2-2017 A hoax called Facebook

Beware of Facebook hoaxes….

Some idiot seems to have created a Facebook account using my name, mailID and foto. I **NEVER** use the shit called Facebook (or Whtasapp, Linkedin etc.), or any such “social” rubbish. If you see my name in any such community, please ignore
the same, and delete me from the same. I tried deleting my name from Facebook, but the crooks out there have made it impossible to escape. I am therefore not responsible for what you find there, under my name/account. Beware ! You have been warned.

You are always welcome to contact me directly, on a one-to-one basis.

Keep in touch,

partha

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1-2017 When will people learn some decency ?

Why do people not realise that they are being
rude, impolite, and uncivilised, when they do not respond to mails ?
Imagine calling me up on fone and I just keep listening without
answering a word  !  Imagine getting a deafening silence 
everytime you call someone . email is no different. Even if you
do not have a definitive response at hand, and you need time to 
get/give a proper response, it does not hurt to give a provisional 
response/acknowledgment/reaction. Simple logic, which many do not 
seem to know. Just like people who do not know traffic rules, should 
not be driving a car, people who do not know rules of decency, should 
not be using emails.   

I was under the impression that I was surrounded by educated and cultured people. 
I realise I was wrong. Since I do NOT accept such behaviour from people whom I know:

1. You can expect the same behaviour from me, when you try to communicate with me.

2. You can expect some harsher treatment from me.

4-2016 Time to teach the rogue a lesson

Once again, Pakistani terrorists play a dastardly incident in India. It is time to recreate the “Day of Shame for Pakistan”  (16 Dec. 1971). Last time, East Pakistan disappeared from the World map. Now, it will be the turn of the rest of Pakistan and all those who believe in dastardly terrorism..

banglashame.pngSome rogues can understand only one language. “Latton ke bhoot baaton se naheen mante”

लातॊन कॆ भूत बातॊन सॆ नही मानतॆ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3-2016 Where ignorance is Bliss …

Where ignorance is bliss ….

To live in India is to notice with great despair, the ignorance of people about one of the greatest gifts GOD gave them. The indifference to achievements of their own fellow countrymen is one reason why this country has not yet made the progress it could have made. A shining, or rather shameful, example is the case of Srinivasa Ramanujan, a mathematical genius whom the world, except Indians, celebrate.

I happen to know a lot of learned people from the academic community, many of whom pretend to be gurus of mathematics. I am yet to meet a person, who can give a satisfactory answer to the question “what exactly is the field of mathematics to which Ramanujan contributed ?” I have often watched with despair, anger and frustration, these ignoramuses fumble and blush as they spurt out meaningless guesses.

Almost a 100 years after his death, the Indian Government declared that 22 December will be celebrated every year as National Mathematics Day. The then Indian Prime Minister also declared that the year 2012 would be celebrated as the National Mathematics Year.

Better late than never : Let us discover Ramanujan now .

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2-2016 Sycophancy unlimited

Have you ever considered visiting Einstein’s grave? You wouldn’t be able to do it even if you wanted. Before he died, the physicist made it clear that he didn’t want to be buried, since he was terrified of the idea that his resting place might become a pilgrimage site for admirers and the curious. This is why he was cremated and his ashes were scattered in the United States, near the Delaware river, not far away from Princeton University, where he had developed most of his scientific career. But Einstein’s most important legacy, all his scientific and non-scientific papers, his photographs and the rights to his works, are kept in the Hebrew University of Jerusalem, in the Edmond J. Safra campus. Some of the documents have been digitized and are available to the public.

Compare this to the condition in India. Every politician and everyone of his sycophant followers wants to engrave their names in every public space in this country. They want all airports, all hospitals, all street corners and even all graveyards to be named after them. Never mind if passersby before these memorials do not care a damn for the person whose name has been used. The whole drama becomes digustingly stale, considering the proliferation of these so called memorials.

When will we learn to be a more mature nation ?

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1-2016 Add me to the compost pile

If I should die before I wake,
All my bones and sinew take;
Put me in the compost pile,
And decompose me for a while.

Wind, water, rain will have their way,
Returning me to common clay!
All that I am will feed the trees,
and little fishes in the seas.

On radishes and corn you munch–
You might be having me for lunch!
And then excrete me with a grin–
Chortling, “There goes Lee again!!”

(These are the words to a song written by Lee Hays, a member of the Weavers, a folk group who sang in the 1940’s and 50’s)

5-2015 More ebooks for free

Take a look at:

http://drpartha.org.in/publications/freeebooks.htm