Live life more often...

Once upon at time I was passionately in love with violin but some how I ended up buying a guitar because I had a notion that violin is very tough to learn.
It’s almost two years that I bought myself a guitar and all I have learned by myself is to tune it, broke only one string in this period of time and I am not even sure that the tuning I do is actually tuning or not.

Disappointed with myself and thinking that I desperately need professional help but still not doing any thing about it. I suddenly did a random search on the net and thought, let’s get some basic learning.

What I found was a guitar lesson for the novice that said, to start learning guitar you need the following:

-A guitar with six strings. Any type of guitar will work fine. (Check)

-A guitar pick. Medium gauged picks are recommended to start with, but any will work okay in a pinch. (I have two)

-A chair without arms. (Doesn’t matter I have a bed which should work fine )

-A reasonable amount of patience (Now! this is a problem.....)

I realized its not just guitar that requires patience, it’s my life that requires patience I should learn to grow I need to be more persistent and chase my dreams more often instead of just thinking about my duties. I should let things go and not hold on to them.

I should learn to say that I am not fine and I need to take care of myself. Be a little careless, pamper myself, eat an ice-cream when I feel like without thinking that it will get accumulated on my butt and I will have a hard time sweating it out.

Why I am writing all these apart from my learning guitar thing? I don’t really know. But I guess my thoughts are all jumbled up and I am just letting them out and learning to be who I am.

I called up Mom today after work; she said I come in her dream every day in the afternoon during her siesta time. I felt so good after hearing that.
The dreams are most often about going out like friends and shopping or buying road side stuff and eating like school going kids do. In her dreams I am her friend we are not mother and daughter, I teach her how to ride a bicycle and I scold her when she does it wrong.

I was thinking, what these could mean? Does she need a friend; am I not there for her? Should I stop being a daughter and be more friend? Do I need a friend? And she knows that I am in need of her? What ever it is dreams are mystery but this one made me think life is really short to waste it by not giving yourself what you want.

And if you don't do it today....that tomorrow may never come.

Operation - Simulate Right Hand

I was thinking when humans started writing what made writing with the right hand default?

So until a person is lefty every thing one does is pretty much using his right hand. As far as I know when we were in school we were always guided to write with the right hand and the teacher never said that hold the pencil in your left hand.

So unless you have it in your genes to write with your left hand you never even try or think of doing it.

Is it not analogous to being mechanical and having formats, standards and conventions? Does that make us machines but a more sophisticated one? Or the standards are built after many years of researches and imposed on every one so that we do not have to reinvent that writing with the right hand is the best or is not?

Any ways these crazy things catch some one like me very quickly. So I decided to simulate my right hand using my left hand. I started writing with my left hand a few months ago. At first I was barely able to make the alphabets. But now I can write sentences, of course the speed is compromised.

Here is what it looks like when I write with my right hand ...

And here is what it looks like when I write with my left hand...


I am sure with some practice I will be able to write so well that one cannot tell whether it’s with the right or the left. Let's see how far I go..I will keep posting the progress.

Question:
What is the one thing that you can do with your right hand but cannot do with your left hand and vice versa?

Thought:
If u s can be us then why did we waited till the SMS era to come and some one suddenly realized that u r can be your.
I guess limitations in the number of letters lead to such modification and the acceptance of it other wise it would just have been a horrific spelling mistake or result of dyslexia.

Welcome

You must be thinking what is that header image all about. I thought the same when I saw the machine, not very big though the machine looked fascinating and more fascinating was the name “ditch witch”.

Apparently the machine is used to dig holes in compact place where big machines cannot go in. So I thought…what can be better that this image. Its powerful, its handy and it dose what it is suppose to do.

Well, those who use to visit http://mita-majumdar.blogspot.com/ for reading Assistant to Super Hero can catch up at http://assistanttosuperhero.blogspot.com/ Some change in perspective and added enthusiasm lead to this restructuring of blogs. I will be posting on not just one but three blogs, check the “I write” section. Reason for multiple blog is I want the topics to be segregated.

In this space I will mainly focus on my understanding of different technology, knowledge, learnings, related wonderings, ideas, fascinations etc.

Another thing that fascinates me is the crane, but I would research more on them before posting.
Here are a few more pictures of ditch witch.