Fishing in the Desert - 0

Okay. I started blogging. But why would a confused 'Oor' (country guy) like me blog? Well, opinions are free. Everyone's got one. Moreover, since I am unique like everybody else, I too have some unique opinions about everything ;) and that's why I wanna blog. No, I am not gonna blog about human psychology now.

So, let's start from where stup-pid started (or should I rather start from where he ended?). But let me tell something that was even before the point from where stup-pid has started. It's a long story but I'll try to finish it quickly. Because I am different, I'd like to name the earlier post of stup-pid as Fishing in the Desert-2.

The story starts like this. Mr. Enthusiastic/Talkative, Mr.Half-blind an Mr.Extremist dreamt of changing the world's vision. They were gonna graduate in a few months and they din't have enough experience in coding(fishing). All they knew was holding the fishing rod. Neither did they have experience in finding a fishing place(business stuff). But, they thought that one great idea (coupled with implementation, of course) can change their lives and probably, the world.

Strangely enough, that great idea came from computer vision, a field in which they were not very well-versed with the technical expertise. But still, they wanted to pursue their idea. Discussions with more experienced well-wishers like Sai gave them the headstart and Lo! they started Fishing in the Desert!! (wtf!?)

Technical expertise was not a very big problem. They read the related books and gained enough(??) knowledge on the field and found the problem to be technically feasible in theory. They divided their work according to their (expected) abilities and stup-pid and oor-coder decided to start fishing, sorry coding the initial stuff. One fine morning, they started. It all went well for a few days until the motivated stup-pid had to take a break due to some unavoidable circumstances.

Oor-coder was waiting exactly for this chance and got readily deviated towards other things.Especially, it was the season of games at that time in IISc. Oor started deviating and enjoying to his fill in the absence of the big-guy. So, the big-guy stup-pid, due to circumstances and oor, also due to circumstances deviated from the original work. Needless to say, both of them lost motivation and touch with the subject. But this was only the start.

This was the first(zeroeth) and the biggest sand storm(so far) they faced in their fishing experience. There were more to come.. and there is no fun without them. After 15 days, the big-guy had returned but the focus didn't. He tried a lot to first get motivation for himself and then inspire the goal-less oor. They needed almost a month to get their focus back onto the problem rather than on other things as games. Poor stup-pid had to do a lot of reading of inspirational stuff on the internet and explain everything to oor from the scratch to get him back on track. I still wonder why stu-pid needed oor in the first place...

The first caravan finally ended up in an oasis where the guyz could fish.. but it took a little while for them to get the confidence : "We will survive".