People are Broken & Families are messed up.
The only thing you can teach your kids is, “Not to judge other’s Families”
In a hope that One day, They will not judge their own.
-Original Draft on 7th Sep 2021
People are Broken & Families are messed up.
The only thing you can teach your kids is, “Not to judge other’s Families”
In a hope that One day, They will not judge their own.
-Original Draft on 7th Sep 2021
Right at 11:58 pm on a Sunday just 4 days shy from new years eve 2022, I completed Ali Abdaal’s class on “How to Study for Exam” and here is a short review about it.
Is the Course Worth it?
The short, one-word answer is “YES”. But since I am too excited and being long term fan of Ali Abdaal’s work on Youtube, I would like to elaborate it was a wonderful journey only to learn 3 key ingredients about studying for anything. Giving some spoilers and no spoilers ahead, they were to UNDERSTAND, REMEMBER and FOCUS. But these three words cannot sum up the course as there were more than 100 other points in the course to learn out of which I can retain only 60% knowledge. (Based on my capacity to process the data I learned at this stage of life).
WHY did I take this Course?
I am trying my best to complete the IBM Data Science Course I signed up for last November, and it has been almost a year since I am unable to complete it. I kept missing out on the information or losing motivation or just not focused enough. Internally I don’t want to be the person who signed up for something and left it midway, even after knowing how important it is. Thus now I wanted to know if am I doing something wrong in my study technique that I am unable to reach my target. And these unique situations lead to my search for “how to learn better”. Few Google Search and a few friends of friends recommendations took me to a specific link on SkillShare and that was this course:
How much time does it take to complete the Course?
The point here is not how much time did it take me to go through one run of the whole video played at 1x speed. But it is more important how we think about how much can we learn in any given amount of time. But I will not hide any truth in this article. It took me a whole week to go through the material of the course including the time I spent absorbing and assimilating the material I just consumed. Probably others can do it within 24 hours by binge-watching the content. But if you need to learn something from it, it would be great to at least keep 3 days to one week in hand just to try out a few of the new techniques we learned
As mentioned in the course about “Active Recall” and “Spaced repetition,” I would probably try to implement the skills I upgraded and try to go through the re-wired learning methodology I was just enlightened with. Hopefully, I can use these skills soon for learning anything in life and currently complete the Data Science Course with a more focused and enthusiastic approach.
I will make it or not, in either case, I will keep this blog updated on how did I go further.
Happy New Year in Advance
In this article, I am just documenting my journey of learning Data Science. Currently, I have completed Course 2 of the IBM Data Science Professional Certificate titled “Tools for Data Science”
I have currently two digital badges from IBM to flaunt on this Digital Universe
The link to the Badges is:
2. Tools for Data Science
Now Coming to the main part of this article. The final takeaway of this course was the final assignment learned in week 4 of the course where we executed the learning of different Markdowns (i.e Fonts / Caligraphy in Coding). This has complied in a Jyupter Notebook made inside Waston Studio provided by IBM. I am sharing a link to my work as this would be the first-ever task I managed to pulled of in my Data Science journey. (I know I know in the future I will laugh that I shared a barely minimum sill level task but it is just the start of a big Marathon thus I thought the smaller achievements are worth a share)
The link to my work is :
Hey I can also share my Completion certificate now, the link to my Certificate is :
Hopefully, more Certificates, as well as projects, would come in the future to flaunt my skills thus do sign up / follow /Subscribe or bookmark this website to get further updates posted as and when I learn new cool stuff.
While practicing work on Jupyter Notebooks there are many fancy ways to write a code markdown. Markdown are like Headings, Titles and Subtitles in a code which are not executed in while we run the programme. These Markdowns are only there to guide the reader of what the code is about or explain the code step by step or add hint or comments.
There is a cheat sheat to guide us through the variety of Markdown styles. I will provide the link to original post so that the credit goes to the content creator rather than just copy pasting the styles in this web page.
This link to the Markdown Sheet is: https://github.com/adam-p/markdown-here/wiki/Markdown-Cheatsheet
Hope to share more info about Data Science as and when I learn about it.
Stories were, are and hopefully will be my passion that motivates me time to time.
With my previous mention on multiple occasions, this must have come across that in current generation of Fiction Wars, I am a super Marvel Fan.
