I read the article Orphans Preferred (An excerpt from the book After the Gold Rush, by Steve McConnell)on Gamasutra.
This is a fairly interesting look at programmers, as compared to the
rest of the population. I think that what is really interesting is to
compare types within the field of programmers. The best known among
types of programmers are the hackers -- those whose work and culture
disproportionately influences technology. In addition to being the
types who design the tools and infrastructure that lets the
"mainstream programmers" do their work, these also tend to assume the
advisory roles, helping others through their problems, and writing
about the art of programming.
When thinking about "hackers", a long list of names springs to mind,
some famous, and others almost completely unknown outside of their own
community. John McCarthy (jmm), Richard Greenblatt (rwg), Guy Lewis
Steele (gls), JonL White (jonl), Bill Gosper, Richard Stallman (rms),
all from MIT; others proudly wear the title, including Don Knuth
(dek), Bill Joy (wnj), John Walker, and Jamie Zawinski (jwz).
No other virtual community has so well established its culture and its
contributions. Hackers have done this through their writings,
especially by means of such treasures as JARGON.TXT (now published as
The New Hacker's Dictionary), the HAKMEM series, and beautiful books
that describe the very essence of computing.
Returning to the MBTI discussed in the article Vince referenced, it's
noteworthy that almost all hackers are of the types INTP or INTJ.
Looking at the history and culture of hackers and the influence of
hackers on their community, it isn't difficult to see how many of the
stereotypes about "computer people", especially programmers, got their
start. The sometimes maniacal intensity, the complete lack of
acknowledgment of social structures and rank, and the apparent
disconnection with "reality" are hallmarks of not only the hacker
culture, but of the INT_ personalities (especially the INTP).
Given this apparent influence of the hackers on the stereotype of
programmers, it's particularly interesting to observe that, contrary
to stereotype, most hackers, despite their intense focus on The Hack,
are actually very well-rounded, intellectually. It isn't the least
bit uncommon to find a hacker who is also a competent amateur
physicist or mathematician. More surprisingly, the same can be said
of hackers who are competent musicians, historians, or followers of
other disciplines which seem completely unrelated to the hacker's
occupational choice.
Thus I leave you with some further reading for those interested in
more.
The New Hacker's Dictionary
http://www.catb.org/~esr/jargon/
How To Become A Hacker
http://www.catb.org/~esr/faqs/hacker-howto.html
A Brief History of Hackerdom
http://www.catb.org/~esr/writings/hacker-history/
--
Matt Curtin cmcurtin@interhack.net
http://www.interhack.net/people/cmcurtin/

here i m reproducing something from a blog http://o3.indiatimes.com/my_india

From Natwar Lal to Natwar Singhji

Dear Natwar Singh ji

I am Natwar Lal. The original Natwar. In last few days you have totally taken out the thunder from of me. You have stolen the media attention that I use to seek for my clever acts. Hats of to you sirji. I thought I am too smart but you are better.

I always use to think when even I heard about another Natwar, if the only common thing between us is our name or can there be much more. I use to think, can he be another nuts like me. Today I am a very happy man to know that we people share more the just the name. Aap nai sirji, nam ki laj rakh li.

I use to con the people and government in small cities. But you have made your name famous at International level and done all of us (Nuts) proud. Lambi haath mari hai sirji.
Every time I cheated, I made sure that my acts are properly reported in media. For me becoming famous was the greatest satisfaction from my work. My lust for publicity was reason for my fall.

I say you are better them me because I have learned lots of things from you. The 3 things that any con artist should learn from you are.

Never admit you guilt, not even to yourself, not even in your own dreams.
The way you have acted in last few weeks makes me wonder that you too must have stated believing in your innocence. The point is, before making people believe in what you want them to believe, you should yourself believe in that first. This way you do not have to lie to any body.

A lie told 100 times becomes a truth.
I am sure you have never spoken a lie in your whole life. Every thing you have spoken so far is a truth and only truth which by now you have already repeated more than 100 times.

Never be alone in such dubious deals.
Contrary to traditional thinking in our profession that one should be alone and leave no trace or evidence, you have taught us a different and better way. By involving the congress party and others you have made sure that you can never be prosecuted alone. Soniaji can never dare to remove you from the ministry what ever she may say in public. PM may start 100s of inquires against you, but the result of such all inquiries will be the same.

You are the real hero for me and worthy of being called the true and original Natwar. I salute you sir.

You admirer
Natwar Lal

so here are some by reading which one can feel proud to be an INDIAN........

