The noiseless shipyard

I had spent a good portion of my last semester break as an Engineering Implant Trainee at Cochin Shipyard Ltd. during the month of January this year.

So, on a particular day, when I was done with the training at the shipbuilding department's dock, I was moving back to the training institute to sign and submit my safety helmet back. This training institute is actually more than a kilometre away from the building dock inside the yard compound. I had given my full that day and was so tired and some rest was indispensable.  

You won’t find seats anywhere because it’s not a place to sit and enjoy. Everybody is busy, it's an industry where each second has its worth. ! On the way to training institute, near the last avenue, there was a tree and a concrete block kept near the steel stockyard. Cochin Shipyard has got a long road that lie straight from Ravipuram to Thevara inside the yard compound.

I went and sat underneath the tree.

Since I had an exposure to the CSL way of life of an intern inside and I understood that the only option to spend time after you're done with the training is to go and sit somewhere without getting noticed (of course in a permitted area). I found this place as very peaceful, there is no continuous operations of gantry cranes etc. Only thing that I required to fear was bird droppings. I think even birds drop only in peaceful places inside the yard. I never saw bird droppings anywhere else.

Once I was there, a person with wheatish complexion, aged like fifty something came and sat on my right side. His face looked very serious and resembled like one among the CSL workers wearing navy blue workshop khakis and shirt. He had a very good physique. Gone are days when shipbuilding was always a macho man job. But, still it isn’t hard to find such people at CSL.

I just thought of initiating a conversation with him.

I simply threw a "hello" and there was no response from him.

I again yelled “brother" in Malayalam. Still, there was no response from him, he was like he is the iron-man of the shipyard, and no one should talk to him.

After five seconds, he gave a sharp look to me like questing what I am doing there. 

Well, I decided not to engage in initiating any further talk with him as I am an outsider. 

We sat like that for around 2-3 minutes. I was like a dumbstruck fool getting stranger-zoned by an old man.

I saw another person coming ahead to us through Main Avenue in CSL workers uniform. Unlike the already met person, he wasn't as serious as him, also he didn't possess a strong physique like the former person.

Unlike our iron-man, this man gave a smile upon seeing me. I thought he was there to ask something to his colleague.

But, he waved his hands saying 'hello'. 

Wow! I realized that all CSL people do not behave ideally the same during evenings.

He started showing something with his fingers. I didn't feel good as I was resting after a tired day and the old man is puzzling me. I was at the wrong place with wrong people, my mind said.

Then he started showing something with his hands and fingers to our iron-man. 

Ouch! Then only I realized that two of them near me right then were dumb and deaf. They just see me. That's all and they are working in a heavy industry. 

Many thoughts came into my mind then. 

‘What are they doing with their deficiencies there? How do they adjust there? How do they even hear the alarms in case of any emergencies? '

I felt great of them. The mammoth ships that you see floating and sailing way from CSL are the product of their sweat too ,in one way or other, it's a rough scene out there and it's a heavily rugged industry. It's that cool you find people like them in such an industry. May be they do small jobs, but they are also part of the shipyard. They have their own contributions to The Cochin Shipyard Limited. It's their Shipyard too. Initially, what I had felt about them was sympathy, but on a second thought, I understood that they are not just one among people with disabilities, but someone having their share of contribution to his bread & butter company and thereby to the nation.

Then, both of them started talking in their own sign language pointing me at regular intervals. 

'Did I do something wrong?’ I thought myself.

Then, the last arrived man came to me. I made move to raise, but he didn't allow. He came near me and asked something.

I felt like he was asking; what I was doing there.

I then thought of how to make him understand that I was there for internship.

But, I was lucky enough. He himself was trying to make clarification of something.

He started showing some representations using his fingers and I understood nothing, after lot of wasted efforts, he came and sat near me, showed me his left palm, pointed out his right hand's index finger and started drawing something.

It went as 'E ... N ... G ... I ... N .... . . . ..

‘Engineer!'  I yelled, that's it. . He looked at my mouth's action and he too understood.

Then, his eyebrows and cheeks bulged inwards and his face expression was like he envied engineers very much. He closed all his fingers and pointed two thumbs up at me. 

Let me tell you the truth ,for the past 3 years since I have signed up for engineering ,nobody has given me such value ,I hope the same applies to almost more than 90 % among us.

