India, Are we a country of contradictions ?

Globally People find Indians to be extremely rude and arrogant. I have had experiences where I have been at the receiving end of some extremely rude behavior and on the contrary I've had experiences where people have been extremely courteous to me. Such diversity in nature of people is often very difficult for people from other countries to perceive. Infact in India, people in different cities behave differently, for example dudes from Bombay are known to be extremely friendly and co-operative whereas Delhites are known to be not so co-operative. 

I've talked to people from different countries and they all have varied opinions on this subject.

Recently, two separate incidents confused me even more. One showed an extremely courteous human, while the other showed me just the opposite. 

Let's begin with the good part!

This happened to a friend. It was a Tuesday morning, he hurriedly hopped on his motorbike, to catch the 7.30 bus which would ferry him to the factory which was about 27 kilometers from the bus stop. In the urgency of the whole bus catching saga, the dude forgot to check the fuel gauge, resulting in his bike breaking down mid-way. Disappointed with himself, he started pushing the bike towards the nearest petrol bunk. After he pushed the bike for about a hundred paces, all of a sudden there was a voice which came from behind, when he turned around, he found a young lad on a moped, this dude was surprised, the young lad said something that astonished my friend, “Sir, Banni nanna gaadi li hogi petrol tarana, nimma gaadi ille nilsi”, this lad told my friend to park his bike so that they could together fetch some fuel for the bike in his moped. My friend was more than happy! In the short journey to the petrol bunk, the young lad told my friend that he did this because such an incident happened to him sometime ago and there was no one to help him and he had to push his vehicle for a long distance which left him devastated. He took a vow that if he ever came across anyone who was in such a state, he would always lend a helping hand! After listening to this heartrending story, my friend was speechless. Together they went back to my friend’s bike, refueled it and thanked the lad big time and headed to catch the factory bus.

This was one of instances of exemplary behavior, I agree he didn’t do anything larger than life but looking at the circumstances, it was a great show of character. My friend would always be thankful to that guy.

After describing this incident, my friend told me one line for which I nodded my headed, the line was something like “ However cruel the world might have become, we still find gems like this who nullify the world’s evils and maintain an even balance in the society”.

In a separate incident that happened to me, I found myself at the receiving end of some rude behavior.

It was a Friday evening, I’d missed the factory because of a prolonged meeting. So I’d to catch the public bus. Luckily one of my colleagues dropped me to the nearest bus stop.  The bus arrived in a few minutes, I hopped onto it, I’d to stand as all the seats were taken. I wished I had got seat.

I was lost in my own world of thoughts. The bus I was in stopped at its routine stop and a lady hopped onto the bus, probably in her early thirties or late twenties. Looking at her mannerisms, she seemed pretty restless and one could sense an uneasiness in her, I was wondering what could be the reason for this bizarre behavior. She came and stood infront of me, still looking restless and uneasy. The person sitting in the seat next to where I was standing had to get down, so he stood up and was ready to walk away, just when I thought I would sit down, this lady barges and pushes me off the side and sits down.

This made me furious, but I didn’t react, I just told her, “ if you wanted the seat, you could have just asked, I would have gladly obliged, instead you chose to push me and occupy the seat. That’s very rude, learn to be polite!! She just turned away and didn’t even feel sorry for what she did.

After a long journey, I went home and all through, I was wondering why is that we Indians are so impolite and rude. What makes us so indifferent and disrespectful to the people around us. We never seem to care being courteous to people around us or greet people around us.

At the end of it all, it confuses me even more as to what is our true nature, are we Indians polite or rude, are we courteous 

Athiti Devo Bhava

Personally, I've always liked the statement 'Athiti Devo Bhava',  which means Guest is God. There are very restaurants/hotels which actually follow that. It was only in Rajdhani, I truly experienced 'Athiti Devo Bhava'

It was my mom's birthday that day, I was calling my friend to find out which restaurant would be apt for the occasion. I brought a few names and he brought a few names and finally he said go to Rajdhani!

I further inquired about the restaurant and he said you just go there and you'll experience a great dining experience. I was happy with that answer and told my parents, that we'd be going to Rajdhani. They were okay with that.

It was about 8 kilometers from our house. All three of us hitchhiked to the place. Then on, the whole experience was not short of wonderful.

As soon as we stepped in, the manager of the hotel greeted us with a big smile. Further, he took us to our table, before which another gentleman came and put tilaks on our forehead.

