The Domino Effect

Its just one of those days when things never go right.

A flurry of mails in the morning indicating I was to quit my current project and probably go into another pain in the arse project. And then the electricity got cut, damn assholes of KSEB.

Next was I found my jogging shirt has not yet been washed, spend an hr washing that manually under tap water. Its 12 PM and my friend is having his wedding reception, then I was rushing to the bathroom took a bath put the clothes on and strapped on my watch..."SNAP"... and the watch buckle was broken, I was running around for another 15 min to get the precision kit and fix my watch's strap.

Got on the scooter and made a quick visit to the cafe, then to the office. I was greeted to the office by a pigeon who is awaiting for its death.

I kept my bag there and went to the reception, said "hello", "hi" in a chick filled hall and after a very reluctant photo session I set off to buy my staple diet, "Honey Flavored Corn Flakes", Crossed the road and parked the scooter and got off only to see the scooter fall down taking down another couple of bikes along with it just like dominoes.

Soon came a guard, and asked me "Whether I am in a Circus?", I was like O_O, and he was criticizing, me on how to park a scooter when I was single handedly picking up the fallen bikes. And I said the stand probably fell in a small pot hole like area and hence the scooter went down but he was so arrogant that I am a reckless driver, I said "Whatever" and went in to get my corn flakes. And to add to the delay the counter had a big notice "Our systems are affected by virus so we have to bill manually", more O_O...

And it was another 15 min ride back to the office and this time the pigeon was out side the office once again waiting for the grim reaper to come by, may be the reaper is a bit late...

Update: The pigeon passed away at approximately 15:45, after the attacks by some ruthless crows. I personally took care of digging a grave for the pigeon.

Update2: On a lighter note - http://www.fortunecity.com/campus/books/845/road.htm

Random Text

A friend of mine mailed this text, sounds very familiar...

This is one category of people who do not have any goal of their own. They are directionless. They aren’t easily attracted towards things. They have the qualities ‘alasya’ (laziness), ‘jigupse’ (disinterest in life* can’t get an exact English word for it). There isn’t a real desire or wish to do something. They are modest, shy and lack social skills that is necessary for excelling in the society.

All they do, is because of the pressure: peer, parents, society. They choose what their friends & neighbors choose. They have difficulties in creating an identity of their own. One would never notice such a person as he stays low-profile, though he would make good number of friends. But, they are good at things they do. They have difficulty in choosing but once given a task, they do it sincerely and effectively.

Lucky??

Almost got hit by a bike today...

I checked left and right before I crossed, but the bike popped from nowhere on a road straighter than a ruler.

Halted by a loud screech ...

Had to listen to the curses of the biker, and all I could say was I was sorry.

An Update

Current Status of life

Are you goin to scarborough fair? parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine

Postal 3?

I recently applied for the Entrance Examination of DRDO (Defense Research and Development Organization). The Mail was send to

The Director
Recruitment and Assessment Center (RAC)
DRDO, New Delhi.

It was send Via Speed post, but the Post Office had other ideas.


The Director, RECT AND ASS, now that is something totally new. There goes my motivation to join the DRDO, sounds pretty gay to me.

The Other Grandmother

Couple of days back the Grandmother of my very close friend passed away. It was just about a week before this that I mentioned to him "You know what she remembers me every time I come by, she is the closest to a Grandmother I ever had."

In my life I probably never experience the love from a grand mother, even if I did I was too young to remember any specifics of it. After combing through my memory all I can find is two instances in 25 years of my life.

The first that comes to my mind is when I was probably around 4 or 5 years old, I remember going to my mother's place in Waynad and am walking ahead of my parents and then my Grandmother (Mother's Mother) sees me, she comes and hugs me real tight and starts crying. After this my only referring after her death when I was in my 2nd standard.

The second thing remember is probably that I was sitting with my Grand Mother (Dad's Mother) and watching Knight Rider, I am pretty sure that she did not understand anything, but quarter way through, I remember she was called to the Kitchen and she went there. The next thing I remember is the day she died, she passed away due to cancer in uterus, I was in 4th 3rd Standard I guess. It was late night and it happened in my Father's Sister's place, so we all went there in the night.

