The Lone Man on the Field

The white logo on my black T-shirt read, ‘Trinity Sports Official’ and that was the only official appearance to me as a Trinity sports official for the soccer game on Tuesday night. I had the least official appearance of all the referees. I wasn’t even wearing my shorts, all of them were. Have you ever seen a referee officiating a game in his grey trousers? I am not surprised. But I was trying my best not to even spill a hint that it was the first game of my life that I was officiating. I was trying to act confident, but my struggle was apparent since confidence has always eluded me. One of the main reasons why I chose to be a sports official was because I wanted to gain confidence, be the in-charge and maintain authority since in real life, I have always struggled with developing a ‘bossy’ attitude.

As the clock struck 9:15, as the main referee, I called the captains to come to the center and call the sides on a tossed coin. Wasn’t I loud enough? No one even turned in my direction. I wondered how they could even ignore me, didn’t they know I was the official? My trousers could be elusive but at least I was wearing the official T-shirt. I knew what I had to be done. I blew my whistle, it made a funny noise but at least the captains walked towards me. Apparently, I realized I did not have a coin. And that is how my first referee debut began. But I knew I had to act confident like every other referee who knows what is going on so, I improvised with Eric Elliot's little trick of placing either one or two fingers behind my back and letting one of the captains call. After the captains chose sides, I realized the team of ‘Engineers’ did not have minimum number of players and the game couldn’t be started. We were to wait until the ‘Engineers’ had at least two girls on their team; it was a co-recreational soccer if you didn’t know. I wondered why these sorts of unusual, anomalous events always happen with me, it was making me nervous for sure. I had to award a goal to the other team as a penalization for not being punctual. Members of the ‘Engineers’ team arrived two minutes later and the game was about to start. But how could it start without my permission? Not a chance. I blew my whistle, as hard as I could; after all, they had to know I was the boss there.

Running on a wet ground in trousers is not fun at all when you are not wearing proper soccer shoes. My laces kept on getting untied every 5 minutes. The players stared at me every time I bent to tie my laces. I realized they were trying to imply that it is the players who tie laces during a game; a referee doing the same appears so ‘unofficial’. I was making every attempt to make right calls to hide my inexperience. I had never realized the task of a referee would demand such excellent coordination of senses and the central nervous system. Scientists claim that a human brain can do only one particular task at a time, but I would say, “Look at the referees, they are the perfect examples of human brain multitasking. From the corner of the eye, they have to distinguish between the colors of the teams and also follow the ball, make close calls, instant decisions and be able to direct attention as quickly as the ball moves without any clue what would happen next.” Really, how many things can you watch out for, with a pair of limited- view-angled eyes?

The first half of the game ended in good note. I was glad that no one had the faintest idea about my debut. I did not make any mistakes. The second half began with my whistle and this time I blew it even harder. The game was going well and there did not seem to be any significant aggression among any of the teams, if at all. I realized I had not blown my whistle even once for any foul conceded. Was it a hint of my inexperience, I thought. Or did I not have sharp enough eyes to spot fouls? I knew I had to prove my officiating ability. Bang! A girl was tackled and she fell down. Without even waiting for the signal from the assistant referee (linesman), I blew my whistle. Everyone seemed to look at me with fear and helplessness. They realized I was the big boss while I tried hard to suppress my smirk of confidence.

I have to admit, time seemed to have frozen in the first half of 20 minutes. I kept on looking at the scoreboard repeatedly out of nervousness and every second passed as if it were a minute. But as the game was approaching its end, I realized I was blowing my whistle more often since the game was beginning to heat up, but the screeches of my whistle served them right. How could they forget I was still around? The second half added legitimacy and authority to my sports official status since, I did not have to bend to tie my laces, not even once. It was my most enjoyable 40 minutes in the last couple of months. I was starting to gain more confidence and it seemed by the end of 30 minutes, I was no more the same referee I had been. It was an enriching experience that boosted my confidence to not be deterred from taking this arduous challenge in the future.

Is France heading towards Brave New World?

