Started my one year project for my 3rd semester. Perplexed if I could finish it successfully as an individual. My Project Guide DR. A.P. Shanthi is really sweet with her advice. But her scepticism if I am able to do it makes me more nervous. Yet it’s a general thing a guide would have about her student until I prove myself to her. The domain I work is multicore architecture.
The work involves (as far I have understood from my paper),
1. Installation of SESC simulator (with help of pradeep kumar sir)
2. Run a number of benchmark programs with different settings of SESC architecture to understand it fully.
3. Studying of opcodes and complete architecture of SESC
4. Understand my first phase of work properly
5. Should start implementing…
I am left with only 3 months to complete this fully. Have lots and lots of work to do.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
My One Year PG Life In Chennai...
Hi folks…..
Think it has been a very long time I have written any blogs. Neither I have studied any of my friends blog too!!! But sure I have lots and lots to write now…
Fortunately I have completed my first year of my PG. I cannot predict whether it was successful until my second sem result comes. My fingers are kept crossed waiting for my practical results which was the worst I have done. Do not know how my fate is written. Next semester project has to be dealt; selected shanthi mam as my guide; unknown field as my project area.
The whole year went just like that… but those big big hurdles I have crossed. I didn’t know that I would somehow finish. Those hurdles are nothing but my assignments, deadlines, assessments and mini projects besides these semester exams. I didn’t imagine that am going to cross those deadlines. It was a nightmare for me once. Now I look back surprised… “somehow I came through”.
Considering my attitude and progress the whole year I think I didn’t make up many friends as I thought. Very few in number. But happy that they are trustful. My progress in my studies was little below average and not satisfactory. I can give many reasons for that like my hostel environment ,low curiosity, distractions and so on. But I know that will not be fair on my part. Since I was wholly reason for my less marks. Really not satisfactory. I could have done better.
I was also able to see many people there who were continuously depressing by their butter speech like “ U r really good in studies. Why do u worry”… while they themselves worry for their marks which would be better than mine. And there were some people like “Is that mark isn’t enough for you”. Well, those people are the one who really lamented about their marks once and they give me such an advice when it comes to me. At last learnt a good lesson--- “ Never ever try to rate ur progress to a third person unless he/she is a good well wisher of urs. And whatever u judge about u is far more correct than what other people try to estimate or advice u.”
And enjoyment was quiet good around those environs. Always saw smiles in many faces which I was able to return back heartily. People were really good at wishing each other. Our class outing with Madhan karky sir and his family was nice. Had a great time in Elliots beach drenching myself fully in the sea water. Small small gallatas in class; movies with my friends were fabulous.
My first semester teachers were all great. Really learnt a lot from each of their subjects. Computer Architecture was little vague for me first, but when I started to understand what it really dealt with I enjoyed the subject. I loved Ranjani parthsarathy mam for her way of teaching. Truly she was inspiring. Regarding Easwarakumar sir, I struggled to pass his exam. Fortunately I accomplished it. His notes are all so important and he was genuine in all aspects of granting marks. It meant like it was either u get full marks or a zero. But enjoyed his style too. All other staffs were similarly quite good.
Initially I struggled to survive in my hostel with ever amplified voices of my roommates. Later I was accustomed to that environ. Enjoyed their presence. Lots of outings to T.Nagar, Hotels etc. Also one of my roommate(who was 5 years elder than me) got married later. It was a love marriage with none of their parents on either sides. Got a new surprise over that. Well they are fine now.
Hopefully I will be changing to some other place from next semester. But haven’t decided where.
Think it has been a very long time I have written any blogs. Neither I have studied any of my friends blog too!!! But sure I have lots and lots to write now…
Fortunately I have completed my first year of my PG. I cannot predict whether it was successful until my second sem result comes. My fingers are kept crossed waiting for my practical results which was the worst I have done. Do not know how my fate is written. Next semester project has to be dealt; selected shanthi mam as my guide; unknown field as my project area.
The whole year went just like that… but those big big hurdles I have crossed. I didn’t know that I would somehow finish. Those hurdles are nothing but my assignments, deadlines, assessments and mini projects besides these semester exams. I didn’t imagine that am going to cross those deadlines. It was a nightmare for me once. Now I look back surprised… “somehow I came through”.
Considering my attitude and progress the whole year I think I didn’t make up many friends as I thought. Very few in number. But happy that they are trustful. My progress in my studies was little below average and not satisfactory. I can give many reasons for that like my hostel environment ,low curiosity, distractions and so on. But I know that will not be fair on my part. Since I was wholly reason for my less marks. Really not satisfactory. I could have done better.
