Sometimes with one I love

Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturn’d love,
But now I think there is no unreturn’d love, the pay is certain one way or another
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was not return’d,
Yet out of that I have written these songs).

Mission SaveyEgg!

“Amazing day it was, how was your’s mumma?” I asked my mother just after entering my house.

She replied with a pretty smile on her face, “it was good but I’m so tired.” I smiled in return and look at her with love and affection for a while and instantly she got active and served me food, sat beside me and told me about her whole day story. Papa was smiling all the time, no doubt his more focus was on food. Both are love birds in our house, they talk with eyes and express with smiles. 😛 Then suddenly, a monster entered a room and she is none other than my sweet youngest sister, Harneet. But we call her Nona.

“Di, see, we found an egg of a bird today and we’re gonna save its life. Tell me, what should we do?” asked Nona.


I was just amazed to see the nest in her hand, then again suddenly, “Anjali (her friend’s name) made this nest for the baby bird. How beautiful it is. Isn’t it?”, asked Nona.


“Yes, it is”, I answered. “So, how we’re gonna save this bird”, Nona. Now, I just ignored the kids and answered, “I don’t know, it’s never gonna happen. You can not save this now, you can either boil or fry to enjoy the omelette”. “Chiieee! Di, you are so rude. You don’t care for the poor baby inside the egg”, Nona’s reaction. Yes, I don’t. Now go out and don’t disturb me. I finished my meal and entered to my room.

After few hours, “Di, can I have your laptop?”, Nona.

“Yes, you can. I’m not using this today, busy with some other stuff”,  I replied.

She opened the Laptop, connected the internet and got busy with that. About 15 minutes laters, again she asked, “What is an incubator?”

I was like, “hain? What happened to her?” Then she showed all links she opened while surfing Internet and finding ways to save that premature baby on youtube. I was amazed at her, when she said order this incubator, I wanna save that egg. I was literally smiling. I reminded the day , when I and my friends were trying to save the egg of sparrow from a crow, my younger sister Japneet saved a bird and protected that for a week until that become able to fly. And now, the youngest one, Harneet talking about incubators. 😛 Oh my God. I came to know about such devices when she was born and a doctor showed us the baby through the window who was sleeping in some machine. And this baby when grew up is now talking about incubators. Hahaha! I was feeling happy at that moment. Still, I showed some anger and said do what you want but don’t disturb me. I don’t want to attach with this baby stuff and I’m not going to order anything. We will talk about this tomorrow. If mom will give permission then definitely I’ll purchase one for you.

She made a really angry face and said, “Twanu tan koi fark hi ni penda kdi, koi maree bhawen bache”. 😛 Then I tried to explain her, then “Tuc tan chupp hi karr jao”. 😛

So, I simply concentrated on the book I was reading. After 15 minutes, she went to the kitchen, did some activity and came back to me and said, “I found a way to make incubators at home. This is a natural way that will perform just like that machine.” “So you put a pan on the gas?”, I asked. “Yes”, she replied.

For God sake, please go to your bed and sleep. We will do all this stuff tomorrow. Mom will help us. And I will order you a small machine tomorrow. Find a rate list on amazon. Till then we will provide heat through hot pan containing boiled water. We will place a basket on on that then a pillow and then egg. And this that and I was listening to her and finally she said good night with a smile.”

Let’s see what she will do now? And for me, the task is already defined, order that machine. 😛


Change all buildings Color to Red

To change all buildings Color to Red, open /usr/local/share/maps/style/OSMBright/OSMBright.xml file and then

1. In line 966 where style name building is defined (Style name=”buildings” filter-mode=”first”), change the fill colour to red i.e. #FF0000 at every zoom level.

2. Change it for polygonsymbolizer, buildingSymbolizer etc.

3. Then perform re-rendering, if needed remove the old tiles in <code>/var/lib/mod_tile </code>folder and re-generate all.

4. Now, check the result on the browser.


Increase zoom level in OSM

To increase one more zoom level in OSM, follow the given steps:-

1. Edit renderd.conf file located at /usr/local/etc/ and add this-


Now, save the file and close.

2. Edit the file /var/www/html/osm/slippymap.html

In line number 37 and 44 set numZoomLevels: 20;
In line number 39 add

map.setCenter (new OpenLayers.lonLat(659688.852138, 5710701.2962197), 20);

3. Re-render the tiles. The zoom level will be increased.

Because I’m Happy

Must read the Lyrics. Sing those words with this music. I wish you will enjoy this song.


“Happy” #Kaur

[Verse 1:]

It might seem crazy what I’m about to say
When I work you think I need a break
You come to me with a pity for me on your face
You show me love and want to take me out
With due respect, I must say, baby, I don’t care what you say


Because I’m happy
I love to sit alone in a room and do code like a crazy bull
Because I’m happy
I love to fix the creepy bugs all the time, it makes me feel like king
Because I’m happy
I love zero and one, these helps me to talk to the machines
Because I’m happy
I love me for doing exactly what I wanna do

[Verse 2:]

 You think I always stuck to these black and white screens, yeah
Well, let me tell you, baby, I’m a programmer and this is where I belong, yeah,
I use Linux, it gives me all rights
Can’t use your dead box, I hate its yuck GUI


Because I’m happy
I love to work on a black and white terminal, it makes my life easy
Because I’m happy
I love to use Linux instead of the Windows, it make me feel superior
Because I’m happy
I love to sit alone in a room and do code like a crazy bull
Because I’m happy
I love me for doing exactly what I wanna do


Don’t disturb
I’m just fine
Don’t disturb
I’m flying
I said(let me tell you now)
Don’t disturb
I’m just fine
Don’t disturb
I’m flying


There is that in me—I do not know what it is—but I know it is in me.
Wrench’d and sweaty—calm and cool then my body becomes,
I sleep—I sleep long.
I do not know it—it is without name—it is a word unsaid,
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.
Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it, the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.
Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
It is not chaos or death—it is form, union, plan—it is eternal life—it is

My wish

ਦਿਲ ਕਰੇ ਮੈਂ ਗੂੜੀ ਨੀਂਦ ਹੋ ਜਾਵਾਂ
ਵਿਚ ਨੀਂਦਰੇ ਇਕ ਖੁਆਬ ਸਜਾਵਾਂ
ਓਸ ਖੁਆਬ ਵਿਚ ਬਣਾਂ ਮੈਂ ਪੰਛੀ
ਖੰਬ ਫ਼ੜਕਾਵਾਂ ਤੇ ਬਸ, ਉਡਦੀ ਹੀ ਜਾਵਾਂ

(1 khyaal, bss uin) 😛

O me! so sad, now recur-the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.