NabanWritesRandomStuffs

 Ego gets in the way. All the time. You see it happen everywhere. I'm guilty of it. We re all guilty of it. At some point or the other. This unwillingness to admit you re wrong. That's bad enough. You know what's worse?  not even attempting to consider that you might be wrong.  That no matter how great of a person you think you are, some of the fault lies with you.  That you re not entirely blameless. That you've done something that you should feel an ounce of shame about. A smudge of regret, of remorse to blemish your self proclaimed perfection.  That it's time to shoulder responsibility.  Feigning ignorance. It's not the lack of will to acknowledge a mistake when one has been made. It's the unwillingness to even for a second, consider your own fallibility. To take a break. Sit down. Take a deep breath. And take a good long look at yourself. And say: You know what? I'M WRONG. WHAT I DID WAS WRONG. AND I'M RESPONSIBLE FOR IT. and I'm sorry for al...

 (Wrote this for Mom. It's just a thing. Kinda switched from 2nd person to 1st too  and my grammar is terrible too so. .) 👇  You watch her cook. Witnessing. And suddenly this universe of unknown proportions and unfathomable depths shrinks. . Into the tiny cozy space of a 4 by 4 room. You call it the kitchen. And right there before you she stands. Mother.  You watch her chop the onions, peel potatoes, slice carrots. You watch the practiced  rhythm of a wrist  handle the knife. Steady. Unwavering.  . I watch her stir up a stew, I watch her turn over the stove s knob and  trigger the lighter, I watch as a lotus of blue and yellow flickers to life at its centre, and I watch her set the pot on the stove.  I watch her, forgetting time and space.  I watch her because this moment is blessed.  I watch her as if I might die within the hour.  I watch her because for some inexplicable reason, I must. Because somehow deep down I feel that ...

I am here to share a story of lil  shabby Kid.  You see this kid had all the things he wanted in the world.  He had an amazing family,  A good education he had food on his table everyday.  Let say his life was perfect.  You see kids like this the world has for some reason given a strange idea to his life.  A life where its easy for Shabby kid will ruin him.  It will make him spoilt.  And this idea has for some reason creeped into many households and made Shabby kids life hard.  As if you were running a blady simulation so that you can teach shabby kid that Life is not easy and its a nightmare outside.  So the next time Kid throws out a tantrum you can blame yourself , you spoilt shabby kid with a good life,  a perfect life.  The world warned you ,this is what happens when you give a shabby the Good life.   But hey this story is not about tht,  its abt how shabby kid now has grown up and become shabby adult....

Vmware ESXi -  LIVES MATTER Now why would I be writing about this, I am definitely not getting paid to do so. Why chose to write on a  technology that was created 19 years ago. Well my fellow citizens of the world this is because 20 years  down the road after its creation who knew this creation is what’s going to save an entire business from  collapse. Let me just describe what this technology can do. Say you have a normal Desktop with normal compute  capabilities . And what you would like to do is run another operating system inside your current running OS  well you have Oracle virtual VM box, VM workstation etc. that is up for the task. And just like that you have  two OS running side by side, each sharing memory, CPU resources in general not interfering in each other’s affairs both absolutely different environment yet same resources.  Now amplify this solution to a much greater level, 10 to 20 times greater - Say 1000 Desktops coexisting  ...