Current users might want to take note of this latest development. Yahoo! has decided to shut down it’s photo sharing service Yahoo! Photos and focus on its other twin, Flickr. I read this bit of rather surprising news on the Yodel blog. Curtains will formally come down on September 20, 2007 and the all the current users will be moved to a photo sharing service of their choice – Flickr, Kodak Gallery, Shutterfly, Snapfish, or Photobucket. For a complete list of the FAQs, you can click here or visit this page.
At last, Safari for Windows!
I was pleased to hear the good news that Apple launched their Safari browser for Windows XP and Vista. I am surprised but happy that the Windows version has finally arrived. Does this mean the beginning of the end for its closest rival Firefox? we’ll have to wait and see.
Not amongst those willing to wait, I have installed Safari and I am writing this blurb from it. You can get the latest Public Beta 3 from this place and have fun!
Who's Children?
A sunny summer morning, as I walk past the trees and the lanes, bypassing the crowds to reach office on time. Droplets of sweat are marching down my face, as I try to stop them helplessly with my handkerchief. I approach a bus stop on my way, when suddenly the morning calm is shattered by a wailing child. As I look around, I find a mother chasing an urchin girl with a stick in her hand. The child, barely 2 years and only in her undies had already received the first blow on her thigh and was crying aloud in pain. She was running away, howling and trying to save her skin from further destruction. The mother was unrepentant though. She was swearing at the poor child and threw the stick at her which missed her narrowly. This chase had to end now unless the child gets brutally crushed under an oncoming bus, I said to myself still walking away from the incident.
Cheeni Kum (2007)
Attack of the Raingods
I was worried the world was coming to an end. Yesterdays hot and amazingly humid conditions in Mumbai refereshed some images from a TinTin comic edition titled ‘The Shooting Star’ which I had browsed long long ago. The sweaty stinky moist bodies of middle-aged men brushing in the crowded locals, is not my idea of a pleasant journey by any stretch of imagination. Yet someone amongst the heavens above might have yearned for some more fun to unfold as the train I was riding pulled in on the newly constructed (and a true nightmare for any infrastructure project in this city) platform no. 8, which is far from the Borivli area. The long march towards the exit was completely forgettable.