Nicholas Sarkozy, the husband of a celebrity and also the French President (did you get the humor?)  pledged 600 million pounds to French newspapers. Additionally, he made a provision to give every 18 year old French a free subscription of his/her favorite newspaper for the entire year. Sarkozy argues that the motive behind this is to save the ailing newspaper industry and moreover it would inculcate reading habits among young people right from 'a young age'. But this move by the French President could be looked with ambivalence and sarcasm.

I wonder what Aldous Huxley's (the author of Brave New World, you haven't read it? It's fabulous) reaction would be to this move. This is the modern era's crafty method of controlling young minds much in the same way that people are controlled in Brave New World by the individual states. At a time when we are still assessing the impact of media and trying to determine in what ways it can affect the social, emotional and other aspects of an individual, a family or a society, this provision in the form of 'altruism' seems to be taking shortcuts. It has been proved beyond reasonable doubt that media can have a huge impact on individuals, but the task to determine whether that impact is good or bad is still incomplete. Every single 18-year old French youth would be reading what the French media want them to. Since the state is injecting huge money into newspaper market and trying to disguise itself as an altruist, it could have significant control over the publication of materials. The state virtually would have the power/ability to control every single 18-year old French minds. The situation looks so bleak to me. This is not far from what Aldous Huxley feared in his novel, Brave New World. Could making every French youth read French newspapers be modern version of Huxley's hypnodaeia? Several parallels could be made.

Also, once the French youth start reading French newspapers right from 'a young age', it is highly likely that they would continue it. When you repeatedly engage in some form of art, it can become so addictive. Isn't it the same reasoning why soap operas on televisions make no sense to first-timers while it is so addictive for regular watchers? Sarkozy, you have some intelligent brains besides a beautiful wife. Here goes Huxley's statement, "Oh Brave New World".

Juvenile militarization in America

Did you hear about the bill that is being prepared by some lawmakers and entertained by two republicans that’ll render carrying guns lawfully even inside campus vicinities at Texas State University? And another special provision of this bill is that it will allow guns to be carried by students or anyone without having to conceal it. US already has laws that allow one to carry licensed guns for one’s protection but they have to be concealed. If this law is passed, it would basically mean that people could flaunt the size and luster of their guns, could carry it in the open, hanging from their pockets, or wear around their necks like a necklace or maybe just carry it in their hand all the time. Every street would then become a classic Hollywood scene; people would not have to watch Bond movies anymore to see people carrying guns everywhere. Criminals too would not have to conceal their guns since no one would know who is carrying it lawfully or unlawfully. Who would want to mess around with a person carrying a loaded gun?

I wonder what will become of recreational parks. If you walk down to a park to get some fresh air, you might be greeted with an unattended gun, left out there by mistake or someone might have forgotten it like people forget their belongings like bags, or could have fallen from their pockets like sometimes our pens or wallets do. What will be the repercussions?

The lawmakers argue this law will make the universities safe. Texas state senator Jeff Wenworth said, “I don’t want to wake up one morning and hear on the news that some madman went on a campus and picked off Texas students like sitting ducks.” Furthermore, McCarthy, a member of the national pro-gun group argued, “We think that everyone who can legally own a gun should be able to carry openly. Criminals want an easy target. When they see you can fight back they’re going to go somewhere else.” Applauds. America is setting an example of curbing violence through a new method by starting it right from home. Giving everyone a gun to fight against a possible criminal or thwart any criminal activities is their argument. They believe this will shoo away the criminals and madmen just like a scarecrow scares the shit out of crows. But where would these criminals go then? Possibly to other parts of Texas, or maybe other universities in Texas. What then? Other universities too would have to adopt these rules if they are to protect their students against criminals directed towards them from other places. Soon, the suit will follow and all of American colleges would adopt this law. Am I going too far? Well, 11 universities in the US already allow concealed guns on their campus premises. Is this shocking?

