Confused Soul

Cool presentation with so much reality...

Check slide 26-30, so damn true...

This is a true story of Katie Chapin, a New York girl who absolutely hated the idea of wearing glasses but with time, she realized that glasses were a better option for her than contact lenses. This nicely-done presentation could be an inspiration for some of us who are in a similar situation.

Michelangelo used to live in Bologna in those days; the pub at the corner of the lane was his favorite haunt. He used to take his bottle and sit outside. One fine day, there was a peanuts vendor sitting across the road. Everytime the vendor weighted peanuts, a few always rolled out of his basket and fell on the ground. Each time a small poor naked boy standing nearby would pick them up, put one nut in his mouth and the rest back in the basket, and then wait for the next customer. The peanuts vendor also used to give him a peanut for his help. Michelangelo was noticing this event and he bought peanuts multiple times just to watch that performance. Finally, Michelangelo used the boy as the model for the naked baby Jesus for the statue of the ‘Madonna of Brujis’.

In his end days, Michelangelo was supposed to complete ‘The Last Supper’. But he drew a blank whenever he tried to imagine one face - the face of Judas he thirteenth disciple of Jesus, who had betrayed his saviour to the Romans for thirty pieces of silver. He had helped to crucify him.

Michelangelo spent days and days making sketches. He searched through his old drawings and worked on them, but no face satisfied him.

And then suddenly, one day he found Judas in a small, dirty pub in Rome. His eyes had unnatural glitter, he was restless and he spat again and again. His body had already begun to sag with age. He spoke so fast that words seemed to fall out of his mouth like coins from a torn pocket. He had gone to Michelangelo to beg for a dinar, but had ended up sharing a bottle with him. When Michelangelo came out of the pub, he saw the man ask someone else for two dinars.

Michelangelo made a deal with the man and took him to the chapel. He told him what he wanted. He wanted him to model for Judas. That would make the man immortal. Michelangelo lifted up the drapes to show him the walls and the ceiling. The man looked at everything with awe. He asked for a large sum of money in exchange for his consent. Angelo agreed to pay him. Then the man asked for an advance which Michelangelo gave. The man came regularly for a few days. Angelo used to call him to the Chapel for sittings. One day, as the man was looking through some old sketches, he asked Michelangelo about the sketches of the child he had made in Bologna.

"I used to live in Bologna years ago. I used this face to paint Jesus as a child."

"Do you remember his name?"

"Yes ... Marsoleni."

That man smiled. He rolled up his sleeve and showed him a name tattooed on his arm: Marsoleni.

"I am the same Jesus, whom you are now painting as Judas."

I found This poem at facebook shared by someone and couldn't resist myself from sharing it here...

ये किस तरह याद आ रही हो,

ये ख्वाब कैसा दिखा रही हो

की जैसे सच मुच निगाह के सामने

खड़ी मुस्कुरा रही हो

ये जिस्म नाजुक, ये नर्म बाहें ,

हसीं गर्दन , सिडोल बाजू

शगुफ्ता चेहरा , सलोनी रंगत

घनेरा जूडा , स्याह गेसू

नशीली आँखें , रसीली चितवन

दराज़ पलकें , महीन अबरू

तमाम शोखी , तमाम बिजली

तमाम मस्ती , तमाम जादू

हज़ार जादू जगा रही हो

ये ख्वाब कैसा दिखा रही हो

गुलाबी लब , मुस्कुराते आरिज़

ज़बीं कुशादा , बुलंद कामत

निगाह में बिजलियों की झिलमिल

अदाओं में शबनमी लताफत

धड़कता सीना , महकती सांसें ,

नवां में रस , अन्ख्रियों में अमृत

हमान हलावत , हमान मलाहत

हमान तरन्नुम , हमान नजाकत

लचक लचक गुनगुना रही हो

ये ख्वाब कैसा दिखा रही हो

तो क्या मुझे तुम ज़िला ही लोगी

गले से अपने लगा ही लोगी

जो फूल जुड़े से गिर पड़ा है

तड़प के उसको उठा ही लोगी

भड़कते शोलों , कड़कती बिजली से

मेरा खिरमन बचा ही लोगी

घनेरी जुल्फों की छाँव में

मुस्कुरा के मुझको छुपा ही लोगी

की आज तक आजमा रही हो

ये ख्वाब कैसा दिखा रही हो

नहीं मोहब्बत की कोई कीमत

जो कोई कीमत अदा करोगी

वफ़ा की फुर्सत न देगी दुनिया

हज़ार अज्म-ए-वफ़ा करोगी

मुझे बहलने दो रंज-ओ-गम से ,

सहारे कब तक दिया करोगी

जुनूं को इतना न गुद्गुदाओ

पकड़ लूं दामन तो क्या करोगी

करीब बड़ती ही आ रही हो

ये ख्वाब कैसा दिखा रही हो|

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Interviewer: Can you write a program to sort an integer array?

Interviewee: Sure…

Interviewee took some time for writing that program and running some test cases on paper.

Interviewee: (Showing the paper to my colleague) Here it is…

After having a look at the program and having a code walkthrough with some test cases.

Interviewer: Can you please tell me the complexity of this program?

Interview: Maam, this is not complex, this is very simple program.

Interviewer: (Surprised) I am talking about the complexity of the algorithm!

Interviewee: Maam, I can assure you that this algorithm is not complex and very simple to implement.

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