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VLC to release free video editing package for MAC and PC

If you are looking for a decent and free video editing package for your PC or Mac, then you will be glad to hear that the team behind the best free media player out there right now is working on a video editing package. The developers behind the VLC Media Player are working on their video editing software at the moment, which should arrive early in 2010.

Free video editing The official announcement page describes VideoLAN Movie Creator (VLMC) as “a free video editing software, offering features to realize semi-professional quality movies, but with the aim to stays simple and user-friendly.” VLMC is being developed “with the support of the VideoLAN organization,” so it is not yet clear if the software is a direct product of the VLC team. The site promises a pre-release alpha for Windows, Mac, and Linux “very soon.”

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Me & My Cell phone

My cell phone .. .dropped into water man …  And I stood there watching… like a meak spectator … as if I am watching my near and dear one killed in front of me.. I looked at it again .. my mind filled with thousands thoughts entering …

How can I save my phone .. no I don’t want it to die … thinking about saving hundreds of people, businesses ….

I picked it up from water immediately .. opened it.. separating the battery and the parts..  quick and Swinged it fast , so that the water can move out … from each pore.. of my phone .. Water that  was smelling like it’s touched each part of my phone , each circuits of my phone ..  Each one touched by water, No not touched but wounded…

I patted it with a towel and with teary eyes .. I was thinking and trying to figure out .. is it alive..  Thinking that do I have to arrange a demise ceremony for my phone.. or an obituary. …. I dried it as much as I cud …myself…. But I cud realize water called much  harm…

Without losing time ..I rushed to a hair dryer .. holding it in my hand for atleast 30 min or more .. and thinking this would work miracle … prayers coming out of my mind ..more and more .. God save my phone ..  

With crossed my fingers … and switched it on .. Nopes.. did not work… L

I Rushed to  my car and drove as fast as I cud …  went to one of the renowned shop and gave it to them … immediate measures were taken in front of me .. and I was a one percent relxed .. just 1 %. . I went home as they said it would take 2 days ..

I was back home and feeling low…

At times I feel Technology is too much … I Want to get disconnected from facebook , twitter, orkut , gtalk , hotmail, yahoo . ..( thought this is just a momentary feeling).

At times when my cell phone rings all day and I feel like .. Man .. gimme some peace man!!!. 

But today I had No phone. Just been an hour and I cud see the feeling ..  But losing contact with technology is like losing contact with a best friend…. One day when my cell phone NokiaE63 , had to go for a repair . I lost touch with my friends. I was feeling soo imcomplete whole day… I had lost contact with 450 people.  In few seconds , I felt like earthquake and my life going topsy turvy. I was feeling as if I was in  a middle of a presentation and the battery of my laptop has discharged.

My mind thinking abt my phone .. my beautiful phone … My most lovely possession .. my people , my contact list , my sms!!!! My online twitter , skype … I started missing everything soo much .. I was unable to live without my cell phone… M I really soo addicted..  my fingers feel like .. I need to text .. type… my fingers felt like typing and I wanted my phone.. in my palm…

I can hear the ringtone of my phone… even if it was not ringing…

What have we done to ourself … Technology has made us soo crippled.. Can’t we stay without a phone for few hours??? …… Yes I have to say .. we have became dependent too much .. on technology .. Cant remember birthday’s , we feed in, alarm , sms , photo , navigation ,songs , video ,bill payment, everything  we can think of under the Sun.

Can I feel complete ever without my Cell phone??? As if m dying and my soul is coming out from my body.. trying to unleash .. and fly…

I was turning low and sinking into it .. and getting desperate about my phone .. when would I get it back . I was right there standing at the same place where my phone fell . The water … was same… ad there I could see my own reflection.. the effects were all on my face…

As if I my dear one has gone into Coma!, and doctor says the recovery might be possible. Might , this again struck my brain cells with millions and nano questions.. We get soo attached to objects so much!. An object merely dead!, a non living thing, and I got soo fond of it ..

I was staying in a fear, I might get my prized possession back or not…

With this feeling I opened my diary to check what contacts and other details I have saved… and realized it’s not updated from an year…

I lost it .. again from scratch ..