Let’s say whole of American universities will pass this law out of need or desperation and rational judgment. Then would the criminals and madmen emigrate to other countries? Sounds too unreasonable, doesn’t it? After all, what would a madman even care? A madman would still go on a shooting spree, no matter his opponents are carrying guns or not. He would not have any rational judgment; he would not shoot innocent people in the first place if he had any. What would the criminals do? They would do what they have always done-come up with ingenious ideas to target innocent people who are not carrying guns or maybe old people. Additionally, they might start using semi-automatics and advanced weapons. This will give rise to a new age cold war between civilians and criminals and even within civilians or criminals.

But America seems to be on the right track. Are they thinking that the world will follow this after them as the 21^st century fashion? Is America thinking that Israel will distribute free guns to Palestinian civilians for self-protection against Hamas’ insurgents? It’s like waging another war to stop an existing war. This law will backfire severely. At a time when the US federal state is having a tough time curbing violence, equipping everyone with a gun will only make it harder to distinguish between a civilian and a perpetrator. But this will definitely add to the militarization of America. American youths would be more willing to join US Army and America would be better prepared for the third world war if it were ever to break out in the imminent future. Here goes the Black Eyed Peas song, “Where is the love?...Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria. Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema, Yo’ whatever happened to the values of humanity…instead of spreading love we are spreading animosity”.

Are 'Sardars' really so stupid?

I deleted this post because I thought it was stupid.

Wordle.net

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I was using this site called http://www.wordle.net/ that lets you type in something and then returns such tags. It is really cool. Give it a try.

I liked this one even more because I thought this one truly represented me. 

Am I in the wrong class?

The moment I walk in one of my classes, I know I am in the right class because that’s the room number my schedule says. But as the class begins, I start to doubt if I am in the right class. The course topic and the course description just do not match. Today in the class, I nearly reached a point where I thought I knew I was in the wrong class, wrong not in the sense of wrong classroom though. It seemed the professor had tricked me with an interesting course title and stimulating course description but instead had chosen to teach what he knew, instead of what he had promised.

If you are wondering what class I am talking about, then let me tell you it’s the Ancient Science &Technology. And yeah, the professor seems to have come right from the ancient age to impart ancient knowledge about his era and enlighten us with biblical dates and information as if that were why we were in that class for. He has an ancient appearance to him, could be deliberate to make the classes and his information seem authentic, I guess. He talks about ancient writings with corresponding dates and shows thousands of images of cuneiforms and inscribed tablets that almost everyone finds boring. I mean, it might be interesting to see the cuneiform or clay tablets for the first time but if you keep on seeing the same images over and over, it’s hard to stay awake or retain patience unless you are some academic who finds clay tablets stimulating. The first class was really boring but I convinced myself that it was just the introduction class and it would get interesting progressively. But nothing seems to change as the days pass. Even add/drop period is over. But even if I were allowed to drop it, I would not drop it because I could not find any other course that I liked and was compatible with my schedule. I had high hopes from this course and thought it would renew my interest in Aristotle, Plato and Hippopotamus’ philosophy and science. I think it was Hippocrates, Hippopotamus just sounds so unphilosophical.

The use of excessive force during Madhes Revolution in Nepal

The Joker in the Dark Knight said to the Batman, “They need you right now, but when they don’t, they’ll cast you like a leper!” I loved this line. This is such a blow and good analysis to what society does to you, us and everyone. They raise you to a position, they depict you as a role model and when they don’t need you, they dump you; they let you fall deep, deep in the abyss of humiliation. This is what happened to Michael Phelps recently, wasn’t it? And this was what we talked in our Writing Workshop class today as well.

The Joker’s statement has far-reaching implications and thus is a powerful statement. What happened to King Gyanendra may be termed history but the events are still fresh in Nepalese minds. He was considered as an incarnation of God when he was the king. All Nepalese kings were considered the incarnation of Lord Vishnu, the protector. Well, we as educated Nepalese knew better than to believe in such superstitions but a big chunk of Nepalese in rural areas still regarded him as God and this notion was validated when he paid a visit to some rural areas about a year before the April Revolution with massive popular support and participation. So, why was he allowed to fall and done away with? He was reduced to almost nobody from the mighty King, the commander-in-chief commanding a strong 95000 Nepalese Army, notorious for their bravery. The politics behind this is apparent to only few who truly understand the insides of Nepalese politics. To common person, it was signified as the usher of ‘Loktantra’ from cruel monarchy. But, those who know and understand know nothing much has changed for Nepalese apart from the title. Changing name from Monarchy to Republic does not change anything if people still have to face a shortage of electricity, fuels and all kinds of troubles.

