A programmer's guide to Decoding Life

The following name has been recurringly coming to my head for the past few weeks and seeing the way my blog has progressed, I think its more apt. So I am officially changing its name from "A programmer's guide to Life, Coding..." to "A programmer's guide to decoding Life".

My computer is really behaving very weirdly. It works when it lies flat on its side. Keeps shutting off when it is in its normal upright position. Bloody weird! So I have decided to keep it in its parallel-to-the-ground position :P

There are quite a few things I do which are a little strange or rather a little "what-the-hell" types. One of them is feeding birds in the morning. It's a result of something that someone had told mom, that I should do for my betterment. I dunno how far that has worked out but I guess feeding animals has never hurt anyone. So every morning I tear a chapatti into small pieces and scatter them outside my window. Initially it was just crows, but over time, the variety of birds have increased to crows, myna, sparrows and an occasional pigeon.

I really don't get much time to observe their feeding habits during weekdays but on weekends I spend sometime watching them. I have noticed that each of them have their own behavioral patterns. As far as noticeable intelligence is concerned, crows are at the top, followed by sparrows and myna. The dumbest of the lot are the pigeons. Stupid to the core. I think they have no brain. They are just stupidity encompassed in feathers that can fly. When you are being chased by a cat or a dog, fly dumass!! Don't run! But they are too stupid to actually figure out when they should fly and when they need to run. Anyways moving on to their behavior. The crows generally pick up the pieces and fly off. At times, they pick up a couple of pieces at one go. I have also noticed them putting the pieces in water at times when the chapatti is a little hard. I was very impressed :). The sparrows are fidgety little fellows. They keep hopping and moving while pecking at the pieces. They don't carry them but eat as much as they can. The mynas seem as if they are panic stricken. They are looking everywhere, pecking, looking again.

But the best part is that none of them try to push the other away. They seem pretty peaceful in each other's company and are not bothered about what the other is getting as long as they get some. Liked their way of life and coexistence with other competitive species :)