I got a lesson of my life.. Technology is good, but keep backups ( mayb2) , technology made me feel crippled..  But yes.. I got my lesson …

This time if my phone comes back , I would try to remember b’day of my friends myself , few important numbers as well. Not just blindly depend on technology…

I tried to smile again .. and felt how would I keep my phone away from me…

I knew I would try .. this time .. dunnoo it would be fruitful or not.. But I will give it a shot…

   

How to dry wet mobile

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Yesterday my cell phone .. got drenched in water … almost got itself killed… I tried soo many tricks to save its life.. D moisture almost took my baby’s life… I saved it .. with rice … U can too …

It could be anything .. sink, toilet or rainstorm, anything …
Posting it so that it might help you… Don’t try to turn your ph on!.
1. Remove the battery immediately , patt it dry with a towel
2. If sun is high .. put them out ..
3. Try using a hair dryer
4. Put into a container of dry raw rice for a day ( maybe for 2 -3)
5. put phone in a plastic bag with a few silica packets.
6. Hearing aid dryer for several hours.
7. Place it in an oven with just the oven light on for a few days(the light on is enough to dry out the air and increase the temperature just a little).
8. Rub alcohol to avoid corrosion due to the water but don’t use it on the screen

True Story of a Puppy

05122009It’s a Story of me … I am Pluto … the name given by Children to me ..  Yeah M a dog ….

I opened my eyes for the first time in this world.. and started crying … my mother , who was trying to protect me from all the outsiders who could harm me or take me away from her…. She was wiping me with her warm tongue … again and again…  that feeling was soo blissful…

I slept whole day …  my days went on with milk and my mother..rest nothing mattered for me … and moreover I did nt knew…

For 10-15 days .. We were with Our mom, the last image I have for her is of a small dog , white in color .. with beautiful black eyes…

The very next thing I realize is I am not alone … there are more… maybe 4 or 5…

I realized I am a puppy… A street puppy…  I was soo scared with this damn world… not just with Humans….  With everything … I used my tiny voice ..tried to raise it as much as I could .. and tried to create my impression.. that I have a say .. a Voice …

But never worked… I could see Humans smiling … kids coming near me with excitement … Wen I was scary .. wen I wanted to be left alone.. I never liked them touching me … and pamerpering me .. soo hard that it could stop my breath for moments…

There were more ..some tried to take me as up in arms as they could and swing me … Bloddy hell as if … I am in a rolarcoaster… I went wacko!…. mad.. butterflies in my stomatch… I cud puke any moment …

Just feel like shouting … Next time u are born .. I will be a human and do the same to you.. then maybe you understand …

Some used to come to me and give me water and milk and some bread.. or soo many leftovers… I was too small to recognize who they were .. as I was more scared.. then Happy.. The only thing I was happy was my mom near me and my food.. which after all was Milk .. inspite of people giving me ‘N’ number of different things…

I was born in one of the Bushes … wherein my mom somehow managed to keep us surviving .. Don’t evn know who was my father… and it hardly makes a difference . M a dog… afterall… Dnt have to take admissions and don’t have to answer socities… In someway or the other .. I am better than you all… humans..

Children and people of all ages used to come near us .. as if we are a miracle.. soo many activities near me .. used to scare me …  the voice that I tried to create out of anger turned out to be fun for Kids and watchers…  M I a toy??. Cant you leave me alone?? M already soo scared in this damn world… Y don’t u guys understand ..

If u bloddy have the guts … Adopt me … huh! Naah u cant do that …

U live in a hypocrisy … u want sumthing .. but don’t wanna do it .. coz u fear.. people .. surroundings… I would never be like you wen I grow up… I wud do what I want …

2 kids picked up my 2 brothers who were beautiful than me … luckily adopted them… I hope they have a happy family now….

Very next day … my mum went away … where I dunoo.. dat was the last day we saw her …. She left us .. How cud she … how can a mother go ???….. but she went away ….or shes dead ..dunoo..  I was left with one of my bro .. dat sit …

The feeling without the … the one who loves you and cares for you is like .. you are alive but your body  aint working…  What do we do now??… we tried to hide in hideouts .. never used to come out.. someone managed in this cold …..

Now without mum this was  our first night..she used to protect us from everything and also cold… now .. this was wen we realized wht is cold … we started feeling cold.. this was a new feeling for us … we tried to hug each other to stay warm and cozy ..  it somehow worked…

Maybe God has made us like that … given us the skills to live in this cruel harsh world… One fighting the battle alone.. one losing it … it cud be anyway ..

