The Old Astronomer

Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, — I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then till now.

Pray, remember, that I leave you all my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data, for your adding as is meet;
And remember, men will scorn it, ’tis original and true,
And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learnt the worth of scorn;
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn;
What, for us, are all distractions of men’s fellowship and smiles?
What, for us, the goddess Pleasure, with her meretricious wiles?

You may tell that German college that their honour comes too late.
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly savant’s fate;
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too truly to be fearful of the night.

What, my boy, you are not weeping? You should save your eyes for sight;
You will need them, mine observer, yet for many another night.
I leave none but you, my pupil, unto whom my plans are known.
You “have none but me,” you murmur, and I “leave you quite alone”?

Well then, kiss me, — since my mother left her blessing on my brow,
There has been a something wanting in my nature until now;
I can dimly comprehend it, — that I might have been more kind,
Might have cherished you more wisely, as the one I leave behind.

I “have never failed in kindness”? No, we lived too high for strife, —
Calmest coldness was the error which has crept into our life;
But your spirit is untainted, I can dedicate you still
To the service of our science: you will further it? you will!

There are certain calculations I should like to make with you,
To be sure that your deductions will be logical and true;
And remember, “Patience, Patience,” is the watchword of a sage,
Not to-day nor yet to-morrow can complete a perfect age.

I have sworn, like Tycho Brahe, that a greater man may reap;
But if none should do my reaping, ’twill disturb me in my sleep.
So be careful and be faithful, though, like me, you leave no name;
See, my boy, that nothing turn you to the mere pursuit of fame.

I must say Good-bye, my pupil, for I cannot longer speak;
Draw the curtain back for Venus, ere my vision grows too weak:
It is strange the pearly planet should look red as fiery Mars, —
God will mercifully guide me on my way amongst the stars.

— Sarah Williams
(Published 1868)


La Fin..


The Eagle Has Landed.. :)


The Big Picture
Landing sites and the LRO Tribute
See Monkey Do

What a Wow..

Potru.. Free..

The Greatest Guitarist In The World..



We sneaked backstage before Motherjane were gonna perform and we saw him. Jagan, Vishal and me stopped in shock and awe as we saw the greatest otha omalest guitarist in the world !!!

I was like otha and went in and asked for a photo and yeah make all the fun you want, that’s the ‘is this even fucking happening??!!??’ look that I have..

I actually shook hands with BAIJU man.. otha..


I mean.. Otha..

Amidst rituals of living
We surrender to the beyond
Crossover worshippers swaying
to the hypnotic colors of sound
You’re not here in body
Yet your songs with us remain
Like waves that will not weary
To claim these shores again
Blessed travelers from the fields of sound
You’ve roamed the paradise of the musical legion
Pushing boundaries from the eye of the storm
Baptizing with melody, the sweetest religion




Beautiful Images.
Beautiful Art.
Beautiful Music.
Beautiful Camerawork.
Beautiful Narration.
Beautiful Documentary.


I managed to see the Hubble Space Telescope just over an hour ago!! :).

Amazing!! I had two people with me this time and they can pretty much confirm that I was not hallucinating!!

I saw the HST man, the greatest Telescope ever built :). w00t.. 🙂


free 🙂

PS – I also managed to spot another satellite that was moving from north to south a few mins after Hubble disappeared but strangely it is not listed at heavens-above!! Anyway it takes the tally of satellites spotted by me to 3, in 3 days. Now that is awesome gethuness!! 🙂



Does anyone read my blog?

Where do all the hits come from?

Why would anyone care about what I think?

Some wise floo once said, Opinions are like socks, everyone has got a pair and they smell;
And I know what I think is all nonsense and it doesn’t matter at all.

Why do I still bother writing about stuff?

Free.. Ultimate Worst Mokka Floos We Humans Are..

That is what makes us Gethu..




I dream of a better tomorrow… where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.

Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco

“Kick, Push II”

Look at what we did, came a long way from Dirty Ghetto Kids (Uh, yeah)
Look at what we did, came a long way from Dirty Ghetto Kids (Yeah)
You know what it is (Haha, uh, uh, come on)
When the cops didn’t find him for grindin’ though
They kinda blew the vibe, figured it was time to go
Plus, he had to at home a long time ago
And he had made like ten dollars off the sign he wrote
It read: “A little hungry, and need a little money, it’s for my little sister, and her little tummy.”
Wasn’t lyin’ though didn’t go buy hydro
Went to the restaurant and bought two gyros
‘Cause he knew they wasn’t cooking where he lived
Da-kook-akook-akook’s now took him to the crib
A little hurt from the rail he took into the ribs
Right bast the pushers who couldn’t underdig
“What’s the use of pushin’ if you ain’t pushin’ none of this”
If i kick with y’all I’m just pushin’ for a bit
But, what was on his mind had pushed him to the lid
They best customer wasn’t cooking for a kid
Yes sir

So he kick, push
Over his shoulders he swore he’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
And so he kick, push
Over his shoulders he swore he’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah)

You see his mom was a crackhead and his father couldn’t be contacted
He lived with being different, was combated
Amongst the other things on his young, black head
And see, his girl was a white girl
But, just cause she was white, see her life wasn’t light-world
She, too had the drama thick
Had a daddy and a momma, but her daddy used to momma hit
Daddy caught something, chasing fatties made her momma sick
Couldn’t afford the medicine, pimped it to the pharmacist
As suicidal feelings would rise, switch over to transitions, helped her conquer it
Pays for her momma’s pills with a sponsership
A cell phone bill and a Honda kit Uh-huh
And that’s why she skates with him
Someone to feel her pain and her place to be

That’s why, that’s why, that’s why she kick, push
Over her shoulders she swore she’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
That’s why she kick, push
Over his shoulders she swore she’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah)

A traveling band of misfits and outcasts
Knock their heads from Misfits to Outkast
A lot of scars, they did this without pads
A lot of hearts, who did this without dads
One’s father was fithy rich, two was middle class, and one was homeless
Add in a paralyzed girl in a wheelchair who just liked to watch it, that was the whole clique
I think about it everytime I see this old flick
That was taken in the park, in front of this old bench
They wrote on the back, “You thank for push, kick, hope you make a video, the beat is so sick.”
Well, I did, I hope you seen it It’s on MTV, Soundtrakk’s a genius
Love from Tony Hawk, beat from the Ice Creamer’s
Before we out it out had to pay the fillipinas
Just to show ’em how…

You kick, push
Over your shoulders you swore you’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (Yeah, uh)
That’s why you kick, push
Over your shoulders you swore you’d never look
‘Cause wasn’t nothin’ back there but the blackness
Life wasn’t too attractive (yeah)

Lupe Fiasco is right up there with the best..
Lupe Fiasco the makes the shitty rappers look even more pathetic..
Lupe Fiasco is absolutely amazing..
Lupe Fiasco is the man..
Lupe Fiasco raps about the stuff that matter..
Lupe Fiasco is God..
Lupe Fiasco is free..


“American Terrorist”

Close your mind
close your eyes
see with your heart
how do you forgive the murderer of your father?
the ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr

we came through the storm nooses on our necks
and a smallpox blanket to keep us warm
on a 747 on the pentagon lawn
wake up the alarm clock is connected to a bomb
anthrax lab on a w. Virginia farm
shorty ain’t learned to walk already heavily armed
civilians and little children is especially harmed
camouflaged Torahs, Bibles and glorious qurans
the books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there
have become misinterpreted, reasons for warfare
we read ’em with blind eyes I guarantee you there’s more there
the rich must be blind because they didn’t see the poor there
need to open up a park, just close 10 schools
we don’t need ’em
can you please call the fire department they’re down here marching for freedom
burn down their TV’s, turn their TV’s on to teach ’em

The more money that they make
the more money that they make
the better and better they live
whatever they wanna take
whatever they wanna take
whatever whatever it is
the more that you wanna learn
the more that you try to learn
the better and better it gets
American Terrorist

now the poor klu klux man see that we’re all brothers not because things are the same because we lack the same
color that’s green, now that’s mean
cant burn his cross cause he can’t afford the gasoline
now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus
with the seconds running give you the jitters?
just imagine an American-based Christian organization planning to poison water supplies to bring the second-coming quicker
nigga they ain’t living properly
break ’em off a little democracy
turn their whole culture to a mockery
give ’em Coca-Cola for their property
give ’em gum, give ’em guns, get ’em young, give ’em fun
if they ain’t giving it up, then they ain’t getting none and don’t give ’em all naw, man, just give ’em some its
the paper, some of these cops must be al-qaeda

It’s like
don’t give the black man food, give red man liquor
red man fool, black man nigga
give yellow man tool, make him railroad boulder
also give him pan, make him pull gold from river give black man crack, glocks and things, give red man
craps, slot machines…

Terror Man.. Free.. And Matthew Santos Can Sing!! Gethu Floo..

