Thursday, December 21, 2006

To you my brother

My earliest memories of him have to be when I was leaving my grandfather’s house after an enjoyable summer. My aunt had brought back two racing cars from Dubai and both of us were given one each. There was the one with the detachable driver and the other with the fixed driver. I was probably four and he was three. I demanded that I take both cars with me back home much to my mothers and my aunt’s dismay. But he was rather surprisingly magnanimous about it. He was willing to part with it to avoid a scene in the house. Obviously my mother made me leave one behind but for some reason I can’t get it out of my head.

Many a summers have passed. Many a memories have been saved. The explorations of the limited expanse around the house, the fish tank swimming lessons, the visits to the beach, the showers under the garden hose, the first cigarette, the first drink, the first “interesting” swimsuit calendar, the “interesting” magazine, encounters in the foriegn land and else. Years are rolling by and life has come a long way from where we used to be the carefree kids trying to find another free minute in the ever busy summer vacations.

I wish I was there for your wedding buddy. Wish you a very happy married life! I will be cheering for you on the 27th.

Here’s to the good old days!

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Too many smart people in a room.

Today I read an article on Google questioning if there were too many smart people in Google for its own good. Google has been known to have a very tough hiring process and is known in the valley for hiring only the very best. This has built as aura around Google and its employees. The halo around the headquarters is for all to see. But the article indirectly asks a very pertinent question. Is there such a thing as having too many good people in an organization?

From my experiences at workplaces I think the author has a very good point. Most people I have met who are blessed with above average intelligence also comes with a certain level of attitude that is not ideal towards managing them. In one of the companies that I was working in there used to be a really sharp guy who was the last word in what he did. But there was not a soul who could control him. The managers basically were at his mercy as far as deliverables was concerned. Don't get me wrong he was good. But he was just not manageable.

So what does an organization need? Is it smart people? Or is it smart people leading drones of worker bees? It’s a hard balance to get. Would you really hire a person that you thought wasn't really good? I feel that you need extremely smart people in every office to lead and give direction to an organization. The key is that everyone should be held to the organizational structure. The chain of command should be crystal clear. No one should be above the law. Once the chain of command is established, there is no need to worry about smart people anywhere in the organization.

I think really smart people walk into an organization thinking that they are above the rest. The usual day to day rules do not apply to them. Managers fearing the nearly cosmic abililities of the employee are reluctant to rein this person in. And here in lies the problem. Slowly each person begins to think that they are a little bit smarter and thus slowly moving out of the grasp of the corporate law. This will finally lead to anarchy.

I don’t think it is a bad thing to have too many smart people in a room. The question is weather each person in the room knows where they should be standing. If they can’t seem to stand in one place then they should be asked to leave the room. After all an unsettled room is the last thing that everyone standing in there wants.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Intelligent Design for sure

Sunday morning I woke up with some sort of a disturbance in my eye. I was fine when I went to bed on Saturday and didn't feel a thing. Obviously something must have gotten into my eye. I spent most of the day rubbing my eyes or if my mom is reading this, trying not to rub my eye. Of course it just wouldn’t go away. Come Monday morning and the irritation had subsided and my eye was red as blood. I looked in the mirror in amazement as the white blood cells were rushing to the rescue of my eye. Where is the argument I wonder.

Intelligent design is something that is amazingly controversial and I never understood why. All the intelligence is there to see. Everything in the working of our body screams intelligence. Everything in the body of every animal screams intelligence. And here I am not even talking about the mind and its complexities that that discussion would push us into.

Today man creates so many different kinds of machines; some self healing and others not. But either way all these machines, in their workings are a reflection of the intelligence that man puts into creating them. Every single bit of that machine is crafted my man's intelligence. Every concept that the machine follows has to do with what man conceived and created. Nothing in a machine ever happens by itself. It is always put there deliberately either as planned or by mistake.

So then why do we think that the most complex of machines on this earth evolved over time without the help of an intelligent being? How could something as advanced as the human body (or the body of any animal) have been a product of a chemical reaction and the evolution of it over time? Why don’t we see the wheel evolve into anything more advanced then a circular locomotive device even after so many years of it's invention?

I really wonder if the concept of intelligent design is really that hard to comprehend given what we see with our body on a daily basis.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

It's either offensive or it's not!