This gives me a strange opportunity to randomly meet strangers and connect with them sharing the same love for stories.
In my understanding Marvel has reached up to that limit where ancient literature like “Ramayana and Mahabharata” would have reached.
The character depth, story cross connection, multiple language translation, huge roll over of currency and love are the common factors I could get comparing various literature and Marvel universe.
I even observed that there is No Particular GOOD or EVIL permanent state of a character.
Dead-pool being the Villain of X-Men series is now a Hero having his own franchise.
Venom being villain in Spider-man series is now a comparative Good character according to 2018 story line.
This was similar to Ravana begin the Villain of Ramayana but later fiction, more research and ongoing work presented him as a good devotee of God (Not that bad Man then).
Krishna being the super hero, smiled as Gandhari’s son death and sentenced to internal curse. (Bad present inside Good)
I can comment more by comparing Greek Stories and Bible or Quran, but at last results the same purpose. Stories to teach a lesson, to inspire, to learn, to entertain, to fear, to laugh and to connect with similar or dissimilar mentalities over the globe (and hopefully beyond).
Yes UTSP is mostly about personal experience with day to day scenario, thus let me divert in the above comparison and tell you another story.
I was working in Sun-corp Stadium and I met a guy who was leading the food retail team on that particular day. We started talking about fiction stories and then he said, he is a DC fan thus he is waiting for AQUA MAN release this year.
I replied I am as eager as he is, but I am also interested in next edition of Infinity War (which is Marvel Based story-line).
Suddenly he was firm and said, I don’t watch Marvel movies BECAUSE I am DC fan. The discussion went on and on about Marvel and DC.
Late coming home I realized, Fuck the shit.. I love both Marvel and DC. Being one’s fan docent mean I hate the others.
Many days later when I was watching the 2018 Venom, I meat a Marvel fan who hated DC fictions up to an extent that he would not support even the release of AQUA MAN.
And the next step I am doing in this post might be controversial but pattern seems to be true at my current understanding.
I am trying to develop pattern or similarities between religion and fiction. (Both having its followers, preachers, as well as extremist)
More I met with people I gained info that People following Marvel in general avoid DC and vice a versa.
Similarly people following one religion or faith try to avoid lessons and practices from other. And Extremist even try to pin down the non-followers of their own kind.
The time I was most glad was, while meeting people who believe in Peaceful co-existence. The people who like to put Political, Racial, Linguistic and Religions barriers aside and share a Smile together.
Being Atheist (agnostic actually) and Religion neutral gave me access and acceptance to people from all religion. And being Fiction Neutral gave me the entertainment from all over the industry.
And thus I even hope to meet more and more people who are able to keep the FICTIONAL FOLLOWER barriers aside and give chance to be entertain from more and more and stories, let that be from DC, Marvel or even M. Night Shyamalan’s Unbreakable Universe.
Who knows I might create a new genre in future years to have a fan following. But in all case, Do love each other, and Keep each others happy. Let only the Fictional Characters Fight. 🙂 We as humans can co-exist.!!!!
In Year 2013 I came to Australia and the first ever Job I could land with was for Nikesh Patel in Hospitality Industry as a House Keeper in Oxygen Apartments Brisbane.
In the start I was ashamed to join the job as the fake “ENGINEERING PRIDE” was stopping me from accepting the reality of life.
Engineering Pride is most common stigma in India and that is because “ENGINEERING” is a reputed Degree, but way more Engineers get their Degree every year than the number of Engineering Jobs available.
Thus Engineers are Forced to work in a Industry where they had no prior knowledge or skills about the Industry. And Since no skills are installed in the Engineers they had to start with very low position with minimum wage jobs. Another common
thing Engineers do is to compare their success with the Top Notches Academic Student of their own batch and live in self Guilt of underachievement. These two forces of “low start” and “underachievement” along with the socio-logical pressure
coming from society accounts for “ENGINEERING PRIDE” self implying that, “the job offer in Hand is below my dignity to work”.
Thus in My case I was a Bachelors in Technology in Biotechnology and Housekeeper in Hospitality Industry basically means a clearer. Thus mentally it was me going down certain level of work ethics (which I had none to start with).