Next came the best part, the folks there, put huge plates with partitions infront of us. The waiters all came in the next half an hour with loads and loads of dishes. They all had one thing in common, they were all serving with a huge smile and they were serving us with a lot of warmth and care. For the first time ever in a restaurant, a server insisted I have a second serving when I didn't want to eat. I found it fascinating, this place gave me a homely feeling. The folks there were never tired of serving us.

I have never been interested in running a restaurant, but if I ever decide to, I would definitely take a thing or two from them.

This place not only served great food, it also gave the customers the chance to experience the Rajasthani culture, it combined great food, great hospitality and a chance to experience their culture.

Thanks Rajdhani for a great experience, keep up the spirit of Athiti Devo Bhava

College life, I miss you!!

Today, while I was browsing the files on my laptop, I came across a folder that said 'Engg Pics'. I clicked on it and there were more than a thousand photos in it. I selected the slide show option and there began two hours of a wonderful movie called 'Engg Life'. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen.

The photos told a great story, I had a great college life and these photographs reflected the same. Every photograph made me nostalgic. My mind took me back to that moment and made me relive that moment, made me laugh, made me sing, made me dance and also made me cry. It's almost been a year since I finished college, there hasn't been a single day in these many months that I have not felt the urge to relive my college days. I am sure that's the case with folks who read this post.

I am awe-struck at the pace with which life has taken off after engineering and the folks we used to see everyday are all in various parts of the globe. I don't know whether I will be able to meet all you folks again ever in life. But I have one thing to say to all of you who have been part of my college life,

I Miss you guyss and I miss all the fun we had together!!

I hope life gives us a chance to meet again.

The Wall

It's been almost two years since we last saw Rahul Dravid in an international test match. Being an avid RD fan, the moment he announced his retirement, I was crestfallen.

We would never be seeing this colossal cricketer ever again.Whenever there was a match in which India was playing and if Dravid was batting, my brother, my dad and I would be glued to the TV set. The three of us were ardent fans of this Saintly player.

I wanted to pay tribute in the form of posting a blog, but I was really short of words and couldn't put up a decent post. But today, on Star Sports, I happened to see an episode of Masterclass that showcased Rahul Dravid, the way he was interacting with the host, the way he was explaining his style of play inspired me to take up the task of writing a post on RD

Dravid's was a vast and successful career. The way he constructed his innings, the kind of shots he played and the number of deliveries he faced, were all indicators of the nature of his batting. Long story short, his was a arduous career, where a lot of effort was put in to overcome the various challenges that the world threw at him. He was not superbly talented, he did not have superpowers of Superman or the strength of Hulk, but what he had was the will of the Dark Knight combined with perseverance of Milkha Singh. His persona was a rare combinations of extreme self-righteousness and unparalelled sacrificing on and off the field, he was always Sanitly.

And that's why RD didn't have an avid fan following inspite of having an admirable stockpile of character.

Dravid's fans are esoteric, they are not part of the status quo who shout and cry over the disappearing sixes or the helicopter's or the scoops or the upper cut, they find their niche in the way 'he leaves the ball outside off stumps, the way he ducks those skull crushing bouncers', they are in awe of his straight drives, the square cuts, the on drives and the cover drive and finally the solid defense. Dravid was not a mass entertainer, he was silent performer. Commissioner Gordon in the movie Dark Knight describes Batman as 'a silent guardian, a watchful protector A dark knight', Dravid was in more ways like Batman than anyone else, he didn't ask to be thanked when he rescued India numerous times and finally when he called it a day, he didn't ask for a grand farewell or a sumptuous parting gift, he just left the field like he'd done nothing.

He was not the kind of person who would celebrate his century like 'Tarzan' beating his chest or like the current generation of players who  just puke swear words after they score a century, his style was simplistic yet sophisticated, his style allured only an enigmatic set of people.

That's what Dravid has been all about, a total no non-sense guy with immense passion and devotion. He doesn't entertain the conventional, he is more like abstract art, you need to have the taste to admire it.

In an interview with Boman Irani, RD, gave an amazing answer to a very interesting question,

Boman Irani : Do nice guys finish last?

Rahul Dravid : Nice guys finish where they want to finish.

That summed it up, not only Dravid is, was and will be an amazing athlete, he will be a gentleman eternally.

I really don't know why I wrote this article, but I had the urge to write it.

strangers we met, friends we became!