Michael Richards was caught with his pants down the other day in "Laugh factory". He went on a racial tirade after being heckled on stage, using the "N" word and following it up with a series of racial slurs in a comedy club packed with African Americans. The video is rather disturbing because what you see is a man completely out of control spewing venom and it’s almost like he is not even there. This from a man who had to be one of the most loved comedians in the 90s.

I have always found the "N" word extremely offensive. Maybe it’s the association that is made with the use of the word. I have had arguments with people about this and they have always wondered why I get worked up about it. But I truly believe that if a community thinks that a word is offensive to them, then it doesn’t matter what you think about it, it is offensive! After all we communicate and talk for the benefit of the listener and not to hear ourselves talk. Right? It is true with any group of people who find certain terms derogatory. The "N" word is no exception.

But here is what gets me. Paul Rodriguez, the Laugh factory manager says: If the word slips out of your mouth and you don’t happen to be an African American...... What? How does that matter? Why doesn’t the African American community show the same sense of outrage when rappers and singers from the same community call them these names. Why is it any less humiliating?

The usual defense is that it is not said with malaise. But how does that matter? Every time this word is freely used the society gets more and more comfortable with its usage. I am sure a lot of non-African Americans might have used it not intending it as a racial slur either but rather to sound cool like the rappers did. But the fact that they are not African American should not be reason enough to chastise them.

Yes Michael Richards was way out of line. Apart from using the word he was on a rant which is sickening. But if what Paul Rodriguez said is right then we are on the wrong track. Society cannot have different rules for different people. The term is either offensive or it's not. It is either okay to use it in public discourse or it is not. Let’s not change the rules based on the kind of people who use it. That just confuses a whole lot of people and dilutes the seriousness of the matter.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

iPod vs Zune

Found this article on casual surfing. Its got all the elements of "conspiracy theory" that can make up a good novel, but given the history of the two companies the author is amazingly astute to be on the look out for more than what meets the eyes.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Sinking in mediocrity

Often heard: A billion people and not one world class athlete.

The question is baffling to many. Nations far smaller and with far lesser resources have gone way ahead in terms of will to win, performance and achievements and yet India seems to be caught in a warp of her own making. I watched in dismay as the Indian cricket team wilted before the Aussies in the ICC world championships. Another hope, another dream and another wish fallen on the wayside.

Some ardent fans ask me why a single defeat should bring me down in such a desperate fashion. The answer is that hope is dying in me and I am running out of reasons to be a fan. I can’t even look at the Indian cricket team today and hope that they will rise to the occasion next time. I watched as the batsmen played with utter disregard for strategy or planning. Each came on the field like a demigod and left even sooner as if they had nothing to do with any of these proceedings. Running between the wickets was pathetic and shot making or determination was completely lacking. And batting is supposed to be the strength of the team. But this was hardly the worst part of the game. After all in spite of the great Tendulkar failing us one more time Dhoni and Dravid did a splendid job of taking us to 249.

What really ticked me were the fielding and the bowling. Bajji fielding at mid wicket made a desperate dive to stop the ball. He lands on his chest as if he were a baby learning to walk for the first time. I am not sure if he was diving to stop the ball or avoiding running behind the ball. Where is the timing? Where is the graceful diving? He got up with his entire body shaken and his jaw aching. And this is after he had not even dived that hard. When you contrast this with Aussies in the field is when you feel that hope dying a little bit more. Agarkar, Pathan and Shreeshath all looked as if they were doing heavy manual labor and were puffing and panting. Where are the fit athletes? Don’t these people work out? Have you ever seen any of the Aussie bowlers gasping for air?

Game over and the analysis? Should Chappell go??? WHAT!!! I have been following cricket for the better 22 years of my life. Not one coach has been able to make our team efficient enough to be consistent. Why blame the coach? These are players who play as professionals and get paid far beyond their performance. You would think that the least they can give in return is some commitment to the game.

Forget cricket. How about they start by being fit and healthy and not visibly panting on the field? How about Bajji dive on the field and not hurt himself ? Really guys, it’s almost insulting.

If BCCI were a public company and has been reporting quarterly performance for the last 22 years that I have followed this game, it would be a penny stock or could easily be delisted by now, filed for bankrupcy and liquidated its assets. And here is this defunct organization thriving as the most lucrative business in Indian sports.

