Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Do We Love To Clean? - Puzzle

A woman told her son that she loved to keep a clean house. TO clean a dirty room and make it loon sparkling was LOVELY. The son told her that she (mom) should thank the son. the son was giving the mom so many opportunities to do what SHE loved...

Now obviously something has gone wrong in this logic. What is it?
(Because the mom obviously WASN'T thankful to the son. but the son's argument seems to indicate that mom should be thankful).

Friday, May 18, 2012

A Sudoku Puzzle

A friend of mine, whom I am teaching Punjabi to, asked me to create a Sudoku puzzle.

So here is a link that explains how to create a Sudoku and here is an easy puzzle I created:

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Here is a very difficult puzzle (created through a software):

3 1 9 7 .  .  .  .  . 
. . 6 .  . 2 .  . . 
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.  2 5 .  .  9 .  8 3
. 6 . .  7 . .  1 . 
9 8 . 3 . . 6 2 . 
.  .  .  .  .  .  .  6 . 
. . . 1 . . 3 . . 
. . . .  . 7 9 5 8

Death And Life - Ayn Rand

Guruji (who is feeling alive since yesterday, guess why) sent me this quote:
"'It’s only human,' you cry in defense of any depravity, reaching the stage of self-abasement where you seek to make the concept 'human' mean the weakling, the fool, the rotter, the liar, the failure, the coward, the fraud, and to exile from the human race the hero, the thinker, the producer, the inventor, the strong, the purposeful, the pure—as if 'to feel' were human, but to think were not, as if to fail were human, but to succeed were not, as if corruption were human, but virtue were not—as if the premise of death were proper to man, but the premise of life were not." 
Thanks. I was feeling exactly the same thing. though I didn't put it in these words. What a lady.

Having said that, how come a person who feels that way leads a life of death?

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Bridges Of Madison County - Book By Robert James Waller

Earlier I had watched the first half of the movie but never got around to seeing the second half. A friend recommended this book to me a few days back. I started reading the book.

I was caught by some very touching passages, some of which brought back memories of conversations that I have had, which I will list here (sentences in italics are my comments): 
  • "Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.". I am especially surprised because this is almost exactly what another friend told me about my tendency to analyse.
  • "I don't just take things as given; I try to make them into something that reflects my personal consciousness, my spirit. I try to find the poetry in the image". I have come across this kind of an expression from artists referring to their dress or their poetry or their paintings. I never understood what it was to find one's consciousness or spirit.

  • "She was more of a business partner to him (husband) than anything else. Some of her appreciated that. But rustling yet within her was another person who wanted to bathe and perfume herself... and be taken, carried away, and peeled back by a force she could sense, but never articulate, even dimly within her mind." A friend of mine had always insisted that the person she chose as friends and those she chose as sexual partner were entirely different. To her they were mutually exclusive. She had wanted her partner to dominate her while with a friend it would be an equal relationship.

  • "Innocuous talk, around‐the‐edges‐of-things talk. That old uneasiness again, just being in the presence of a woman for whom he felt something. He never knew quite what to say, unless the talk was serious. Even though his sense of humor was well developed, if a little bizarre, he had a fundamentally serious mind and took things seriously. His mother had always said he was an adult at four years of age. That served him well as a professional. To his way of thinking, though, it did not serve him well around women such as Francesca Johnson." I wonder how some people are "an adult at the age of four" and how little they are capable of indulging in banter. I have seen such people.

