Monday, 25 April 2011

0.99999..... = 1

My sister just enlightened me with this 0.999.... is equal to 1

Proof:-

X = 0.999....
10X = 9.999...
10X - X = 9.999.... - 0.999.....
9X = 9
X = 9/9
X=1

therefore 0.999.... = 1

with that, a slight humoured maths joke, for all you geeks,

Q: How many mathematicians does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A: 0.999999....

Architecture Personal Statement

 “There is a field beyond what is right and what is wrong, I will meet you there”, Rumi said. He challenges the notion of being definitive. For me this was a very powerful moment, where my perspective on life and architecture shifted. I left my undergraduate degree thinking I had finally understood architecture. Then leaving my internship in India I realised how naïve I was.  That field Rumi spoke about became a lot clearer.  It was not just about the definitive in and of itself, it also referred to the approach of the definitive action.  For example, to access a space it may be necessary to make a door. Louis Khan gave 2 metres for the opening, whereas Le Corbusier was a little more generous, giving 2.26 metres. Both knew a door was to be made, but each took an alternative method in exploring the transition. Considering this and other thoughts, I began to embrace a culture far different from my own. India.
Optimum is a word I learnt from my time in Sangath. It means, in brief, to bring something to a level where it has the greatest opportunity for growth, which is what we want architecture to do: to grow and breathe. It must be seen as something that will develop as it interacts with the users. We were also taught to look at previous projects from the office, and then take the questions to B.V.Doshi himself. He proved to be a fountain of knowledge and a great mentor to whom I am ever grateful. Along with the aesthetic, I have also understood the more pragmatic side of the architectural world. I was involved in the many challenges of the profession from demanding clients, late hours, building codes and law, and the logic of engineering. Together they brought a fresh perspective to my outlook of architectural design and implementation.
My final project for part one, ‘New Fallujah’, raised issues of social distress and the need for architecture to provide facilities for a new beginning. At some level I thought this was quite a Romantic dream until I saw projects in Vastu-Shilpa. They are trying to bring life back to places destroyed by earthquakes showing architecture can facilitate a new beginning, which takes people out of turmoil and brings them to a felicitous new life. In the future I hope to be involved in other companies that share similar ambitions.
Being an ECB [English Cricket Board] coach I have gained leadership skills, the ability to understand how to handle responsibilities and how to motivate others as well as myself. I was elected year representative and later Islamic Society president. Not only did I work with others to improve the quality of our own education, but I also worked with people from other courses, to help take our university forward. As the president of the ISoc during the terrorism incident at John Moores’, I had to take the responsibility of liaising with the media (CNN, BBC, Guardian and others) as well as keeping relationships between the Muslim community and the university calm and peaceful. This proved to be a testing time, but one that also proved to be fruitful for my social education.
I believe London Metropolitan is the optimum place for my architectural development. A fifty percent design based course is ideal for enhancing my design abilities in a vibrant city. In addition, the descriptions of the modules [‘The Problem of Irony’ and ‘Forgetting Air’ in particular] present challenges I look forward to tackling and believe will allow me to continue my journey through the vast ocean of architecture. Furthermore, I am more than capable of representing the school in terms of quality and tradition through my experience and character. From the University’s inherent drive to educate, I also believe that knowledge and the desire for it are never lost, only the student must make knowledge the means to a great change, which is what I trust this institution will ultimately provide.

Sunday, 24 April 2011

So It Begins

Its that time of year, Easter. When we suddenly realise, "crap we have exams soon!!! i finish soon!!!!" and you rush to your books and begin to crack on in the holidays. Therefore the Easter holidays really become an Easter prison sentence. locked away in rooms all around the world.

HOWEVER, with the invention of the internet. locking the room is just a ritualistic act. the moment we turn on the computer or keep our mobile phones near by. we have opened up far larger door ways. so we risist and we plough through the work. page after page, book after book. its a long journey! one that will make you go slightly mental. get bored for hours on end and make people neat freaks. tidying their rooms to distract them. or become religious. in the end. its all a bunch of craziness.

but, for me. as i sit far away from the chaos for once. i can only enjoy the freedom of that stress. knowing i may return to it one day. so for all those of you struggling along that difficult path strengthen your resolve with stories of people who have achieved great things. and know that with hard work, you too can achieve. also remember,.... how ironic, i forgot what i was going to say. got distracted. hmmm oh well i guess thats the end of my thought. if i remember i'll post a part two haha. peace.