So I guess the answer is: A billion people and we cannot generate a world class athlete, but then who needs one when your customer base is comprised of a billion people and growing. After all everyday is born a fool with hope in his heart. It takes 22 years to kill it.

I think they have nothing to worry.

Thursday, October 26, 2006


A picture hanging in the airport said:
"A point of view is the same view from a different point"

A cemetery in Bangalore:
The board at the gate read "Indian Christian Cemetery". It had glass pieces on the walls. What was that for? To keep people out of keep the dead in I wonder?

Sunjay Dutt in a TV interview after being called up in TADA court again:
"Munnabhai was a turning point in my career and the career of the country". uh?

Friday, October 13, 2006

Fragility of social order

I was browsing a Time magazine the other day and reading about Dafur and Africa in general and it got me wondering about the very basic things in life that we take for granted. I walk on the streets unaware that there is an underlying social order that stops from anybody walking up to me and slapping me. Nobody thinks of simply walking into my house one day and asking me to get out of the house so that he could live there. Nobody walks into my work place and tells me that I have lost my job and he is now going to work in my place.

But this kind of atrocities happen in many parts of the world as we continue blissfully unaware that we are secure in a unspoken order that our society follows. In many a conversations people wonder why certain countries never make it out of their anarchy and chaos. More often then not most arguments hinge on that premise that if they cant help themselves then they don’t deserve any better.

One of the most common statements I have encountered is that if India and so many other countries can fight and gain their independence, why not Africa. Why does Africa look to the world for help in restructuring its society? Why can’t the people rise against injustice and help themselves? How would our society be if we were asked to create social order without a strong governing body above us?

Let us say that tomorrow the government of any stable country suddenly says, “We are done governing, you guys deal with managing yourselves”. Will we be any better than Dafur? Were we any better in New Orleans when Katrina hit the most developed country in the world? Were we any better when communal violence reigned in Mumbai and Gujrat? Or did it look any better when LA riots paralyzed the city? It takes very little for anarchy to consume us inspite of centuries of civilized living. And in most of these cases there has only been a momentary lapse in services. Then why does it surprise us that countries that have never seen proper self-governance and ravaged by war and famine for decades can never seem to bring order to their lives.

Africa will help them itself one day. But till then let the world not turn away from helping them. This is a global issue no matter where it happens. We cannot turn away from it. It is not their problem, it’s ours because one day it might come home to roost.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Mathematics and I

I have had a long standing battle with mathematics. Sometimes I think a great part of where I am today is shaped by my dislike towards the subject. I sit here today and laugh at all the attempts I have made to avoid it like the plague and how it has hounded me all my life.

A below average student in my early years, neither mathematics nor any other subject for that matter evoked such strong emotions in me. I was what you would call a free spirit not tied down by the little things such as studies. I would ignore all the subjects equally and there was no deep seated hate for any one subject. I hated them all without preference.

Then eighth grade happened. I was never the competitive kind myself but in the eighth grade it was thrust upon me. I was trying to continue my indifference to education but it was not to be. For some reason without my even attempting anything in that direction I came to be in the top ten of the class. Suddenly there were adulations and everyone including my parents was calling it a miraculous turnaround. Now since all this came my way without even working for it I decided that I was not willing to let it go that easy. That started off my walk into the world of competitive education. Soon I was scoring good grades and everything was working out except for mathematics. That was one subject that just would not move out of my nightmares. I looked at math as the primary enemy that stood between me and ultimate greatness.

Then I stood at the crossroads. I was to choose my college education and without a bit of hesitation I decided to do medicine. It wasn't for the love of the profession or even the attraction of the money but simply my deep rooted hate for math that directed me towards it. But that was not to be. I ended up doing engineering and even though I made a weak attempt at avoiding math by going for computer science, the education board made sure that I had my full 16 years course of high grade vitamin math.

You would think it would end there. Not so. I had to go major in simulation for my masters and there was even more math (worse: statistics) there to deal with. Today I sit in front of my computer and wonder about the past and I cannot but smile at my failed attempts at avoiding my biggest foe. All the formulas in my code stare back at me and smile. It’s the smile of a predator at the vanquished prey. How far I am from my doctors coat and the stethoscope.

Tom Cruise stole the words right out of my mouth in "The Samurai":

"I am beset by the ironies of my life."

Friday, September 29, 2006

Want to win an argument?