That one experience made me realize that the value of engineers has not faded everywhere and still many people regard so much about engineers. Anyway he was not bluffing up, because he was so innocent to bluff.

The workers their value engineers so much, they are their bosses! I thought of how people outside consider lakhs of engineers passing out each year. But, there are instances like these when we, this generation engineers in the making get such notices.

I know many studying in various engineering colleges without investing any effort in making up with the course. I felt that each of them should have experiences like this to understand the value of what they are up-to.

Then, he took my college ID card and he started reading it. He made the point that I was a 'naval architect' too from my ID card. He reads and understands English too. It's a shipyard and many know who's a naval architect. Anyway, it isn’t same outside.

Somehow, after all these interactions between us, our iron-man somehow managed to give me a smile, anyway my feeling about him had changed entirely.

Days passed and I understood that the man who interacted with me was a gardener there and he was doing his share of duty to keep up the CSL greenness in the same way. Whenever he saw me, he would wave his hands and I too. When I left CSL after the completion of my tenure, I went and somehow bid good-bye and he took initiative to give me a shake hand. I will never forget him.

Despite having his own difficulties, he works there, there might be many others like him there. But it's great that especially able people like him work in such industries.

A few days out there, I too had started feeling 'the Cochin Shipyard spirit’. May be there are strikes in Public sector industries in India, but a good portion of them really have the ‘josh’ or the indomitable spirit. That's something that needs to be noted first. When you leave CSL, there’s a slogan at the main gate ‘Have I given my shipyard the best today ? Shipbuilding is a pain of thousands, but a pain that is a pain of passion, when you see your final floating beauty sailing away, the pride that you get is something special.

It's a jagged atmosphere inside a shipyard. Shipbuilding is a very labour intensive industry. People do the tough job of fighting with metals in a plethora of activities using state of the art cutting edge technology. People working in shipyards face lot of pollution and results in other health issues. Many becomes ill due to different kinds of illness. Many are exposed to intense lighting in welding, many has black lungs and problems are many. But still, they do it!

I miss Cochin Shipyard ,it's Sanctum Santorum: the docks ,the quays ,the massive gantry cranes ,the aircraft carrier for Indian navy ,FPVs for Indian Coast guard ,the dredgers and above all : the officers ,the trainees and the workers of the shipyard whom I had spent lot of time interacting and with whom I had made good friendship.

My childhood: The seas, the woods and to naval architecture

I was born as the first child of my parents. As time has flown away, I still remember my childhood, in fact I am lucky enough to have such an overwhelming time in my life.

Since my father is merchant navy officer , I along with my mom was taken along with him on many voyages across the globe. Henceforth, I’ve been fortunate enough to sail through all the oceans before I turned five, I was luckier enough to have crossed the Panama Canal thrice and to have crossed the international time line many times. I sailed on Indian flagged vessels and foreign flagged vessels after my father had quit from Shipping Corporation of India.

I still recall my golden days when I was on these merchant vessels: I used to sit and look through the window of our cabin and look out only to see the limitless ocean spread across. I remember that, when we were sailing, I used to ask my mom and dad, for how many days we had to sail to reach the next port. In fact, I was taught on how to study the calendar at a very tender age so that I could count the number of days, I needed to sail more to reach the next port. When the sea gets rough, it was pucker time for me. I used to spend most of the time near the wash basin as I used to vomit very frequently as the ship keeps on rolling in rough seas.

I remember my father had kept a screwdriver near the wash basin so that I could use that and push through the holes of the basin whenever the pipe gets congested and blocked as the ship keeps on rolling. Once, during a small voyage, a bird had made a stand at the bridge and I made sure that I pay a visit to it with mom at least 4 times a day whenever possible. I also remember that it was one of the deck cadet’s duty to clean when it poops. Even after around 14-16 years, I remember the expression of his face when he was doing that. In between, I am of his age then now, in between he is a captain now and in the meantime, I am a naval architect in the making.


I believe that this is turning point of the life and I’ve signed up for the bread and butter course of my life.
A naval architect is a professional engineer who is competent in naval architecture, but that will be a lesser better definition to short him with. He make small boats, yachts, ketches, huge liners and of course gigantic VLCCs and FLNGs. He only knows how to make ‘her’ sexier by putting up good curves on her ‘hull’ and by placing protrusions like bulbous bows on her beautifully crafted body.
His unseen creativity work behinds those beautiful and gigantic floating bodies. He is man with multi-skills. He only lays down all his skills in all branches of engineering in his work very unlikely to all other engineers.

