Saturday, September 22, 2012

Daily, prose-bound, routine remembering...

गणपती बाप्पा मोरया !

This week I experienced the lines from poem by Adrienne Rich, who passed away recently:

Freedom. It isn’t once, to walk out
under the Milky Way, feeling the rivers
of light, the fields of dark—
freedom is daily, prose-bound, routine
remembering. Putting together, inch by inch
the starry worlds. From all the lost collections.

      —“For Memory,” from A Wild Patience Has Taken Me This Far

Most of my efforts have gone into :
  • Reading a binary output file produced by a FORTRAN program. Realizing that it was an output on a 32-bit machine, I (i) Installed a 32-bit virtual machine; (ii)Installed the FORTRAN code package with gfortran; (iii) Installed Python environment and a code to read the output file on the virtual machine
  • Applying for jobs,
  • Meeting umpteen people to hunt for suitable positions,
  • Trying to focus on image processing with huge cold, cough, fever keeping me indoors.
  • Fixing my travel to Delhi, my talks, etc.
  • Fixing my talk within IUCAA as well.
  • Avoiding my relatives, friends, and even my own family.

The actual science output has been fairly limited, must I say that?

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