But when there was last $160 left in account and
a decision to make weather to pay the $155 Rent or Buy Bread for the week, working for the Job Offer in had was a no brainier choice. During those weeks I was so ashamed of myself that I decided not to declare what I was working as to my friends, relatives and even to my own family. It took me years to get out of the “Engineering Pride” and then set my life progress accepting the reality of life, learning more skills to gain different variety of jobs and keep uplifting yourself time to time.
In the mid year 2014 – 2015 I met with my 2nd boss Mazin Albassit, in the same Industry and fortunately same venue. And Since this time I had the skills and experience already, so convincing him to get the job offer was very easy than the initial struggle I had in year 2013.
Then came the second stage of learning work ethics which is called “KNOWING YOURSELF”
I remember in the start of days of his business days Mazin was so focused that he spent time to understand the working style of each and every staff he had. He concentrated and spent time for continuous improvement of every individual and whole team under his supervision. I sometimes still hear good stories about him that how he went out of the way to take a step further and help his staff when they needed of him.
One of the one to one meeting I had about self reflection changed the way and direction of the work culture I got exposed to. I remember this meeting word to word as if it had just happen yesterday.
He sat with me with a pen an paper, and explained to me how I would understand the concept of Industry where we were working at that stage. He drew a straight line in between two points saying “Thats an Ideal work position and working culture where only Robots can work. With 100 percent accuracy and consuming the least amount of time.” Then he draw a parabola meeting the same starting and ending point, saying, “this is your working style, you want to achieve the perfection and therefore consume a tremendous amount of time to achieve that.” Then he drew a Diagonal line from the starting point to a random interference in my parabola which dint even touch the ending point. He continued, “You are a human. Learn to accept that. This is where I want to you work. Consume a moderate amount of time and finish all task in had for the day. Sometimes it is OK to forgive yourself for not achieving the perfection you aimed for. We all will achieve the Perfection one day with more practice and more and persistence, but today is the day where if you invest all the time one task you may never be able to complete all what you have in your hand for the day. Thus believe in yourself and learn to accept minute imperfections in life as well as your work”
The results of that meeting dint get immediate affect but eventually I was able to absorb the learning value of what was been taught to me that day. Since childhood in India academically we are so forced and focused to achieve the 100% result in life that we fail to accept or even appropriate the imperfection.
Your academic life goes in aiming for getting 100 out of 100 marks the field that you fail to observe that only one or two students in each batch actually made to nearest 90% of that academic culture and rest all are between range of some of self guilt, jealousy, comparative nature, and non acceptance of reality of their result.
In our minds the person achieving nearest to perfection becomes a hero that we fail to support our own mates who couldn’t even pass the examination. I am not demeaning the high scores for their academic excellence but I am just appreciating the existence and acknowledgement of all the students who could not come under the perfection bracket.
The same academic culture we try to implement in our working ethics and thus live in the same guilt of not achieving perfection or comparing our misery with the top notches of your surrounding who could achieve that perfection. Thus Knowing, acknowledging and accepting yourself is important and accepting imperfection is way more important.
With the Guidance in my work culture, I definitely did not transform into Steve Jobs or ended up having the urge/need for end to end control and coming up with a great product like “APPLE”. But, I was and I am “Tapish Dongre” somewhere in between Steve Jobs and Bill Gates work ethics and positive that one day I will make a recognisable contribution in the world.
Only because of past experience and learning with different teachers in life, when I was given a position to run a team, I could accept the imperfection among individuals in my team
without getting mad on my team members or myself, learned to move on, complete the task and be ready for(if) I get another day in hand.
With this hope I sign off believing in Mazin Albassit words that, “Yes one day we will achieve perfection but today is the day to accept who you are and complete the task for the day.” You may never have a tommrow.
This Story won’t teach anything Good. In fact it is the opposite of Good. Thus not sharing names for this story at all.
In India, a Holiday is celebrated called “Holi” which is festival of Colours for Kids, Fire & Crackers for Young Adult and Food, sweet and drinks for the Adults. But another class of age group comes in between the Responsible Adult and Young Adults who celebrates this festival in unique manner than others listed above.
So weeks before this festival in the year 2009-10, I was in mid of my Engineering and in those days living away form the family gave extra freedom that give you wings. I did not have a television neither a laptop on those days so whenever I feel extremely bored I use to hit off to my neighbour’s house where bunch of more College mates use to live.