In my whole life of 25 years, this is all I have to say, about 2 paragraphs of experience. I got more acquainted with my friend's grand mother probably when he moved to his new house. She used to hang out near the dining table area, hang out as in sit on a chair there. That is when she actually spoke with me, she asked me what was my name and what I do? etc, I was at the time in school doing my 12th.

Years passed by, my engineering course and even after getting my job, when ever I go there she used to speak with me, even though it was not a the usual bi way communication. Initially I had this urge to resist, but the more of these conversations we had the more comfortable I became. The conversation usually starts with confirming whether I am "the particular person she referring to", then she asks me about my work, whether I a planning to study, is my mother at home, sometimes about my sister.

Sometimes my friend used to barge in to complete the conversations. I felt kind of strange talking to a very elderly person, I am not that used to this sort of conversation. Every time I go to his house, I used to expect her to forget me but she never did, always managed to remember me correctly except once, but she was quick to correct herself. I guess I will never meet a person like her again, she was the closest I ever had to a grand mother.

I dedicate this lyrics from Pink Floyd's High Hopes to her

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

She gave me an experience or at least a glimpse of it, which otherwise I would have never experienced in my life or I could hope for...

DotA Mania

Been playing a lot of DotA with some of the gamers I met over here recently, all of them are pretty long time players in Garena.

A very normal game by me as Morphling


One of the better games I played as Razor, the opposing side were not exactly Pro players.

The Final Message

I never mentioned this, this was the final good bye send from me.

I kept it neat and descent I believe.

Due to the long silence from you, I have to assume the worst, you no longer want to remain in touch with me even though you once said that we are good friends. I just have 2 things to say.

1. If I have offended you in anyway I apologize for my behavior and forgive me.
2. I would like to know the reason why things ended up like this.

Take Care And Good Luck

Even though the time we knew was brief, you will always have a place in my memory and I will never forget your face.

Even though I did not expect anything, it had surprising results, will update later...

Back To My Home

Once again, I become one with my origin.

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust...

The Wedding

It was close to noon, I do not recognize the exact time. I was in front of this hall off a busy street, filled with cars horning, some trying to park, some trying to move out. The rush was no coincidence, it was because of the weddings that were taking place. The road facing the SP fort hospital on a wedding season can be filled up on a Sunday.

It was hot and I was in my blue shirt and black jeans, now that has become a cliche. I strangely came over there walking, I must have been crazy in that heat. I went inside the hall, I couldn't see the bride or groom. Damn!!! Did I miss the wedding. I knew I did be late on foot. The crowd was so phenomenal. I was pushing myself through the crowd to the front area where the ceremony was about to take place.

I saw the bride at a distance, dressed in a red saree, she had ornaments on her. She had white flowers behind her head. Holy "Fucking" Cow, that is her, the girl from my dreams, what the fuck is going on this place? I tried to push through, the crowd was some how against my approach, as one unit of collective intellegence they had been slowing my advance. I did not give up. I pushed and finally reached the front, by that time she had stepped down and was walking. She got married, I did not notice the groom, she passed just in front of me, I was stopped by the fencing at the very front, I pulled out of hand and waved, she did not notice. I shouted and she did not hear me.

The crowd behind me dissolved, I could no longer make out any noise in my background. I could see her walk away to the door at the end.

It became so silent. I could no longer hear anything, I stood there depressed. After being for so long with me in my dreams, how could you get married to someone else without ever telling me? The least you could have done is invited me to your wedding.

It happened to me 5 weeks ago, I woke up from my sleep. I could make no sense out of it till now, I thought over it for 5 weeks.

I guess the recent outflow of emotions my have spurred this blog entry. I hope I never see the girl again, she used to be a sign of comfort once, a sign of good omen, now-a-days it is more of a bad omen.

Even this time she was silent, a ghost of something from past. She did not even give me a look, it was as though I never existed in this dream just like my previous one. I think I have had enough of girls in my life. Handling one that does not exist is worse that the fact that I had to handle one that did exist.

