How a Password Change The Game & invoke me to Write a Book!
From longer time you have not change your password. Click 'Change password' to change your password.
No shit. I thought clicking 'Change password' was gonna do one more problem of remembering one more password.
I read this dumb message in my mind with angry demoniac voice: The damn password.
The most interesting thing is here.....
Use at least one UPPERCASE character, at least one lower alphabetic character, at least one symbol and at least one number. Oh, and the whole damn thing can't be less than 8 characters. And can't use any of the same password i've used in the last 2 months.
So there was... This input field with a pulsating cursor, waiting for me to type a password that i'll have to re-enter for the next 15- 30 days. Then, letting all the fire go, i remember a tip i have read from somewhere ( i don't remember from where).
I'm gonna use a password to enhance (or, may be to 'change') my life.
Of course, there were clear indicators of what i needed to do -or what i have to achieve- in order to enhance my life, but we often don't pay attention to these clues. but, being a geek and introvert there was a chance to do something.
My password became the indicator. My password reminded me that i shouldn't let myself be victim of Facebook and WhatsApp. I am gonna do or create something.
My password became: "Read2write@pc"
I've changed the password of my whole account. I had to type this statement several times a day. Each time my computer would lock or goes to sleep,to access my rss feed, to check my email and to create post on my blog.
In my mind, i went with the mantra that i didn't type a password.
In my mind, i wrote "Read to Write" everyday, for one month.
This simple action changed the way of my reading from normal reader to a writer.
One month later, my password became "Redy2pblsh@mrkt"
And guess what happen. i was in search of publishers. but it didn't work for me because of money problem since, in my pocket there was 0-penny. To publish a simple book you have to invest Rs. 20000/. min.
Then i read a lot on "how to be a self-publisher" and it works. The result is: My first book is in market and very soon it will be available on Flipkart and amazon.
haha, from nothing to a writer sound like BS but its true and amazing.
Here is an extract of what some of my passwords have been in the last 2 month:
No@fb4onemonth :-? quit fb for one month.(it worked)
Save4book@flipkart :? save money to publish my book on Flipkart.
Ask@her2talk :? (never worked!)
Now, why i am telling this incident to you? Am i jerk or crazy?? The list of reason is:
- I believe in sharing
- I like if someone get inspired and create something.
- If we create something it helps other.
Take the example of Facebook and Google. Now, our life is incomplete without these creation. its true that Facebook and Google earn million and trillion but its also true that these site made many millionaires.
Take another example of a book, its true that an author earn lakhs and crore from a single book, but we can't deny the fact that its changing our life, without book we cant imagine a true education. that single piece of book gives us hope to survive and motivate us to do hard work or to create something.
So, so, so.... next time change your password to change your life and create something that helps others. may be its a book or something else. "Sign-ing-out"
Pass the trick to those who might need it.
link to my book: click here
Life changing Three Words for Young and Ambitious
I have three words to change your life: create, big, and defy. Have you got three minutes?
1. Create
Creating things is the secret path that lets you do whatever you want.
How did I become a writer? I wrote. How did I become a programmer? I programmed. How did I become an entrepreneur? I started a company. I never had professional training in any of those things, and it never mattered, because I gave it to myself. You can too. Create the right things and you don’t need a resume. Create things worth noticing, and you will be noticed.
Creating is also a way of extending yourself. Your writing, or your art, or your company – all these things add to you worth, and the right creations fuse and compound over time. Think of it like buying shares in yourself.
Most people make the mistake of permanently exchanging their time for money, aka ‘employment’. This leads to a lifetime trap of spending time to earn money. If instead you invest your time in making things of value, those things can take life of their own, and work for you while you sleep. You’ll be happier and in greater control of your destiny too.
2. Big
The thing no-one tells you about aiming big is that you pretty much always win.
That doesn’t mean you get what you planned; in fact, that almost never happens. But you almost certainly won’t completely fail, and what successes you have will almost always outweigh your losses.
Say you aim to write a single Facebook status. However that goes, you’re not likely to win or lose much. Instead say you aim to write a whole novel. There’s a good chance you will fail to finish, or take five times longer than you expect, or write utter garbagepaste that never makes it past three unhappy relatives. But in the process you will have pushed your skills beyond their point of comfort, and grown immensely. More so than most people do in their whole lifetimes.
If you keep doing this, eventually, something is going to work. And you only need one big win to set you for life.
3. Defy
If you think the world is logical or fair, you’re going to be frustrated and sad most of your life.
The world does, actually, make a lot of sense. But not in the way that you might think. Working hard is not enough. Being smart is not enough. Really wanting stuff is not enough. Your instincts and upbringing may tell you otherwise. They are wrong.
The thing that will hold you back the most, throughout your entire life, will be yourself. You will know what to do. You will want to do it. And yet you will find yourself failing, and you won’t know why.
