17 May 2026

“Darn It!”

It is like those mail vans that mysteriously get mold, always at the same spot, all over again! Well, my running socks have their own version of that curse.

Every. Single. Pair. Same spot. Gone.

Each seems to surrender pretty much at the same square centimeter, like it is my personal sock graveyard spot. I’d have put my money on the heel going first. That is where all the pounding is, right?

Much like the postal vans, I do not know why at that same spot. Meanwhile, Amazon Prime to the rescue!!

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11 May 2026

Book Review: Are Quanta Real by J.M.Jauch

This book was referred to me by Prabasaj-da, and it continues my search to understand quantum theory a bit more than I ever have.

The book is structured like Galileo’s famous dialogue Two New Sciences — in fact, the subtitle is “A Galilean Dialogue.” There are three protagonists: Silvati, who champions quantum theory; Simplicio, who holds more firmly to classical physics; and Sagredo, the purportedly wise go-between.

Reviews in this format tend to be positive, but this conversational style doesn’t quite work for me. The exchanges sometimes felt twisted and conjured up unnaturally. A couple of times, Simplicio’s questions landed exactly on the thought I had in that moment — but those were the exceptions. I generally prefer reading prose and pausing to think on my own.

The content itself is solid. It dives into the questions any early learner like me will encounter in quantum physics. For that reason, I think it would shine as a group read — something to discuss together rather than work through alone.

It’s under 100 pages and an easy read.

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25 April 2026

Relaxing with some Manna Dey tracks

“হৃদয়ের গান শিখে তো গায় গো সবাই
কজনা হৃদয় দিয়ে গাইতে জানে
নয়নে কাজল সে তো সবাই পরে
কজনা তোমার মত চাইতে জানে”

Roughly translated..

“Many learn the songs of the heart,
But who can sing them as you do?
All line their eyes with kohl each day,
But who can cast a glance as you do?”

14 April 2026

Book Review: Helgoland by Carlo Rovelli

“Making Sense of the Quantum Revolution”

I think it was John McGehee who recommended this book in a Facebook comment. I’m genuinely grateful to him, because this turned out to be a fantastic read. It’s especially insightful for a layperson like me. At times it does get confusing, but that’s the nature of the subject, not a failing of the author.

My biggest aha moment came when Rovelli explains that what we think of as an object’s properties are actually relative to the observer. If we could not observe something, we would not even think of it as having properties. Quantum physics started to feel a bit more approachable once I grasped this core idea: reality is made up of relations rather than objects.

The explanation of superposition, especially when it involves understanding entanglement between two objects from the perspective of a third observer, was harder to wrap my head around.

One thing I really enjoyed was how Rovelli weaves in the personal histories of the great physicists in this field. It adds a human touch to an otherwise abstract topic. In the second half of the book, he dives into philosophical debates, particularly between Lenin and Bogdanov, and questions like “What does meaning mean?” I’ll admit, I sometimes wondered what this had to do with quantum physics, but the writing is clear and engaging enough that I still enjoyed it.

There’s a striking line in the book: “I is a process, not an entity.” It takes a bit of thought to unpack. What we call the “self” isn’t really a fixed object, but a flow of sensations and feelings we experience in the moment.

My favorite quote, though, comes from the nineteenth-century French philosopher Hippolyte Taine. Rovelli uses it while discussing how we perceive the world. It’s not that we passively receive signals and then interpret them. The brain is constantly predicting, and the eyes mainly report deviations from those predictions. The quote goes:

“External perception is an internal dream which proves to be in harmony with external things; and instead of calling ‘hallucination’ a false perception, we must call external perception ‘a confirmed hallucination’.”

That one really stayed with me.

A few other memorable lines from the book:

“Abandoning assumptions that seem self-evident can lead to greater understanding.”

“Never express more clearly than you are able to think.” (Niels Bohr)

“However mysterious the mind-body problem might be for us, we should always remember that it is a solved problem for nature.”

“The external point of view does not exist. Every description of the world is from inside it.”

I wholeheartedly recommend this book.

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29 March 2026

Physics 101 – how the pendulum swung

Lately, I’ve developed a passing interest in quantum physics. Not that I actually understand it – that would defy Feynman – but I do find it fascinating.

I closed a chapter this morning, and almost instantly my mind wandered back to a defining moment in my life. The moment when my love for physics really took shape.

I was in 8th grade. It was 1980. And I was… not doing great.

This wasn’t how it started. In 7th grade, when physics was first introduced to us in St. Xavier’s, Durgapur, I loved it. Newtonian mechanics made perfect sense. I still remember scoring 93 out of 100 in one of our term tests – comfortably 30 marks ahead of the next person. Life was good. Physics was better.

Then came 8th grade, and somehow the shine wore off.

I got stuck in a classic downward spiral – do badly in a test, lose interest, do worse in the next one, lose even more interest. Rinse and repeat. A dark, vicious cycle.

By the time we got to calculating resistance in series and parallel circuits, I had hit a wall. Not a gentle speed bump. A full, concrete, immovable wall. Nothing made sense.

And then came the wake-up call.

Our physics teacher, Debasish Mukherjee – fondly nicknamed “Lambda” (he was tall, thin as a rail, long limbs… the Greek letter felt appropriate) asked me to meet him after class.

I went over to the teachers’ quarters inside the school campus. It was a short meeting. No small talk. No warm-up.

He looked at me and said, “Ki hochheyta ki?

Roughly translated: “What’s going on?”

No further context needed.

I don’t remember what I said. It was probably some indistinct mumble that convinced no one, including myself.

