Tuesday, July 25, 2006

 

BOOK REVIEW : I, Robot..and some grumbling...

I, Robot : Isaac Asimov

This must be one of the most reviewed books around, so here's one more to add to the already large tally ! It's really good. I thought first that it would be a standard novel, but this is more like a collection of short stories, with each story dealing with clever interpretations of the 3 fundamental laws of Robotics. Really good read. Now I can't wait to lay my hands upon the next in the Robot series, Caves of Steel. However, there's a catch- these Asimov books are expensive !

I Robot in my bookshelf is a result of grandad's generosity and sympathy towards his little grandson who was dealt a debilitating blow by the horrible sickness called jaundice. So in case you, too, feel pity welling up in your heart, cfontribute lavishly to the 'brighten the life of a sick man' fund by buying me 'Caves of Steel'. If you don't feel moved enough by my plight, then do read the post 'yellow blues' which is a detailed analysis of the sickness that is plauging me presently.

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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

 

BOOK REVIEW : Argumentative Indian

Coming as it does a day after the world cup final, you would expect this blog to be bursting at its seams with pitiful words for France, and also my cleverness at choosing to support France right from the start of the tournament, but I shall refrain from such ostentatiousness and restrict my comments to Amartya Sen's recent book.

ARGUMENTATIVE INDIAN - Amartya Sen

3 stars...

This book, a bit of a tome, is a collection of 20 essays about India- the problems plauging us today, as a country, and how it helps to delve into the past to look for solutions. Some of the essays, especially the one about sex ratio and secularism, are very incisive and interesting. However, a good number of them are of plain academic interest and have a PhD dissertation like feel to them and are not meant for the casual reader like me.

Monday, July 03, 2006

 

Mosquito jokes

Disclaimer : The lines that follow may be more annoying than a mosquito that sets up camp for a whole day in the air in the vicinity of your ear....


  1. What's a heavy mosquito called ??

Massquito


2. What's massquito called when it lands on moon ? (hint : gravity of moon..one sixth gravity of earth..)


Massquito itself...you moron...mass is constant...


3. Wat's a mosquito who wins a beauty paegant in Ecuador called ??


Miss Quito


4. In a story, three mosquitos set off on a n adventure. What's the book titled ??


The Three Mosquiteers


5. What's a mosquito which lands up in Mr. P.K Bose's drink called ??


Mazzaquito


...THE END (thankfully, you might wish to add)...

Sunday, July 02, 2006

 

Les Blues blew away favorites Brazil !

Here's my ode to the great match, a crossword clue, who's answer follows in the end of the writing...


Shortening and mixing Brazil and France causing regurgitation (4)
GRIPPING ENCOUNTER ! However, gripping not in a way one would have expected. For a game boasting the names af Zidane, Henry, Ronaldinho and Ronaldo in the starting line ups, one would expect a generous doseof attacking football at a breathtaking pace. This was not to be, however, as France dictated the pace of the game in all but the final quarter of the match- a steady and measured pace, not the frentic hurry which one sees when the brazilian wizards are working their magic. For the blues, Zidane was imperious in the midfield, and Henry caused problems to Cafu and co. playing at a clip faster than the Brazilian defence. The goal was a clinical piece of work from the industrious french, and it was only fair in the scheme of things that it came for the French.
Brazil bid a teary farewell to the stage in which they were suppossed to be hogging the limelight according to the popular script before june 9th. They never really got going, did they ?? Ronaldinho and his trademark skills and rasping shots and pinpoint passing, Adriano's power, Kaka's creativity, they never really came to the party when it mattered. One could see flashes of the true magnificence of Brazilian football in the last 20 minutes, when they were compelled to come out attacking, but the French defence was too experienced and the clock was running down too fast.
Perfect script for those who said at the start of the tournament itself that brazil was too good to be true. I feel Brazil was a renegade roadster and France was a well tuned sedan...but what match is a svelte Corvette in 2nd gear for a pragmatic Accord in 5th gear ??
Answer: barf (bra and fra mix)

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