" There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met"

                                                                                                                  - William Butler Yeats



Strangers we met, friends we became, this was a statement, I first heard from my father, a long time ago, when he was describing his farewell day in college. I was always in awe of this statement, it speaks volumes about how we become friends, it just describes our lives so immaculately with great brevity and precision. These are the relationships we build with our effort, we invest our time, our love and carve out strong bonds that sometimes last a lifetime. One unique thing about friendship is that most of the times, we all start as total strangers.

I just finished engineering and lot of my very dear friends have all gone places, I badly miss them and try very hard to keep in touch with them through calls and emails etc.

But the wonderful thing about friendship is that there are always new friends to come and more bonds to forge. Life is never short of people to become friends with.

Just a couple of days ago, I was lucky to become friends with a charming and interesting person.

About three days ago, I was coming home in my office bus, and the window beside me was wide open, making me a little uncomfortable and I wanted to close it, fortunately or unfortunately I had to ask the person sitting infront of me to do that for me, since I couldn't do it myself. When I asked, she immediately did so with a sweet smile, I thanked her and there began our casual conversation, after formal introductions, we realised that we both were new to our organisation and I came to know that even she was in her training period.

The next day we met again briefly in the office and quickly made up a plan to go a place called " Hari Sandwich", which she badly wanted to go as she had heard from her friends that this was the place that served the most yummiest sandwiches in town. I was a frequent visitor to the place during college days and I just loved the sandwiches they served there.

After getting down the bus, we decided to take a walk, the sandwich place being a flat twenty minute walk from the point we got down the bus. During our to and fro walk, we had a very thought provoking conversation on a lot of topics. We shared our personal lives, our story so far, from total strangers a day ago, we were talking to each other as if we knew each other for ages. Finally, after loading ourselves with sandwiches, chat and juice, we headed to the place where she was put up and then bid goodbye. 


We'd both forged a new bond of friendship, I'd a great evening and I think she did too, what truly happened was,  " Strangers we met and friends we became ".

If I hadn't started that conversation, I probably would have missed out on this new friend, so whenever you get an opportunity, talk to people and make new friends.

Cheers my new found friend.  Hope our friendships burgeons.

This is Vattam signing off!

Mangalore, you're awesome!!

Mangalore is well known for it's scenic beaches, the exquisite cuisine and of-course for it's humid weather. I've always enjoyed all the three, but apart from this, Mangalore has one amazing asset, the people. The people here are very warm, helpful and sweet.

I am not a Mangalorean, but I am blessed to be the son of a Mangalorean (my mother is a mangalorean). Thanks to her I've had the privilege to visit the city numerous times.

As a kid, I always wanted to drive to Mangalore. Driving through the scenic route with mighty Sahyadri surrounding you along with the ravening sharavthi showing a flew glimspes of itself along the way. I was always in awe of this scenic highway and I would always be glued to the window seat in the bus, gazing at the outside world all along the way, whenever we took the day bus.

After I'd reach Mangalore, I would trouble my uncles so much to take me to the beach and finally when they did take me to the beach, I just couldn't come back, a whole day  was not enough for me.

Now, none of my relatives live there and hence I don't get many opportunities to visit the place and needles to say, I miss that place.

Recently, for deepavali, I'd a lucky break from work, a string of four back to back holidays and without a second's hesitation I headed to Mangalore with my parents.

This time around, there was a surprise, my long standing dream was fulfilled, with my parents and me driving to Mangalore along the serene western ghats. Dad let me on the wheel and I didn't let go of it for the rest of the journey.

Life is full of all kinds of surprises, luckily the journey wasn't on, everything was smooth and easy.

We reached mangalore in about six hours.

We'd to go to a particular place to reach our place of stay, but since we were not that acquainted with Mangalore, we had to do some interrogation.

To our luck we found a gem, an auto driver, who came about a hundred pace towards me, just to guide me to my destination. He explained the route to me with utmost patience and enthusiasm, realising we were guests to his wonderful city, he left no stone unturned to ease our quest of reaching the destination. To our luck, he found a customer who wanted to go to the same place we'd to go and so, he directed us to follow him. Throughout the way, he was always watching closely if were were following him or not, his eyes constanly monitoring our movement.

After a brief drive, we arrived at our destination, the autodriver signalled to us, that we'd arrived at our destination. He did this with a wide smile on his face. I stared at him for a couple of seconds with a same wide smile, I shouted 'thank you' and then reached the place where we'd to stay. 