The king was punished and his royal pleasures and his royal palace were taken away because he used excessive force against the agitators and the demonstrators. Less than 20 people died during the 19 day old April Revolution while 13000 died during the ten year old struggle waged by the Maoists yet King Gyanendra was posed as the ruthless dictator who had committed grave crime while Pushpa Kamal Dahal (Prachanda) was welcomed with ‘pushpas’ (flowers). Why did this happen?

Gyanendra was punished because he was ruthless against the agitators but did anyone care about the atrocities and the excessive use of force during Madhesi Revolution? Only months after the popular April revolution, Madhes revolution broke out in the southern plains of Nepal. There were few similarities in both of the revolutions. First, both were for the struggle of rights and against tyranny. Second, excessive force was used in both to crush these revolutions. The king used excessive force to control the agitators which added momentum to the revolution. In Madhes too, the security forces were ordered to beat the shit out of the demonstrators and agitators. Security forces even entered the homes of many locals chasing the agitators after they dispersed. Few security forces kicked open the gates of my neighbor’s house with strong boots provided by the government and yanked my neighbor’s son out of sleep and beat him as if he were a criminal in Guantanamo. Few demonstrators had cleverly escaped but the security forces ended up beating my neighbor’s 20 year old son, giving him a swollen mouth because he had committed a felony by sleeping when the whole madhes was agitating. It did not take too many brains to understand that additional security forces from other parts of the nation were brought who were of hill-origin, to crush the agitation after the madhesi security forces had been lax in battering their own brothers.

Many madhesi security forces were sent to work in hills and hardliners were brought to fill in their positions. And, this was the work of a government that had assumed power after struggling against tyranny to ensure that people will not have to suffer or be devoid of their rights. When I look back at the Madhes revolution, the ugly faces of those in power come to me with disgust. But I wonder why the leaders who were in power during this Madhes revolution were not punished while King Gyanendra was punished severely for the same reason. Do Nepalese know nothing about the symmetry principle?

Wave of Change in Madhes, the southern plains of Nepal

Madhesis have been repressed and now that they have realized and want equal rights, Pahadi leaders, not Pahadis though, think this is unjust and rather dismiss as some sort of revolution to disintegrate the country. But Madhesis will not sit back and watch this time. We have resources. We have brilliant minds. Dim-wit Madhesi leaders just don’t represent us. Only if we had one leader, by leader I mean a leader, justice would have been done. Whole Madhes would have supported him/her wholeheartedly unlike these dim-wits, selfish, irrational leaders who cannot look beyond their own personal differences, let alone have a vision for Madhes to take Madhes forward. We need change. Change has seemed to come in the US. Let’s just hope this wave of change will strike the southern plains of Nepal too.

Brutal murder of Uma Singh was utter barbarianism

After the armed groups of Madhes (Terai) realized there was nothing to gain from pointless murders and abductions ostensibly in the name of liberation of Madhesis, they started abducting their own Madhesi brothers since the wealthy Pahadis had long left the region for the good. They started extorting money in the name of donations, ostensibly to fund their quest for Madhesis’ liberation. Uma Singh, a Madhesi woman stood tall against them. She was fearless and wanted the truth to come out in the public so that people could know what was cooking in their training camps. That was not to be. Maoists murdered anyone who stood against them during their ‘Peoples’ revoultion’. Madhesi armed outfits have based their ideology on the Maoists and so they did what Maoist principle expected them to do. They murdered Uma Singh, a journalist who spoke truth and rejected to bow against their atrocities; she was murdered most brutally and in a rather cowardly fashion. A group of 16 masked armed men entered her house and ended her life because she would not end writing the truth despite their repeated threats. But to those barbarians who murdered Uma Singh, I have to say this, “Truth always prevails. You killed one Uma, but now ten Uma will rise against you. You will be defeated.”