But something interesting happened on the walk back to the school bus queue. I didn’t feel crushed. I didn’t feel like giving up.

Instead, it felt like I had just been thrown a lifeline.

It wasn’t what he said. It was how he said it. There was an unspoken message in there: I know you’re better than this. Something’s in the way. What is it?

That stayed with me.

I went home, headed to Benachity, and picked up a few more physics books from Steel Market. And then, despite everything else going on, I started doing physics every single day.

And as it often happens – a little effort led to a little, but positive result. Solve one problem here, another there. Tiny wins. And those tiny wins started adding up.

The cycle flipped.

Confidence crept back in. Then momentum. Then consistency.

Over the next four years, I aced every single physics test. At one point, I even entertained the idea of becoming a physicist.

(The universe, thankfully, had other plans.)

The funny part? I never went back to “Lambda” (that should be Sir Lambda) to ask for help – even when I got stuck. Not even to show him I was trying. And I never told my parents about that meeting either. That would have guaranteed a second lecture at home, and I had already had my quota.

Since 1983, I’ve tried to track him down. Last I heard, he’d taken up a job at a bank in Kolkata and later moved to South India. I’ve managed to reconnect with several teachers from my childhood – but not him. He has consistently evaded me.

Looking back, it’s amazing how pivotal that moment was.

Three words: “Ki hochheyta ki?

That was all it took.

I suppose that’s what great teachers do. They don’t just teach you the subject – they make you believe you can learn it.

All that said… quantum physics is still ridiculously hard 🙂

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18 March 2026

Book Review: “Unlikely Entrepreneurs” by N. Louis Shipley and Patricia Favreau

This book wasn’t even on my radar until I grabbed a coffee with my friend Charlie Tillinghast. He mentioned it covered some of the backstory behind how he started Factal, so naturally, I picked up a copy.

While I’m glad I bought it for the few pages featuring Charlie, that’s where the highlights end.

To be honest, the writing style is rough. The whole thing reads like a giant, bulleted “To-Do” list for entrepreneurs, but without any real “aha” moments. Even worse, it occasionally felt like an unabashed marketing brochure for the author’s other books and articles.

The book is packed with stories about real founders, but it consistently chooses surface-level skimming over deep, actionable insights. There were two notable exceptions—Titan Casket by Scott Ginsberg and, to a lesser extent, Seemore Meats and Veggies by Cara Nicoletti—where the storytelling actually had some meat on the bone.

On the bright side? It’s a quick 180 pages with a font so large I could probably read it from across the room in good lighting.

Unless you’re looking for a specific anecdote about a friend, I’d skip this one.

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9 March 2026

Do you have any ideas for me?

Some time back, I got this strange idea to learn and memorize various things. That has led me down the path of memorizing country names, capitals, flags (not finished with this yet), Morse code, the periodic table, and what have you.

Right now, I am learning and memorizing all the US Presidents and their election years.

In keeping with current political movements, I am calling this quirky exercise of mine “Occupy Brain Cells” 🙂

I think I will be done with the Presidents in another couple of days.

Looking for new things to learn and memorize. Can you make some suggestions?

8 March 2026

Book Review: Quantum Physics Simplified by James Vast

For some time now, I have had this urge to learn a bit about Quantum Physics. Well, maybe it started when a recruiter reached out to me about a CEO job at a quantum computing company on the East Coast. I was intrigued, to say the least. I had no qualifications whatsoever. Turns out, he had seen me run a company called Quantum Spatial (a geospatial company)… and you can put the rest of the story together.

Anyway, I finally searched the internet a bit and picked up this book. I would not recommend it. It is too basic. Most of the book could have fit into 10 pages. If any of you know a good book on this subject for a beginner like me, please do let me know.

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5 March 2026

In contradiction, lies the truth

Stepping into the first day of being a sexagenarian, I turned the mirror on myself. And the years that somehow, improbably, led me here.

What often felt like a straight line of journey while living it, upon reflection, seems to be nothing short of a very confused, complex zigzag pattern. If I can call it a pattern at all.

It appears that I (perhaps like most?) have mostly bumbled through life. Bouncing from one life decision to another. Sometimes consequential, at other times trivial. But always decided in the context of the immediate moment – rarely with any lofty goals in mind.

And yet, if you squint hard enough, a pattern does begin to emerge.

Confoundingly, that pattern is not of clarity, but of contradiction.

Take a few examples.

For a person who has been accused of being kind and modest at times (yes, I know, my friends have low standards), my memories are mostly of the times I was mean and unkind. And regrettably, there are way too many such memories.

For somebody who has a reputation for knowing no strangers (and admittedly, there is some truth to it), all I really consistently seem to hanker after is solitude and quiet moments by myself.

For a person who stubbornly refuses to give up on a relationship even after trust has been broken (and is often ridiculed for it), my memories are of all the times I broke trust. And it appears I have had more than my share.

For someone who professes the impermanence of it all, I have a suspicious addiction to counting things, measuring outcomes, and keeping track.

For a person health-conscious enough to run and do yoga in the morning, I remarkably lose all my senses thereafter and overeat and drink the rest of the day to make up for it!

Even this reflection is an exercise in contradiction. For someone who swears by the wisdom of Eckhart Tolle’s “The Power of Now”, why bother rummaging around in the attic of the past?

It is like life has been nothing but a bundle of inconsistencies, incongruities, and contradictions put together by a regularly beating heart so far. Like the much vaunted Schrodinger’s cat, it matters only when you measure it!

In a nod to Bataille, then, it might just be that contradiction is not a flaw in my life story.

It IS the story.

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