isn't the point I want to make for the moment. I simply want to ask where their beliefs come from. They came from tradition. Tradition means beliefs handed down from grandparent to parent to child, and so on. Or from books handed down through the centuries. Traditional beliefs often start from almost nothing; perhaps somebody just makes them up originally, like the stories about Thor and Zeus. But after they've been handed down over some centuries, the mere fact that they are so old makes them seem special. People believe things simply because people have believed the same thing over the centuries. That's tradition.

The trouble with tradition is that, no matter how long ago a story was made up, it is still exactly as true or untrue as the original story was. If you make up a story that isn't true, handing it down over a number of centuries doesn't make it any truer!
Most people in England have been baptised into the Church of England, but this is only one of the branches of the Christian religion. There are other branches such as Russian Orthodox, the Roman Catholic, and the Methodist churches. They all believe different things. The Jewish religion and the Muslim religion are a bit more different still; and there are different kinds of Jews and of Muslims.
People who believe even slightly different things from each other go to war over their disagreements. So you might think that they must have some pretty good reasons - evidence - for believing what they believe. But actually, their different beliefs are entirely due to different traditions.
Let's talk about one particular tradition. Roman Catholics believe that Mary, the mother of Jesus, was so special that she didn't die but was lifted bodily in to Heaven. Other Christian traditions disagree, saying that Mary did die like anybody else. These other religions don't talk about much and, unlike Roman Catholics, they don't call her the "Queen of Heaven." The tradition that Mary's body was lifted into Heaven is not an old one. The bible says nothing on how she died; in fact, the poor woman is scarcely mentioned in the Bible at all. The belief that her body was lifted into Heaven wasn't invented until about six centuries after Jesus' time. At first, it was just made up, in the same way as any story like "Snow White" was made up. But, over the centuries, it grew into a tradition and people started to take it seriously simply because the story had been handed down over so many generations. The older the tradition became, the more people took it seriously. It finally was written down as and official Roman Catholic belief only very recently, in 1950, when I was the age you are now. But the story was no more true in 1950 than it was when it was first invented six hundred years after Mary's death.

I'll come back to tradition at the end of my letter, and look at it in another way. But first, I must deal with the two other bad reasons for believing in anything: authority and revelation.

to be continued...

(A wonderful read...i wish to have read it at age 10...doesn't matter... its beyond the limits of age!!!)

Source: Good And Bad Reasons For Believing
By Richard Dawkins