They had a 19 inch CRT display TV and in those days that was enough to keep more people inside the house than outside. One such night I went to their house and the house was unexpectedly quite. Only two guys chilling out and watching news with mid loud volume. We never watched News unless something exciting is going around and Zee/Star News people are presenting the story with extra spice than its required.
Suddenly both the guys started laughing very slowly.
I watched there was nothing funny on the news channel…still I thought let me continue to watch what’s the funny thing about?
Then the two guys started laughing more..
I imagine and asked “are you guys laughing on me??? I am looking odd??”
I looked myself in the mirror hanging on the cracked wall, and saw I looked awesome. I had the confidence of a stud that if I go out and say hi to girls outside at least 8 out of 10 will reply me back.
I said, “fuck you guys”.
They started laughing more and more.
I enquired what’s wrong with you what are you laughing at?
In the mean time they laughed so hard that they couldn’t even listen what I was talking.
They laughed uncontrollably.
I said screw you guys and I left the House. Saying “fucking crazy people.”
Weeks later I came to know they had their first “ joint” on that day.
After that I wanted to know what is the feeling like? Why they couldn’t stop laughing and curiosity shifted from what the were laughing on to, to what I would be laughing at when I have my First.
Later the same year on my Birthday I did have my First Joint. I remember I was laughing so hard for no reason and my cheek was like hanged on laughter mode that it hurt-ed to bring back to normal mode. I fought with my Girlfriend for no reason, and next day work up with a huge Hangover and Hunger to eat more and more. Ya everyone tells you not to smoke weed, no one tells you the side effect.
The end of Engineering had series of fortunate and unfortunate but unforgettable events, and as I said nothing good can be learned from this post and in fact that post is opposite of good. But opposite of good doesn’t necessary means bad. It’s not always white and black and sometimes a grey area in the story and life too. (Apart from where I saw my house door moving everywhere and I couldn’t find the way out 😉 )
So by my personal experience I would say that Drug Abuse is definitely bad, but if you know your limit and have control over your risk factors then getting high on a small dosage is not extremely bad either.
Story about the two guys who got high on my neighbour house is, for one who could controlled it got in a stable life and made the most out of it, the other one who could not, unfortunately lost his place of residence, lost his continuity of education for a while but still getting back on his carrier as of year 2018. But I am sure they both have interesting versions of their story when they were high.
Signing off for now
Ex Stoner (or future ex – stoner)
And Yours truly
Only for this story I request everyone that please don’t quote character’s real names even if you know them personally as sometimes Mystery gives more fun in ambiguity.
I have to tell you one, two, three or 4 stories about THE NOISE, but before my story I should
tell and warn every reader that when taking about the noise, every inexperienced person can tell better stories about the same topic which I cannot compete in lifetime
Thus only my target audience for this post is limited to semi-experienced persons 🙂
So listen bro, Just Listen Bro…!!! Credit: Kenny Sebastian
Story 1 or the 1st Noise story started when I was in class IX probably in the year 2006-ish. I was living in Ordnance factory medak Yeddumailaram, a place little far away from twin city of Hyderabad and Secundrabad in India.
A newly couple got married and moved into top floor of my friends house. At teenage time we had very few things to play thus we figured out the detail research on THE NOISE time.
After dawn, Me along with my three other school buddies quietly climbed over the Roof Top and sat there for hours together to finally listen to sweet moan in female’s voice saying, “Vaddu, Vaddu, Vaddu….Vaddduuu..!”
Since I did not know the language Telugu at that time, my classmate explained me that “Vaddu means ‘No'”. Never got chance to talk with that couple but this became our school group’s favourite secrete activity to listen to The NOISE by climbing neighbour’s house rooftops.
Story 2 jumped forward to year 2013 when I entered Australia for the first time, I started living a Student Accommodation and I was so scared even to move out of my house and talk to my housemates. At night around 2 am my table started
The table was kept in such a way that it touched with the wall connecting to next room. In dark light I initially thought that I am experiencing Earthquake and I cursed myself that I should have learned about Australia’s Geography
before boarding flight to here.
But then started the Noise along with the assumed earthquake. People reading this post and never had chance to visit Australia, let me tell you a speciality of houses here. Most of the houses here are made up of wood,
and compartmentalisation of room is done by thin wooden walls. Thus if anything is happening in Room next to you, in most cases you know or can hear what is actually happening.
