Saturday, January 7, 2012

Life Begins the Day

The distant echo of thunder
Fading far behind me race
Retreat against the downpour
Of golden sunlight on my face

I smell the fresh new birth
Of buds and dew and spring
Dance light to the chirps
Of bobbing birds on wing

Life begins the day
When night has made it sleep
Arising to embrace the morrow
Out of past purple deep

Alight on soft feathers
With leaves and wind and breeze
I take a step yonder
Upwards the sky's sweet kiss

Down and up above, within
Life is born anew
In every bough and branch
In every drop of dew

The moon to rest this morning
And sun to rise and play
Across the blue dome of heaven
As life begins the day

Geek Mode

I was relaxing my brains after a week long preparation for the de Universa in Philosophy when I stumbled upon this short video in Google Plus. Apparently, geeks are not that boring.

The video reminded me of the passion that I had for programming. It all started with Lego when I was a kid. Building things is heaven. In Philosophy we talk of ontological truth from which a thing takes its existence from ideas in the mind. Back then it was pure fun and creativity.

When I got my first desktop PC and entered high school it was then that I met my first true love: Visual Basic, and then C, C++, Java, and all the other languages that were not spoken by the human tongue. It's a wonderful enterprise to feel self-fulfilled after hours of typing code, hard-cracking your brains out to debug, and finally getting that little program to run.

Here's the video from Oracle during their presentation last 2011:


Saturday, December 10, 2011

Bollywood Movies


Slumdog Millionaire roused my attention towards Bollywood movies. After decades of Hollywood, my eyes were slowly opened up to new vistas from India, Thailand, Japan, and Korea with their own stream of fresh movies from different cultures.

Lately, I have come across two Bollywood movies that are worth mentioning. One is the box office hit, 3 Idiots. The other one is Like Stars on Earth. What impressed me is that both these movies are not only cinematographic, they are values-oriented as well. It used to be that we use to wait for the blockbuster season from Los Angeles before we can feast our eyes on movies, though not all of them are worth watching and just plain rubbish.

One particular artist from Bollywood is worth mentioning: Aamir Khan. Aside from being an actor, he is also a director and producer. It seems that to be a Bollywood actor, one is required to possess the skills of acting, singing, and dancing. That puts to shame a lot of "stars" out their who are deprived of one, or two, or even three of these.

With several parts of the world catching up to western film industry, we see more and more of the other faces of humanity. For me what matters is not the box office success but the message, the values, and the art that makes up the movie.