Now context; linguistic, situational or otherwise, has power of transforming the meaning of data altogether. A unit of data can metamorphose into different information. And pragmatics do not spare even the written word.
Therefore, they should have standards for smileys as well. Esp. when they are used so much.
A key strike combination for angry smiley somewhere can become a love smiley somewhere else. Bah
:@ :X X(
Whateva…
Defragmenting the computer was as colorful as ever but I missed the thrill that mom brought to it. She loved those colored rectangles swapping here and there in a random pattern and would gaze at them for quarter hours on end 
We would leave the computer to defragment under care and supervision of mom and would call her every 2 hours(used to sprint from my class to a shop outside to call home, Didn’t have cellphone those days) when she would report the no. of bad sectors and various other percentages and the situations which made her drop the work at hand and run from kitchen to room to check the computer.
Those deliberate long thoughtful pauses, “Umm.. because of this and this, I conclude that it is absolutely normal. Don’t worry.”
Those defragmentations used to be talk of the lunch when mom would narrate tales of it.
However, the active particiaption of mom in defragmentation was not more than twice or thrice but then we defragmented the memory once every decade.
Those were the days but it is interesting how users/non-users who do not deal with computers much can become so excited and interested by it.
More thought and work can be put there, I would be wearing my thinking cap when I get time.
Meanwhile, my current room-mate has declared that I have lost my mind because I keep on linking things with terms such as usability & interaction and of late started using terms as human-ghost interaction (for halloween), creative imagination (for coming up with a halloween costume at the last moment).
I call her the current roommate with all due love, respect, friendship and no offence meant, somehow roomate always conjures up image of Aanya and Kavi for me. And in probability, always will.
Though, have looked at MS OneNote from far away, I today used(tried) it for the first time.
My first notes on it :-
This seems so good that I am almost scared to use it!
Does that apply to Design too? Make something so precious and clean that a user feels hand tied to use it.
I am eating peaceful noodles, if-you-know-what-I-mean. I have decided I will enjoy.
I am enjoying Bob Dylan singing “Like a Rolling Stone”.
How does it feel…
One insulting remark I thought of:
Even my teeth outshine you.
P.S. My room-mate’s mind also seem to be in overdrive
I was walking along with few friends and one of their friends joined in.
We talked for 3 min the normal routine of Hi-Hello-Nice Weather-Nice to meet you-Bbye .
What I can definetely conclude after that little conversation is that he is very intelligent and witty.
He is from Pakistan.
“Oh!” I thought.
“Oh!” I realize how sad and shameful it is that our first thought is always that.
When smokers need a break they go to smoking room.
When non-smokers need a break where do they go? [other than bathrooms :D]
This place has a very beautiful and calm smoking area. It is out in the open with few chairs to seat you and then a multi boarded wooden plank which walks you to a grill. The wooden “bridge” is flanked by a big lovely tree on its one side. The shade, leaves and beautiful mauve flowers tower and sober the other side too. There are few metal stools underneath the tree. Gives you a nice medidative environment.
So, folks my favourite place here is Smoking Area.
I am a regular frequenter with a cup of coffee or water in my fingers.
Out goes the smoke.
This is how I felt last night. Could hardly breathe. Guess I am going sick but then not completely.