Most people reflexly blame the world when this happens: “my boss is blind”, “the economy is hopeless”, “girls are stupid”. Externalising leads only to denial and pain. What you need to do – all you need to do – is look inside yourself, and ask what, if anything, you could be doing differently. If you’re certain the problem is outside of your power, drop it, and move on.
Redrawn from 7 Habits of Highly Effective People
If you can make a habit of this, all of your energy will only go on things that improve your life, and you’ll free yourself from a tyranny of sadness.
Create, big and defy. These are three things that almost no-one does, which is exactly why you should do them. Just by attempting you’ll be putting yourself at an uncommon advantage. Now go forth and conquer.
Here are my regrets. And they can be summed up by the word: "Don't".
Everyone wants to know what dead people say right before they die. Words maybe infused with speckles of a heaven.
Beethoven supposedly said on his deathbed, "Friends applaud! the comedy is finished!"
Lou Costello said, "This was the best ice cream soda I ever tasted."
Similar is, "What are common regrets of people in their 30s and 40s?"
Can they be avoided if known?
Here are my regrets. And they can be summed up by the word: "Don't".
- DON'T BUY THINGS.
Buy experiences. A thing is a house. An experience is a trip.
An experience is a visit to that girl or guy on the other side of the world who said, "maybe".
An experience is an invitation to meaning instead of material.
- DON'T DO ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT TO DO.
You think you have time to get out of it. But you don't.
And then it happens. And then it's too late. And then it's something you did. You were the target and you got shot.
A black ink stamp leaving it's mark on your wrist. You went to the party and the next day, all blurry and inky, it shows and everyone can see.
- DON'T TRY TO PLEASE PEOPLE.
Nobody is more worthy of love in the entire universe than you. I wish I had reminded myself of that more.
I could've saved all of that time where I was trying to please someone else.
Money you lose you can always make back. But even five minutes of time lost is gone forever.
- DON'T FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE WHO IS IN LOVE WITH SOMEBODY ELSE.
These people are magnets of love. They've sucked all the love out of the room so when you walk in, it's already too late, you're past that zone in the black hole where nothing ever gets out and nobody ever knows what's there. It's lost in space and time.
When I've fallen in love with someone who was in love with someone else, only pieces of me have ever survived. And even then I had to put those pieces back together into the tinkertoy robot that became me for a long time.
- DON'T MAKE PROMISES YOU CAN'T KEEP.
And to that I can only say, I'm sorry to that one girl.
- RUN. DON'T WALK.
I don't mean run to a goal or a destination. There are no goals and you realize this around the age of 30 or so.
I mean just "run". You build up your blood vessels. More oxygen gets to the brain. You get smarter. Life is better.
And you'll see more in life than the people who are walking. Who take their time failing. Who take their time falling for others. Who take their time while waiting for the right moment.
Waiting for the right weather, the right coordinates, the right person, to drop anchor.
There's never a right moment. So just run to get there.
- DON'T WAIT FOR THEM TO SAY "YES".
Who is "them"? What are they saying "yes" to? What do you think will happen after the wait is over?
Yes. That's my point. All of the answers to these questions are lesser versions of what happens if you don't wait so I'll say it again. "Don't wait for them to say yes".
Say yes to yourself first and everyone will say yes later.
- DON'T STEAL PAPERCLIPS FROM THE OFFICE.
It seems small. But a million paper clips in life add up to what you are, a mishmash of twisted metal.
Be honest. Honesty compounds until your word becomes The Word.
Try it and see.
- DON'T EAT BAD FOOD.
And by "food" I mean McRibs. But also I mean the news. And dramas that kill lots of people.
And coworkers who gossip in the hallway, everyone trying to pull everyone else down.
And family who yells at you only because you have become the piano they play their own anguish on.
And late nights with the girl who smiles but you know it will never work.
At 20, life can either compound into beauty or into insanity. This is the "don't" that forks into both.
- DON'T REGRET.
It may look like these are regrets. But they are just tattoos that live on me right now. The illustrated man at the circus.
Don't time travel into the past, roaming through the nuances as if they can change. Don't bookmark pages you've already read.
Today it starts all over again. Every tomorrow is determined by every today.
A story of a man, suffering from Polio since birth, doesn't beg, instead he sells...
Mr. Ajay Verma, suffering from polio since birth, doesn't beg, doesn't depend on his parents (when he fully can), but instead he sells SAUNF in the Sector 22-C Market in Chandigarh.
I saw him, I talked to him.
I realized that it takes great effort for him to stand, walk, or talk for that matter.
