Archive for April, 2006

WRT54G … wtf ?

April 30, 2006

The first tech post, and many more to come!

(continued from KEC General …)

Something that has been on my shopping list a long time! wrt54g

  • Whats WRT54G..
    This is a well endowed, full featured wireless router from Linksys…
    The WRT54G is a wireless router that supports 802.11b/g and integrates a 4 port 10/100 Mbps switch and a WAN port to connect to your Internet gateway/modem via an ethernet connection.
  • What is a wireless router?
    Well.. its a combination of a network switch and a wireless access point with some basic routing/firewall functionality…
  • What makes this WT.. WR.. thingy so special?
    God did not create all wireless routers equal. This WT.. WR.. thingy is no ordinary wireless router. The router firmware is based on linux components and hence the firmware is GPLed and is open source.
  • Open what? Your point being?
    Open Source. In other words, people can download the firmware source code and meddle / fiddle / tweak it as they please. And we get to use a fully hackable,modifiable device. (check out the Wifi planet link: … how you can turn a
    $60 router into a $600 router …
  • I want one too! Which one should i get?
    Look out for the WRT54G with serial number CDFAxxxx ( ver 4.0 ) or less. The CDFBxxxx version is based on VxWorks and has less ram / flash on board and cannot be used with the custom firmwares. Linksys has launched a special linux version WRT54GL for enthusiasts. This is based the WRT54G ver 4.xx series…

more on the WRT54G at:

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the designer and the manager

April 27, 2006

prolog: a computer language

prologue: i hereby certify that this story is entirely fictional and did not happen to me as far as i am concerned since i have not been near a train for the past 5 months and am entirely not responsible for the outcome in any way though i am allowed to imply certain ideas that may be expressed using literary objects…

this is the actual flow of events between the designer, the manager and the damsel in distress…

designer and manager want to prove who is smarter. there is a pretty lady on top of the tower (top berth) protected by a vicious fire breathing dragon (her father). and there are 3 nights…

The night is young, the second a designer, the third a manager. The two nights try their best to woo the fair maiden.
The manager displays various insignia of his alma mater lineage trying to impress upon the probable number of zeroes in his imaginary paycheck and tries to divert her attention away from the zeroes in his head….

the designer, takes a direct jab at the manager , by upping the offer using his outlook on the guide to bringing in forex in the form of crisp green bills… the lady is trapped by the image of the $$ bundles and remains transfixed on our hero at the base of the castle.

The clock strikes one, and no one dares to move, fearing the wrath of the fire breathing dragon below…

After an hour, strange rumbles are heard in the shadowy depths of the bottom berth where the dragon snores away to glory. little does he know that the captive princess fiona is about to make here esc@pe …

the manager falls asleep for a moment and starts dreaming about his true love, his picture in the newspapers , tv interviews , fmae fortune… (after grabbing the top salary from his school). he is in a deep trance. while other people dream away zzzzzz's , our manager counts only the $$ jumping over the fence…

princess fiona climbs down from her tower and proceeds to the long and trodden pathway , leading to the streams of water that separate the indian side from the western side, looking back to see whether she is stuck with the night, or if lucky, a knight…

moments later, the knight at her summons is drawn closer, like a satellite out of orbit, spinning closer towards its impending destruction, and utter nirvana… the door to the west opens and closes and our hero shrek , and fiona are suddenly free from the culture police of the indian style across the narrow pathway…

and … giggety giggety giggety gooo! .. Well.. ok , may be not.. but there was something certainly entertaining going on there in the western hemisphere of the special train, with both shrek and fiona , discarding the fine manual and by their interpretation of keeping it simple stupid!!

the abridged version of the abridged version can be found at this location . Do pay this a visit as well…


p.s. shrek, fiona , the dragon lived happily , separately ever after. The whereabouts of the manager are unknown. Some say that he is still asleep on the 'special train', dreaming about his probable pay ….

mourning for dummies

April 22, 2006

Welcome, to 'Mourning for Dummies'…

The ingredients for this recipie are all easily available and im sure each and every one of you will be well prepared for mourning in style!!

10 juveniles, free for the day
3 policemen
2-3 goats
tires, preferably steel radial
buses, for taste
buildings made entirely of glass (presentation items)
electrical pliers
VHF/UHF selective noise generators
sports equipment
some 'bhangra' music
food for thought


1. take two juveniles, a hockey stick and a goat each and mix them together. the goat should be a scapegoat prefereably. mix them properly to form a nice thin and fluffy 'diversion', that will attract the police men and flies from all over town. then scoot from the area and let the diversion settle in the freezer.

