oh so (darn disgusting) beautiful!

The problem with Intellectual Property is that it makes absolutely no sense to the not so intellectual majority of good ol' momma EARTH.
Not everyone understands the beauty of a well-written poem, or a beautiful song, or a colourful painting or even some nice few lines of code :-\ That is a pity. Absolute collapse your knees drop down and cry pity.
It is so upsetting mainly because if there aren't too many people to enjoy what we make, there is lesser reason for us to make it in the first place. And if there aren't too many people who need what you make, survival becomes difficult.

What made me think of this is the recent problems being faced by Satyam.
The bunch of code crunchers at Satyam had a good name for being pretty darn good at making Software Solutions (programs) for a pretty long time. But they seem to have lost their luster now.
How is that possible?
I know for a fact that you become better at programing as you do more of it.
So, their sudden downfall must be attributed to something else.
Oh yea.. Money.
There is no point making money if you cannot manage it.
Money is strange. Plainly because managing it is more difficult that making it.
If you make a million and spend a million, you aren't a millionaire. It is as simple as that.
That is what went wrong with Satyam. They were very good at what was their profession. But the entire company left the job of managing that money, which was their responsibility, to Raju. And if you didn't know, He messed up..
And a poor track record at managing money reflects poor management of power. And that is evident from what happened with The World Bank.

So, in a nutshell, if you are good at your profession, you need to be good at your responsibility. But if you are not good at your profession, you have no responsibility.
What does this have to do with intellectual property?
This: If Satyam had to be torn apart and fed to the sharks (the banks n stuff), the land, buildings and computers would be like the meat. And the software they have made would be the soul (useless). Giving the software to an angry money lender would be as useless as a surgical knife to a chimp (you know why.. you ought to know why)
That is the bitter truth that awaits my generation of 'Software professionals' i suppose. Maybe we are essentially creating nothing. I'll put it this way.. maybe we are creating nothing that makes any sense to anyone but our own selves.

Maybe that is why we have so many great coders stashed in online communities that call themselves Open Source and free.
They make new kernels, new file systems, amazingly tiny bits of code that can do marvelous stuff, make things like the EXT4 and many more things.
They do their coding and they keep the dangerous element of money away.
But still, half the world has no idea what is going on in these communities and detest the idea of making clickity clakiting noises in a dark room with the only source of light being the Monitor.

I still don't have a clear idea of what may happen. Will the world find more sense in what the programs are worth once they become computer literate?
Or, will money hunt us down like wild barbarians chasing civilised humans who might have stepped into their border and then make us sit in a boiling 'andaa' and do wild jungle dances around us an taunt us?
I'd like to hear what Raju has to say about this.

and oh yea... Kriya and VSM

revelation

My guess is that a person's house is as good as the person is.
You don't find paupers living in palaces do you?

I spent New Year's Eve and the following day in Ooty with Gilli.
This might be an understatement (if so due to the fact that my vocabulary is not what i would deem praise worthy.. not because the place was not good enough) Ooty is a beautiful place.
That is when it struck me : most of the world we live in is beautiful. This world that 'God' made for us to live in truly is breath taking!
So, he probably meant for us to be worthy of such an abode.

It is when i saw the fairy tale landscape of Ooty that my darker sides that clung on to the rest of me like dirt suddenly ashamed me. I have not been the best of people.
I have been sarcastic, unkind, ungrateful, silly, cruel and inconsiderate.

But i don't want to be any of that any more.

I will probably never understand the depths of the people I previously thought were rubbish. I shouldn't jump into conclusions.
I will probably never wholeheartedly help others the way some people have helped me. I will probably never understand what it feels like to share and enjoy.
I will probably never be the kind of person i want to be.
But there is no harm in trying is there?

The world deserves a better me.. And i'm gonna try and satisfy it.. :)

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

courtesy : gilli