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1317435.cms
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1316996.cms
http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/articleshow/msid-1316935,curpg-1.cms

i am back, after a tortures semester exams and some painful things which happened to my personal life.from now i will try to write something in regular intervals so plz keep watching of it.

Hi here goes a great conversation send to me by my friend M.swaminathan..
Ireally liked it so thought that why not to put it in my virtual home(this blog yar)

Subject: How Indian Marriages Start!!

The awkward first phone call

The Scene:
The Girl is a 23 year old investment banker, working in New York. The Boy is doing his residency in Boston and was given her number by his mother, who is a friend of the Girl's aunt's brother-in-law's cousin's uncle's wife in Chicago.

Time:
Monday night, 10 pm

Girl: Hello?

Boy: Shit, she's home! Umm, hi! Is this Pooja?

Girl: Speaking.

Boy: My name is Karan. I don't know if you know who I am. God, what if she doesn't know who I am? I don't even know why I'm doing this!

Girl: Oh, you live in Boston, right?

Boy: Yeah. Ok, so she was told about me, that's some relief. I wonder what she was told - "He's a resident, tall, and fair and he graduated from Ivy League school!". God, she probably hates me already!

Girl: Yeah, my mother mentioned you had my number. I can't believe he actually called!

Boy: So, how are you? Oh yeah, that's real original, but what the hell else I am supposed to say- Umm, hi, I don't know you, but do you want to be my wife?

Girl: I'm fine. And you? Ok, this is off to a great start

Boy: I'm good. Ok, think, think! So, I heard you're an investment banker? Oh, that's a real winner. Now I can be a bad conversationalist and an idiot!

Girl: Yes.

Boy: Ok, she is not helping me at all! Where do you work?

Girl: Merrill Lynch.

Boy: Hey, that's a great firm! I sound like a complete moron. I should just hang up except my mother would somehow find out and kill me!

Girl: Yeah, it's a nice place to work. God, this guy sounds like a complete loser

Boy: So... Stall, Stall!

Girl: So you're doing your residency in cardiology? Like my mom didn't tell me that 500 times already!

Boy: Ok, I can handle this... Yeah, I'm in my second year. Alright, now say something else, but what do I say? Do you drink? Cause if you want to marry me, you can't be one of those goody goody Indian girls who think that if they kiss a guy, they've practically gone all the way So, what do you like to do in your free time?

Girl: Umm... get wasted... Oh, you know, hang out with my friends, go to movies...

Boy: Where do you like to hang out in NY?

Girl: Shit, what am I supposed to say? This guy could be some religious freak! I can't say bars - I'll say clubs, you can go to clubs and not drink... Oh, sometimes we go to the movies, or there's a couple clubs that are good... That was good, I made it sound like I like clubs, but I'm not really into them...

Boy: Ok, she goes to clubs, that's a good sign. If she was really religious she wouldn't do that. Yeah? I like to dance also.

Girl: He likes to dance- that's a good sign. He can't be that stiff! So where do you hang out in Boston?

Boy: Should I say it? Alright, I'll say it, what the hell! Umm, the same, bars, clubs, stuff like that.

Girl: He said bars! So he probably drinks. Good sign. I should explore this further... Are there any good bars in Boston?

Boy: Yeah, there are some nice ones, I mean, I'm not a huge drinker, but I like having a good time. Ok, that gives the impression of someone who enjoys drinking but is not an alcoholic - pretty good, if I do say so myself

Girl: That sounds really positive. This guy sounds kind of cool. But if he's so cool why is he calling me? Shouldn't he have a girlfriend? Or not need to call random girls his mother tells him about? God, what if he's completely ugly? Yeah, me too. Although I hope my parents never find out.

Boy: Yeah. I know exactly what you mean.

Girl: Ok, so he didn't freak out at the living a double life reference- another good sign. I just wish I knew what he looked like... So...

Boy: Or she could be really fat with a huge mustache. Well, there's only one way to find out! So... I know this sounds a little crazy, but I'm visiting some friends in NYC next weekend and I wonder if you'd want to get together for coffee sometime.

Girl: Coffee. That's totally safe. If he's totally nasty I can have a quick espresso and run like hell! Yeah, that sounds great.

Boy: Alright that went pretty well. Coffee's pretty harmless. And who knows, maybe she'll be cool. Now I have to get the hell out of this conversation... So I have your e-mail, should I just e-mail you soon and we can figure it out?