2. now that the policemen and scapegoats are out of the way, lets work on the tires. take 3-5 tires and mix them well with a few drops of vanilla essence. Now douse well in brandy and sprinkle some brown sugar and icing sugar to give it a heavenly look. remember to light the 'rings of heaven' on fire before serving. you will get the sweet smell of vanilla,caramel and burning rubber. now play the bhangra music and make the juveniles smile and dance in the background while the news crew use Optical face recognition to find out who you are ( to arrest your sorry ass, the minute this is over ) and broadcast it to the world

3. take 2 juveniles, some sticks and stones and look for a fresh bus. The fresher , the better. the freshness can be identified by breaking off a window or two. if you hear a crisp crackling sound, you know its fresh. now we want to bake the bus to a near golden brown colour, so make a few holes in the bus with the sticks and stones. choose sticks and stones that will break your bones for best results. now after you have prepared the batter … i.e. the battered bus, set it on fire until you see a light golden brown. when you see this, run for your life, since the fuel tank is most likely to explode.

4. now for the decorative images, look for a building made entirely of glass, and proceed to redesign its front walls to look like the broken lcd of a calculator. remember the motto, leave no stone unturned, and , if the windows aint crashed, then theres something wrong. So proceed to break every alternate window. And assign points if your stone hit your target window.

5. now comes the fancy part. Locate your cable operators / broadband service providers. use the electrical pliers to splice the satellite uplink/downlink cables and connect it to your set top UHV/VHF transceiver. Now tune in the CRO to make sure that all intelligent signals are drowned out , and only white noise is allowed over the analog medium. ( ** For those using DTH services, now you can receive white noise in 5.1 digital surround sound ** ) . The same can be done with the nearest radio station.

6. If you are still not happy, then go to the nearest cellular operator and hijack their tower to broadcast your own signal. Now the only thing a frigging GSM / CDMA user is going to hear on their phones is what you transmit… ( how about the handshaking music all day ? eh ? )

Serve all the items fresh and make sure that all shopkeepers are out celebrating with you.
When all the others return home starved, take out the food for thought and eat half of it.
Keep the other half for the remaining of the celebrations…


hijackers, redheads and low skirts

April 8, 2006

hijack … is the forcible robbery from, or seizure of, a vehicle in transit. One who hijacks is known as a hijacker.

(wikipedia..) either way, mani is well versed with the art of being hijacked. broadly classified into weekend and workend .

a weekend/workend hijack is the forcible capturing of ones ability to conciously make a decision that encompasses the scheduling of planned/unplanned activities in the near future. now the only thing worse than not having a plan, is, the hijacker ensuring (by powers beyond your own control) that you cannot have a plan.

the downside of a hijacking is that someone else now controls your every move… sounds mighty similar to a real hijacking doesnt it?

manijacking is the process of having to sacrifice ones financial independence in order to satisfy the debitary condition caused by the society having to console thier palate by alienating themselves from their base location….

manijacking can be spotted by watching for the fateful keywords "u~pe" … (pronounced as 'u–p-ay' ) …

Now. coming to the redheads? i have seen scores of hot redheads and (not black heads) dark haired beauties parading around flaunting themselves . These redheads walk around the house topless ( and bottomless ) taking control of whichever sector they please, and occasionally taking a bite out of me…. Damn those blasted redheads…

As for the low skirts… Mani was fortunate enough to attend the Medc .. the maicrosshoft hembedded thevelopers konference call in the workend hijack of april. On the last day, of the Medc india challenge,

"Microsoft Gives away Apache for the MEDC India challenge"

Well… i doubt if it will make much sense to most, but for those who do get the jist …. theres my point. Who saw it coming ? Yes , and the host mentioned about why ladies are not called gentle … as in gentlemen. Assume you fall asleep on a bus/train and due to an involuntary muscle spasm that causes a constriction in the fibres of your neck , god forbid, making your head tilt to one side, and possibly land on the shoulder of the pretty lass sitting next to you…

:: SLAP :: ( this was a unanimous response…. no choices needed, we are sure this is the end result…)

Now reverse the roles here… If by chance this pretty lass happens to fall asleep on the tramp… then (like the host said) , the gentle (tramp) man would most probably miss his stop (or for that matter, be as still as possible ) …

See.. Gentle man … 😀 .. Also, this gentle man happened to see some mighty fine legs walking down m g road… ( and they weren't on a chicken either!! )

In other unrelated news…. , can anyone tell me what the "Mis-interpreted magic words" are ? 🙂 Anyone … Anyone ?