  • "It was almost as if he had taken possession of her, in all of her dimensions. That's what was frightening." ... "He replied, "I'm not sure you're inside of me, or that I am inside of you, or that I own you. At least I don't want to own you. I think we're both inside of another being we have created called 'us.'  ... And he whispered to her, "I have one thing to say, one thing only; I'll never say it another time, to anyone, and I ask you to remember it: In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live." " I am reminded of the quote by the community friend. How many people find this kind of an "once in a lifetime" certainty, something that's almost sacred? Can someone tolerate anything less? Is it not to be expected that Kincaid remained celibate later? 
  • " "As much as I want you and want to be with you and part of you, I can't tear myself away from the realness of my responsibilities. If you force me, physically or mentally, to go with you, as I said earlier, I cannot fight that. I don't have the strength, given my feelings for you. In spite of what I said about not taking the road away from you, I'd go because of my own selfish wanting of you. But please don't make me. Don't make me give this up, my responsibilities. I cannot do that and live with the thought of it. If I did leave now, those thoughts would turn me into something other than the woman you have come to love." ... "But it never took away from anything I felt for the two of you or your father. Thinking only of myself for a moment, I'm not sure I made the right decision. But taking the family into account, I'm pretty sure I did." ". Wowow. Zubeida, hear that?
  • " "Good‐bye, Robert Kincaid," she whispered, and began to cry, openly. Richard looked over at her. "What's wrong, Frannie? Will you please tell me what's wrong with you?" "Richard, I just need some time to myself. I'll be all right in a few minutes." " 
  • " "His silver bracelet was wrapped in tissue paper at the bottom of the envelope. A slip of paper was included with the bracelet. It was her handwriting: If you'd like supper again when "white moths are on the wing," come by tonight after you're finished." 
  • " "There have been times, many of them, when I've said, "The hell with it. I'm going to Winterset, Iowa, and, whatever the cost, take Francesca away with me." But I remember your words, and I respect your feelings. ... I do know that driving out of your lane that hot Friday morning was the hardest thing I've ever done or will ever do. In fact, I doubt if few men have ever done anything more difficult than that. There were women before you, a few, but none after. I made no conscious pledge to celibacy; I'm just not interested. ... I once watched a Canada goose whose mate had been shot by hunters. They mate for life, you know. The gander circled the pond for days, and more days after that. When I last saw him, he was swimming alone through the wild rice, still looking. I suppose that analogy is a little too obvious for literary tastes, but it's pretty much the way I feel." " Is it better to move on? Did Dr. Spencer Johnson (Author of "Who moved my cheese") and Robert Waller say contradictory things? Was the doctor right or was the author of the Bridges book?
  • "He felt he was becoming obsolete in a world of computers and robots and organized living in general. He saw himself as one of the last cowboys, as he put it, and called himself old fangled. ... I think Richard knew there was something in me he could not reach, and I sometimes wonder if he found the manila envelope when I kept it at home in the bureau. Just before he died, I was sitting by him in a Des Moines hospital, and he said this to me: "Francesca, I know you had your own dreams, too. I'm sorry I couldn't give them to you." That was the most touching moment of our lives together. ... If you love me, then you must love what I have done. Robert Kincaid taught me what it was like to be a woman in a way that few women, maybe none, will ever experience. He was fine and warm, and he deserves, certainly, your respect and maybe your love. I hope you can give him both of those. In his own way, through me, he was good to you. ...  I gave my family my life; I gave Robert Kincaid what was left of me." " "I owed my family my life"  would have been more appropriate. "Gave" indicates a sacrifice which is not what Francesca did. When you unwillingly repay a loan, it's not a sacrifice. Her husband and children gave her a life. She owed them.
  • "In a 1982 letter to her attorney, she had requested that her remains be cremated and her ashes scattered at Roseman Bridge."
  • "He understood magic. Jazz musicians understand it, too. That's probably why we got along. You're playing some tune you've played a thousand times before, and suddenly there's a whole new set of ideas coming straight out of your horn without ever going through your conscious mind. He said photography and life in general were a lot like that. Then he added, "So is making love to a woman you love." ... Never mentioned the woman's last name, never said where it all took place. But, man, this Robert Kincaid was a poet when he talked about her. She must've really been something, one incredible lady. ... And, man, I started to love this guy. Anyone who can feel that way about a woman is worth lovin' himself." ... But, man, I'm haunted by that story he told me about him and the woman. So, every Tuesday night I get out my horn, and I play that tune I wrote for him. I play it here, all by myself. And for some reason I always look at that picture he gave me while I play it. Somethin' about it, don't know what it is, but I can't take my eyes off that picture when I play the tune. I just stand here, about twilight, makin' that of ol' horn weep, and I play that tune for a man named Robert Kincaid and a woman he called Francesca." " I am reminded of an age old (not in vogue now) Tamil custom called Vadakkiruthal. Vadakku in Tamil means north. When a man became old and was ready to leave this world, he would voluntarily sit facing the north, stop eating and drinking until he died. There were two men who respected each other a lot, thousand plus years ago. They knew of each other but had never met. One fine day, the first man decided on vadakkiruthal. His friend having heard of this, dropped everything he was doing and joined his friend. They observed vadakkiruthal. They died together. I was a boy when I read this story. This is how friendship should be I thought then. This thing of reading the diary about a man's love and then falling in love with the man - is copied in the movie Jab Tak Hai Jaan.
Wowow. Bridges Of Madison County" is a lovely story, touchingly told. I am reminded of the movie Titanic. Kate Winslet and Meryl Streep, similar stories. But I don't get one thing. WHY shouldn't we analyze a beautiful thing? Does the analysis detract from its beauty? This is a set of quotes from the same book.