Girl: E-mail is sooo much better than the phone. Thank God for e-mail! Yeah, just e-mail, I check it all the time at work, so - God, this is getting painful

Boy: Alright, I'll e-mail you soon. Meaning in two days, cause I don't want to look too desperate, but at the same time I don't want to look like I'm trying not to look too desperate

Girl: Cool. Well, I'm glad you called. I think...

Boy: Me too. Well, I'll see you soon. Please be hot, please be hot!

Girl: Alright. Bye. I can't believe he called! Too late to back out now. Besides, maybe he's cool. He didn't sound so bad on the phone.

Boy: Bye. I did it! I am the man. I think she wants me. Yeah, she definitely wants me...

COMING SOON........

LIFE @ ECE Vth SEMESTER

clock in my dabba(computer) indicates that its 3:17am(night) and still i m struggling hard to survive in the battle called enginnering.Now only thing which is inspiring me is "HIMMATE MARDA MADADE KHUDA"(God helps courageous).Vestigial side band modulation and single side band suppressed carrier is killing me but again "HIMMATE MARDA MADADE KHUDA".i hv periodicals from 5th sept and today is 1st of sept.if i m right there are 4 days still left and have to mug up six bloody.......Analogue system,Digital,system,Microprocessor,???????????Power electronics,Instrumentation,and bloody ........Microwave.
It seems that this time there is no hope but again i m alive bcoz i know that "HIMMATE MARDA MADADE KHUDA".
Now i will like to reproduce something here from another ITn Anand Kashyap's Blog.
According to him
Sometimes I'm prompted to think about the things I've learnt at IT-BHU.Two years ago I packed my bag and baggage to come here with a very earnest intention of becoming a model mechanical engineer.Have I become what I set out to become?Well,there's still time(two years more almost) but the trend so far indicates that I would be better off if I kept my expectations to the minimum!Don't get me wrong.

Friends this does not apply to me as i hv a lot of expectation from myself(most probably bcoz i m not in mechanical engg. department)
But there is something with which i fully agree(although some of my friends may not like this)
An important thumb rule...your grades in a subject are directly propotional to the number of doubts you ask in the class('ask' a doubt!These guys are impossible) .No matter how silly the doubt is,just keep punching it in until the unyielding creature gives in!
A chinese proverb says "One who asks a doubt is a fool for five minutes .One who does'nt ask a doubt remains a fool forever".Hey dude Confucius, how about a person who asks a doubt every five minutes?

I can just describe myself as a series of adjectives which are intensely contradicting. Everything about me is about 2 ends of a continuum joining in an absurd handshake. I am perfectionist to the core, yet I am laidback and carefree as a child. I believe in love and destiny, yet I abstain from falling into it by playing it safe. I am passionate to the point of insanity, but I haven't found anything yet to direct that passion towards. I have been a "struggler" ever since i understood reality, and enjoyed every minute of struggle while detesting it at the same time. I am a social and gregarious being, yet I love having my space and find it hard to associate myself with the society. I can't follow anyone in his/her footsteps, be them leaders, statesmen or exemplary characters, yet I associate myself with them in some way or another. I hate if anyone eyes my possessions yet I want to be envied. I love holding onto things as much as I like letting them go, in order to make room for newer things to come. I look back at the past while thinking about the future. I find certain values hypocritical and superficial, and yet I imbibe them in my persona.I know who I am, yet I am clueless. I am public yet I am private. I am an open book yet no one can unravel the mystery that I am. I let people go and embrace them the very next minute. I have priorities, yet they are not most important to me.....And I hate the book that inspired me to write this...I am the probably the most manifested anomaly of nature.If you can understand what I just said, you might have me figured out...
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The most simplistic and banal truth of life - Its not the big, important things in life that break us - The future, Certainty of finding the right one, the environment, world peace, money... In the end, it boils down to the littlest of things - A small tiff with a loved one, confession of love and being rejected, politics at work place, losing a friend, a stray random thought, a hurtful comment...
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Hi friends,this photograph is taken during our visit to lakhaniya waterfall Mirzapur on 15 th august(Independence day).previous year some seniors from ITBHU went to windhom fall and one of them died there by accident.the boy died was from 4th year civil engineering and placed with IBM.incidently during the trip i was wearing T-shirt given by IBM people and IBM was written on it so junta started saying me that this time out of 16 only 15 will come back to hostel and missing one will be me.so thats story behind the Title IBM given to the post.also by chance i was the first to slip there so people started to take fun out of it.The pic is taken by pulkit srivastava(alias pulli or HP) at the time i slipped first(obviously i slipped many times during the whole trip).