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Probably India’s most simple and sexy looking payment gateway!

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First things first, we have to apologize for taking so long to start operating Payd. From the overwhelming amount of signups and inquiries we have received, we know a lot of you have been planning to do great things with it. Rest assured, the time has been put to good use. Moreover, online payment is no easy game in India.

Secondly, we are not live *yet*, but you can expect that in a few weeks. We’re running some final tests and making sure everything’s working the way it should. Security comes first.

The first version of the product is fully ready. We did not feel very good about our previous design, so we redesigned every last pixel. We would like to give you a sneak peek at our sexy new design in this post, so it’s going to be more visuals and less talk.

 

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Lean Startup Machine – Let your ideas run wild!

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Every single thing that ever changed the world was once an inkling of an idea in the back of someone’s head. Facebook, Twitter and Google were once ideas that came out of dorm rooms and garages. Companies like SpaceX which has privatised space, Planetary Resources which is planning on mining asteroids and Tesla with their gorgeous electric cars were once similar to the crazy ideas that you have. But Ideas themselves do not change the world; you have to breathe life into them.

“A man may die, Nations may rise and fall, but an Idea lives on” – John F Kennedy

An Idea which is not put to good use is nothing but a useless fleeting thought and sooner or later somebody else will come up with it. So, take a stand, make your idea work, and bring it to life. With the advent of internet and social networking, things that only Governments were capable of, is now under grasping distance of a few highly motivated individuals.

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Writing is dead

I don’t mean what you do in a laptop or a desktop, the actual writing, when there was only one way to do it; with a pen and a paper. And not just any pen, the kind of pen which gave birth to the golden ages of writing, the kind with which Dickens, Gandhi and Hemmingway changed the world. The Fountain pen.

When was the last time you wrote a couple of pages with a fountain pen? When was the last time you touched one of those masterpieces? Have you ever actually used a fountain pen before?

My Very own Parker.

My Very own Parker.

I remember the days when I was punished for dying the white table cloth blue while trying to refill my pen.  There were exams when I didn’t have enough ink and had to dilute the residue with water . The tooth and nail fights with my sister for an unclaimed pen in the house. The sudden burst of interest to go to school just to show off my new acquisition.

The sense of comfort you get when you write with your own tamed nib. It would feel like an extension of your own arm.

May be its just me, I was always a romantic when it came to my pens. Although it was under my father’s compulsion, I attended special classes to cultivate the art of writing. I perfected writing with both hands. Calligraphy was my hobby, for those who do not know what calligraphy is, it is the lost art of taking about an hour to write a single sentence with a awkwardly shaped nib and glorifying it as an art form. The pens were designed for wonders, this was the birth place of today’s myriad of fonts. It all seems like ancient history now. Yet, I still have my first and my best Parker, if only I could find time in this unstoppable world, I shall give him some of my time.

Nostalgically,

Manoj B S

Why books?

Well, this is not one of those articles that give you scientific “facts” about how reading benefits your bowel movements, nor am I going to say that it psychologically affects your mental prowess and gives you awesome powers of telekenesis. I was one of those people  who really hated reading books. Whenever my friends yapped  for hours about how super awesome the book that they just read was, instead of spending days devouring page after page, day and night like they did, I would just wait for the movie to come so that it will all be over in a matter of hours. I considered myself efficient and enlightened. But I noticed one peculiar thing that happened with all these readers, they would never be satisfied with the movie that was made from the book that they read and I allways wondered why?

So I decided to tread into the unknown abyss of ‘books’!

And right through the rabbit hole I fell; Rode the blue dragon; Swallowed the snich; Found the Alchemist; Spotted the Rose line; Pulled snow sleds; Played with anti-matter; Spoke with Mr.Ghandhi and ‘che’ Guevara.

Have you ever thought may be, Instead of  Timothy Olyphant, Jason statham would’ve been a better agent-47 ? Or may be Robin hood should’ve been a little less muscular? Or Voldemort  should’ve had a more callous voice? Or the details like this sword should’ve been a katana and not a bulky claymore, he should’ve worn blue shirt and not red, not just Mr.Bond but all the heroes should’ve had cooler cars? Well, I’ve thought of all this and now this was all suddenly possible. It was like a movie made just for me and me only. I didnt see what the director wanted me to see but i saw what I wanted to see, with the people whom I thouht were perfect to play the roles, spoke and did things how I wanted them to do, with the best possible special effects and with uncomparable detail which was beyond any animator and HD, and if I am not satisfied with it, i could revert back, change what I wanted to change and play it again. This was all happening inside my head! Each book gets an oscar for everything, from acting to art direction.