Additional Reading: 

Know Any HSP's?

A friend sent me this link on HSP's (Highly Sensitive Persons). I have known one or two such persons and I am trying to whether I can independently corroborate the stuff mentioned in this site.

This article made me curious.

Another interesting article here.

Notes:
  • The character Kincaid comes across to me as a ISFP as per Myers-Briggs personality types.
  • Jane (a friend): ESFP. A person who would accept far more and understand very little. Such people love to live in what I call glorious ambiguity and snatch ambiguity from the jaws of clarity.
  • Guruji (a friend): ESTP. A person who accepts (i.e., tolerates) less and understand more.
  • I:  INTJ. A person who would understand far more and accept very little. I dislike ambiguity and would create jump to a conclusion which would give me clarity (though incorrectly many a times).
I keep getting confused between Intuition (I) and Sensing (S) and often think a person is initially one of I/S and then shake my head and decide it's the other. Did I classify correctly this time? 

Additional reading: 

Friday, April 20, 2012

Jab We Met, Kandukonden Kandukonden And Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam

Guruji was describing three different "love"s from three different movies. These were Kareena and Tarun Arora / Shahid Kapoor in Jab We Met, Aishwarya and Abbas / Mammotty in Kandukonden Kandukonden, Aish and Salman / Ajay Devgan in Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam.

She asked me, what did Ajay Devgan and Mammotty find in Aishwarya in both movies? Well Aish was beautiful, vivacious, romantic and not bitchy. I explained that to men a woman with very good looks, who is not stupid is very  acceptable.

She suggested that in all the three movies the heroine fell in love with someone initially and then married someone else who was more appropriate. That the themes were similar.

I disagreed. While chemistry of a very high order existed between Aish and Abbas / Salman, the same chemistry was absent with the men Aish ultimately marries. The love between the husband and wife was mature and had less chemistry and fire.

If we come to Jab We Met while Kareena loved Tarun, it wasn't quite reciprocated by Tarun. The chemistry was absent in this. But even while Kareena was supposedly in love with Tarun, can we not see the chemistry between her and Shahid?

Another thing that struck me was the (absence of) fire between Tabu and Ajit in Kandukonden Kandukonden. It was mature love. Is it difficult to find fire in mature love? Is it a rare phenomenon?

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Am I A Narcissist?

I took the test and here is the result.