I tried to live with my life… with my bro.. then one day ..the nightmare came… We were in one of our hideouts… A kid left us some food .. so we were busy eating that … Saw a person coming with a cycle near us …  we left the food immediately and tried to get into the hideout wherein No one can come…

But I was lucky to get into it and my bro was caught… the guy took him away …  I was only screaming and shouting … and was helpless. My eyes were teary , my only hope to live was going and I cud not do anything about it..

Separated from my mother… my brother my sisters… why Do I live… Y did he leave me .. He could have taken me too…

I cried as much as I Cud… for hours… the people kept on coming and looking at me by peeking into the whole… Sympathizing  …with me…  laughing at me … and I was helpless.. crying and crying and getting more petrified .. with each one coming near me …

Y do you all do this? How will u feel if I take ur new born brother away from you?. Ever imaged this ? If ma Dog… Does that mean I Don’t feel… Humans are soo indifferent..  only care about what they want … and nothing else.. selfish Morons…

Now m alone .. in this damn cruel world… one day someone will come and eat me or someone will take me home.. or I will always be one entertainment channel for the colony people or kids…

Dedicated to Babes’ Pups…

Happiness …I Searched, met , to be Conquered now..

http://www.johnehrenfeld.com/radioactive-happiness-face.gifWhat is Happiness…. Why do we search for it… IS it that tought to be happy … To attain this feeling… to have some peace in mind? Why do we have to struggle a lot???

Happiness is one element everyone wants in life..Maybe we all don’t agree on ‘what it is’ and ‘ how can it be attained’ but our aims are same , just to reach it… Happiness is a personal matter , no matter what bad your past circumstances have been , no matter how your present conditions are , happiness is possible , you just have to get the right mindset… Most of us feel that those who have power, money and fame are the only people to be happy.. that ain’t the truth my friend…

Like a small going school boy thinks he will be happy if his Dad buys him a sports cycle. A teenage girl thinks she will be happy if she will have a husband like Brad Pitt!. A father thinks he will be happy when his kids star working. But that’s not true, it’s a false idea. Happiness is not a single issue concept.

Being humans , we say , happiness depends on situations that come in our life’s…but we forget that our reaction in those situations … makes the whole situation. How many of us have heard the theory of 90/10.

“ Lets visualize , a family at a morning breakfast table , Sitting together . Father , Mother in hurry to go to office, 8 year old kid doing the breakfast as well. Suddenly the kid spills the milk, some milk on dads shirt. , Now how this person reacted , lets view it ,

A) The dad gets up , shouts on the kid , shouts on the mother , changes his Shirt, keeps on mumbling, wife’ has a bad mood now and so has the kid. Wife goes to offc without any greetings. Dad drops kid to school and kid does not say bye even. The whole day the whole family has a bad mood.

B) The dad gets up in a bad mood ,but with a strict voice tells the kid to take care from next time when he is holding a glass and be cautious. Changes his shirt, wife greets and bids farewell. Drops kids to school with a sweet kiss on this cheek. Goes to office.

I am sure , you can yourself see, how we react to situations makes up the whole scenario. 90 percent is on our reactions , 10 percent is situation. The more balanced we react the better the situation gets.

Many times I have heard people saying ,” I want to be happy , but I cant be… Don’t know why…”.here comes an ego problem ….We already have soo many problems in our lyf’s which we cant control and on top of it…we do the most foolish act by augmenting more problems to it…we just need to bring those problem to surface and need to analyze , whats real and whts fake… Happiness is from within. If we decide to be happy , we will be , it is an internal force, and all great things start from inside , not outside.. Happiness is all about knowing the real you and accepting it. It’s about asking these questions to yourself… Who are you?, what are you capable of ? Are you deceiving yourself?. You have to answer yourself. No one else.

2 people looking from the same window , one saw the dust , other saw stars.. d difference is Vast!.

Many times our childhood fears cast a shadow on our personalities, but one must not run away from it… For example , a child who won a medal at school for cricket , rushes home to share his victory , but is treated with indifference will grow up being afraid of happiness. Many times we adapt an unconscious behavior , a defensive attitude ,towards happiness… as if we resist to open up and share… with oneself. The more we share our dreams , our inner desires with ourself , the more easy it is for us to be happy, to be candid with ourself. We must now worry what others are thinking abt us , as they are thinking the same t the time. What we think abt them!!!.