Enough of this, may be in my next life I will get time to handle..

Dummies Guide To Catching A Fox

Hmm...How do you catch a fox?

1. Release a couple of fox hounds and expect them to hunt down the fox
   
2. Set a trap using cages designed to catch foxes, hoping a fox steps in
   
3. Take a sniper rifle with a heat seeking scope and take a head shot

Foxes are known to be cunning and solitary so catching one may need subtler ways than these.

I was carrying this banner helping a couple of friends of mine tie up things in a college fest. It was then I was stopped by a girl, just like that. She asked me if I knew her (Oops...I hate those kind of questions, the problem is I have this issue with remembering faces that I do not see often), and since I am no guy who is good at beating around the bush, I just gave a frank "No", I thought it would end there, but no she was very persistent, she said that she used to come to the same coaching class as mine. Dang!! Now why did it not click in my mind. I said "Oh Yeah, now I remember", she asked me "So how is your results? 98, 97, 96" (my family is pretty much devastated by my results), very enthusiastic young girl, she was asking me a lot of things like where I am going to apply, what are my plans? etc, I guess I swallowed my tongue, most of my answers were one liners. Sad I know...Next came the shocking part, she asked for my mobile number (don't worry this is not the shocking part yet), I gave my usual answer, "I don't know, hold on let me get my mobile, I have the number inside that, could you just hold on for a second."

Yes, Yes, I know you must all be thinking WTF? You cant remember your own mobile number? the answer yes, I can't, another disability I have. I thought she had enough of me, but no not yet, she gave me a missed call and said that it her mobile number. I said OK, and said bye. But she asked me before I left whether, I will be back tomorrow, I said "May be, don't know I may be preoccupied with other things, I will let you know."

After that chat, I came to a bit of self realization, I looked like a cave man, without having been shaven for about 5 weeks and an unwashed jeans with a sweaty shirt and a dusty bag on the back. Hmm...Strange why would any one ask my phone number.

Most of the day passed without much events other than the fact that I got to watch a lot of "World of Goo" a game with an attitude, must play.

Reached home late evening, logged into chat and there she was "Irene", I mentioned this incident to her and she was like "The Girl's got guts" (edited by Grey.Fox, Irene used a bit more "French"), you should definitely take this girl out, pay for whatever she has and not to disappoint her. It was then the bulb got lit in my empty head. Frantic called in the night as usual and I mentioned this incident to him and we both laughed over it.

Hmm...Some might remember about this post, well I guess the tables are pretty much turned here. The hunter is the hunted?!

Anyway I decided to go there the next day, I send out a message to, lets call her Miss A. And I was running around the stall trying to fix some broken hardware and Miss A shows up, again dumbstruck, I stood there a few moments did not know what to say, talk about deafening silence. I told her that there is some problem with one of the hardware with the device we put up in the stall and I was trying to fix it without any luck. And then I stepped outside with her, then she said to me that she might be busy today, she was compering for one of the events taking place called "Voice Hunt", I said OK, and then the announcement came over the mic, "Miss A of is requested to report to the prilims area of Voice Hunt", I said carry on, I will catch you later.

Again most of the day went uneventful. By about 3 PM things were being would up and I was about to leave, I send an SMS saying that, "Sorry I couldn't meet you, I will catch up with you another day", She replied back requesting me to stay be a bit more as she wanted to meet me. I said OK. Then the most wonderful thing happened, a rock band had come to play for the event at the college and guess what they were going to play "Pink Floyd" Woo Hoo baby, I haven't been to a live concert before, this is as good as it gets, they started off with "Coming Back to Life" and let me tell you they were pretty damn good, except for some distortion with the bass, I think it was the speakers to blame.

After the song completion, Miss A comes along and she asks me where should we go, there is Juice corner in the Canteen or we could go outside to have some milk shake, I said it was her call :), she decided to go for the milk shake, I said I am fine.