In addition to this you get some extra perks too, Your reading speed becomes insanely good. In the process, You can actually understand some hi-fi words spoken by eminent people. Now when your friend yaps about that new awesome book he read, you can join him and yap about how super duper awesome the book was. You can stop lying in your resume that your hobby is reading. And the best of all, your mom stops scolding you for sitting infront of the computer for so long and instead she thinks that you are doing something productive<Ha! Ha! Ha!>

And there are the side effects too, your mom keeps scolding you not to bring the book to the dining table and yes, Now you will also feel that they really screwd up that movie!

But if you think that you are too old for Dragons, Elves and Spells, believe me, you are not and you never will be!

Into the heart of a Ghost Town

A lot of you might be expecting some kind of a spooky scary story but this is a sad story of a small town forgotten in time. If you live  in Tamil Nadu there is a slight chance that you might have heard of this place. It is called Dhanushkodi or Danushkodi (Tamil : தனுஷ்கோடி), it is a town/village at the southern tip of the Rameswaram island, at the eastern coast of the Tamil Nadu state. Hindu scriptures says that at the request of Vibeeshana, brother of Ravana and ally of Rama, Rama broke the Sethu with one end of his bow and hence the name Dhanushkodi, “Dhanush” meaning Bow and “Kodi” meaning end.

Dhanushkodi has the only land border between India and Sri Lanka which is one of the smallest in the world-just 50 yards in length on a shoal in Palk Strait. Dhanushkodi was a flourishing tourist and pilgrimage town. Since Sri Lanka 31 km away, there were many ferry services between Dhanushkodi and Talaimannar of Sri Lanka, transporting travellers and goods across the sea. There were hotels, textile shops and dharmashalas catering to these pilgrims and travellers.

The area around Rameshwaram has been frequently ravaged by several high-intensity cyclones and storms in the past. Before the 1964 storm, there was a train service up to Dhanushkodi called “Boat Mail” from Chennai and the train linked to a steamer for ferrying travellers to SriLanka. On that fateful night (December 22) at 23.55 hours while entering Dhanushkodi railway station, the train No.653, Pamban-Dhanushkodi Passenger, a daily regular service which left Pamban with 110 passengers and 5 railway staff, was only few yards before Dhanushkodi Railway station when it was hit by a massive tidal wave. The whole train was washed away killing all 115 on board. Massive tidal waves swept into the completely unaware town and all that the townsfolk could do was wait and pray for help that never came. The storm then continued for the next three days unleashing all its fury. All together over 1800 people died in the cyclonic storm. All dwelling houses and other structures in Dhanushkodi were marooned in the storm . The high tidal waves moved almost 10 kilometres onto this island and ruined the entire town. Following this disaster, the Government of Madras declared the town as Ghost town and unfit for living after the storm.

Now after 46 years one can still see the ruins on a once cheerful town. A railway station which can only be identified by its ruined platform, an old post office that lays in ruins, a couple of walls with cracked blackboards on them which tells that there was a school, a ruined granary and an old catholic church which is almost destroyed, All these resonate the melancholy of this mystique place. Now only a few fisherfolk now live here, they say that some days they can still feel “that” chill in the air. When tsunami struck in 2004 the water level here receded to about 3 km for a short period of time and then the fishermen who live here actually got a glimpse of the part of the town which still lies under water. They say they could see a Temple tower and a lot of houses.

Dhanushkodi is now a tourist attraction, around 500 people come here everyday and it goes up to 1000 on festive days. Getting here is not an easy job, you have to hitch a ride in one of these specially designed vans that are specifically designed to tackle the terrain in here. After that it is a slow and sad 12 km long journey in this treacherous terrain into the heart of this ghost town. Every year on December 22nd people here pray for those poor souls who lost their lives to the wrath of nature. If you get a chance to visit this place don’t miss it.

The First time

For so long I thought blogs are extremely difficult to make and only great people have blogs, but later I understood that, I can also do difficult tasks and by doing so i’ve become one of the great people I talked about (In short, I created a blog). So, This is my first blogging attempt and I will see to that it is not perfect, because you guys can post comments and I can know that you do exsist and you do care on how my blog looks (And because writing comments is fun rite!!!, i want you to have some fun.).

Better now or Never. Thats why Now.