Do you sometimes surprise yourself?

Well, yeah today I surprised myself.

I am taking a Mechanics course under Engineering which is considerably tough, full of maths and logic and indeed a real engineering course and the first one in true sense. (I have taken others but they were not 'truly' engineering. This one is.)

One of the junior and sophomore had confided in me that the student to excel in this course would be awarded with some sort of a little prize. I wanted to give my best try and see if I can be the one among all talented students. I'll tell you, there's a whole bunch of talented students in Engineering this year at Trinity. I have taken courses in non-sciences such as economics, politics, seminar, writing workshop, ancient science and technology (do not doubt your senses, it is in fact ancient sci tech) and what I can tell is it seems all of the talented students of class of 2012 are doing Engineering.

We had a test a week ago. There were 3 problems to be solved. Yeah, just 3. But the last one freaked us out. It just made no sense to me, at least. Just 5 minutes before the allocated time, I realized I had chosen the wrong directions for the tensions. 5 minutes is just not enough to change everything. I had not solved that question either. I was struggling. I tried my best to change everything. But I still had no idea how to solve the final equation to get the answer. I don't remember what I did but I knew I was not right. As time ended, I was asked to submit the paper. I was the last one to exit. I was still trying to figure out if it was possible to solve the problem. I did not realize I had forgotten to write my name until the professor returned the paper asking me to write it.

I did talk to some people and expressed my sadness over not being able to solve the final problem. Of course, they said what I always hate to hear: sympathetic words; they consoled me saying I would receive partial credit.

Today, he gave away our exam papers back. But before he did so, he entered those marks in ranges of points using tally marks. There was only ONE 100, some between 90-99, some between 80-89 and so on. There were a few below 69. I did not know if I wanted to see more tallies lesser than 69 so that I would have company or hope he would enter the next tally mark in 80-89 range which would mean more people have done better, hinting some leniency, which could gain mean(a chain analoy) I scored pretty well. With every tally, our patience and anxiety spiked. The average was 82. He then distributed the papers. All of the people around me were receiving scores above 90s. I just did not know what to expect. He called my name and there was the paper right before my eyes. I squinted my eyes, pretending not to look but then when I saw the score, my eyes were wide open. It was a perfect three digit. A perfect square. A perfect 100. I could not have been more shocked. He knew I was single and so decided to give a perfect 100 as my valentine gift. Thank You Dr. Leifer.

Are we invisible?

I wonder again, is anyone going to read this or comment about this? In other words, am I invisible to the world? Does it matter what I do? Does anyone even notice when I get clean and nicely shaved the other day? Well, but do I care?

I was reading a book about "dot-com business" and it talked about how you can save money while working. It talked about a guy wearing the same tie for 4 months without ever getting any comment and another guy pocketing the money for lunch and always eating the same, cheapest food available in the restaurant. It said you have to admit that you are invisible to the world. And when I thought about it, I realized there was some truth behind it. No one would even realize if I missed my meals for 5 days or even more in the current society that I live amid Trinity University students. So, I was pretty convinced that I am to some degree invisible.

But then today, I had a lunch with a professor who's currently doing hi-tech research in nanotechnology at Rice University. After the lunch, I had a short personal talk with him and he asked me where I am from. Normally, I would not expect people to know where Nepal is and I can swallow the fact that some adults even raise their eyebrows, trying to say I know you are making fun of my geography knowledge but still I am pretty sure there's no country with the name you just uttered. I explain them that there's a tiny country between India and China. Guess what? They know where Tibet is though. Tibet is not even a country and still it's more popular.