Emotional maturity is needed and is essential for happiness.. now by saying that I mean , knowing how to divert your energy . For example you had a bad day at office or at home , you feel like shouting , screaming , throwing things , etc, then better go to a videogame parlor , play a game , go for jogging , go for playing tennis or badminton , anything that wud divert ur mind and energy ,or maybe blogging . Utilizing your negative energy into a positive manner. That judges your emotional sensibility.

Life .. has so many moods..myraid colors… Laughter brings along soo many moments of warmth. Insecurity brings along moments of cold by giving sensations at heart. Anger brings along heat and sorry brings along sweetness. Witticism brings along cheerful smiles and seriousness brings along beautiful tears. It’ endless, one can keep on writing about the colors of life…

Reminiscing about the past, each one of us do that. Thinking about moments we have treasured in our lyf’s with our family , friends & loved one’s. Moments filled with sensual gratification. Sensual gratification is like ….

Using of our senses of the basic things that fills us with moments of happiness… How many of us.. now feel the wind talking, how many of us listen to birds chirping, how many of us take time out close our eyes and feel whats inside. How many of us want to listen to the real inner voice. Using our own senses for the basic things in lyf, can fill us with immense pleasure.

As if one morning you get up and see this little dewdrop in this winder … Looking at the tiny glistering dewdrop, which is nesteling it’s weary head against the velvet smoothness. The crimson color , basking in the sun…. looks amazig. We need to Cherish life , each moment , spread happiness, cheerfulness, good thoughts , do good deeds, not for anyone else , but for yourself.

It’s said somewhere that Happiness is a shy bird , dnt hunt for it , it would fly , so just keep a trap for it.

Always Remember “ Today is a last day of a part of your life”

God Bless You!

Pain, Killing softly

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Sometimes we all feel pain… someway or the other…. All of us go through this phase in lyf  which in turn is the biggest teacher… AT time we have pain …

we undergo an emotion of pain…  for that one momenent , wherein the pain is intense we cant control it…  FOr that one minute the pain kills… and how does one feel….  m trying to put those into words…

At times you feel as if you were a pawn in a vicious game… a game where in  the rules were not made by you.  At times you feel why do you really go ahead, when you know what would be the real result.  You don’t actually regret that you were  a part of a game….. but yes you feel like a victim, shackled in chains , waiting  to unleash and fly.

Life is not made up of series  of accidents , its rather situations linked as if a silken thread has woven them together…… Pain and the pleasure comes together, what shall it be treated as, Pain or pleasure?. Or both?. Pain is transient , but the time it last is pulverizing …

What do you feel when an emptiness  remains…..  one moves on by picking up the threads…. At times this increases… the feeling of pain and agony increases….  And it’s uncontrollable.. unstoppable …. U cant stand it and you cant throw it… u have to bear it…

Clinging on dead things …  bearing the strentch of decay and bitterness… A feeling … as if ..

U trip.. fell off the edge …Sinking into this feeling … sinking and sinking .. with nothing to hold on…struggling to afloat .. but you can’t…

Gathering in my soul… an army of marching emotions… I can feel the sensations moving ..from my heart to my soul.. to my spirit…

An Army of emotions…passion, compassion, pain.. an army that grows larger…with each step taken…with each breath inhaled…  Force soo irresistible ..like a tornado…  leaving devastation and depression in its way …dnt gaze in the eyes of this storm..

Deep thriving hunger of emotions… it dosen’t stop , dosen’t want to be chained, cant be tamed… it never stops , augmenting the pace with each blood drop…reaching my head.. and my soul… Killing me softly

It feels as if I am in a Box, sealed from all the sides.. Cant breathe, cant see, cant feel, but I live.. At last it’s there … It reached me.. pushing down the walls…pushing each obstacle away …it came to me…Deeply Entranched …..

Now what next …. Now its hitting with a greater force….I cant stand it anynmore… Wher’s the exit to this pain…. I see alas… Death ends it all… Finding a beautiful light coming to me… Light that’s brighter then sun… I cant even open my eyes…

At last It came … my craving ends I feel… I smile in pain…finding the exit ..my soul wishes to elude..

The passion is overflowing …. Overwhelming in pain..M I enjoying Sadism … or is it…the stark truth of life..??

Dirifting towards this light .. which is your narrow escape…

The light came near me and got into me.. absorbing me .. minutely… covering all over… at the end … you find ethernal pleasure … an extremely sweet release to Nirvana…