Super Strings

Today I came across a completely different view of a world that has existed but out of my eyes for a long period of time. The world of Super String thoery. Throughout college I and other companions of mine were taught things like the clasical theory of particles, the merely modernized version, the quantum theory but today I realize that all these may be wrong. To be honest this is something that is not that much different than waking up dizzy and completely disoriented and thinking whether this is early morning or late night.

But there is a deeper meaning that I came to know with this realization. The truth about change, the constant motion of things. Theories come and go, people who will come after us will read about the theories that I have been familiar with and what I have based my life views on will be antiquated, they will be archaic. Just that thought makes me uncomfortable. It makes me question the very bases of my sanity. I mean, is the ignorance of these new ideas, the ignorance about change, warrants my intellect to be questioned?

All these questions really relate more deeply to a more moralistic and religious view deep down, but that discussion is best kept for a later time and date. Back to the topic at hand. Should my basic foundations include a degree of variability? Should I always believe that there will never be a true answer? will there ever be an end to a discussion?

What Matters Most

Almost three years ago when I took my modern art class, I first came across artists like Malevich and Mondrian. To say that I was surprised would be an understatement. I ondered what really made these artists or for that matter their paintings so worthwhile. I mena there has to be something that people see, the art critics see that they think is worth it. If you have ever looked at these paintings you would most definitley understand my dilemma. At this point my professor saif something that not only made my consternation easier but it also made sense. He said "you see guys (referring to the whole class), what matter most in art is not the final product (although it has to have some aesthetic sense but that is very subjective) what matters is the thought process. What matters is how the artist came to think of it. To most of you the painting is a bunch of straight lines (referring to Mondrian) but I see all that has gone into the painting, what led the artist to think and draw this paitning" .

If you ever have a chance, go to the Dallas Museum and Museuem of Fine Arts Houston and check out th efollowing artists

Piet Mondrian, Gorges Roualt, Monet, Renoir, Jackson Pollock,

Hershey's Kisses: The new candy cane

(My Weekly Rant)

On a regular halloween, one the most frequently found candy is candy cane. Although this concoction of strange solids and liquids is sweet, but it is one the most annoying candies in the world. Accoeding to a famous historian (well he really is a comedian) "All the candy cane in the world was made back in 1903, and they have been collecting and recycling all the leftovers ever since" ( I apologize to the candy cane lovers). It seems though, that in the last few years the fervor that was candy cane has been drawing less and less attention (which explains the ever increasing bags of this heinous candy in the aisles of the supermarket).

A new power rises in the west as Hershey's, the evil corporation ( i firmly believe that they are behind the enslavement of the Umpa Lumpa, and the mysterious Willy Wonka), supports the Hershey's Kiss takeover of the world candy market. Everywhere the dome shaped candy sweet, tasty and hard to refuse candy is found. It won't be long now, soon the Hershey candy company will take over the civilised world.

Scrooge was right

Since the ghost of scrooge was invented, every christmas he has been present at everywhere when people try to greed up. But is scrooge really wrong. What if he saves up, may be he does it a little excessively, but in todays world when credit is sky rocketing with no immediate increase in the value of dollar, I think every one should have a little scrooge inside them. Maybe its for the best

Pakistani Carch-22

Its almost has been 40 years since most Pakistani has been coming to this nation. The only thing that hasn't changed is the dilemma that any person who comes here faces. Whether to pursue their own dreams or to build something for their family by taking any job that comes by. The most ironic thing is that once the children grow up most of them are faced with a dilemma of their own, whether to go the path of their parents or to follow thier own dreams. I know that this isn't true for all the families that come here but its true for the majority of the people. I have been lucky that tmy parents let me go the path that I wanted and I didn't have to get any job that I didn't want, but most people are not as lucky as I am.

Is it because we are tied by our values so much that they cloud our true and rational judgement. The patriachal view of the father doing the work and the mother staying home. Could it be the cultural pressure where anyone who goes to a foreign land has to do good for the family so that the family is easily supported. Could there be any other reason that sometimes even forces people into making choices contradicting their rationality and free will.

Honestly I don't know and I surely don't have the answer but the only thing that makes me happy is that the trend is chaging and I hope that it changes for the good and not the worst.

A Texas Winter

When I think of winter I think snow flakes, I think snow laden peaks, and steam coming out of my mouth. I think a chalet in the alps with a small fireplace, I think of the Majestic Himalayas, the treacherous roads, but while sitting in Texas in my apratment feeling the heat of the wheather I couldn't helo but wonder, can I not have a good time in a Texas winter. I looked outside, and I saw the ever present oak tree, the dog barking in the neighbors yard, the sweet breeze rushing through the branches of the oak tree, and the serenity and calmness of it all compelled me to change my mind.

I guess it doesn't matter where you are all that matters is that you look outside once in a while and you will find things that will amaze you. It could be Texas and it could be a swiss chalet, no matter what its your state of mind. I think that right now I am content and I am happy. It may change a moment from now may not, but I know that right now I am at peace. The feeling is amazing, the feeling of being content, being at peace.