After settling down, I just laid back and rewinded the whole incident in my mind and I felt so happy at the gesture of this autodriver, for a while I was lost in thoughts and felt so glad about the kind of welcome that the mangalore city gave to us in the form of this person. Going to Mangalore was, is and will always be a special thing.

For those of you haven't visited Mangalore, my only piece of advice, pack your bags and head straight to Mangalore, it's going to give you loads of scenic beaches to visit and some mouthwatering cuisine, serene countryside and finally the warm people who are going to make your visit an experience like never before and make you want to visit Mangalore again and again.

Traveller's advice, the road in the ghat section is horrible, you'll have to go at snail's pace to make sure you and your car doesn't suffer unless you're in a humve.

This is Vattam signing off!

Undying Enthusiasm

Human enthusiasm often fades away as one climbs up the ladder of age. Often enthusiasm is associated with kids, infact the famous metaphor that says “child like enthusiasm” is clear indication it's often at a tender age that we find loads of enthusiasm. But for every rule, there are exceptions.

My paternal uncle is around 78 years old, he is the father of two highly succesful sons and grandfather to two beautiful grand children, he has had a wondeful life and is a quiet and reserved person. I am one of the few people to whom he interacts quite a lot. We had some lengthy and healthy discussions over various topics and I have had the opportunity to help him out in various projects for his grandchildren. He is a man who still enjoys his drink, is more interested in following cricket and tennis, mind you despite all this, he is a very spiritual and philosphical person.

Even today, he hosts parties at his house and spiritual gatherings too.

There is always an aura of enthusiasm around him and even at this age, his attention for detail and his eye for perfectness has not faded away.

"Back of every creation, supporting it like an arch, is faith. Enthusiasm is nothing: it comes and goes. But if one believes, then miracles occur.”

-Henry Miller

My uncle's grandson stays in the US, as part of a school assignment, the school mailed to my uncle a fictitious character named “flat stanley” and my uncle had to mail back flat stanley with souveneirs, post cards, some interesting information about the city, the lifestyle of the city. To carry out this project, he sought my help.

The task involved in making 3 posters, the first one depicting the visit to my uncle's native town Hampapur, the second one depicting flat stanley's visit to a factory in Bangalore and finally flat stanley's visit to a family function. We had to prepare three posters with pictures and appropriate written inforomation needed to convey the details. While carrying out this task, my uncle was so very particular about the pictures that went into it. He also stressed on the postioning of the pictures, the right words to be used, the position of the text. In short, for him everything had to be right. I was unable to tell whether this perfection was for his love towards his grandson or his natural eye of perfection. Whichever it was, the excellence brought out by the perfection was in a class of it's own.

The whole project a lot of time and even by the end of it, he was still enthusiastic and up for more.

I hope this enthusiasm stays with my uncle forever!

Friend, philosopher and a techer too...

It was sometime in June 2007, that I first sat in his class, I still remember him teaching us “Nomenclature” in Organic Chemistry, initially I was not that impressed. This was my first impression, but this was never my last impression.

The famour Sanskrit Subhashita which say, “Vidya Dadaati Vinayam”, meaning Knowledge gives humility, KNN sir was a living example of the above statement.

As time went by, I got to know him more, his tests, his lectures were all so amazing, the “American Way” of teaching were all so awesome. Every single thing of KNN sir was just so awesome. I still remember that class he told about “Gay Bars”, the class was laughing their ass off. His charismatic yet humble persona. If I have to list the things that made me salute the man, I am sure I wouldn't be able to complete it in a day. He not only to taught chemisrtry, he induced great fighting spirit in us, he made us work hard with an awesome incentive based programme “ Chocolate for scoring above 90”(I still have my collection of chocolate wrappers). His famous line on how one should lead a life still echoes in my mind “ Neeralli Taavare ele hegiratto haage irbeku”, meaning one must lead life without getting bound to the world. If ever I could revisit my past, I would definitely want to attend those lectures of his. For me he was a Philosopher, Friend, Role model and a teacher too..

RIP KNN Sir, end of an era!

There can be none like you Sir

My new found love!

No, it's not a person I have fallen in love with, but it's something that most people love, "Reading", to be more precise reading books. For people who don't know me well, reading books is something that didn't come to naturally nor did I love the idea of reading books, seeing those huge books, I used to wonder, how do these people read such huge books? I really felt those who read books were all Bozos, I was wrong, very very wrong! I had tried my hand in reading books, but I never really got into the habit of reading books regularly, until one fine day.

