POP Science

A new technology allows researchers to write on water. The AMOEBA (Advanced Multiple Organised Experimental Basin), a tank created by Mitsui Engineering forms letters with standing waves. This remarkable display device consists of f0 water-wave generators surrounding a five feet wide and a foot deep cylindrical tank. The wave generators move vertically to produce cylindrical waves. These “pixels”, four inches in diameter and 1.5 inches in height, form lines and shapes. AMOEBA can form all Roman alphabet, as well as some kanji characters. Each letter takes fifteen seconds to produce.

My blog without blogthings??...naah!!

Your Famous Last Words Will Be:

"I can pass this guy."

What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?

You Communicate With Your Eyes

When you say, "I'll believe it when I see it" - you really mean it. For you, what you see is a lot more important than what you hear. You don't take someone's words at face value. You judge people by their facial expressions, body language, and appearance. You tend to be quiet, but when you talk, you tend to make eye contact and describe things in colorful detail.

How Do You Communicate?

Kabir

Have you not heard the tune which the Unstruck Music is playing? in the midst of the chamber the harp of joy is gently and sweetly played; and where is the need of going without to hear it?

If you have not drunk of the nectar of that One Love, what boots it though you should purge yourself of all stains?

The Kazi is searching the words of the Koran, and instructing others: but if his heart be not steeped in that love, what does it avail, though he be a teacher of men?

The Yogi dyes his garments with red: but if he knows naught of that colour of love, what does it avail though his garments be tinted?

Kabîr says: "Whether I be in the temple or the balcony, in the camp or in the flower garden, I tell you truly that every moment my Lord is taking His delight in me."

Feels like spring again !

this was one of my favourite posts on my previous blogs too...for this is really very very true...and the moment you read it...and think about it...you are enthralled...this is tenacious...


I had thought I will never be able to breathe in fresh air. I had thought I will never be able to smell the grass the way I used to. I thought I ll never be able to live.......but knowing you, there are days when I breathe. There are days I smell the grass. Being with you is living.....I loathed myself before you came along.....and now I am too scared to lose you......because I love you.....As always I dont want to promise you anything.....but jus that you are my reality.....my comfort and my happiness.....its amazin being with you every single minute that I get to do that......its lonely when you are'nt around.....I have my past...and so do u......but you are my present.....whether you believe it or not! I live for my present.....and to make my future beautiful.....I am just asking for you to hold my hand.....and I shall give everything I have to you.....coz the only thing I want is you.......


You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove
You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk C
ity lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone......

Tracy Chapman

New Beginning

well...it ought to be one...but lets see...now almost regretting my act of deleting my previous blog...there were a few posts which i liked...but well...i need a new start....or a better continuity...

so here i go...

right now...i dont think there is any picture inside my mind...most of what there is...is all muddled...one thought superimposing the other...