Theories explain how sea waves offers resistance to ships propelling forward, how rough seas change the propulsion requirements etc. Now, I am taught and exposed to everything mathematically, more than a decade before ,I had never thought about the existence of those principles.
I actually feel crazy enough to have experienced it in real life since childhood. All through these years, I thought of that incident of losing one academic year as a heck of a thing. It’s only now, I am realizing how good it was to experience all those rolling and pitching at sea and keep on vomiting holding a screw driver.

Now , my professor comes and describes such motions using Greek symbols and second order partial differential equations. Sometimes I feel that vomiting at sea was much better. But ,at the end of all those difficulties ,I hope forward to see a new horizon rising.
I believe that very few naval architects has got such opportunities in childhood so far. Only for now, I've started thinking in the perspective of a naval architect ,the thought process of the naval architects who designed those ships had gone ahead. In the mean time ,I understand how complex the subject is and that too only when I/you try to learn.
I hope you get the point.
Now , my professor comes and describes such motions using Greek symbols and second order partial differential equations. Sometimes I feel that vomiting at sea was much better. But ,at the end of all those difficulties ,I hope forward to see a new horizon rising.
I believe that very few naval architects has got such opportunities in childhood so far. Only for now, I've started thinking in the perspective of a naval architect ,the thought process of the naval architects who designed those ships had gone ahead. In the mean time ,I understand how complex the subject is and that too only when I/you try to learn.

I hope you get the point.

The last time I sailed was long back in the year 1999, it was a reefer vessel: MV Eastern Express. I was a kid then, around the age of four. I missed few months of class at my kindergarten school for the last time I had sailed. Later, the school authorities were reluctant to admit me to class and I was staying in a rural area by that time, which then lacked good schools. So , I had to sign up for the same class next year and I had always considered it as one of my misfortunes to have lost that academic year till a recent time and aftermath which is not considered so now.

When I was onboard, I remember I saw my father getting busy always once some of the machinery breakdown , I have seen him and his men working continuously for hours ,sometimes even without taking a night’s sleep : so is what his job demands and so was his dedication . I saw my father and his men working with the world’s best diesel engines with tens of thousands of billion horse powers. I never knew how complex and cutting edge thing that was then. I grew up watching all these, I've been to different countries in my childhood, and I've observed how things happen there, even though I was out there only for some hours. I grew up seeing how things are managed since very young. All these were not sorted out then or I never had the maturity to understand all of that by then.

Later, as time has passed by, I felt the significance of being having exposed to all that. All these happened in the past millennium and it has been around 16 years since then. I along with my mom had signed off from the last ship I had sailed back in 1999 at Auckland and flew back to Kochi via Mumbai. Kochi never had an international airport then.

At that time, we stayed with my grandparents at my native place which is basically a rural area. I used to roam around the woods, the grounds, the rubber plantations, the paddy fields; there was a dog in family that would accompany me. My grandfather had taught me to swim, initially I was frightened towards the water and I believed that some snake or fish would come underwater and sting me. My phobia about snakes is mentioned in a former post. I used floating buoys, coconuts and cans tied together and at last I realised that all these will help you only to float and as long as I simply remaining floating I am not going to make it. Anyway that was the first lesson of my life on the laws of floatation when I look back presently in a naval architect’s perspective. So, one fine day, I tried being adventurous and jumped into water and I realised that I was not high enough to put my feet down on the waterbed. So, eventually some workers in the nearby paddy fields came and rescued me. So awesome were those days that I badly miss it. Later, we moved onto town and got settled at town area and I had a brother later. At school, I remember that initially I was a shy and silent kid during junior classes which went onto change later as I went across through higher classes. Of course, the credit goes to some of the special teachers who has taught me then. I remember that I used to badly miss my father when he was set on to sail.

After schooling, I joined for engineering, which I always wanted to. I choose Naval Architecture.

It was perhaps when Noah’s ark happened, the term ‘naval architect’ was overheard for the first time. The greed and hunger for man for innovations, adventure and of course: ‘wealth’ made him to move across seas. Then, there was this man whose thought process worked in better and better ways which made better and better ships and that man is called as a Naval Architect.

