I love my wife

I like to meet people. That is not to say that I like to make a lot of friends, but I like to meet new people, have a chat, and if possible stay associated.

A self proclaimed loner that I am, this may seem to be a bit off the usual loner-ish behavior, but it's not company that I seek when I meet people. Rather I am looking for patterns and trying to fit people into boxes of personalities. Stereotyping, basically! :)

Mother Teresa had said that "If you judge people, you won't have time to love them", and rightly so. It works out for me since I certainly don't wish to fall in love which is why I take the easier (and left over) option of judging them.

Most of my friends are married and those that aren't are well on their way of giving into a life of commitment (and repentance). Interacting with those that are married gives my learning algorithms additional data and thus its able to predict better matches. The clustering and machine learning goes on and on and I keep regrouping them into "personality-boxes".

One such category is "I love my wife"-types.

They can't wait to tell people around them how much they love their wife and that how she means the world to them; how marriage was the best thing that happened to them and some such.These are also the guys who seem to be the foremost proponents of the institution of marriage.

If girls were to wish for the perfect husband the "I love my wife"-types would be the answer to their prayers, or so it would seem until you either had a really frank chat with a wife or had exceptional people reading skills like I do.

Most guys in the above group eventually come across as being very self centered, self-loving and dominating. The only people they actually love and care about are themselves.
Which is why they spent a good deal of time in finding and marrying a timid girl who would not interfere with their romance with themselves. The girl puts up with everything the guys have to dole which is why he loves her so much in the first place. The girl goes out when he wants to, dresses up the way he wants to and so on. The more she does according to what he wants, the more his expressions of love

His love knows no limits when the girl is also able to put up with his parents. When he means to say "she does not complaint about my parents!" you would most likely hear "we were made for each other. I love my wife."

.... to be continued.

Syncing with evolution

I had been working on project Phoenix since the days of its inception, which was more than a year ago.
It was indeed dear to me, so much, that I could not get myself to leaving it and join another organization, 5 months back.
The project has come a long way since then, and has 11 developers working on it, full time, including me.
Once the base that I was building was finished, the time came to get the others moving.
At this point I was offered role in a team that would comprise of team leads of various platforms and the manager. The aim of the team was to "design" the project from this point on.

I was a developer, not a lead, and it would have been an honor to be a part of this 'team-0-leads'.
Now, I must admit that I am blowing this whole thing out of proportion, since there is nothing so formal here. Everyone is involved at all points during a project.

After the prompt refusal to be in the team, I asked myself "Why did I not want to part of the design team?" Was it because I was afraid of becoming an outcast? No way.
Was it because I was not sure of being a contributing member of the team? No. I think I am smarter than most of them!! he he he!

Then what was it?

The refusal happened because I was not done doing something yet. Was not syncing with evolution.

It had been like this for me - I saw this girl, I was infatuated by her. That crazed feeling transformed into love. I was ready to start having a relationship. (Not to mention, all this happened in 2 days!!)
I wooed her. She took her time and finally gave in. We were in a relationship.
NO, the next step was not getting married. I was kicked on my butt!!.

Nevertheless, there was evolution here.

So basically I was thinking to myself, why did I refuse the to be part of the group. And the answer came one morning when I was downloading what I had uploaded the previous night.

It was because I wanted to continue coding and be closer to the machine rather than a notepad to take down the minutes of the meeting.

So there you have it, I was syncing with evolution.