I was also able to see many people there who were continuously depressing by their butter speech like “ U r really good in studies. Why do u worry”… while they themselves worry for their marks which would be better than mine. And there were some people like “Is that mark isn’t enough for you”. Well, those people are the one who really lamented about their marks once and they give me such an advice when it comes to me. At last learnt a good lesson--- “ Never ever try to rate ur progress to a third person unless he/she is a good well wisher of urs. And whatever u judge about u is far more correct than what other people try to estimate or advice u.”
And enjoyment was quiet good around those environs. Always saw smiles in many faces which I was able to return back heartily. People were really good at wishing each other. Our class outing with Madhan karky sir and his family was nice. Had a great time in Elliots beach drenching myself fully in the sea water. Small small gallatas in class; movies with my friends were fabulous.
My first semester teachers were all great. Really learnt a lot from each of their subjects. Computer Architecture was little vague for me first, but when I started to understand what it really dealt with I enjoyed the subject. I loved Ranjani parthsarathy mam for her way of teaching. Truly she was inspiring. Regarding Easwarakumar sir, I struggled to pass his exam. Fortunately I accomplished it. His notes are all so important and he was genuine in all aspects of granting marks. It meant like it was either u get full marks or a zero. But enjoyed his style too. All other staffs were similarly quite good.
Initially I struggled to survive in my hostel with ever amplified voices of my roommates. Later I was accustomed to that environ. Enjoyed their presence. Lots of outings to T.Nagar, Hotels etc. Also one of my roommate(who was 5 years elder than me) got married later. It was a love marriage with none of their parents on either sides. Got a new surprise over that. Well they are fine now.
Hopefully I will be changing to some other place from next semester. But haven’t decided where.
My class busy with last assessment preparation...oops?
All was well… So at present I trust in “all is well” too.... :)
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Life is something more......
This post is something which happend yesterday in my room. I was really shocked how youngsters have been brought up with same thoughts of our ancestors have insisted on us.I was engrossed in those thoughts whole night. Finally I thought I should write about this in my blog.
We usually discuss many things in our room. The most common topic is politics and we feel a lot why our politicians dont take proper steps to make our province a best one by reducing beggary, unemployment,putting off their big cut-outs, by not making proper decisions for the right cause etc and etc. We also discuss ways how those situations can change.
But yesterday it was a different topic... Two girls were discussing which was the highest caste and which others followed by. Even one of the girl was teasing my other roommate by calling her with her caste name. And these two girls were the one who really took a great interest in scolding our leaders and the politics that prevailed in our state.Actually both were fighting telling that their point of veiw is correct(mentioning a particular caste to be highest).I was put in a great shock when they started this topic and am still in that state searching for a valid reason what would have made their thoughts to think in such a way. Many statements came up yesterday regarding this discussion which I dont want to put here as I really hate even to think more than this...
we have all studied in schools, colleges, and work area were we forget all our social multifariousness. Yet people's mindset have not changed and each considering that their caste is highest....all these make a nonsense."Every bits count"....
Poor fellows they haven't been given the right lesson that " life is something more..."
We usually discuss many things in our room. The most common topic is politics and we feel a lot why our politicians dont take proper steps to make our province a best one by reducing beggary, unemployment,putting off their big cut-outs, by not making proper decisions for the right cause etc and etc. We also discuss ways how those situations can change.
But yesterday it was a different topic... Two girls were discussing which was the highest caste and which others followed by. Even one of the girl was teasing my other roommate by calling her with her caste name. And these two girls were the one who really took a great interest in scolding our leaders and the politics that prevailed in our state.Actually both were fighting telling that their point of veiw is correct(mentioning a particular caste to be highest).I was put in a great shock when they started this topic and am still in that state searching for a valid reason what would have made their thoughts to think in such a way. Many statements came up yesterday regarding this discussion which I dont want to put here as I really hate even to think more than this...
we have all studied in schools, colleges, and work area were we forget all our social multifariousness. Yet people's mindset have not changed and each considering that their caste is highest....all these make a nonsense."Every bits count"....
Poor fellows they haven't been given the right lesson that " life is something more..."
Sunday, February 21, 2010
I do have one great man in my life……
Who else it could be for a girl my age… Yes. Its my wonderful Dad.
Day before yesterday, convocation ceremony took place in my college in a grand manner. Many parents and family members were seen with great smiles in their face. I was really glad to see this scenario and am waiting for the day when I will get my degree in my UG College and also in my PG.
Today in one of my class session I was suddenly engulfed by the thought of me getting my degree (literally dreaming), with my whole family present there along with the sweet newcomer of my family ie. my nephew, and I was giving a speech in stage as per the request of naffeesa mam, and I was thinking to make a speech like this….