Lesser people know the efforts made by him and his gang of men working day and night to put such huge structures in water : kilometres of welding ,wiring ,tons of steel used , the principles and paradoxes involved in his thought process and of course : his dedication , all pinned up and brought together right from the scratch.

But, how and why did I choose to be a naval architect? Is it because I was exposed to the world of ships and seas at childhood? Is it because, my father is in shipping and I am most certain of securing a job after I am done with my course. No! My father had never insisted me to follow him or I never joined this course, just because my father is in shipping. Is it because of a good pay factor considered? No! All I’ve got to tell about is a passion, a drive towards what my sole, and my heart points towards. I’ve got friends who are crazy about automobiles. I know people who is so damn crazy about movies, I even know a guy who has memorized the digits of the box-office value of world’s 100 best run movies yet. In fact, he is an encyclopedia of films. Had I not been signed up for being a naval architect, I would have signed up to become a marine engineer.

I had mentioned that when I was a kid, I was exposed to ships and oceans. It’s actually now that's benefiting me. When we are taught new terms and theories as per curriculum , I feet so excited because, I was actually exposed to such terms in my childhood. We were given lectures about the FFA and LSA on board ships, which I remember to have been exposed to during weekly drills when I was aboard. Now I am exposed to subjects like resistance, propulsion, sea-keeping ,motions ,structural design etc. Learning to design makes it feel cool. 

My view on kiss of love at marine drive ,Kochi

My view on kiss of love.
I will make it point-wise so that it's easy to note.

1. I don't instantly join with the so-called moral policing. There is no point in bringing some discipline under force to a society. Act nicely.I accept that there must be some kind of morality. So , firstly , somebody define what's morality. Hope you guys get what I mean by .
The movement has got of pre-campaigns : Facebook , whatsapp messages etc. So , people who was waiting for events got their hunger down. This was initially some kind of fun. But , that doesn't mean that I support this kiss of love programme straightaway.I don't understand why many people share kiss of love stats so frantically . I haven't even seen some football fans in a this kind of violent stages even during ‪the world cup .


2. I don't think that kiss of Love as a method of expression of frustration is that kind of a big deal.

3. If the plan was to give the society a message , I would say that's a non-sense. If you have to knock some unnecessary beliefs down , join hands and go together in a better way to eliminate such bad elements . Once you're done , you may do whatever necessary.

4 . Do you guys expect some notable people whom the society respects will come down and kiss there ?
NO !
This will affect them , even if they come there to kiss up ,they will find some kind of safeguarding.

5. Do you guys expect this incident to happen in an Arab country like Saudi Arabia ? You can expect what will be the consequences . Here the people think , they can easily come out of any problems.

6. And finally , I don't understand what is actually trying to be brought down by this mass kissing . I believe that a kiss itself has a great value. So , don't destroy the power of affection or whatever is done through kiss.

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Jish..

On the passage of one great year at an Engineering College

It isn't unusual for me to start blaming the system and start a past , as a way of keeping that style of mine, let me begin with. The title itself will reveal about what I am gonna scribble up in this post.

1). Rules are supposed to be broken.
I don't know who the hell yelled this thing out. I'd never mind smashing his cheek if I find him. This statement will look better if its about "changing the rules". Broken rules gave broken memories too ,in the first year.

2). Submit all the assignments before deadline.
Do this and you're gonna get screwed by batchmates .

Don't do this ,you're still screwed by the faculties. Internals matter. !

Submission deadlines are always supposed to be extended.

3). Shortage of girls.
This a very big problem , for those who needs to feel the presence of X-Chromosome in the classroom. We do have this problem in our classroom , which I don't care about or which I had rectified by finding someone else outside.
Lets not discuss about that. That's better.

4). The lab assistants, drivers and the watchmen are one of the most respected people. I believe I don't need to give an explanation for the same.

5). The HOD is the person most feared name.
This needs and excemption. He is one of the most nicest and friendliest person I've ever come across.

6). There is an option called "supplementary" or the so-called supply.
Common guys ,drop a subject in first year and get screwed for upcoming semesters. I am looking forward whether I am gonna have one of them .

7). There is always a lecturer in the college who cant speak proper "english". After all ,this is India.