We walked out from the college premisis and I was explaining how much I love "Pink Floyd" to her and I asked her if she were into rock. She said she was more of a classical music person, more like the Carnatic style I guess. My knowledge is not that good at classical stuff, so I did not ask a lot. I hope to get to know more about it from her though. We slowly walked towards the shop, I passed near the grounds where I learnt to drive a car and a geared 2 wheeler. I shared some of the experiences with her. She was a very cheerful person, she had long hair which she had neatly tied, fair skin color, brown eyes, her face was the most striking feature, she looked like a doll (forgive my "French"), I just dont have enough words now to describe her more accurately. We reached the shop and she ordered two milk shakes and we took a seat near a corner, we chatted for about 45 minutes. We alternated turns, we discussed things from why I quit my job to my views of life. She is a very good listener she patiently listened to all the things I was saying, she also described her family especially how close she was with her sister. She also mentioned she liked "Computer Science" as a subject and she was not interested in Management. Now that was a real turn on for me.

I also described I am a bit stubborn and arrogant at times. And that I spend a lot of time in computers, my life has more or less been a life engrossed in computers, she was quite surprised to hear that I do not do much other than computers. I do not know what kind of an impression I made in her mind about myself, but she did leave a permanent impression in mine. It was half way through I noticed that I barely had my milk shake when she had about 3/4th of it. Talk about the self realization of being a blabber mouth, she waited me to get to the 3/4th mark and then we finished the milk shake. I apologized to her for not being able to recognize her early on, I told her that I have this problem in recognizing faces and I have a problem in remembering numbers.

Then I took money out to pay for the milk shakes, but then she was more agile than me, she just ran over the counter and paid for both of us, I stood there like a big jack ass, asking her to take my share of the money. I tried to persuade her, but due to my extraordinary skills in persuasion, I finally got to put the money in my pocket, but I made a deal that the next time we meet I pay the bills. Then we both walked back to the college. I showed her my 2 wheeler and showed that it is my ride and then I told her that it used to be a Sunny, she laughed and said that she also has a Sunny, we both had a hearty laugh over that. We both shook hands and bid farewell.

We still keep in touch via SMS, I hope to meet her again one day.

Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

So how do you catch the fox?...

Answer: Don't it is useless...Still Waiting...Life is a mess


Update: Got Dumped

• Reason - Unknown
• Analysis - Inconclusive, possibly unfair die rolls
• Action - Further Analysis on Game Theory of Relationships - http://william-king.www.drexel.edu/top/eco/game/vow/marriage.html
• Steps to prevent repetition of situation - Die never rolls in your favor, so never roll them
• Conclusion - One life saved...one Fox freed...Live to die another day
  

De-engineering

Before I go on with the actual post read the following.



Ever experienced sudden lightness in a lift that goes down, I never even imagined you explain it this way too.

If that is not enough, read the "new" laws of friction.

It might seem funny at first glance, I do not disagree. But these are supposidly the engineers of the future. I do not know this person will make it through the course, but the fact still remains most of the people who pass are in a sense not a lot better than the one who wrote the above answers.

I do not say that most people are idiots, just the people no longer aspire to be an engineer. It is more of a mechanical process of getting a degree these days. Just that the whole population is after an engineering degree or a degree in medicine. Many of the students are forced to take up an engineering course just because their parents force them to.

It is also true that a lot of MNCs come to engineering colleges to actually recruit students for their company, so this kind of gives a lot of people a free ticket to get a job even before passing out of the college. Something that the previous generation is not even aware of. In that generation people after passing out had to search for a job, the old fashioned way, apply for offers write tests etc it used to be a long process and one had to work hard to get a job. Today with the boom in the IT sector getting a job has become a piece of cake (I say this even in this period of recession, I am pretty sure things will fall back in place one day.) So engineering was seen more of a job opportunity than a discipline.

It is also sad to see that engineering has been downgraded to such an extend that people no longer value their projects. Projects are what once used to define the outcome of an engineering student's application of his / her knowledge in that subject. Today it has become a business, many "Government" institutes offer a certificate of doing project at their premises. Well the fact remains that most of the project done this way usually never sees the daylight and the code is also not given to the students, so in the end they don't have much to present in terms of project (I am talking about computer science and engineering specifically.) So in other words people just make money of the poor students. These days I was even surprised to hear that some of the institutes say that one does not need to submit the code if they do their project in a "Government" institute, making the students more motivated to just get over with the project part as soon as possible.

