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What if Ravan had won instead of Ram? What do you people think of it? I think it would have been altogether a different story ...
Whenever we talk of Internet history, big names like Alan Turing, Tommy Flowers and Harold Keen are mentioned who were working at Bletchley Park during the World War II helping to break the encrypted messages used by the German military. However, I couldn’t help but ask myself, “What were the women doing while the men were out inventing the Internet?”
Undoubtedly a big time foodie, I was starving yesterday night and wanted to have some good food during the weekends (mess food on Saturday nights are really bad). So I thought of exploring some nearby food joints when a friend suggested about the less known 'eat street' (more popularly known as VV puram) in Bangalore.
Today when volunteering for "help the needy" initiative by IISc, I was reminded of the wonderful experience I had as a volunteer for the "Notebook Drive" whose objective is providing notebooks, stationery etc. to poor students who otherwise have to drop out of their schools simply because in course of filling their stomachs, they fall short of money to buy notebooks.
I imagine u 
where I'll have everything
I was shocked as the unexpected had just happen yet I was not sure about why or what next. Eyes still full of fear and anger, I was still starting at the boss. His eyes still fixed on me, the boss slowly went back a step or two and removed the cloth from my mouth. I wanted to scream but my mouth was too dry and numb due to the cloth which was stuffed in my mouth probably for many hours. I was however a little relieved to see the boss moving away from me. Still wondering what he wanted next, I kept staring at him.
Suddenly the boss fell on his knees and said "It's me". Still staring at him in disbelief, I kept wondering if what I just heard was right. Meanwhile the goons released me from the rope I was tied in. With some effort, I got up from the chair, wrapped myself in the sheets nearby and walked away never looking back.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
One such day when walking through lanes of the city, I spotted a coffee shop which looked different than most. Although the shop had a very unusual name 'Lost Love Cafe', I still stepped in and the place smelt funny. However I went in, placed an order for a cappuccino with a plate of french fries and took a seat. Waiting for my order, I started reading my book when I noticed strange looking guy walk into the shop and talk to the shop manager in hushed tones. I felt something might be fishy and was considering leaving the shop when my order arrived. I made a mental note of leaving soon after finishing my order and began sipping the coffee. By that time, the strange looking guy left and I felt a bit more relaxed and continued reading the book.
sudo apt-get install recoverjpeg
sudo recoverjpeg /dev/sdb1 sudo chown -R youruser:youruser /home/username/Desktop/backup
implementation
{
//General Components
....
components LocalTimeMilliC;
....
...
App.LocalTime -> LocalTimeMilliC;
...
}
module TempC
{
uses
{
...
interface LocalTime;
...
}
}
implementation{
...
uint32_t timestamp;
...
event void Boot.booted()
{
...
call Timer.startPeriodic(5000);
...
}
event void Timer.fired()
{
...
timestamp = call LocalTime.get();
printf("Local Time = %d\n",timestamp);
...
}
...
}
I've been waiting in the snowy snow