             I had a few landmark vouchers worth a grand and I couldn't buy any electronic goods with it, so I decided to splurge my vouchers on something that I had vowed never to buy, BOOKS! I always felt books were not something to invest on, you get e-books for free, right? So why buy books..
But then I had no choice that day, henceforth I made up my mind to get some books for myself.

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen

The above really applied to me till this day!

Me and a couple of other close friends hitch-hiked to Forum mall, where Landmark was located, the journey was memorable, my dad allowed me to use the car, I was on the wheel and all three of us had a laugh riot during the journey. We reached the place, parked the car in the lot and there again we attracted the attention of people around us, with our loud laughter.

We wandered around  the mall and finally headed to Landmark, I had drawn up a list of books to buy, without prior knowledge of how much it would cost me, but I decided to buy three books, the list being

1. "Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson". I idolise Steve Jobs, hence this was an obvious choice.

2. "Losing my Virginity", Autobiography of Richard Branson, someone who has really done wonders according to me.

3. This was undecided, I really didn't think that I would be able to buy another one..

When I was checking out books in the store, I couldn't find the books I was looking for, on enquiring, I found out that the book on "Richard Branson" was out of stock. So I had to look for another book. My friend suggested me to buy two books, which happened to be " I did it my way", a book on Amir Khan and another book called "Dongri to Dubai", a book on the mumbai underworld.

I took them all home and the book "Steve Jobs", my favourite was a huge book, over 800 pages. I stared at the book for sometime, puzzled about its mamoth size and doubting my ability to complete the book. After a while I said "Screw it, let's read it". I started off, the honeymoon period of a couple of days was over, yet my determination to read the book continued. Infact I loved the book so much, that I skipped my daily routine of turning on the comp for a couple of days, I was engrossed in the book, plugging in my earphones and songs playing in the background, the eyes were just focussed on the book. I was able to beautifully visualise every line I read, missing no lines, but enjoying each line. It was an amazing experience. I could literally see Steve Jobs in front of me.
The love had happened and there was no turning back, I finally fell in love with amazing world of books. There was no turning back and the love grew stronger with time. As told in the movie "Jab tak hai Jaan" ( I am not an SRK fan at all and I strongly disliked the movie too ), "har Ishq qa waqt hota hai" (every love has a right moment) and my time to love books finally arrived. 

FOSS, How it changed my life??

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FOSS stands for Free and Open Source Software

It's been about a year and a half since CONF.KDE,IN happened, people who were part of it would certainly know, how successful it was. Conf Kde was where my journey into Free and Open Source Softwate truly began. Helping organising the conference was a great satisfaction and an amazing learning curve to me. Meeting some amazing people who are really inspirational and friendly. I took back a lot of things from the conference.

If anyone of you have seen or heard “Harsha Bhogle's” talk at IIM-A, he speaks about the need for godfathers, role models in a particular field. He says because of the absence of such a god-fatherly figure in his field, he looked upto the cameramen who did a flawless job while capturing various cricket matches, he was in awe of the scorers and statisticians who had numbers of batsmaen and bowlers at the back of their hand, they were his role models and godfathers. This happened to me too.

In my life, in the things that interested me, there weren't many people whom I could idolize or look upto, I was constantly searching for people whom I could look upto for inspiration and guidance. While all this was running inside my head, one part of my mind told me to look at people in this amazing FOSS community. People who were highly passionate about the work they did, people who lived and breathed Free software. It was amazing how people in this community bonded with each other over codes, programming stalwarts spoke and encouraged budding geeks and coders. After witnessing this, I realised that these were my “Godfathers”.

During the Conf.KDE.IN in March 2011, I was lucky to meet and work with a few of the amazing FOSS guys, a few names here, Shantanu Tushar, Pradeepto, Sinny, Sudhendu, Madhusudan (he happens to be my bro's bestie ), Aditya Kavoor and so many other people. They were such awesome people, I was in awe of them. Working for the conference alongside them, I learnt a lot of things, especially the need to totally devote youreself to the thing you love to do, eat sleep and breathe it, only then will you be able to reach great heights in your field of interest. While working alongside them, I could see their love, devotion and passion for what they did. They took a lot of pride in what they did. Never were they tired of it. I was an outsider there, with no programming background at all, they made me feel at home, treating me as part of one big and happy family, listening to what I had to stay, guiding me and helping me at the work I was assigned to do and most of all motivating me at times. There is a Sanskrit saying which tell us, “knowledge which is not shared is always a waste”, people here are always ready to share!