Most people who pass out never tend to follow their discipline too, people who pass out if they do not go in for a job tend to go for an MBA. Which I see as a 4 years wastage in engineering, the 4 years is completely wasted when u go for an MBA as most of your training is gone to wastage as what you learn there has nothing to do with engineering. And you will be working in an industry that probably has nothing to with engineering in the first place. Those people who pursue a higher degree in Engineering are some of the select few who has genuine interest, but then again we can see people just going for another degree, no passion for the subject.

I do not know if my fate is sealed to be just a wanderer...

Fuckin'A!!!

Totally fuckin'A...

Here is the situation.

You buy a 500 GB HDD a god damn brand new one and guess what it develops a couple of bad sectors. OK so shit happens may be you got a defective one. 3 Months later you buy another 500 GB HDD. Here is the question, probability it will fail completely?

The answer 1

Fuckin'A, you might not have guess that it would be 1 right, but in my case it is, that is why it is a fuckin'A thing.

Two brand new HDD got busted one after another. The second one was the worst all my important data went to heaven along with it. Songs, Pictures, Games, Movies, Hall Tickets to my examinations, Study Materials and what not...

Looks like my die roll theory still hold up at least for me.

My other HDD is on its way to meet me, I hope it does not crash and burn on its way to me.

Back to the Doomed College

It so happens by the ironic twist of fate I have come back the the college that thought me how not to do things.

Yes it is the very college I passed out from couple of years back. Back then I had written a post from the student's perspective of how things were happening in and around college the petty politics and the quality of our teachers, but this time I got a view from the inner depths of the corrupt college itself.

I hate what I have become, I hate to say I am a product of this once great college. To be a "Fallen Programmer" in this world where people craze for money and power I feel hopeless.

There is a conference that is going to come up and due to some coincidence it was my company that took up the job of putting up the conference website for these people. I took up the responsibility of doing the website.

This might seem pretty much usual stuff for the normal reader but if any of you have had a glimpse at a foreign university or even the IITs it is common to see that if they conduct a conference they do all the work of setting up and conducting the conference by themselves without any or little external help. This sort of work is usually done by the students and professors there. At least I believe this is how things are done, and as far as I know they rarely outsource such work to a private company.

Next came the pain in the ass part of the work. After completing some of the functional part of the work about 3 weeks since the contract came into our hands we had a meeting with he people there, regarding how they wanted to things to be presented and to function.

We got a slight overview how things were to be made from this meeting. It was a short meeting just showing us what is required to be done from some of the sample conference websites.

One of the expectations that I was expecting from this project was the fact that I will be dealing with people who were pretty much on the high end of the technical spectrum. Conducting a conference is not an easy thing, it requires responsibility and dedication to do such a job. But in due course of time I realized that I was nothing more that a naive fool to have thoughts like this.

The corruption in our educational society had spread itself into the very deep roots of the ones who is supposed to teach the young and upcoming generation on how things are to be done, this along with the fact that it was a government college just added more fuel to the fire. Them bureaucracy had also crept into what was already a degrading educational system.

In the next meeting I was meeting with the Head of the department along with the persons who actually will be leading this conference, we had a chat on how the conference site should look and feel and how the actual conference will be conducted. This was about an hour long meeting. By the time the meeting was concluded I understood that the head of the department had significant knowledge of how the system should be set up. I was happy that we were on the right track of things. He was in the opinion that such things should have done by the internal college authorities and not by external people, but circumstances were forcing them to do this act. I was happy that at least the hand of the former students of the college was there in the development of this website.

After this the actual problems started, we tried to keep the releases close to the deadlines as possible. The first thing we noticed was the sheer lack of communication that existed between the various people in the college and us who were making the changes, numerous mails were exchanged before they replied. Even when testing was done from our side, no one from their side was ready to take up the responsibility or even had the time to browse through the system we made. The usual ignorant mail of us not sending the user names and passwords persisted, even though we had send them the information in advance. They rarely understood the meaning of CC and To Fields in an email. The only one who actually did spend some effort to actually go through the work we had done was the Head of the department.

