One might have heard about artificial life created in Lab by The Craig Venter Institute.
It was the first time that bases were assembled as wanted and a complete living organism was formed. And the mother of this organism : A computer!!
Well, what I liked most about the development was how the Quotes which were watermarked in the codon (To show the organism was really synthetic..) truly reflected the significance of the development. Here are the quotes and 'feel' them for yourself..
“TO LIVE, TO ERR, TO FALL, TO TRIUMPH, TO RECREATE LIFE OUT OF LIFE.” – James Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man;
“SEE THINGS NOT AS THEY ARE, BUT AS THEY MIGHT BE.”-A quote from an Oppenheimer biography, American Prometheus;
“WHAT I CANNOT BUILD, I CANNOT UNDERSTAND.” – Richard Feynman.
src: http://www.openculture.com/2010/05/james_joyce_encoded_in_artificial_life.html
Monday, August 2, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
What a dream!!
I feel that what's true about dreams is that you have a nice one when you sleep at the most unexpected hour. I had an aWsome dream on sunday morning (well, it was 1'o clock but I hadn't had lunch so it was morning for me). I was reading a novel when I fell asleep on hostel reading room couch (Yes, the novel was that boring).
I remember that, I was worried that I had not been studying for the project and we had to meet the prof tommorow. But when Murari came to wake me up to go to insti lib for studying, I had a big smile on my face.. I think that was the most eleted I would have been in the summers yet.
I dreamt that our hostel had got new residents like every year, but just that this time, they were girls!! Yes, gorgeous darlings and each one as awsome as the other. I also had a small fight with one of them (that was the most fun part).. Also, we had a cafe (you may call it a pub if you like) and again, beautiful creatures were hanging out there.. Then, I had to go back to hostel as I had to prepare for the french exam which was due at alliance and and I had already accepted that I am not going to learn any french as I had missed THE week. So, here I am back at hostel and I see this beautiful girl.. I just stare at her.. She did not resemble anyone I knew, but god, my imagination is so gooood.. But I had to run to insti gate to get a rickshaw (and I mean auto here... we tell them rikshaw back at home ) for the classes. This was the only bad part of the dream when I had to argue with the drivers for reducing the price (though, as always I didn't know the actual rate.. but definately the driver was telling much more).
And here comes Murari.
I was then wondering what did that sudden and unexpected dream mean? It reflected as my concerns lately, the hectic french classes, the irritating auto drives to alliance and my crush!! ... But why didn't I see the face of my crush? I felt all the qualities of crush in that girl.. Maybe, it's just that when my feelings are personified, they look like her.. But why didn't I see the face of my crush??
Also, what about my project?? Why didn't it become a part of my dream? There should have been some event like meeting Prof. Manish Sharma.. But Alas.. Je desu... Or is it that all those things that occupy enough of my consicouss mind just don't surface up when I let it loose.. Is it that my brain just keeps my subconsiouss thoughts in a safe vault and just that the tought is absent in subconsicouss mind when it's in consiouss mind.. Or was it that conciouss thoughts set the MOOD of the whole dream and the sub coniouss thoughts just was a special event just reinforcing the mood setup by the consioussmind...
GOD, this is a nice puzzle...
I hope I have such dreams again and that I could look into my brain....
I remember that, I was worried that I had not been studying for the project and we had to meet the prof tommorow. But when Murari came to wake me up to go to insti lib for studying, I had a big smile on my face.. I think that was the most eleted I would have been in the summers yet.
I dreamt that our hostel had got new residents like every year, but just that this time, they were girls!! Yes, gorgeous darlings and each one as awsome as the other. I also had a small fight with one of them (that was the most fun part).. Also, we had a cafe (you may call it a pub if you like) and again, beautiful creatures were hanging out there.. Then, I had to go back to hostel as I had to prepare for the french exam which was due at alliance and and I had already accepted that I am not going to learn any french as I had missed THE week. So, here I am back at hostel and I see this beautiful girl.. I just stare at her.. She did not resemble anyone I knew, but god, my imagination is so gooood.. But I had to run to insti gate to get a rickshaw (and I mean auto here... we tell them rikshaw back at home ) for the classes. This was the only bad part of the dream when I had to argue with the drivers for reducing the price (though, as always I didn't know the actual rate.. but definately the driver was telling much more).