Anyway, when I said I was from Nepal, his eyes lit up, the gleam in his eyes was of excitement than confusion though. A professor doing some hi-tech research would know where Nepal is. He confided that he has a graduate student working in his team, under his supervision who's from Nepal. I mean, I was clearly shocked to see what Nepalese are doing all over the world, especially in the US. He was normally pretty quiet and in contemplative mood during lunch, reflecting a persona of true research scientist but at that time he could not restrain his tongue to say, "He's my best student. He's so intelligent. He can do anything. He knows magic. He's a true genius." Now this is something that made this meeting special. To hear such flattering comments from a nano-tech researcher about a Nepali student studying in my vicinity (after all, Houston is not so far from San Antonio), was a complete honor and matter of pride. Nepal, my country, my pride. These magicians, geniuses will make Nepal a paradise someday. I am hopeful. 

The most stressed person in the world at this time

The single most person who, in my view is the most stressed person at this time is the president of the United States, Barack Obama.

The voluminous and extensive press coverage that he has received seems to be capturing his each and every action. We get to hear what he does everyday. It seems media has gone too much ahead to track his each and every action. How can he even think rationally in this scenario? No later than the day after he makes any statement(s), experts analyse and critically assess his statement on popular televisions. He receives feedbacks and criticisms for his every action. Doesn't he get confused with whether to go forward or pause to comment on the criticisms and answer to his countrymen, who have casted their votes and showed faith in him. Doesn't he have a responsiblity of keeping them informed and clear any doubts they have and instill the faith and hope of change?

The decisions that President Obama seems to be taking must be carefully and critically assessed decisions. The decisions seem to be hard and tough. To stand against the CEOs of the big business firms and organizations is not something that we see politicians doing. It means curtailing of political funding for elections and it has wide reaching ramifications. In this light, I applaud Obama's decision to put restrictions on the privileges and salaries of the firms that are demanding governmnental help and money for bail-out.

In these tough times, he is making tough decisions and is proving his capability. I admire him.

A critique of his Inaugral Speech

President Barack Obama lived up to the expectations of Americans by delivering a historic inauguration speech that covered all fields ranging from recession to terrorism. He instilled Americans with hope and reminded them that this is just the beginning of change. He acknowledged that the task before him is monumental and changes would not happen overnight, and so people should be patient and have hope over fear. He was honest to admit that American economy is in recession and explained the current situations to his countrymen without hiding or distorting any details.

But a technical error in the inauguration speech was totally unexpected. President Obama said that 44 Americans have now taken the oath of office whereas only 43 Americans have taken the oath of office. Cleveland took the oath of office twice. I also noticed hypocrisy in one of his statements. He acknowledged that America is a country of Christians, Muslims, Jews, Hindus and non-believers, yet he mentioned that equality is God’s gift and made comments such as “God bless America”. Who is to bless non-believers then? The inauguration was marked by Christian prayer named “Thy Kingdom come…” which indicates that America is not secular or that it favors one religion over another.

President Obama made promises to improve health, security, economic and energy sectors. He talked about having big plans but did not give sufficient details about them to be deemed credible or possible.  This inauguration speech was not really special than other speeches that he delivered during elections. Usually, presidential inauguration speeches have been noted for their unusually inspiring one or more quotes. I did not notice any significantly inspiring one-liner or quote in his speech. Nonetheless, his speech was historic and was received positively by the largest percentage of Americans ever. Unlike erstwhile President Bush, he appealed to the Muslim community and expressed his desire to work together for a mutual understanding. He also gave hope to poor Americans unlike Bush, by saying that “a nation cannot prosper if it only favors prosperous”. In my view, he delivered just the kind of speech that Americans expected.

V-Day Revisisted

My second blog was about V-day, if you don't know. And it has been nearly a year now since I actually started this. Wow, happy anniversary to me.