A job that should have been completed in about 2 weeks time dragged on for 2 months January mid, when we had our 3rd meeting. Talk about dropping a bomb shell on the developed framework. They wanted a whole revamp of the website. The front page, the looks, the links the layout you name it they wanted it changed.

I blame myself for this incident, being really green on the web development scenario, I had almost no experience in designing the look and feel of a website. So I just put up what was comfortable to me and this is what caused them to come back onto us.

Now this meeting was huge, I think there was about 10 staff people in there, each of them somehow related to the conference. The one who wanted to do all the change was the I presume the "Alpha Leader" of the pack. I think this person had little experience with some personal web design and with a very orthodox mindset did not ever understand the concept of what the Tabbed menus are, a whole restructure of the menu system was proposed which included both side navigation and top primary links to convey all the messages. The justification given was that people find it hard to browse through the tabbed menu, (Duh!!! I was not expecting chimps to take part in an international conference.) they were so confident that tabbed menus were so bad that nobody will actually understands them.

Take a look @ how they actually use tabbed menu for a conference site http://www.developersummit.com/

They wanted a more flat layout like this one http://conferences.computer.org/scc/2006/

The discussion went to the extend that, I finally had to say that if the person wanted to actually register in the website that person will need more knowledge that just browsing a tabbed menu. They were pretty surprised by that fact and they wanted to try out a demonstration on how to register and I had to sit there and explain the whole procedure, which was supposed to be tested by them in the 2 month time period.

After this the most disappointed fact was yet to come. In the final conclusion of the meeting was the discussion of the role of the conference manager. I was explaining how the conference manager is responsible for all the papers that come in for the conference through online submission, the task of assigning these papers, how to finally accept and reject the papers. How to give the users the right set of permissions for actually doing the tasks. They were overwhelmed by the tasks of the conference manager and I was surprised to hear from them that the conference manager had so many tasks under the person that it will make the manager a "Real Busy" person (Duh!! What did u expect a guy who sits on his / her lazy butt?), what was even more shocking was the fact they were not ready to take up such a responsibility. They were asking each other who will take up the responsibility of doing all this. (Remember they are people the conference organizing committee who is asking this sort of rubbish)

So the arrogant teachers had mauled the website from its orignal beauty to something more horrific, an abomination from a web designer's perspective. And after couple of weeks we had our 4th meeting, and this time I knew what to expect from these people. Just do as they say and get over with it was my policy as it was useless to argue with these arrogant people. But they always manage to throw in a few surprises every now and then. During the course of the time the server was up and down many times and due to some bad luck one of the professors tried to access the website and it was not available. We assured him that it will be up from now on and we had technical difficulties during that time. His response...

I agree that we get the website around here, but we should try to access it from someplace far off.

I should have jumped out of that window on hearing that, the Professor had a doctorate in his subject, I was expecting some sort of standard in the discussion, you know what my father knows the fact that a Website is accessible from anywhere in the world if it up and running and let me tell you he does not have a PhD. This is what the so called best college in the whole of my state has to offer?!!!!

This ain't over yet...I am waiting for the grand finale.

This is a very sad thing, and to even think of the fact that I spend 4 years of my life here in this doomed college.

How Not To Run A Server!!!

Longtime since my last post, been busy with a lot of things especially leveling up my Paladin in World of Warcraft. Other than this there were a couple of exams and a lot of DotA and some very annoying situations at work.

I will give more details of each in the upcoming posts. But this post is about running a server, well more specifically game servers.

This WoW server I have been playing on is a pretty nascent one. It has been set up pretty recently by a bunch of WoW lovers who also liked to offer "Blizz" like service to the public for free without any cost.

It was good initally, there was the occasional lag from time to time and then there were also downtimes. But hey it is free, I am ready to make some sacrifice for this no issues.

