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Hard Reset

February 21, 2018 Leave a comment

Last week I ran into a new problem – my laptop just wouldn’t start! No matter what I tried, it would not even enter BIOS – just LEDs blinking and no other response.

I looked up possible options on HP’s support site, and figured out that the LED blink pattern *does* mean something after all. At times, it blinked “CPU failure”, or “memory failure”, or even “battery failure”.

Not a good sign.

I decided to perform a “hard reset” – held down the power button for 15 seconds. Once I did this, the laptop powered up fine.

Don’t get me wrong – I do know that there’s a problem with the laptop. I have taken a fresh backup, so that’s that.

I guess I will take it one day at a time from now on. Let’s see how long it lasts.

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Puppets, all of us

March 23, 2015 Leave a comment

I had tried to read a graphic novel a few years ago, and put it back within a few pages – and assured myself that they are not for me. I didn’t miss them either – content with reading prose the way I have always done.

But a couple of weeks ago, I chanced upon “Watchmen”. It is a Hugo award winner – and therefore I decided to give it a try. It’s just over an inch thick, and I gave myself a week to finish reading it.

To make a long story short – I couldn’t keep it down at all; I stayed up until the wee hours and finished it in one sitting. It has the power to immerse you into itself and spit you back into reality after the last page. Like a Stephen King novel, you may say.

Looking back, I think I consumed it like I eat ice-cream, gulping great dollops like there’s no tomorrow. For the next reading, I think I’ll go through it like my wife eats chocolates – savoring every tiny morsel and licking her fingers clean.

Gods of Rock

February 10, 2015 Leave a comment

Ozzy had to move a little to make some room on his pedestal – Jimi Hendrix just showed up.

Amazing Powers of Observation

November 18, 2014 Leave a comment

15 years ago, I learned a secret that would change my life forever.

Deep inside the maze, buried in a corner, is a small room. A small, dark room, filled with many mysteries. Ants marching in a line. A dewdrop hanging off a leaf. A sunset after a long day. Insignificant to the lay person, these nevertheless have the power to reveal their mysteries – all you have to do is to get in the right frame of mind. Close the windows and the doors, shut everything out, and turn on a good record.

And that’s what I did. Experimented with a lot of genres and artists. Traded tapes with friends. And compiled a set of albums that just transport me away. Black Sabbath are no doubt the masters of the game. But then, there are others too – Metallica, Bodom, Danzig, to name a few.

And Pink Floyd.

I had all but forgotten them for all these years, when I fished out Dark Side of the Moon a few weeks ago. I listened to it for a couple of times, and then moved over to The Wall. Over the last three weeks or so, I’ve been listening to it over and over again, just not getting enough.

In the Flesh / Hey You / Nobody Home / Comfortably Numb – it’s just a treat waiting to be licked clean, ingested, absorbed into every fiber of your being.

I’m hard pressed to find anyone else who has dealt with nihilism in so exquisite a fashion.

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September 24, 2014 Leave a comment




An old adage

September 9, 2014 Leave a comment

That look on honey’s face? Priceless.

For everything else, there’s MasterCard.

A Complicated Sentence

August 6, 2014 Leave a comment

To be really honest, I don’t think I must.

But then again I should, and therefore, I will.