8). Friend in need is a guy who can provide you with the xeroxed notes of all subjects.

9). Music is the most important refreshing tool to crack the bloody exams.

10). All the time ,you will be in arguement with students of other branches claiming their branch is the best.

11). The most important tool..the nuclear weapon is the "bit" in which the words can be understood only
by the person who wrote them (most of them which were caught during the exam were proven to enhance the capabilities of a faculty in breaking cyphers).

12). The freshers are the most sought after..be it in the canteen,the "free" periods or for completing the records,assignments.

13). Ragging ;
The highest sort of injustice in a college ,some people think it's do necessary for imbibing a better attitude t o face up challenges ,I don't actually join with this.

14). Engineering Mechanics : The Father of the mother of all Engineering subjects. Amen !

15). The second years are the ones who feel like being the don of the college ,they feel like having the heriditary power being transferred to them . Screw the thought !
The third years are the ones with the "so-many-backlogs" feeling and the poor souls get down to studying after bossing around in the college for so long. But the fun still continues. I had to mess with one of them. (First , he came forward. )

16). The fourth years have thick connection with the college whatsoever ,unless the sem fall is about to arrive ,with less interest in  ragging etc. They know everything is gonna end up soon and all they want is good memories for the future and ofcourse : a good placement and a nice GPA.

17). The first three years are spent in cursing the system .

18). But towards the end of the fourth year,people tend to feel nostalgic about the pure unadulterated fun they have had for 4 years.Now the very system they disliked,the very canteen they cursed,the time that they spent
there, the birthday bums they suffered..all these seems like heaven to them.

19). The one big thing that I still can't understand : "GIRLS". What the hell are they doing ?

20). The tech and arts fests is the event in which the whole college wakes up and boasts regarless of branch and course.

21). Libraries are multi-purpose areas. I hope you get the point.

22). The satisfaction you get while bunking each class is unexplainable. (But ,attendance matters.)

23). Machines aren't too good to operate than they look.

24). Browsing for free and freedomwise is damn mandatory.

My first vote !

I casted my first vote today half an hour ago for the parliamentary elections and it ain't any big deal ,just go press and come back .
The big deal was in determining whom to vote. Anyway, I voted for the one whom I felt was eligible and the one whom I hope to bring a real change to the lexicon of the daily life of the people around me.
Feeling democratic ,
Jishnu

Welcome to India's most busiest exam season !

Now it's time for another board exam season in march followed by examinations .I thought of wishing my junior rats at Amritha Vidyalayam and my  friends trying to improve their previous results .In the mean time ,I also thought of having a look back. I still remember my stage of life an year back. I , along with my friends were totally flummoxed out there in the middle of board exams , some small messes with the school people (That was totally unnecessary), late night studies, late night studies and late night studies . I can guess what happens right now with all plus two students throughout , in particular of my Alma matter.

1. A portion of you guys will have revised everything and will be polishing your knowledge regularly .That's good .You may or may not  belong to that clan of people which I am going to discuss here. ( If you fall under this category and don't posses enough time even to take a fresh breath , I suggest you  don't look further into next points )

2. The other portion consists of people who don't know what the hell to do now . Just lock yourself  in a small room with " EXam Ideas" for  all five subjects .That's all I've got to say. ( That's a book ,just in case if you're not aware. )

3. The third category consists of people who stand normal in between all of these. Don't worry people , you will keep that in the results too.

All the categories mentioned will have their parents , relatives and neighbours who are more worried about the exams than them .This concern should be in such a way so that they are not under pressure .It's normal that the parents are concerned. But it's none of the business of relatives and others.Like someone has said ,we live in a country where relatives and neighbours are considered about our board results than us. Above all, 90% + all the science students would have paid visits to those mad frenzy entrance coaching centres throughout .They screw your creativity and make you objective oriented machines. You would've definitely lost your last awesome years at school by solving MCQs. (I didn't mean you guys should totally stop preparations )

Thrissur and Thodupuzha are two famous places for that concerning perumbavoorites. I mind specifying their centre names as I am not interested in doing free marketing for them. When compared to the real heroes of this billion rupee business , these local centres are nothing. Bengaluru is known as India's silicon city due to it's large potential and already existing IT maestros.Similarly ,Kota :Knowledge city of India as termed by the localities (Kotaites) is now emerging as the best place in India for Entrance coaching. They even take in students from the beginning of high school and start training them for the entrance examinations which they are going to take up after 5-6 years. A childhood is lost solving MCQs.