Saturday, 23 April 2011

The last words of Spartacus

 
The last words of Spartacus – by Amal donkol (1940-1983). He was a rebel and was was taken as a political prisoner many times in the 60s for his views, and was let out by Sadat in the mid 70s. He died of cancer at the age of 43.



Glory to Lucifer ... worshiped by the wind
Who said No to the face of those who said Yes
Who taught Man to tear down the evanescence
Who said No … so he did not die
And remained a soul eternally in pain


I am hanging from the morning gallows
My forehead is bowing to death
Because it did not bow while I was living
O’ brothers and sisters passing through the main square with your heads bent low
Gliding towards the end of evening hours, down ‘Alexander the Great avenue’*
Do not be ashamed
Do not be ashamed and raise your eyes toward me
Because you are hanging there beside me
Hanging next to me on Caesar’s gallows
Raise your eyes to me
For maybe if you do, and your eyes meet the death in my eyes
The extinction within me might smile
Because you raised your heads up if only once

Sisyphus

The rock is no longer on his shoulders
It is now carried by those who are born in the dorms of the slaves
While the sea
The sea is like the desert, does not quench the thirst
For only tears quench the thirst of those who dare to say No
So raise your eyes up to the hanging rebel
For you will end up like him tomorrow
And kiss your wives
Kiss your wives right here in the middle of the road
For tomorrow it is in this very place that you will perish
Bowing is bitter
And the spider on the necks of men is knitting their fall
So kiss your wives
For I have not kissed mine goodbye
And if you see my child whom I left behind in her arms
Missing an arm
Teach him to bow
Teach him to bow
God did not forgive Lucifer when he said No
And the gentle hearted and the kind are the ones destined to inherit the earth at the end
Because they do not get hanged
So teach him to bow
There is no escape
And do not dream of a world full of happiness
For after every Caesar that dies
Is born another Caesar
And behind every rebel that dies
Is pointless sadness and wasted tears

Salalah Beach




House of Sahibul Mirbat: Muhammad Bin Ali


mausoleum of Sahibul Mirbat: Muhammad Bin Ali





Saturday, 16 April 2011

Prezi

My uncle just introduced me to a new software, Prezi. Power Point had its limitations and Prezi has gone out to correct them. turn the limited canvas into unlimited space for a more flexible presentation. and some features. check it out.

http://www.prezi.com/

Thursday, 14 April 2011

Gentlemen's Club, The Omani Way

Quote

I am the punishment from God. If you had not commited great sins. God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you.
                                   
                                           Genghis Khan

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Mirror

you know, i have come to Oman and a lot things have been imported from India, in terms of people and habbits, not just products. when you go to Saudi or the UAE you see the same. in England we have definatley had a lot of Indian influence. come on the "curry" has become a national food. i assume this trend is seen across a lot of countries. in Oman i seem to see just as many Indians as Omanies.
Now, before i left India the news broke that India's population was now 1.2 Billion. i wonder if the population of Indian's outside of India matches that figure. honestly i would not be surprised if it did. can anyone find out? lets see if the inside population mirrors the outside.....

Friday, 8 April 2011

@ Sheikh Samir's House In Uniform


Oman

First i should extend a public thank you to all those in India. for being part of an amazing experience. as the T-shirt i wore towards the end said 'A World Without Strangers' and thats what it felt like. no matter who came, they were always like family. may we meet again soon people! hope your still carrying on the crazy times :) 

anyway, got to Oman safe. its always nice to meet family. thinking of what trip to take next. its looking like Kenya, apparently there is a boat that leaves from Muscat. so i need to investigate this further. 

oh and before i forget, the culture shock from India to Oman was VERY big. i think i'm still feeling it now.