Perpetually Perplexed

I have written so many times about people trying to malign me in so many different ways. Now there are some people sitting across the road with their mobiles and I don't know maybe with the laptops. Do they  get connection to my computer?  I know you call me paranoid. But this is what happened since their "hiring". And they go away when I switch on my TV in the hall. They can not certainly hear the TV noise from so far. What is happening? And today a new situation has come up. Since this morning, all our land line calls are getting redirected to some other number. I am phrasing it wrong. They are not getting redirected, but they may come via some other number. Phone rings, when I pick up there is no sound. And when I check up the logs I see some unknown land line number. And the call was coming from my parents. Wow, things are only getting better. Now I do not  understand the situation, but I may have some idea behind the motives. I need to find a solution. But I a...

This is the name of new TV serial in Z cafe. When I saw the name, I got interested, this should be something about IP addresses. So it will be serial about IT and  should be watched. When there can be so many TV serials about doctors, why can't there be serials about engineers, right? And I am a regular watcher of Silicon Valley, another serial about a start up in - of course, Silicon Valley. Not namma Bengaluru. So coming back 11.22.63, I failed to notice that neither IP4 address, nor IP6 address will have three numbers. Nor does the mac address. The story is about  some plot which takes place in 1963, even before I was born!!! Imagine that. Was there ever such a time? I think it is about Kennedy assassination. Not worth pursuing. In other news, I got 3 different calls from ICICI bank regarding some international travel card - on the same day. The reason could be that I practice some times German, some other times Italian using an app called Duolingo . At home,...

On the way back home from my journey to the library, I decided "let me the smart one. I will just blog that - I must feel safe even when I step outside the house". But it was not to be. When I came home and ventured into the laptop hours later, there were some serious issues. Very serious ones. Whom do I blame? No one. Really. I tried several different ways and failed. Now I will add one more sentence to my declaration of safety. That it doesn't even matter.... You say it is intimidation technique. No.... You are so wrong. We are talking about good people here. Very good people. Why would they want to intimidate me? A nobody?

That is not happening. People Life does not stop harassing me.  And I am running out of both wit and sanity. 

For few days I have been thinking about this. OK, now you realize this is going to be one of those I, me and myself posts. So it is. I have been thinking about what are the portions of my 73 kg weight? And I am not talking about scientific blood, muscle, bones etc. I think around 30% of my weight is fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of the unknown and of the partially known. Fear of sounds and sights. Fear of future, fear of present and fear from the past. So fear is the major ingradient here. Next comes guilt. Around 20% is guilt. Guilt of missed opportunities, guilt of having wasted my education, and wasting my capabilities. Guilt of not having done anything good for myself. Guilt of not being a good daughter, a good bahu, a good wife, a good mother. The rest is all anger. Anger towards everyone because they are being cruel or at least indifferent to me, anger towards  semi-believed God and anger towards self. But self directed anger might be more because I find myself i...

Every day is an opportunity to learn some thing new. And make a note of it. Or else we relearn the same thing again and again and again and ... Even making a note on paper is not so good. Because searching in paper is not provided by google - not yet. Yesterday I learned that some time the bugs that eat into entire day can be silly mistakes also known as Id 10 t errors.  Like trying to modify the wrong file. Today I learned that outshouting is not good in any situation - except for Arnab Goswami news shows and its clones. The garbage collector is trying to prove that he is coming alternate days and I try to argue that he comes only in a week. May be I should have tried "coffee kasu" (chaay pani in hindi) route. He argues that no one gives him garbage. Is he saying that we want ourselves to be surrounded by sights and smells of plastic and rotten food? I am not writing any book blogs because I find TV - Rizzoli and Isles or Brooklyn nine-nine to be more comforting t...

Scary things are happening. And if you think that I am talking about non-living things and un-dead, you are "dead" wrong. When I am unsure about the existence of "Devaru"(God), I certainly don't believe in Devva (ghost). First of all, there was a cry like a baby's near my kitchen. There are no babies in neighboring houses. So when I am really freaked out, instead of flight, I choose fight. I ran out of the back door and searched for the source. Two cats were sitting on a wall, conversing with each other and looking at some thing near a tree. My first thought was their object of discussion is a snake. I tried looking at their object of interest without success as I do not have night vision. OK, next step, I asked them to shut up and came inside the house. They like any other children did not obey me and continued their conversation. Next thing,  two days back, I am trying to  remove a bug in the program. No matter how I correct the code the bug would re ...

Those of us who think sarcastically, talk sarcastically , and blog sarcastically, have too much bitterness within? And we never are brave enough to spit it out. Like the old saying, those who can't do, talk or blog rather, we never take a stand in real life against any injustice. But our writings are always filled with humor about wrong doers in our eyes. But we rarely or never write about injustice done to us. But writing about others who are perpetrators of injustice always provide material for our blogs. Why? Do we have the need to change the world? Or as our personal worlds are so problematic, do we project these on others? Or is it our desperate attempt to connect to people?

I had earlier written about my formatting interest here. Since then I have used Ubuntu. Cooked dosas (rice flour pan cakes) on laptop. No, I did not. I could have. Started getting problems in Ubuntu. Tried installing windows again. Could not. Went to a repair shop, paid money and installed original windows from them. Then life was almot smooth. I started my daily works with blogs, social networks and coding without much difficulties. But yesterday, mail  was very slow, wifi was showing connected to 3 different networks(!) and I tried to change some settings. Alas, things stopped working. I could not even open "My computers" and could not connect to net. I struggled a lot to avoid the formatting. But no. Nothing worked. Hence today I formatted the disk. To my surprise there were no drivers for networking and graphics was ghastly. Not even ethernet driver was loaded and nor was it to be found in the original windows cd or the system recovery cd of HP. OK, I being the...