Still he comes from Ambala every afternoon by bus (has a bus pass), stands in the market trying to speak out his product, but only his lips move, that too slowly, he stands in the crowd, getting pushed and disrespected, selling what he came to sell till 9pm, then he sets out for home, when asked, he said, he had gotten used to the hurdles of traveling even in his condition and he reaches home slowly slowly.
I wondered, I asked, why through so much everyday?
why was he doing what he was doing?
He collected his voice and said,
he wanted to do something, he didn't wanna sit idle, he wanted to stand up on his feet.
He earns Rs.3000 per month and stands proud and smiling.
If the world's and your parents' resources are already good enough for us to be freeloaders or not needing for us to work as hard as we can, fine, don't work (hard) for yourself, but at least work for and donate to the ones who work harder than you and deserve a better life, or better yet deserve a chance to have a life to live.
A truly inspiring man who to me proved that all the problems we think we have, which don't allow us our happiness are actually just bullshit excuses we keep giving ourselves.
credit: this incident was originally shared by a friend Nikhil Tulseja
How did an awesome programmer "Feross" learn to program?
In short:
The full story:
My first website
My first real project
My second website
Lots of studying and reading
A viral hit
The beat goes on
- jQuery
- CSS (and Modernizr and YepNope for cross-browser issues)
- Python
- Tornado (web framework/server)
- Git (version control) & GitHub
- Last.fm API
- YouTube API
- Working on a team
- Nginx (web server)
- Supervisor (to daemonize Tornado)
- SQLAlchemy (ORM)
- Apache Ant (to build and deploy the site after a push)
TL;DR — Just start building stuff!
Computer science classes
Work at a software company
How to learn programming:
- Do side projects.
- Buy and read programming books.
- Do side projects.
- Take computer science classes.
- Do side projects.
- Read programming blogs.
- Do side projects.
A real story of a girl, who never resigned herself to her fate!
There was a young girl who was raised in circumstances where three meals a day was a luxury. Her family was so poor that she couldn't afford footwear or books. She would wear overly long dresses to school so her class mates wouldn't notice her bare feet.
Her father had old fashioned ideas about how sons vs. daughters should be raised. Education did not figure in his priorities for his daughters. However, a sympathetic colleague of his at work would sneak his daughter paper that was used only on one side. The girl would then sew them into a notebook and use those at school. Since she couldn't afford textbooks either, she would borrow them from her classmates in return for helping them with their homework, and would copy by hand every word and every diagram from each textbook into her homemade single sided notebooks.
She could have bemoaned her fate and quit school. Instead, she chose to look at it as extra practice and never complained.
Invariably, she would graduate at the top of her class and eventually made it all the way to high school, fighting tooth and nail against her circumstances all the way, every single day.
It was the night before finals. She was putting the finishing touches on her biology lab work journal, updating the diagrams, dotting the i's, crossing the t's - that kind of thing. It represented an entire year's worth of her work. She was so engrossed in her school work she forgot to look at the clock. It was her father's dinner time and she had not warmed his food yet. That was enough to drive him to such rage that he grabbed her journal and stuck the entire thing in the wood stove. Through blurry eyes, she watched her entire year's labor go up in flames. In order to make that journal which had to be submitted to external examiners for grading, she had specially gathered sheets of paper with pencil writing on one side, and erased every pencil mark using erasers so small they were discarded by their previous owners as unusable. She then measured and hand cut each sheet so they were all the exact same size before starting work on the journal of 100+ pages.
She could have crumbled and spirit crushed beyond hope at this point. Instead, when life handed her lemons, she decided she's going to make the best damn lemonade anyone's ever tasted.
She served her father dinner, and after he went to bed, she set about re-creating an entire year's worth of work overnight by the light of an oil lamp, because her father would have her hide if she wasted electricity studying. This time, she was racing against the clock and didn't have the time to identify and erase sheets with pencil marks and trim them all to precisely the same size. This cost her when her work was graded. She still ended up topping her class anyway.
She graduated high school with perfect scores and the highest honors in Math, Physics and Biology and with one point less than the perfect score in Chemistry. She was under immense pressure to accept the job offer from a local bank to work as a teller, the family really needed the money. But she dreamed of going to college. She was convinced education was her one way ticket out of poverty. She had her heart set on medical school. When her father heard that, he refused to give her money to buy a stamp till the last day the application was due, and on the last day, refused her bus fare so she could drop off the application in person.
She could have resigned herself to her fate and become bitter. Instead, she decided to use what resources she did have.
She used her legs as her mode of transport, and walked three hours each way to the University offices to drop off her college application defying her father.
She was accepted of course, and was given a cut-off date to pay the fees in order to register. Her father wasn't going to spend a penny on his daughter's education. Instead, he agreed to let her go to college on the condition that she somehow bring home the same money she would have earned had she accepted the job as a bank teller.
Registration date came and went. The girl had no way to pay the fees and therefore could not register.