I have always wondered why people argue. Conventional wisdom (mine that is :-)) says that an argument is for the purpose of informing the other person of your point of view and understanding why the other person disagrees with you. It stops becoming an argument when the idea of the argument is to convince the person that you are right. Convincing a person, I believe, should only be the product of making your point rather than the goal. There are several strategies we use to win over an argument. Some I use and other I have run into over time. Here are some of them listed in no particular order.

1. Start the argument with a blanket judgment on the other person’s opinion

This usually starts with something like "That is just stupid" or "I can’t believe you said that". The argument begins with the assumption that my opinion is not worth any merit and the only reason the argument is even happening is because I need to be convinced of what is right. There is no pretense of even understanding what I am trying to say. Usually in this case the person on the offense is not even listening to what the poor ignorant me has to say in my defense. At the end... the claim of victory is made announcing that they didn’t hear anything remotely sensible in the argument.

2. Repeat the same point over and over

Some people start with a point in an argument and simply repeat the same point over and over again. It doesn’t matter that the point has been countered. The person doesn’t even acknowledge the counter point and simply says "But like I said......” I am left wondering if my counter point is even relevant at all. After a while I think my point is not getting across and give up. The person claims moral victory as says that his point was never countered at any point.

3. You are good but what you say here is stupid.

This is the most devious one yet. In the middle of the argument the person says "You are a good person but misguided in this case". This gives me the false sense that he thinks that I am smart but this is a point that I am wrong. I then begin to think that since I am smart I should be sensible and agree with the opposing point of view hence demonstrating that I am accepting of new ideas. The person slowly eases into victory and announces that I am converted.

4. Display emotional stress

This is a tough one. Once the argument gets heated the other person begins to show emotional stress. I am left wondering if I should be creating such emotional turmoil so something so trivial and back out of it. And victory has been wrestled away.

5. Going on a tangent

This is usually noise. When a person begins losing the point that they are trying to make, there is tangent points that are brought into the argument. This usually broadens the discussion and dilutes the point trying to be made. This is the old battle strategy of smoke screen and confusion and before I know it I am lost in the smoke and the person has walked away claiming success.

6. The trump card (Experience)

This one always gets me. Since I end up arguing with people older than me in most cases I get this all the time. When the argument hits stalemate one of the most popular one is "You will not understand it now. But as you grow older you will appreciate what I have to say". This one kills the argument and I am left feeling as if I have been a bad boy questioning the authority of a more experienced person.

Though I have tried to pretend to be the victim in all the above cases I am very much guilty as charged for being the aggressor in most cases too, though I think I am yet to pull the trump card. I think I will wait a few more years before I start pulling that out on poor impressionable young kids who dare to have a point against me in an argument.

Bring it on!!!

Monday, September 18, 2006

Looking away from the screen

I was waiting at the optician’s office wondering what she would have to say. I had been experiencing some sort of a headache every evening on the days I was at work. It is not the sort that worries you but rather nags you. I wondered if it was something serious or if it was just that my vision had deteriorated to a point where I needed new glasses. She walked out and announced that my vision had improved leaving me completely stunned. She said that my vision had improved ever so slightly and that there was no need to changes my glasses. So I quipped her on the reason for the nagging headache and she simply brushed it away saying that it is because I work on the computer for long periods of time. She suggested that I don’t wear my glasses (short-sighted) while I work on the computer. She also suggested that I look away from the screen once in a while so that my eyes do not get strained. Strained eyes usually cause a nagging headache and she said that I need to look away and blink a few times. Maybe even focus on something else for a while. Then she said it…… “It happens as you grow older”.

As with eyes so goes with life. It occurred to me that as I have grown older I have developed certain rigidity to my thoughts and habits. There is a tendency to hold on to a point of view and not let go. A lot of times the arguments I have has no real relevance or significance to me, but just the fact that I am in the argument makes me want to win it. Most times it ends up giving me a headache after the fact and almost always I wish I had not gone down that path. I have noticed this trait in a lot of people that I have argued with. I wonder if this is a trait that develops with age. Why do people sometimes go into a mode of arguing to win rather than arguing to get a point across? Why do some people get consumed by a problem and are unwilling to walk away from it and revisit it when emotions have calmed? Why do I look at the screen harder when I cant fix a bug in my code?