And here comes Murari.
I was then wondering what did that sudden and unexpected dream mean? It reflected as my concerns lately, the hectic french classes, the irritating auto drives to alliance and my crush!! ... But why didn't I see the face of my crush? I felt all the qualities of crush in that girl.. Maybe, it's just that when my feelings are personified, they look like her.. But why didn't I see the face of my crush??
Also, what about my project?? Why didn't it become a part of my dream? There should have been some event like meeting Prof. Manish Sharma.. But Alas.. Je desu... Or is it that all those things that occupy enough of my consicouss mind just don't surface up when I let it loose.. Is it that my brain just keeps my subconsiouss thoughts in a safe vault and just that the tought is absent in subconsicouss mind when it's in consiouss mind.. Or was it that conciouss thoughts set the MOOD of the whole dream and the sub coniouss thoughts just was a special event just reinforcing the mood setup by the consioussmind...
GOD, this is a nice puzzle...
I hope I have such dreams again and that I could look into my brain....
All the quantised quantities and the bits...
If the physical quantities are used to designate bits 0 & 1 because they are now understood to be quantised, can quantised distace be used in some way?.. Say, realising the good old 'ABACUS'....
What say??
What say??
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Ahhhhh ?
Well, this is the best feeling that I have had in this week.. After all the those torturous french 5 hours per day
classes and all those escaping from the heat, this is the best reward that any person can get at the end...
All my prayers which I sincerely used to say every afternoon and every eveing while travelling for the classes for
the past one week [exactly, it's 5 days] have finally been adressed..
With the rains outside and the cool wind that this blowing outside, it's now easy to forget the past week ..and
gather courage for the next week... For the first time, I stood in the rains with full consiousness and realised
how much there is to Feel... How much there is out there which we pass on but never feel it.. Either we feel so
lame to feel those things or we just dont have time for it...
This is the best pleasure that any one can get with the minimum cost.. I just think if only a feel of a woman's
hair is as pure and delightful as the feeling of wind blowing accross the face with such moisture ..
Well, I dont want to sound crazy or conservative but just as I don't want these miracles of nature to change, I
even ont want the Indian villages to change... That day, just before coming back here, I was cycling along the
canals [which were dry, damn guj govt..].. but I had a similar feeling.. wind so warm and fresh was blowing over
the rice and wheat and tobacco and the coconut trees.. I stopped my linking park now making noise in my ears and
just stopped there for some time.. I saw a small girl playing with a calf and teenagers going to take milk from the
dairy [or going to give, I am not sure of that].. and all that CRAP which I used to memorise in school about the
villages.. But dome things were different.. But a Hut [if u tell a home having TV, kitchen, electricity, Tata Sky
but having asbestos roof and unpainted brick walls a hut ] had an old man coughing on a bed in the yard.. But then
I realised how wrong every one has been about development in the villages.. It is true that our villages are
developing and that too at a fast rate.. But the lifestyle of our villages and thanx to our village women, the
homes have not even changed a bit.. I mean, we, who live in mis sized towns gotta learn from these homes how to
welcome development and be the same person we were 10 years before.. And yes, to those who condemn development- our
villages are still very beautiful
On my return trip, I happened to pass slowly in front if the temple.. and saw grandpas and grandmoms with their
kids and groups of wives of societies followed by groups of their children and then groups of young high school-
college girls and groups of boys in bike.. I felt what NRIs feel when they come back.. Did I leave this world when
I shifted my home , or when I was shifted to 10th grade??.. Well, now I long to return to that world ..
I just hope I can return to that world again.. or just have glimses of it sometime later..
classes and all those escaping from the heat, this is the best reward that any person can get at the end...
All my prayers which I sincerely used to say every afternoon and every eveing while travelling for the classes for
the past one week [exactly, it's 5 days] have finally been adressed..
With the rains outside and the cool wind that this blowing outside, it's now easy to forget the past week ..and
gather courage for the next week... For the first time, I stood in the rains with full consiousness and realised
how much there is to Feel... How much there is out there which we pass on but never feel it.. Either we feel so
lame to feel those things or we just dont have time for it...
