Brief history of time: my edition

I think there comes a point in time where everything needs recycling...i understand that the same is true of the game called India...speaking of the artificially intelligent crowd...this one is the king of it all...i mean really really "artificially" "intelligent". It is unfortunate that we are once again at the point where history repeats itself...some folks once pointed out that Nehru was the playboy of India to the point that the freedom movement needed Gandhiji to suggest that mister playboy actually travel the length and breadth of India to find out what India is all about...just so that the concept of the country sink into his little head and he begin to feel a better than ordinary brain grow inside of him...after all the country is a lot more than a playboy's little game room. This one is a playboy...however the concept of India seems to not have registered in his head...he cant speak without the words of his top ten sycophantic idiot lieutenant...

Its been a long long time since i met him...he is one of two people who inspired my interest in computers and what they can do...college days gone by...he was the best programmer in our batch of electronics students...and as i predicted it (and all others!)...he still is just the same...driven by excellence in everything he does...kind of reminds me of the google ceo when i look at him...introducing my college computing guru amongst all students when it came to programming these dumb machines...life has been difficult for both of us...for different reasons...i guess we had to run the path in life that we did...eight months of advanced research in that dark corner of park city trying to understand how the system works...led me to a different set of life rules than him...i left...he was far far away with his own set of challenges...he didn't...i can only imagine how his digital fingerprint must have grown over the past sixteen years...today he is an advisory position to the fir...