Then the people there decided to actually go for a More powerful server, they leased out a RHEL server with 16G RAM as their main server. Well they promised no lag, no more downtimes and all the regular politician style statement.

The most promising was the fact that the server migration will take place in 2 hours. This is just the begining of the story.

• The first rule of maintaining quality service is never to give false promises, even if do it accidentally.
  
  Take the case of server migration. I have been involved in server migrations that have migrate 10 year old databases from one OS to another, and it take months of preparation and planning before executing the actual migration. And migration can become a migrane, also to do a migration in under 2 hours will be an exalted achievement nonetheless but the reality is takes longer than that and it did over here about 17 Hours of downtime before the migration actually got completed.
  
  
• If you break it, you take the blame, you can't blame the users for blaming and flaming you because "you" did not keep your promise.
  
  This was yet another thing that came across in the particular server I was playing at. Not only the fact that they did not keep their promise, the down times were pretty high on the server with significant roll backs at various instances. This was not only annoying but it also wasted a lot of hard work which got rolled back during a reset.
  
  Eventually the unrest grew and it was only a matter of time before flaming began in the forums about the server, the MODs the admin and what not? And this brings us to the next point, of crowd control and anger management.
  
  
• When situation goes out of control you need be professional in how you control the people who have gone berserk.
  
  The MODs and Admin have more rights and powers in controlling what is there on the forum, this does not mean that they are GODLIKE and should use / abuse their powers to control the crowd, in this particular case the MOD posted a counter post which was more abusive to the crowd in general rather than the single offender (I am not taking sides here rememeber that), the MODs were so furious that they went out and said things like "This is their server, they will run it as they wish", "They will chop the heads off and suck the brains out of any one who does not agree" etc... What ever may be the crime commited by this offender it does not deserve such a reply from a MOD or and Admin.
  
  In this case I would have choped the gentials off the MOD and made them eat it for the response they put up there. It may be a free service I agree but there is a way to deal with people and this is not the right way.
  
  
• Don't making stupid excuses and whine like a Pussy, for the screw up you made
  
  Now the Head MOD wanted to make a message so here it goes.
  

  It is valentine and instead of spending time with my wife, I am writing this post spending my time in the forum...(And goes on), we are people who are providing free service because we love this game...we need not do this kind of stuff in the first place...
  

  OK you asshole, if you were not screwing up your promises in the first place you wouldn't be writing such posts already. And quit whining, I got a grandma who I need to take to the hospital and I got couple of kids whom I need to pick up from school...Hey asshole if you got your life to go on with, you should consider that more important than this, no one is expecting you to do charity for something you think you are doing with passion and love you have for the game, if you dont have enough time for those things don't come to the forum and whine like a big baby about the fact that you are not able to spend with your wife or grandma or kids because of the forum.
  
  The MODs should have either shifted responsibility or should have declared a holiday and should have locked the forum, not whine about it in a post.
  

  Forced Kindness deserves no thanks

• Finally dont make n00bish statements please.
  
  The Head admin finally came out with a wonderful statement.
  

  I think we have worked hard to deserve your respect...and we expect to be treated in that way...If I get any more compains regarding the server will be down the person will be banned for 24 Hours.

  Bravo, Motherfucker your just busted your balls, well the fact is your get respect not by releasing a threatening statement but from people who provide the service for, if they are happy you will get the respect you deserve and you provide crap to these people, they will not hesitate to throw back shit at you and that is how things work out.
  
  If working hard means loosing your sleep and running a server you are totally wrong my friend. It means providing quality to the people you serve. So you do not deserve "respect"
  

May be when I finally get to run a WoW server I will be able to show these people who the job is done.

P.S: I may get banned from this server if they read this post, but I really don't care, even as I write this post it is down

P.S: By the way if you feel you can threaten me by commenting in this post, remember what you said, let me restate that for you.

This is my blog, I will write what I feel and what I think is right from my perspective, do you think only you can chop off heads and suck brains, I can do far worse like cut off your genitals make pickles out of it and then make you eat them. Do not think I will hesitate to do that. I am more mean and sadistic that you think I am...So tread lightly...