Results of your
Narcissistic Personality Quiz

Your Total: 16

Between 12 and 15 is average.
Celebrities often score closer to 18.
Narcissists score over 20.
Here's how you rated on the seven component traits of narcissism:
Narcissistic TraitStrength of Trait
Authority: 4.00
Self-Sufficiency: 5.00
Superiority: 2.00
Exhibitionism: 2.00
Exploitativeness: 0.00
Vanity: 0.00
Entitlement: 3.00
Below you will find a brief interpretation of each narcissism trait and what your score relative to that trait may indicate about you.
Authority
Authority refers to a person's leadership skills and power. People who score higher on authority like to be in charge and gain power, often for power's sake alone.
Self-Sufficiency
This trait refers to how self-sufficient a person is, that is, how much you rely on others versus your own abilities to meet your needs in life. You scored particularly high in self-sufficiency, suggesting you are highly self sufficient.
Superiority
This trait refers to whether a person feels they are more superior than those around them.
Exhibitionism
This trait refers to a person's need to be the center of attention, and willingness to ensure they are the center of attention (even at the expense of others' needs).
Exploitativeness
This trait refers to how willing you are to exploit others in order to meet your own needs or goals.
Vanity
This trait refers to a person's vanity, or their belief in one's own superior abilities and attractiveness compared to others.
Entitlement
This trait refers to the expectation and amount of entitlement a person has in their lives, that is, unreasonable expectations of especially favorable treatment or automatic compliance with one's expectations. People who score higher on this trait generally have a greater expectation of entitlement, while those who score lower expect little from others or life.
I didn't think self sufficiency could be a narcissistic trait. If you were self sufficient and you didn't need people can you be narcissistic? Hmm.

Additional reading: 

Friday, April 13, 2012

Rapes In Delhi

I read a couple of article quoting Delhi police's insensitivity towards rape victims. 
You are entitled to leave your house unlocked when you go on a vacation, such an act is certainly not illegal. You may also insist that your house not be burgled then. 

But if thieves do break in to your apartment, the police would have to look for the burglars and also explain you to lock up your apartment when you leave town. If the police tell you to be more careful, is it derelict of them? If their only action is to tell you to be more careful, then it certainly isn't acceptable. But apart from doing their duty of catching the victim, they also tell you to be careful in future, would we cry hoarse?

If you have Rs100,000 in cash, would you drink with strangers? You won't, right? Why would you, a woman, drink with strangers when you intrinsically have with you something very valuable?

If you still had to carry that amount of cash, would you carry it in a revealing package? If you did and got robbed, would someone be wrong admonishing you for being stupid?

Does it mean that a robber or rapist is right in what he does? Of course not. Yet, it is prudent to be careful, right?

As to the "callous" nature of Delhi police who say that women sometimes exaggerate about being raped, do read this. Do you think the woman was raped?

Women sometimes confuse rape for being unhappy after having sex, maybe because the expected payout did not happen. How many stories have we read of women who lodged a police complaint that their boyfriend raped her because he refused to marry her. Is this rape? Only a convoluted mind would consider this to be rape.

Let the authors of the links at the top understand that it's not just the police (Delhi or elsewhere) who seem to be callous. It's the women who sometimes (note my use of "sometimes") also not seem to know what rape means. While the act of rape is absolutely abominable, not every act of sex where the woman wakes up unhappy is an act of rape as well. For a more detailed understanding of this subject, I would recommend this link.

Find The Cat - Puzzle

A friend sent me this puzzle. Find the cat below.


Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Review of Udaan (2010)

This is a lovely review of an equally lovely movie Udaan. 

The character of the father is very interesting though I would have preferred him to have conceded that he could never be a good father and he is looking for a specific type of woman to get married to and that he would never again make the mistake of having a child. That he never said that makes me wonder how the man could ever be a good husband considering he was not good at maintaining any social relationship with people around him.

Many fathers are aloof, strict, unapproachable and not social. But the father in Udaan was different. His anger, violence and reactions were disproportionate to the issue he faced which made him come across as a monster and make anyone want to leave him.

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