It's through experiences like these, that we discover something new about ourself, something that could help shape our careers or lives.

While campaigning for this conference, my job was to go to various colleges and talk to students and convince them that this conference was amazing and by attending this conference, there would be a lot of value addition. I had about 5 colleges to campaign. Initially I was skeptical, but these folks convinced me and filled me up with confidence. I started the campaigning job with my college, went to various classes with a poster in hand spoke to hundreds of students on how this conference could change their lives. Some were courteous to listen to me and some weren't, but I kept my head high and did my job with a lot of pride and passion, which of course I had learnt from these FOSS folks. Fortunately my campaigning cameo paid off and as a result, no of people attending the conference shot up. While I was campaigning, I realised, that I enjoyed promoting/marketing it and to an extent was good at it too. This helped me make a very good choice in life, the choice was to take up marketing as part of my profession. Judging whether I was really good at it or this was just my self-pride was not very hard to figure out. Successful and knowledgeable people told me that I was indeed good at it ( They were not telling me just to make me feel good ), their decision was backed by some keen observations and good critical judgment. This made me feel good about myself and help me chalk out a path for my career. Today I work part time for a startup called Tailspin, where I get to do what I am passionate about and what I love to do. If I had not been part of FOSS, I would never have been able to discover what I loved. This is one of the greatest things that FOSS has given me and I will always be grateful for that.

The positives I derived don't end here. I made great friends, people with whom I went to movies, had dinner and shared a laugh with. Apart from a lot of value addition to my career, I made some great friends.

“FOSS did change my life”

This is Vattam signing off, until next time, goodbye and sayonara!

How one man's cleverneess, made lives of VTU Students Stress Free!

For those of you who have done their Engineering under VTU, you all know the fact that the most horrific thing about this university is viewing the results. We all have to sit in front of the computer and log on to the website and enter out University Seat Number and keep pressing the “F5” button to know whether our results are out. To describe the whole experience, it's like a coma patient who could die anytime. One guy from BMS college of engineering, ended all our woes and found an awesome solution. Here's how he did it. Let's refer him by the name “Mr Geek”.

During his third year of Engineering, Mr Geek fed up of the result woes, decided to write a piece of code which would check the result page and refresh it by itself and notify him when the results are out. It was a simple thing but it had a clear cut sign of ingenuity. He was a hostelite and this news about his masterful invention spread like wild fire in the hostel. During the time of the result, “Mr Geek's” room would be flooded with other students waiting to find out their results.

Everytime, the results were out, people would flood “Mr Geek's” hostel room and his phone would be buzzing every second with calls and texts from everyone. This was literally a pain in the a**, so he decided to take it to the next level and making this idea into a full fledged website which would help people in reducing the anxiety and also relieve him from dealing with a flooded room :P. He came up with this site, http://vtu.shaan7.info/, where you click on the link, enter your University Seat number and your mail id, you get your results as soon as the results are out directly to your mail id. It worked great!

During the time of my results, I was not in station, but I had access to the internet via my smartphone. I was on my way back to Bangalore, me and my friends had been to coorg. While we were returning back, everyone around were hooked onto their phones, constantly checking if the results were out or not. I was a little nervous too. But, luckily thanks to “Mr Geek”, I had subscribed to the above mentioned link and I knew that as soon the result would be out, I would get a mail. The digital watch indicated it was 7 PM and we were almost nearing bangalore, I got a beep on my phone and I checked out what it was. The phone told me I had received a mail, I opened the mail there were the whole list of marks, the class I had obtained. I was happy to see the results and I was happy to know that “Mr Geek's” inventions worked flawlessly, I shouted to my friends, “Guys Results are out!”, they all started checking out the website, which would take an eternity to load, while I sat there and enjoyed the music that played on my headphones. Mr Geek was the hero of the day for me, he made my life more Liveable and Enjoyable and most of all “anxiety free”. I went home and forwarded the mail to Mr Geek and as a mark of thanking him, liked his page,

and shared it on my wall,

If you are interested in taking a look at how to do it, check out the link

https://github.com/shaan7/vturesults

Mr Geek is my long time KDE friend, Shantanu Tushar, his blog roll

http://www.shantanutushar.com/.

So, the next time you want view your results stress free, you all know what to do, just register at the linkhttp://vtu.shaan7.info/ and stay stress free during results and of course do like its page on FB,

https://www.facebook.com/vturesultsnotify

Thanks Shantanu, we owe you!