“Dear friends, hope u all remember me. This is something a great day I was waiting for. Some blah blah blah…………. I would like to dedicate this degree of mine to my whole family present here and specially for one person… that’s none other than my beloved dad. The great hero whom I inspire a lot. This degree is not a great achievement for him. As he had already produced two products from our family (My two elder sis). But I would like to thank him for tolerating me the whole part of my life. As I remember my school days when I show my rank card with average marks, displeasing my dad, seeming to break my dad’s dream of being a bright student in my class.(Despite of my sis’s performance as best in their respective classes). All long I have been a great worry for my dad. He used to tell only those two lines “ படிப்பு மட்டும் தான் உனக்கு கடைசியா கை கொடுக்கும். அவர் அவர் வாழ்கை அவங்க கையில தான் இருக்கு.ஒழுங்கா படிச்சிடு மா” . These words often linger in my mind.”
Thus coming out of these thoughts besides my classes going on which I realised only then. Later I was thinking about him whose simple life with ambition of giving good education to all his three daughters and worked only for the particular cause.
He has grant me a fructuous life and showed me silver lining whenever I was in my clouds. His only motto in life is “Work hard and leave the rest to God”. He never aspired for big life but always wanted to live a content life of whatever he had. I salute this great man for all his sacrifice he made for us.
Thank you dad…….
Day before yesterday, convocation ceremony took place in my college in a grand manner. Many parents and family members were seen with great smiles in their face. I was really glad to see this scenario and am waiting for the day when I will get my degree in my UG College and also in my PG.
Today in one of my class session I was suddenly engulfed by the thought of me getting my degree (literally dreaming), with my whole family present there along with the sweet newcomer of my family ie. my nephew, and I was giving a speech in stage as per the request of naffeesa mam, and I was thinking to make a speech like this….
“Dear friends, hope u all remember me. This is something a great day I was waiting for. Some blah blah blah…………. I would like to dedicate this degree of mine to my whole family present here and specially for one person… that’s none other than my beloved dad. The great hero whom I inspire a lot. This degree is not a great achievement for him. As he had already produced two products from our family (My two elder sis). But I would like to thank him for tolerating me the whole part of my life. As I remember my school days when I show my rank card with average marks, displeasing my dad, seeming to break my dad’s dream of being a bright student in my class.(Despite of my sis’s performance as best in their respective classes). All long I have been a great worry for my dad. He used to tell only those two lines “ படிப்பு மட்டும் தான் உனக்கு கடைசியா கை கொடுக்கும். அவர் அவர் வாழ்கை அவங்க கையில தான் இருக்கு.ஒழுங்கா படிச்சிடு மா” . These words often linger in my mind.”
Thus coming out of these thoughts besides my classes going on which I realised only then. Later I was thinking about him whose simple life with ambition of giving good education to all his three daughters and worked only for the particular cause.
He has grant me a fructuous life and showed me silver lining whenever I was in my clouds. His only motto in life is “Work hard and leave the rest to God”. He never aspired for big life but always wanted to live a content life of whatever he had. I salute this great man for all his sacrifice he made for us.
Thank you dad…….
Monday, January 25, 2010
Landed in Anna univ
Somehow after a GREAT struggle I got a place for me in anna university to do my PG in computer Science.But I wonder how am I going to climb this ladder again. I don’t know whether its going to be a successful ending or an unsatisfactory one.
Those frantic thoughts haunts my mind often, leaving me numb not knowing what my next step should be.
By God’s grace I was able to finish my first semester. But, the forthcoming semesters with 7 subjects, projects and placements drives me crazy.
During my 1st sem I used to think “I have landed up in a wrong place- This isn’t a right place for u sankari. People here are asking u to think, think and think.”(which I was not much used to in my UG).But now I couldn’t think all those. Whatever happens let me enjoy the environment of Anna university which I will not get after my PG.
Those frantic thoughts haunts my mind often, leaving me numb not knowing what my next step should be.
By God’s grace I was able to finish my first semester. But, the forthcoming semesters with 7 subjects, projects and placements drives me crazy.
During my 1st sem I used to think “I have landed up in a wrong place- This isn’t a right place for u sankari. People here are asking u to think, think and think.”(which I was not much used to in my UG).But now I couldn’t think all those. Whatever happens let me enjoy the environment of Anna university which I will not get after my PG.
Monday, January 18, 2010
AT LAST!!! My own blog
This is my first ever blog that i have created. During my UG I came to know about writting blogs from one of my friend. But I was unaware how to create blogs of my own. I approached whomever I know, but Alas!! may be I didnt have such people around me(or may be I didnt take proper effort to find by myself). It was the time I had great passion on writting many articles.But later my interests started to fade.
Thanks to my friend Beulah(now she is in my PG class).once chatting with her, she told me that her hobby was to write blogs... it just came in my way after a long gap.I am really happy to put my thoughts and share about myself here.Hope there will be many posts from myside henceforth.
Thanks to my friend Beulah(now she is in my PG class).once chatting with her, she told me that her hobby was to write blogs... it just came in my way after a long gap.I am really happy to put my thoughts and share about myself here.Hope there will be many posts from myside henceforth.
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