This is the best pleasure that any one can get with the minimum cost.. I just think if only a feel of a woman's
hair is as pure and delightful as the feeling of wind blowing accross the face with such moisture ..
Well, I dont want to sound crazy or conservative but just as I don't want these miracles of nature to change, I
even ont want the Indian villages to change... That day, just before coming back here, I was cycling along the
canals [which were dry, damn guj govt..].. but I had a similar feeling.. wind so warm and fresh was blowing over
the rice and wheat and tobacco and the coconut trees.. I stopped my linking park now making noise in my ears and
just stopped there for some time.. I saw a small girl playing with a calf and teenagers going to take milk from the
dairy [or going to give, I am not sure of that].. and all that CRAP which I used to memorise in school about the
villages.. But dome things were different.. But a Hut [if u tell a home having TV, kitchen, electricity, Tata Sky
but having asbestos roof and unpainted brick walls a hut ] had an old man coughing on a bed in the yard.. But then
I realised how wrong every one has been about development in the villages.. It is true that our villages are
developing and that too at a fast rate.. But the lifestyle of our villages and thanx to our village women, the
homes have not even changed a bit.. I mean, we, who live in mis sized towns gotta learn from these homes how to
welcome development and be the same person we were 10 years before.. And yes, to those who condemn development- our
villages are still very beautiful
On my return trip, I happened to pass slowly in front if the temple.. and saw grandpas and grandmoms with their
kids and groups of wives of societies followed by groups of their children and then groups of young high school-
college girls and groups of boys in bike.. I felt what NRIs feel when they come back.. Did I leave this world when
I shifted my home , or when I was shifted to 10th grade??.. Well, now I long to return to that world ..
I just hope I can return to that world again.. or just have glimses of it sometime later..
Friday, May 28, 2010
The QCA paradigm
Yeah, I really think this is gonna be the new paradigm. When I first discussed to project with murari, I thought it's just some sort of an extension or modification of the existing thing.. But then I learnt it was related to cellular automata that I had come accross like Comway's game of Life, thanx to stumble upon..
But then, I learnt about the ambitious ideas to implement it using the Quantum devices..That was when I got a 'feel' of how great a thing that it..
Just imagine a small, high speed and low power using device using the Quantum and classical mechanics so splendidly..
Yes, this might not be an end but this could be a quite elegant transition from classical mechanics used for computation, to a really quantum one..
Lets, see what cellular automata is -
It consists of a regular grid of cells, each in one of a finite number of states, such as "On" and "Off" . The neighbours determine the state of the cells in the next generation. And changing the generations and using simple rules helps in computation..
So, in quantum CA, we have blocks that have 1 or 0 determined by Quantum states. Also, the interaction between the cells is determined by laws of physics - but in this case, the interaction , in majority of cases confirms with our classical physics that is a bit more intuitive..
Hence, what we have got is quantum units that interact classically.. So, we can exploit the advantages of these units - like small size and power benifits, and at the same time not going away from our classical understandings and keeping our designs simple and intuitive..
As of now, we are able to arrange those blocks to make simple building blocks as wire, majority gates..
What we are working on is basically physical implementation of the building blocks and analysing it's error probabilities (it's quantum afterall, you can rely on it ..but only with a certain probability!!!!) ...
Lets hope we can Rock!!
But then, I learnt about the ambitious ideas to implement it using the Quantum devices..That was when I got a 'feel' of how great a thing that it..
Just imagine a small, high speed and low power using device using the Quantum and classical mechanics so splendidly..
Yes, this might not be an end but this could be a quite elegant transition from classical mechanics used for computation, to a really quantum one..
Lets, see what cellular automata is -
It consists of a regular grid of cells, each in one of a finite number of states, such as "On" and "Off" . The neighbours determine the state of the cells in the next generation. And changing the generations and using simple rules helps in computation..
So, in quantum CA, we have blocks that have 1 or 0 determined by Quantum states. Also, the interaction between the cells is determined by laws of physics - but in this case, the interaction , in majority of cases confirms with our classical physics that is a bit more intuitive..
