looks good!!!
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
A virus in the CF card
I have read at various places that computer viruses do not infect memory cards....well that is not entirely true. Yesterday, at a friends place I plugged in a CF card that he had got from his friend and found a USB type autorun virus that i blogged about previously under the Nhatquanglan name.
As I connected the CF card to my laptop, the free AVG antivirus lit up and healed the infection too, I wonedr might have happened if the CF card was put into his canon 400D SLR. It seems that if a CF card is used like a pen drive or a flash drive to transfer data (pictures even) from one infected computer, it can be infected with this type of virus. What it does when plugged into a camera is something I dont know and dont want to find out. To all those reading this, do not use your CF cards as pen drives, use them to store pictures in the camera. keep your computer clean with any antivirus...burn pictures on to a CD, use the CD to get pictures printed from the shop (if you dont have your own printer).
As I connected the CF card to my laptop, the free AVG antivirus lit up and healed the infection too, I wonedr might have happened if the CF card was put into his canon 400D SLR. It seems that if a CF card is used like a pen drive or a flash drive to transfer data (pictures even) from one infected computer, it can be infected with this type of virus. What it does when plugged into a camera is something I dont know and dont want to find out. To all those reading this, do not use your CF cards as pen drives, use them to store pictures in the camera. keep your computer clean with any antivirus...burn pictures on to a CD, use the CD to get pictures printed from the shop (if you dont have your own printer).
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
The Candle Light March from Tsuglagkahng
I generally go to Mcleodganj every couple of months or so...I have waxed eloquent about the reasons numerous times in my previous posts. So those interested can refer back to those.
In continuation of the series of visits, I spent a weekend at Mcleodganj that also doubled up as my honeymoon. As it turned out, because of paucity of time more than anything else...i did not have much of a choice in the matter. As it turned out...I was quite happy with the whole experience. The weekend in question also coincided with the start of the protests that again drew world attention to the Tibetan question. And for once, Mcleodganj became a cauldron of angry, self righteous Tibetans from a peaceful hill station teeming with honeymooning and not so honey mooning couples.
There were marches every single day, and candle light marches every evening. It was touching to see groups of people coming together, fighting for a country that many of them have never seen. A hunger strike went on unabated and monks and nuns from surrounding areas made up the numbers. Another tent had children from the Tibetan Transit school.
There was a fairly large media contingent as well, and now after a month...it seems that there is no real effect and no real change in anything.
The Tibetan people seem to be waiting for a world that doesn't care, or for guidance from a god that seems to have counseled patience since the last fifty years.
In continuation of the series of visits, I spent a weekend at Mcleodganj that also doubled up as my honeymoon. As it turned out, because of paucity of time more than anything else...i did not have much of a choice in the matter. As it turned out...I was quite happy with the whole experience. The weekend in question also coincided with the start of the protests that again drew world attention to the Tibetan question. And for once, Mcleodganj became a cauldron of angry, self righteous Tibetans from a peaceful hill station teeming with honeymooning and not so honey mooning couples.
There were marches every single day, and candle light marches every evening. It was touching to see groups of people coming together, fighting for a country that many of them have never seen. A hunger strike went on unabated and monks and nuns from surrounding areas made up the numbers. Another tent had children from the Tibetan Transit school.
There was a fairly large media contingent as well, and now after a month...it seems that there is no real effect and no real change in anything.
The Tibetan people seem to be waiting for a world that doesn't care, or for guidance from a god that seems to have counseled patience since the last fifty years.
IPL
After ICL, Its IPL. And I am watching a match on TV right now. It seems cricket has finally become a business in more ways than one.
Most of the matches have been very one sided so far so nothing great in that respect so far, more irritating than that is the type of advertising on TV during these matches. Having the beginning and the ends of the overs lopped off is common stuff, but there is a new virus in town. Its the Vodafone and the Godrej ads being shown during the overs. It some sort of an animation that takes up some off the screen and more than that is the music that cuts off whatever the commentators are saying right when they have something interesting to say. I mean, the advertisers and the TV wallahs cant always have such a low opinion of the intelligence of the viewers. I hope they mend their ways soon. Its not always money that counts.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
McLeodganj
I have been meaning to write some posts about the Tibetan struggle going around and which I witnessed albeit for a short while in beautiful-beautiful Mcleodganj. I am going to get down to it one of these days...so much to say.....
The Tibetan flag with the mighty Dhauladars in the background.
The Tibetan flag with the mighty Dhauladars in the background.
Summer's Here....
After some rather vaguely strange weather (see picture), with all the rain that threatened to wipe of the wheat crop from the cheeks of the fair Punjab fields and put a literal wet blanket on Baisakhi....it got bright and sunny. In fact a bit too bright and sunny.
Its summer time..and that doesnt mean getting a tan. It means trying to stay indoors and trying harder not to lose cool when everything else does.
Its summer time..and that doesnt mean getting a tan. It means trying to stay indoors and trying harder not to lose cool when everything else does.
Saturday, April 05, 2008
A Long Sabbatical
After a rather long hiatus/sabbatical in which lots of people had the opportunity to get educated about the hindi equivalents of orgasm, I am back, and thankfully (whew) not for long. What with marriage (finally/holy shit!!), a trip to McLeodganj (Free Tibet!!!!) and Lahore (Long live ...umm...well all Lahore??) under my belt, blogging is pretty much outta question.
Pyaar ke side effects is a silly movie I once saw long ago and I have one more side effect to add, after shaadi the biggest side effect is not having the time to wipe ur ass in the morning.
Man.....I GTG.
Pyaar ke side effects is a silly movie I once saw long ago and I have one more side effect to add, after shaadi the biggest side effect is not having the time to wipe ur ass in the morning.
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