V-Day is around the corner and economy is expected to be boosted by the V-Day sales to some extent. What if people did not shop like Americans during Christmas. They can't afford to be stingy this time around the year, after all it is that special day of the year. Are you crazy, a fake diamond because the economy is in a recession and the paycheck is shrinking? I am wondering if because of bad economy, there would be more disappointments for lovers this year and maybe more breakups. Who knows? It's good to have no hopes because then you would not fear of being let down. Single people, just be patient. The economy might land you a new partner if it took away your job. A fair trade? We are returning to our older system of barter trade. Capitalism is failing. It is producing recessions every 8 years. Business cycle is just out of anyone's control and economics sucks because it cannot predict anything. Well, if it can predict anything then it cannot do anything, or prevent anything. And now stop blaming scientists because they didn't warn earlier of the Katrina or Tsunami. Did economists warn people not to buy unprofitable houses?

Why does all of my blogs have abrupt endings? Simple answer. Because, it's MY blog.

Saturday Nights

I hate Saturday nights. Why? Because usually I complete assignments early and have nothing to do on Saturday nights. I am not saying I hate them because I have no more assignments. Who wants to do assignments anyway. They don't inspire me or stimulate me, intellectually.

What is to be done on Saturday nights? Watch movie, TV? I could surf on the internet. But for me, the word bored is a bit different. When people are bored, they use facebook, watch tv, movies, listen to music or something like those. But when I am bored, I am bored with the technology around me. I want to get away from the technology and get closer to nature and resonate with the natural frequency of the nature. I guess everyone seems to be lost during Saturday nights. People are always doing something. It's only me, who on this Saturday night, at 1:31 am can't sleep and just does not know what to do. I walked around peoples' dorms but they had either no plans and were sleepy or were not there. So, what? Came back and started writing this blog as if this is the most exciting thing in the world. I talk about going away from the technology and yet I am clinging to this. My fingers are clinging to this keyboard, my eyes are clinging to this monitor and seeing what magic my fingers are doing. Anyway, is anyone ever going to read this? Oh wait, I remember something. I was reading a similar journal of one of my friends and there too, the person had made a comment that noone would be reading it anyway. But, I did read it and lot more could read it or might have read it.

That is not important for me though. If I wanted someone to read what I write, I could have very well written in my notes on Facebook and might have had comments after comments(am I so popular?). I write here because I don't really care if someone reads this or not. Even if someone's retina would not be focused here, this is not waste of my time, effort or energy. This is channeling of my weird thoughts, a safe vent so that they don't decay or damage me internally. I have seen how many people keep their everything to themselves. Well, I too am reticent to a great extent but I do talk to my digital machine and if that counts as talk then I am not reticent.

Bean Jar Sex Theory

I am back to my catchy titles. But trust me, I didn't pull this one out of my hat (just like our Maths professor says). This is a real theory proposed by some famous pyschologist or mathematician,  I don't remember which one though. I found this theory really amusing. I don't know how much truth there is in this theory but the concept is definitely so hilarious. Without giving you a clue, it does not make any sense to talk about it. So, let me tell you about this in short. Actually, you can google the term. Oh wait, if you google it, you would be interested and start reading it and you would not read my blog. I do not want to direct attention away from this blog. Oh well, I don't really care. Do whatever you want. Who am I to tell you what to do. You have a freedom of choice. (Do you really?)

Anyway, according to this bean jar sex theory, (this is for married people so, be patient, this would be applicable to you few years later), if newly weds were to drop a bean into a jar every time they had sex in their first year and take one out everytime they had sex first year onwards, then there would still be some beans left in the jar when they would die. Wait. Did you get this? If not, read the line again.

So, this is a mathematical prediction of your sex life. Are you kidding me, you must be thinking. What a stupid theory. Stupid for what? Stupid because you are too stupid to understand mathematics? Anyway, this works on the simple principle of expnonential decay of radioactive materials if you seen what its graph looks like. Let me give you an example. If you were to have sex 500 times(not an overestimate, you'll know it later) in your first year of marriage and suppose in the second year, you had it 250 times and then third 125 and so on then you would actually still have some beans left than what you originally started with.

Honestly, I don't know what this theory tries to prove. Does it prove that newly weds have way too much sex than they should be having or is it saying that people start losing interest in the person that they have it everytime. I don't know. But the concept is really funny and bringing in some maths definitely adds some spice to this otherwise okay chicken curry.