Hence, what we have got is quantum units that interact classically.. So, we can exploit the advantages of these units - like small size and power benifits, and at the same time not going away from our classical understandings and keeping our designs simple and intuitive..
As of now, we are able to arrange those blocks to make simple building blocks as wire, majority gates..
What we are working on is basically physical implementation of the building blocks and analysing it's error probabilities (it's quantum afterall, you can rely on it ..but only with a certain probability!!!!) ...
Lets hope we can Rock!!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Too much of love....
At last it's over!!...
This weekend has been a terrible one for me so far. This was simply because there was too much of LOVE in my life - just being involved in it (neither giving and taking).
I have never felt this way ever before. It used to fell so sacred and pure just by thinking about it. But alas, it was all past - just one of my fantasies during adolescence.
Never before, I had given myself a doze of love so powerful. And the result? I got immuned to it. I just freakin' stopped 'feeling' things!!
(I think this could develop into an immunization technique againt love).
So, for all those people who want to fill in their pockets with shining metal, here's the most fool proof technique..
On a extended weekend, just when you are all weary and tired, start watching this 'beautiful' movie - 'Sleepless in Seattle'. But Caution : Don't pre-read it's reviews. And as the title starts falling (this was the best translation of gujarati which I could make :( ), hold your breath and let the testosterone (i dunno if it's adrenaline or testosterone) flow gushing through your arteries and be prepared to be thrilled.
By the time you are finished watching the movie, you have learnt four things - 1.What bullshit?? 2. The child was so irritating .. and 3. Estrogen has dampened the spirits of Testosterone. 4. Who your next deaktop wallpaper is..
So, after wasting three hours of your precious sleep, you settle for 7 hours of sleep and wake up in the morning.
Again, you want to read a love novel (this time you have read the reviews - so you are cutting your arm yourselves) so that you repair the damage done (not by the movie - but you realise how much you have been damaged after the movie). So, you read the 'fiction' for 'self-help' . When you complete the novel, you have gone into a chronic depression (what does that even mean??)..Now is the time you do the thing that gives you 'real' pleasure.. Yes, that's what every single (and lucky!!) boy does -- you open up your laptop and start which occupies your computer's screen 70 percent of the time.. You start the best thing that works on your 'ancient' lappi - ROADRASH..
The final Conclusion Of the experiment : You killed the heart and the heart is happy!! .. QED..
PS : M going for filing this patent at the earliest..
This weekend has been a terrible one for me so far. This was simply because there was too much of LOVE in my life - just being involved in it (neither giving and taking).
I have never felt this way ever before. It used to fell so sacred and pure just by thinking about it. But alas, it was all past - just one of my fantasies during adolescence.
Never before, I had given myself a doze of love so powerful. And the result? I got immuned to it. I just freakin' stopped 'feeling' things!!
(I think this could develop into an immunization technique againt love).
So, for all those people who want to fill in their pockets with shining metal, here's the most fool proof technique..
On a extended weekend, just when you are all weary and tired, start watching this 'beautiful' movie - 'Sleepless in Seattle'. But Caution : Don't pre-read it's reviews. And as the title starts falling (this was the best translation of gujarati which I could make :( ), hold your breath and let the testosterone (i dunno if it's adrenaline or testosterone) flow gushing through your arteries and be prepared to be thrilled.
By the time you are finished watching the movie, you have learnt four things - 1.What bullshit?? 2. The child was so irritating .. and 3. Estrogen has dampened the spirits of Testosterone. 4. Who your next deaktop wallpaper is..
So, after wasting three hours of your precious sleep, you settle for 7 hours of sleep and wake up in the morning.
Again, you want to read a love novel (this time you have read the reviews - so you are cutting your arm yourselves) so that you repair the damage done (not by the movie - but you realise how much you have been damaged after the movie). So, you read the 'fiction' for 'self-help' . When you complete the novel, you have gone into a chronic depression (what does that even mean??)..Now is the time you do the thing that gives you 'real' pleasure.. Yes, that's what every single (and lucky!!) boy does -- you open up your laptop and start which occupies your computer's screen 70 percent of the time.. You start the best thing that works on your 'ancient' lappi - ROADRASH..
