Saturday, April 4, 2015

Can we achieve success only through collective effort rather than as individuals?

We can succeed only by concert. It is not “Can any of us imagine better?” but “Can we all do better?”

We can achieve success only through collective effort rather than as individuals because success needs hard work; a lot of it and an individual gets crushed bearing its burden. True success also requires a variety of talents which, for an individual, is quite impossible to provide.
I realized this when I was young and fussed up about doing things all by myself. I had challenged myself to make a database management software and then sell it. I was already up to the task when half way through it I realized that there were some commercial implications also. My code must be bug free, it needed to deal with invalid inputs and commands in a user friendly way and above all it had to look pretty; something I was never good at. I was burdened with so many things to do that I ended with my hands up and recruiting a team of members from different fields of expertise to complete the job. And when it hit the market, it was among the top ten software available for the database management.
Similarly the experience of a friend and cousin also proved the same when he claimed to open a tuition center to teach Chemistry, Physics and Mathematics to students seeking secondary education and found that the students were to many to be taught by a lone soul managing the clerks desk as well.
Events in history have revealed the same as well. Before 1947, when the sub-continent was still under British rule, the individual outcry for rights were dispersed like flies but the continuous processions of Gandhi and Muhammad Ali Jinnah for the rights of their factions won them their part in the legislature government.
An individual and his work are far too insignificant to be noticed by anyone and thus to become successful while continuous and  collective work and the synergy of many different minds has the most probability of success.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

privacy infringement

When the whistle blower, Eward Snowden, told the world about NSA's plans of infringing an average person's privacy, I always wondered what they had to do with with a guy like me and what can they do even if they find out that I am a gay or that where do I go for my schooling or where do I live.I had never sent messages to someone and threatened him to hand me something. So i went ignoring it and living with the fact that I will not be affected by whatever they do. if someone that needed to be worried, that was the government which had so many secrets to hide.

However, it was in the last two days that I realized that there are some things that I need to keep hidden from some people. I daresay that facebook and other social networking websites have connected the world so closely that when I pee in the public toilet my friends end up liking it.

All of my activities which I did on the facebook were going to my friends news feeds even though I didn't like it. when I reached the facbook support board I found numerous question asking for a way to do exactly what I wanted. when I saw that those questions were 3-4 years old , I thought that my problem was solved as there must be some solution provided by the facebook helping staff. i open the questions one by one just to find out that I was totally wrong. all of the question were followed by answers from the facebook users with rather than answering, were telling that they too would like a solution to the problem. I wondered how that can possibly happen.all of the questions were totally unattended by the facebook staff. then I went to start a new question and asking the same thing. while I was on my way I thought that even this question will posted in the news feeds of my friends saying that "hamza ali needs help in stopping his cojones from his appearing on the news feed."

I mean that's hell


then I finally decided to keep my mouth shut and Google it.and as expected nothing came up

well after all that thing I feel that I should moderate all my activities and there sharing on facebook.

woosh

jealousy


that's the worst thing for me 

although i dont like it even in the least i can't help myself to get out of it 

well that's not really jealousy 

all that happened was my own mistake and facebook's 

and i am starting to hate it too 

i dont know what keeps me attracted to it enough to keep me coming back to it at least 5 times a day

well i am going back to it

topic


the next post you will see on this blog, will be about a particular topic.

although that will be a bit of tough for me to do it because i dont know much about anything in particular.i just have a superficial information about somethings i am interested in doing and achieving . no matter how hard i try i just end up get stuffed up with the topic if i concentrate too much on it .so i keep changing my goals of life which tell me what i am supposed to do at this particular moment.

haha i can feel that get boring too

how to make myself feel like a real blogger


i had been asking myself the question over and over again when i was in my boarding school

i had seen many movies in which people kept typing so fast that i could see the word flying over the screen.

since then i was a fan of fast typers

i started to believe that a computer expert must not exist if his typing speed is not at least 30 word per minute.

But then i was trying so hard to be one. so does that mean that i will not consider my own-self a geek if i could not type faster 

i started to have nightmares about people laughing on me because of my dead slow typing 

then i decided to do something about it

and here it is 

i am doing 29 words per minute at least 

well that is not much but i will keep trying with it 

Saturday, June 7, 2014

The start

After coming back from my Hostel, finally I got some days to rest. Although after one two days rest,unlike my other vacations, I don't feel like it. I want to do something that catches attention. This blog will be a reminder to me of what I did and how capable of achieving my task I was.