I wish we could all look away from the screen. Maybe focus on the picture that is hanging on the wall. Take a deep breath and then look back again. After all, we are all aging and aging eyes need refocusing. Maybe we will see the screen that much more clearly.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

The art of self confidence

What is self-confidence derived from? Every time you come across a person with a lot of it, you wonder what makes them so confident of their own selves. Sometimes I look at these people and find no reason that they should exude such confidence and yet they are there standing before me talking and doing things with reckless abandon.

Most times I conclude that it is success in their lives, success at school, success at work and an overall successful life to that point that leads to such unbridled confidence. But I sit back and wonder and very rarely agree with this conclusion. There are several people that I have interacted with, that have not really been that successful but yet they have no self doubt. I used to work for a person who was the picture of self belief. He truly believed in everything that he proposed. His vision and ideas were hardly ever in doubt and yet this man had come off a failed project and was currently in a very questionable project (In terms of it possibility of success). Yet with not a thought given to any of that he chugged along ever slightly modifying his vision based on things her learnt on the way but never questioning his past decisions. Wonderful isn’t it, to be able to go forward without looking back.

Is it something we are born with? I doubt it. It almost feels like an art. You hear a lot of people talk a lot of things about you and the things you do. I would think it is truly a gift to be able to take all this information and simply use it as a tool to rework oneself rather than get consumed by it. It takes a lot to hear criticism and not be doubtful of your choices and decisions. Yet a lot of people do it with out any effort at all.

They must surely be artists.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Stringing the chords

Like Norah Jones would say...... "Here we go again....". Yesterday was my first day at the guitar class. With some motivation from my wife I finally decided to get out there and try it out. So I signed up for these lessons at an adult education centre.

Four years ago there was a similar crisis in my life. I felt the need for music and went and bought myself a keyboard. I know you are wondering why I didn’t ust go and buy myself a music system instead. Something I wonder too. I was primarily inspired by a colleague of mine who used to play it effortlessly. Watching him play made be a bit jealous of the fact that I couldn't play any instrument. So with his help I went and bought myself a second hand keyboard. That was followed by the self teaching books. A few days went by and the interest waned. I guess it was discouraging that I was not making any progress in understanding the notes at all. I would be able to play a couple of tunes but I knew within myself that they were simply key combinations to me and nothing more. The notes meant nothing whatsoever.

Then came a time when I took drastic action. Bought myself a CD and a MIDI cable and hooked up my keyboard with the computer. That was an improvement because the software timed my keystrokes and told me if I was off tune. A few days went by (not that I made much progress on the music front) and one fine day my computer went on the blink. I had no idea what triggered it. So I suspected my MIDI connection and never dared connect it to my new laptop that I replaced the computer with.

That was 3 years ago. A lot of things have happened in 3 years. But my yearning to play an instrument effortlessly still lingers. So here I am stringing up my (borrowed) guitar and off to the classes. I hope to play a better tune this time around.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

In defense of the church.

The other day I got into church about five minutes late for the regular Sunday service. The church was full and I was left standing at the back of the church. The service was pretty ordinary, and things were going along as usual until I noticed somebody standing next to me. This was an old lady probably in her sixties. She was standing with her two grown sons. Nothing out of the ordinary really except that both the sons appeared to be suffering from something that resembled Down's syndrome.

She went about her prayers and the sons stood there probably unaware of thier surroundings. They sometimes sat on the floor, sometimes stood up, sometimes glanced around and always greeted people who were walking by with a big smile. And yet the lady was unmoved. She seemed completely comfortable with the antics of her grown sons. She would only instruct them to be mindful of the alter when the really important parts of the service came along.

Whenever I argue about the churches stand on abortion and the women’s rights to choose in case of an unhealthy fetus I always wonder if I am being terribly obtuse in not completely moving to the "pro-choice" camp. I don’t even understand why parents should not be allowed to chose the kind of baby that they decide to bring to the world. Why is testing the fetus such a bad thing according to the church after all?

Meanwhile looking at that lady next to me, she seemed totally content with her situation in life. I can only assume that she had the choice to make. She chose the tougher road that lead to those two boys. What is it that keeps her from regretting her decision? And better yet what is it that keeps her so at peace with herself?