The final Conclusion Of the experiment : You killed the heart and the heart is happy!! .. QED..
PS : M going for filing this patent at the earliest..
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Why is harry potter so appealing???
The answer to this quation might sound trivial but i guess it is not so. I started reading hp8 in the starting of the year
(Pretty late to complete harry potter series!!) but it so happened that I had to leave it for a month or so (But how can
anyone leave it uncompleted??). When i thought of completing it, i was too lazy to start all over again so, I just flipped
through the pages and tried to recap the story.
That was when i realized why this story had attracted me (nd i guess oder people) so much. it's said that the harry potter
appeales to the imaginitive kid within us. But i think it is the suffering man within us that is attracted with it.
Ridiculous that is sounds, it is surprising to see how much of our social and political set-up (World's a stage..) is
reflected in it. The attempts of the ministry to cover up the crime to prevent people from panicking, The dark forces that
discriminate people based on origin and kill them, the schooling system (Even harry hated to go to classes..) all connects
with us in a striking similarity. The most important feature is that it does not harm our perception of world in any way. It
just tells us that we are just one part of the living world ignorant of the wizards which have their own problems to deal
with. Hence, it makes it easy for our mind to concieve the picture of the new 'heterogenous' world without making any
deletions to the existing picture but just adding a few INDEPENDENT (yes, we don't know about their existance simply because
they r hiding from us) communities (Isn't this the same reason for the exitment about the illuminati and masons? ..). Doesn't
this seem different manifestations of Descartes' dream doubt??... (sounds a bit philosophical :) ).
On a more phychological (sry if spelling err!!) level, this appeales to the struggling modern man inside us. But the
question is, do SOLE heroic charcters like harry exist even now?? .. So, the exact parralism i am trying to explain seems to
fail . But in my defense, i feel that harry just refers to the reader (atleast i think so as i have a scar on my forehead and
we share the same b'day...). It gives the reader a new hope to fight the the war againt you-know-who (this really is 'you
know who' in our context!!).. I could exagerrate this by saying that the people who complete the book once they start it are
either voracois readers, or just weak hearted people (in which case i m none..)..
Hence what i feel is hp is just like riddle's diary that gives us what we want to read......
(Pretty late to complete harry potter series!!) but it so happened that I had to leave it for a month or so (But how can
anyone leave it uncompleted??). When i thought of completing it, i was too lazy to start all over again so, I just flipped
through the pages and tried to recap the story.
That was when i realized why this story had attracted me (nd i guess oder people) so much. it's said that the harry potter
appeales to the imaginitive kid within us. But i think it is the suffering man within us that is attracted with it.
Ridiculous that is sounds, it is surprising to see how much of our social and political set-up (World's a stage..) is
reflected in it. The attempts of the ministry to cover up the crime to prevent people from panicking, The dark forces that
discriminate people based on origin and kill them, the schooling system (Even harry hated to go to classes..) all connects
with us in a striking similarity. The most important feature is that it does not harm our perception of world in any way. It
just tells us that we are just one part of the living world ignorant of the wizards which have their own problems to deal
with. Hence, it makes it easy for our mind to concieve the picture of the new 'heterogenous' world without making any
deletions to the existing picture but just adding a few INDEPENDENT (yes, we don't know about their existance simply because
they r hiding from us) communities (Isn't this the same reason for the exitment about the illuminati and masons? ..). Doesn't
this seem different manifestations of Descartes' dream doubt??... (sounds a bit philosophical :) ).
On a more phychological (sry if spelling err!!) level, this appeales to the struggling modern man inside us. But the
question is, do SOLE heroic charcters like harry exist even now?? .. So, the exact parralism i am trying to explain seems to
fail . But in my defense, i feel that harry just refers to the reader (atleast i think so as i have a scar on my forehead and
we share the same b'day...). It gives the reader a new hope to fight the the war againt you-know-who (this really is 'you
know who' in our context!!).. I could exagerrate this by saying that the people who complete the book once they start it are
either voracois readers, or just weak hearted people (in which case i m none..)..
Hence what i feel is hp is just like riddle's diary that gives us what we want to read......
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