If you guys see this as the greatest barrier set forth in your life yet, you're wrong.

You started crossing big barriers even before your birth. 

(Just watch the story introduction part of 3 idiots)

If you're going give this exams an important exam ever encountered in life , I would say that's true. You have to pay attention , put away your world of entertainment , in particular if you have a girlfriend or boyfriend . But don't get that tensed.

You guys are only 17-18 and have enough time to do more in this world. Most of you guys doing science will be aspiring for engineering , you're supposed to clear many random ABC , XYZ.. entrance examinations.

The more you are thorough with your PCM , The more you're going to hit hard in your entrance examinations and you may get in to various engineering colleges in kerala as per your rank.

But these entrance examinations are just some Paul vaults to be crossed off .

Currently ,I am pursuing B.Tech at an engineering college in central Kerala. Your problem solving ability in solving your PCM problems may get you a descent rank , but that doesn't measure your engineering creativity. It measures a part of it ,I agree.

Once you clear these examinations and get into a good engineering college or any other kind of institutions based on your taste , there begins your true journey and I believe that doesn't mean about mugging up your university syllabus. Do something innovative and creative. Many people here around me are concerned about landing up on a job after 4 years.But believe me ,we are blessed with something more.We are said to be belonging to the smartest generation of India yet. Do something of your own. I believe it's not heavy syllabus that lets you evolve as a good engineer , its how you take your years at your college as. Because, your days at your engineering college will inculcate an attitude in you which is a bit more greater than anything like marks, certifications etc.

Admissions into professional colleges were supposed to be

for education. But ,because of some idiots and

their parents it has nowadays turned into an unhealthy competition.

Demotivating your friend ,giving him wrong advices, hiding your own status etc. They may clear exams , but they won't be educated.

Last month beginning , we had an engineering mechanics test .Our faculty had given a big assignment two Weeks before and said that the questions of the test will be from that assignment.A guy in my class (I am not specifying his name) just by hearted those 20-25 problems and spitted out the answers during the test like writing a poem.Later , he came to me and his self proclaimed story of heroism. Can you believe that ? He had even by hearted some values.

See guys , these kind of people exists in all educational institutions.

He may pass up with good marks. But I swear, he won't get educated.

If you've got a tipping point idea then go out ,innovate and be an entrepreneur. Create and expand your own empire . Generate employment opportunities.

India has a vast population of a billion. In this changing scenario of the nation ,our people have varying needs. So there is a high scope of innovation.Build products that are suited to

needs.Just believe in your ideas, no one can stop you. You can be a millionaire in small time.( But hard work prevails) Work on your startup , create jobs, keep up talented people and harness the great potential of Indian workforce. We're not supposed to remain as  someone who completes outsourced jobs . Lets build our own products.Almost all good professional colleges from the bottom of the ladder would have an entrepreneurship development centre. I've got one here. Make use of it.

If you're that daring and have the ' josh ' in you , join the military .Go and take up NDA & NA exams. Go and take up that cool career and wear the damn best uniform that no designer in the world could design , never ever at all. It's not about the money. It's about the honour and satisfaction which you may not get in the commercial sector .

If you want to do something more and want to bring some changes in the lexicon of the  daily life of people around you , go and clear civil service exams and make  your ideas live.You will have the power ,the power to change the system and do the best.

Another thing which wanted to quote is about Faculties. Never mess around with the ,you will regret later. This isn't an advice ,it's some sort of realisation. Just don't care if you don't feel anything bad from their deeds.Don't act back  !

Because ,there's a divinity in that profession which has some powers .At present I won't say more about it .I will do some justice in this matter later by another post.

It's your decision that's going to change your life and hope for the best.

All the best friends for your exams. 

Perform well !

Just break your leg !

Jishnu 

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Too retensive for the spidey to hold on !

I never thought in my entire life that climbing ladders and kicking up footballs were that damn big  processes described inside this.

Hoping forward for Malayalam blogging

The Electro - oreo combination

I don't know why ,these days I am little addicted to this ( not bot of them) ,anyway this is a best combination to get rid of boredom ! Try !

-Jish.