Hmm. Since when has cutting the cake become such a problem? Quick Gun Murugan, Revolver Rita and Bogustatistix are wondering how to split the cheesecake sitting on the table. Each wants the maximum share possible. Since the three are alone at home, a neutral and certified third person (such as Agmark Mano (further clearance granted through ISO 9000 certification))cannot help in evenly splitting the cake. Each cannot be trusted to act in good faith (implicitly).
Question: Can you help by suggesting a mechanism to split the cake evenly?
Thursday, February 28, 2008
An eating dilemna
Posted by Mad Max at 11:21 PM 15 comments
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
My roles…. (Confusing roles of a woman)
This is a poem written by blogger "prof" .Since she has forgotten her l0gin id & passwd, I am taking the role of an assistant and pasting it from a file.
What role do I don?
The sacrificing mother,
Or the loving daughter?
Should I be the willing wife,
Offering myself,
Or just for a change,
An eager lover?
The woman with the shell,
Or simply the woman with a heart?
Should I protect myself,
From the jibes, or
Just let joy flow,
As HE willed it to be?
The bubbling laughter,
Bursting to spring forth,
Should I stifle it with a soft,
Muffle, deep into the soul?
The unknown love, reaching to
The world;
Is it to be sung, or swallowed,
In mute silence?
Am I all the roles I don,
Or am I just a sham?
Posted by Survivor at 11:58 AM 3 comments
Monday, February 25, 2008
Roll Baby Roll
Posted by Manohar at 10:37 PM 7 comments
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
How much is your life worth?
I was reading the following news article http://sify.com/news/fullstory.php?id=14599305
It talks about a doctor “Dr.Horror” who has been tracked down in Canada. In a nutshell, this is what he did“Kumar, dubbed as ''Dr Horror'' by media for allegedly supplying hundreds of kidneys bought or coerced from the country's poor was reportedly running the operation partly from an unknown location in Canada where his family is said to be living”.
Yes, he was selling kidneys to potential transplant recipients while getting them from the poor people in India. This guy is not the only one, there are numerous others like him. Poor people are usually lured into this with the promise of money and are left high and dry after the surgery ,once their kidney is removed. Pathetic, huh?. Legally, Indian government does not allow live donor transplants to take place unless the donor is related to the recipient. But, there are numerous hospitals which turn a blind eye and accept this since it involves saving a life.
This got me thinking…What would I have done if my mother was not able to donate her kidney ? I was 23 and would have done almost anything for survival. There used to be an agent in the hospital where I was operated. He used to bring people who were interested in selling their kidneys for 100,000 Indian Rupees (~$2500 ). 10 years ago, this amount was quite a handful, especially for poor people. The donor needs to sign somewhere saying he is related to the recipient and knows him well etc etc..and the process was done. I am assuming the agent would get his commission at the end of the day. I would have definitely gone to the agent if all my other resources failed. But, at least he was not cheating them. “That is what I like to think”. Maybe, he was . It was almost a legal transaction where everyone understood what the other person was doing.If I had gone that way, I might have actually given more money and might even be in touch with the donor till today. But, there are numerous others who may not care. And the persons who donated did not think about saving a life. They were there just for the money. Once , during one of my follow-ups, I met a man in the waiting room , who wanted to sell his kidney. He was very paranoid about doing it and wanted to consult the doctor. He wanted to know how my mother was faring after the surgery. He was badly in need of money as his business has tanked and he thought this was the only way to get out of it. I tried to convince him saying that he was saving a life, rather almost giving life to a person .Yes, it was about the money but for an ultimately good cause. He did not understand it and I don’t know if he ever will. I wish I could put myself in his shoes and think like him. It all comes down to priorities, I guess. To me, saving a life is priceless.
Posted by Survivor at 11:32 AM 3 comments
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
The megaserial conundrum
Does cohabitation lead to preference effects in the choice of television program viewership? I read a paper which essentially answered this question and the verdict is that the wives' viewing behavior depends more strongly on the husbands' choices and not vice versa. Obviously the analysis was done based on viewers in the United States. Imagine translating to the Indian market. Does the husband in a typical Indian household, prompt his wife to watch the never ending mega serials? Judging from my interactions with friends back home, that does not seem to be the case. But can I be definitive in my conclusions? Of course not! So guys, what is the likelihood that you will end up watching "Kyon ki saans bhi kabhi bahu thi" or "Chitti" or whatever? (I dont watch TV here, so I dont know if there are comparable programs here).
Posted by Mad Max at 8:49 PM 5 comments