And I should compliment the couple’s stamina that the noise continued passed 3 am along with a broken table lamp of my room which I had to replace when even it wasn’t my fault. The next day when I talked with this couple the girl was more of a bold attitude and gave an apology to be loud last night and the following afternoon as well. Where as the boy just gave a smirk smile with no words.
Story 3 goes to year 2016 when I was working in a retail restaurant at Brisbane Airport and my manager and the morning crew were also a good story tellers. Since I was the guy who use to do morning shift where
I found all other staff over experienced on THE NOISE degree,
I found myself got in conversation of what is socially called as “G-Talk”. That day I realised that even girls/women are good story tellers on the topic “THE NOISE” too. Two of my favourite dialogues of that conversation are “I cannot even remember how many times kids have walked upon
when I was with my husband.” and “My kid said, I heard Mommy there are funny noises coming out of your room in the night.” I know not workplace conversations, but truly speaking these conversations made me love my workplace and realise that,
“Fuck…at different stages of life, we understand a very different approach to physical relations.” The same word “SEX” can be mystery, anxious, rage, love, compassion, pity, need, regret, shame, achievement,
and can hold many other meanings depending upon the age and experience of an individual’s life. I could imagine that day what I would feel when someday in future at that right age
and time I have to explain my kids about intimate relationships.
But before I conclude, there is a 4th story when I was on other side of the “THE NOISE” prospectus
In Year 2017 when me and my partner returned back to Australia from India. We got complimentary Personal SUIT at Somewhere To Stay ” before actually getting a house to move in. The place was really good and thus we relaxed a bit.
The following night we started cooking at Common Kitchen and started talking to random strangers i.e making new friends and we realised that people were quoting our room number and explained brilliant stories about the “NOISES OF LOVE” .
For a second I looked at my partner and she looked at me and we started laughing a lot feeling extremely proud of that moment to be the Secret NOISE creates. We were the Smug of the day 🙂
Please feel free to share your “THE NOISE” story on the comments below.
Enjoy Your day, and Happy Week Ahead.
Only For You Sanmit Ambekar, this will be small post.
So on a random day, I walked down the platform number 5 at Central Railways Station Brisbane, Queensland, Australia to catch Ipswich lane which will lead me to my home in Toowong.
There were more than 50 people waiting for train on either side, but being writer myself I gazed upon a reader. A girl in her late 20’s, blond, slim in a blue dress with lily flower print on it, not covering her legs even when there is winter here.
She had a massive, book on her lap and was reading it with a constant gaze that the outside world dose not matter to her anymore.
I looked on display screen and it says that my train will be arriving in next 7 minutes. I know looking back to girl would be awkward as one you don’t stare at random girls even if they are cute, especially when you are married yourself 😉 .
And two that while you are watching someone there is always a possibility that someone is watching you. I hope the later someone is not a teen with his mobile camera ‘on’ shooting a per-vi-writer cum observer before he publishes his UTSP the following week.
But curiosity killed the cat and my eyes gazed back to the reader girl. I have no clue what she was reading, but I saw a tear coming down her left eye. She was crying while reading a book.!!!!!
Just in that moment, time froze for me. I went on a day dream to appreciate the artist who wrote the book. I still don’t know the book and I still don’t know the writer either but I could imagine the power of the words that a human can
fill in the white pages that can create an emotional turbulence in another human. Words are like power used in a right way can connect to you, doesn’t matter you are sitting right next to me, or oceans apart or even separated by time or generations.
On that frozen time I thought about myself, that would I ever be able to reach up to that level that I can create any emotion impact on my readers. The Tear being a powerful expression of emotion, but joy, fear, anger, anticipation, disappointment, and other various emotions including the “puzzle” what Sanmit Ambekar might be feeling that the story was promised small, but this guy doesn’t seem to stop writing at all.
I wondered would I ever be able to create an emotion with my writing, and if I could, that day I would consider myself paving my first brick in the world of successful writers.
But til then Keep enjoying small stories I write, and Sanmit Ambekar, I cant promise the next one would be a small story, but I am sure it will be an interesting one.
P.S: I did catch my train on time
P.S: The girl closed the book and walked up to the same trian as me.
P.S: If the girl in Blue reads my this post, could you please tell me the name of the book???