If we assume for a minute that she made her decision based on the churches teachings then isn’t that great for the two kids who were given life and allowed to live a full life? So why slam the church for teachings that celebrate life? It is what the church stands for and truly believes is the value of life. Why is that considered to be a very hard and narrow thought process? On the contrary isn't it narrow minded to be thinking of oneself and the difficulties you would face? Why is there an outcry at the churches stance on fetal testing?

Could it be that we are looking for affirmation from a moral authority for something that we know is inherently wrong? Could it be that, at the end of the day we are looking for the church to say its ok?

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Stem cells for the church?

The catholic church has been ferociously against stem cell research and anything to do with harming an embryo. To its credit it has been extremely consistent with its stance on abortion, stem cell research, artificial birth and many more. But stem cell hits a perticularly raw nerve for a lot of people since the research is targeted at curing some of the most dihabilitating diseases that are known to man.

So why is the church against it? Well for obvious reasons since the creating of a stem cell line essentially destroys the embryo and kills what could possibly have turned out to be a baby. A couple of days back researchers announced that they have found a way to develop cell lines from embryos without actually destroying the embryo.

For various reasons including testing the health of the future baby, scientists have been separating out cells from an embryo for years. When the embryo initially multiplies it forms blastomeres. Scientists detach a single blastomere from the embryo and test it for various diseases that the baby could be vulnerable to. This is all done keeping the embryo intact. Today researchers believe that they have found a way to develop stem cell lines from blastomeres without destroying the embryo.

Does this change the Churches stand? Well no. Because the church believes that even testing the embryo is wrong because you are attempting the determine the fate of the child before hand. The church is also against artifically developing an embryo or putting it under any sort of risk. So really there is no change on that front.

But how can that be. If we can develop and research new ideas without killing the embryo and if that can help millions of people eventually, then why not? Should we have to wait for scientists to figure out how to develop stem cell lines from spinal nerve cells before it can be acceptable?

Hard to say. Moral issues are never black or white. For the Church this is crystal clear but the real question is if this new discovery greys up the area for conservative politicians who are vehemently against it.

Fedral funding for stem cell research did you say?

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Latte or oil?

I walked into Starbucks today and bought myself a latte. Flipped out my wallet and casually paid out a princely sum of $3. I actually felt pretty good being in the coffee shop and enjoyed the latte as well. The whole experience is enjoyable from the time you step into the coffee shop. I guess that is why I pay the $3 for my small cup of latte. I am rather satisfied with my explanation.

I then go to the gas station to fill gas in my car. $3.04. good lord I used to pay $0.91 in 1998 as a poor student. What has the world come to? This is definitely the oil companies price gauging. That $55000 a second profit making oil companies. They all deserve to be taxed and punished for manipulating the market like this. Unbelievable!

The irony is that even after contrasting the two purchases I still feel I am justified in my thought process. Oil is an essential commodity and cannot be priced like the Latte that I had earlier in the day. Oil is what the economy runs on. If the price of oil was set like the latte in Starbucks I would think that I would be doling out my pay check just to get to work everyday. Hence the sense of outrage at the way the oil prices move and the suspicion of price manipulation during hard times by the profit making oil giants are justifiable in my mind until proven wrong.

But in that case what defines essential commodity? You would safely assume that a college education is an essential commodity in today’s world. Yet where is the outrage.
Private universities and schools set tuition fees indiscriminately. So why aren’t we asking the question. Is it because we view private universities as something that is a luxury and that there are always cheaper options such as community colleges and public schools? Is the argument that since it is a private university they should have the pricing power that the market gives them, however unreasonable as it might be? Then why do we look at private oil companies differently. Why the outrage when market forces help them price their product higher. Why doesn’t the government set up a cheaper alternative if they think that they can do better?

If oil is as essential as a primary education, then let the government provide a cheaper alternative where the prices are fixed to be affordable to the common person on the street. Lets not walk into Starbucks and expect the latte to cost as much as the coffee that I just brewed in my kitchen.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Opening the lair

When I read other blogs I am astonished at the amount of things they have to say to the world. The interest with which people follow blogs and the amount of opinions that are out there on just about anything. Fascinating.

So here I am out to make a little space for myself too. I have nothing specific in mind right now but I will try and make in interesting reading. I will not claim to try and change the world. Maybe it might just turn out to be just a place were I read out my thoughts. Either way I welcome all of you to read (whoever actually finds thier way here) and post any comments you might have. Maybe you might answer the questions I have.