"...when a hopeless situation suddenly looks good"- Meredith

Exam times can make one do weird things and notice weirder things.

A book, a fat red book which teaches us the ABCD of Operating System is the sole motivation of this post today. Nerd alert?

So as I was saying, all those CSE students who did not care to buy the WBUT OS book and finally chose to slog through the otherwise ‘best’ book from library, sincerely do not have  all the lack in life to read the first and I mean the very FIRST page of an otherwise FAT red book.

So I am doing them a favour by bringing this to their notice. Uhm, okay, did I sound like the next big thing whose blog is worshipped worldwide? Reality Check?

 Ah! Okay. The first page is basically the acknowledgement page by the three authors. What is interesting about them is the way they went on with the customary thank you and thus obviously amused and entertained me and wasted my time and will waste your next few minutes. They wrote:

“To my children, Lemor, Sivan, and Aaron

And my Nicolette”

-Avil Silberschatz

And this man instantly is my favourite. He calls his wife ‘my Nicolette’. My fairytale saga gets a bit of reality dust in bits and pieces and I smile a happy smile. He remembers his children first and then his better half and thus is a wonderful father and a loving husband too. He is the Mr. Colour for me.

“To my wife, Carla,

And my children, Gwen, Owen, and Maddie”

Peter Baer Galvin

So this author seemed like a typical working class man and I have nothing specific to say. He seemed like a responsible family man, boring at times but sweet nonetheless. He remembers his wife first which a nice thing too. So I would rather tag him, the Mr. Black and White.

“To my wife, Pat,

And our sons, Tom and Jay”

-GregGagne

With this man, I have issues. Okay he did the basic the-mother-of-my-child-comes-before-him stunt by mentioning the wife before his children but what I did not like was the use of “sons”. I might just be super mean and hyper but this man seemed like a chauvinist who is extremely proud of the production of the rare breed of sons in the world of too many daughters. I would not even give him any colour.

So yes, I am done with this post. I was my judgemental best and if you BEG to differ please keep it to yourself. My book, my blog, my version.  How I interpret is how I interpret.

Thank You.