She could have given up at this point and consoled herself that her dreams were beyond her means. Instead, she told herself that winners never quit and quitters never win, and pursued her dreams anyway.
She would walk three hours every day to the Dean's office on the University campus, and wait for him outside his office from 8 AM to 5 PM every day hoping he would agree to see her and give her a chance to plead her case. On Day 5, the Dean relented and asked her to come in and tell him why she was camped outside his office all day for the past week.
She accepted the invitation and told him her story. The Dean heard her out and asked her to come on Monday and begin classes. She assumed she had been awarded some sort of student loan and went home counting down hours to first day of class. The Dean had been so moved by her story that he not only wrote a personal check to the University each year to cover her tuition, he also gave her a monthly stipend equal to the pay she would have made as a teller, that she could take home to her father every month. (She only found out about this incredible act of kindness after she graduated, and went to the University office to find out what she owed and was told she owed them nothing.)
Fast forward to year 2 into medical school. The girl's vision began to deteriorate. She had been planning to specialize in neurosurgery and all of a sudden, she could hardly read anything except for the largest fonts no matter how close she held the book! An eye exam revealed a rare degenerative condition that causes loss of vision. It could not be reversed, but it could be halted. At the point at which they found out and managed to stop the loss, her vision was 20/200, considered legally blind in most places. And that was the good news.
This was the first ever eye test she had had in her life. Only at this point did they discover that she was practically blind in the other eye, and had been using her one good eye all along to compensate.
She could have finally thrown in the towel at this point and concluded that this was just not meant to be, and blamed her luck for her misfortunes. Instead, she decided to roll with the punches.
She could not possibly become a neurosurgeon with a 20/200 vision. Bummer. But who said she can't be a radiologist? Many did, but she chose to tune them out.
She went on to graduate from Medical school with a specialization in Radiology. 31 years after starting her professional career, she retired at the age of 62, a world class doctor, Head of the Department of Radiology at an acclaimed hospital, internationally recognized for her contributions and pioneering work in the field. Her vision is a little worse now than when she started out, and she has since been officially diagnosed with a vicious form of Scleroderma (an auto-immune disorder), but she consults for free when family or former colleagues seek out her expertise, or on especially tricky cases where indigent patients are involved.
Story of Slyvester Stallon, a story of sheer self confidence and perseverance
A story which has always been an inspiration to me, and I'm sure, millions of other people.
A story which reminds me not to settle for anything less than what we aim for. A story of no compromises. A story of sheer self confidence and perseverance.
A story narrated here in this photograph.
And THAT is how you win this world.
Take a bow, Mr. Stallone.
Most inspiring IITian at IITKGP in term of academics !
here are some of his achievements:-
- CGPA at the end of 8 semesters: 9.91
- SGPA of 10 in 5 semesters.
- Placed in Google on Day 1.
- Got tired of McKinsey interviews and said "NO" to them when they called him for the third or fourth interview.
- Got selected in IIM A, B, C et al.
- Winner of OPJEMS, Gorala Syngal, Madan Sundar Sahu scholarships
- Best Lajpatian (Best LLR Hall of Residence outgoing student)
- Inter-hall Gold winning OpenSoft Team's captain
- Participated in Drams, Illumination and almost every other hall activity
Now, he is in UC Berkeley pursuing a PhD where he must be doing a lot more, but he isno longer in my wing so I cannot keep track of everything. But I know that he also recently won the "Best Teaching Assistant Award".
Whatever he does, he does it with extreme dedication and I guess that is one of the biggest reason of his "godliness". :D
You can get his info here:
Srijan Kumar of the department of Computer Science and Engineering. He is an undergraduate passout of the 2013 batch. He also got bestowed upon with the B.C.Roy Gold Medal for Best All-Rounder. He published few papers during his stay at IIT Kharagpur and now pursuing his Masters at University of Maryland. He also was offered admission to IIM-B after a splendid performance in CAT-2012. He secured a splendid 99.97 percentile. He got a placement offer from Goldman Sachs on Day-1!
Besides academics, he was member of the HTDS. He received Honourable Mention in Dramatics and also the Best Nehruite award. He is a true GOD.
Most of us in kgp must be knowing about his recent achievements at Rice. A million dollar funding for a college based start-up - isn't it inspiring? Well, it is.
Before this he got incubated and seed funded by TLabs, a Times group accelerator program, for which he took a semester drop which must have been a difficult decision to take. But how else a start-up journey would have been more exciting!
In past, he has also been a part of Place-com team and currently holds a position of Student Advisor at Entrepreneurship Cell, IIT Kharagpur.
He is not a geek or a department topper but he is truly dedicated to the work he is committed with and more importantly he does what he loves! And this is what makes Amritanshu Anand an inspiring person for many fellow students at kgp.