Heavens Above

Satellite Starts Max. Altitude Ends

Name Mag Time Alt. Az. Time Alt. Az. Time Alt. Az.

Cosmos 1980 Rocket 3.5 19:11:46 10° N 19:17:22 61° ENE 19:22:57 10° SSE

I just fucking saw it by pure accident while playing basketball in an unlit ground ( and in the rain 😀 ).

Whatey Lovely.. Omale OC.. 🙂

After all the hours spent stargazing, finally I’ve spotted something that is man made, orbits the earth and visible to the naked eye, and I wasn’t even trying :). Go Beat That :)!!

Omale Rangest!!

Free 🙂

Cosmos 1980 Rocket- Information

USSPACECOM Catalog No.: 19650
International Designation Code: 1988-102-B

Satellite Details
Orbit: 829 x 852 km, 71.0°
Category: Rocket Body
Intrinsic brightness (Mag): 3.9 (at 1000km distance, 50% illuminated)
Maximum brightness (Mag): 3.1 (at perigee, 100% illuminated)

Date (UTC): November 24, 1988

Thank You Chris Peat @ Heavens-Above . You Absolutely Rock Man..

I wish they include all the satellites in Stellarium, that would make it the best software ever created.. Free..

Holidays, Work, Vettiness… Free…

I’ve had absolutely no time to blog at all, largely due to my exams; the
toughest and the osi-est till date with last minute slogging getting me
through again. Worstu. Gethu. Free. But as soon as I was like free once the
exams were over, I’m now stuck with this project at IIT on which I’m supposed to
work from 9 to 6 everyday, 9 to 6!?! It is just not possible man, not even close
to being possible! Free.. But thankfully there’s nobody to supervise me so the usual
vettiness and bunking ensures :).

Anyway it is fucking awful when all your friends are vetti and enjoying while you
are stuck with something you don’t wanna be a part of. The worst part is,
people talk of getting the shit bored out of them during the holidays with
nothing to do. Oh how I wish I had all their free time!!? I had so much
planned for my holidays, all of which I will have to postpone now. Worstu. Free.

I am so pissed off that the next person who’s totally vetti tells me he’s
bored as a result of having nothing to do, is gonna get punched in his face!
For free’s sake start enjoying the vetti times because well there’s nothing
more awesome than being vetti, and let me asssure you the vetti times are not
here to stay. The age of vettiness will eventually pass and we are going to miss it
like hell. I guess everyone has their own interests and passions, the stuff
that they love doing and for people in my age group this is probably the only
time in life where we can indulge in the things that we love and have an
absolutely awesome time!

Younger = Less Independence, Little Cohesiveness of Thought. Worstu.
Older = Work, Stupid Work, More Work, No Time, More Resposibilities. Worstestu.
Now = The Perfect Time to whatever you have ever wanted to do. Gethu.

I cannot put it more clearer than that.

I just hope people realise that college times is kinda the golden era of our
lives; agreed college and classes suck but work is like pathetic, specially
when you are going to work just for the money with no interest or passion for
what you are doing which is what most people invariable end up with!! So for
free’s sake, stop complaining that you have nothing to do; Think of something
that is fun and interesting and have fun. Worstu Floos..



Knowing the people who read my blog, I am sure most of you guys after reading
this will be like ” Free..”. Free.. And when eventually I get a message from
someone ” Machan, worstu vetti.. Boring… What plans? ” There’s just nothing
like replying with a “Vetti.. Free..”


I can say with a big smile on my face that I’ve not felt bored for a really long time now. I guess it’s all about having a lot of interests and being passionate about them and doing the things that you love most of the time. Of course Boredom is a part of life but it has become so small and insignificant that it’s almost non-existent these days for me. I recently stumbled upon a friend who said that we’ve tried and have done everything that we can possibly do and there’s nothing left in this world that is exciting. I couldn’t disagree with him more. Free floos! Free.. And why is it that as I get older, I see more and more guys desperately looking for a girlfriend, purely for timepass and kadalai.What desparations and mana varuthams!! Worstu Kadala Floos! Free..