Qt for S60 repository going public

Qt repository is made available to the public. Since then, the S60 team have been dying to do the same, and finally, are able to make their branch of Qt available to all of us!
On the master branch you can see all the latest development of the S60 port, and everyone is free to clone and submit merge requests, just like for mainline Qt.
Unfortunately, compiling Qt for the actual device is not possible unless you own a license to the RVCT ARM compiler. While it is possible to compile Qt with the GCCE ARM compiler, the binaries will not run due to shortcomings in GCCE when dealing with static data in DLLs. We’re hoping that this problem will be rectified in the future. Compiling for the emulator should be a breeze though, and the majority of code can be tested there

Welcome to the world of Symbian!

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Ye “Chowpatty” hain mere yaar..

Once in monsoon evening, I and Rohit decided to have something different other than bhajji or a cup of coffee. It was then we started scanning our area to find out something which is with mouth burning taste but to our surprise there was nothing other than chat, pani-puri and sandwiches. As we both are very much foodie we were ready to travel several miles for good food like the one in “Harold and Kumar – In White Castle”.

So after thinking for a while Rohit came up with an idea. He told me that he knows a place where we can variety of junk eatables. When inquired about the place he answered me “Dude it’s a chowpatty where you get nice food at cheap cost”. It was all he said. For me chowpatty definition was large number of hawkers who set up their stalls at river-side or something like that. In short, it gave me an idea of Juhu chowpatty.

After travelling for more than 15 minutes finally we were arrived at the destination. And guess what friends, I knew that place. It’s a place near DY Patil College, Pimpri. I never knew that it was called chowpatty. We started searching for food (as there was much variety as said earlier). What made us attract was the aroma of Aanda- Bhurji. We straight way went to stall and asked the rates. The hawker said “Bhurji 2 aande ka – 22 rupeya aur omelet 20 rupeya ka.. bataoo kitna duuu..”. After thinking for a while we decided to go for bhurji. Friends it was really mouth watering and delicious with toping of coriander leaves. We both got lost in the aroma and taste of the food. After finishing it as we were about to pay he asked us about some suggestions “Kaisa tha bhaiya?? Pasand aaya??” as he was asking each and every customer who was going to pay him after finishing the food. With my thumbs up I replied to saying “Bhaiya Ek Number..”

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This Is L.I.F.E

When there is no friend,
When life is on the dead end,
When world is not a paradise,
When your confidence dies,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE!

When things don't go right,
When there is no ray of light,
And its too hard to survive,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE!


When there is competition to face,
When you are lagging behind in the race,
When you've lost faith in God,
When you're betrayed by a fraud,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE!


When others don't respect you,
When you're not amongst the admirable few,
When for a question, you can't find a solution,
When all you're sure about, is confusion,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE!


When your destination is miles apart,
When you don't know where to start,
When all you see around is pain,
When your hardwork is in vain,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE!


Even though all this happens
just have faith in self & face the life
with smile,
things will surely change one day
because as said "THIS IS LIFE ...

Friends I got this beautiful little poem via email from Tejashri.Worth reading..

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Here comes the monsoon.. The unusual rain in Pune

Here comes the rain.. Here comes the rain…

Finally the rain gods have blessed the Puneites with its showers. However, the late arrival of monsoon this time has made the Puneites little bit of responsible citizens with the scarcity of water which we all have faced. Keeping aside all the theories…

Yesterday, in the evening, standing at the balcony with a cup of coffee I was enjoying the rain. The rain showers took me to my Jr. college and college days which I had left behind. With no moment to spare, I went to my Jr. college days (sequence follows). The day which I remembered was friendship day which we celebrated in Durga Tekdi. It was an amazing experience with all of us trying to reach the top against the heavy showers of rain. And finally after making it we tied each other friendship bands and exchanged gifts. Then it was follow by a lunch at hotel Vrindavan. However, things gradually changed.

I got admission in an engineering college where I got innumerable friends. In the first year, we all decided to go to Lonavala. There we enjoyed eating variety of chikkis and fudges and the waterfall at Bhushi dam. It was amazing. Whereas in the second year, we went to the same place but this time it was for celebrating our friend’s birthday. In third year, we went to Begdewadi hill tops with all new friends to celebrate friendship day. I still remember the cow which was present at the hill top and all of us were scared about it.. lolzz.. In the final year, it was totally different. The destination was Lonavala but our friends turned out to be in large numbers. I still remember the call which I got when I was on my way to college – “Kidhar hain? Aaj hum sab Lonavala jaa rahe hain. Parking main aa. Upar class main mat jaa. Patil ko bol de..” and with no option left we were set for the destination. It was followed by enjoying at a waterfall which we discovered near Bhushi dam few kilometers away. It was then followed by eating roasted BHUTTA (corn). Then finally to Lion’s point for enjoying the view.
So friends, these are some of the moments which I keep on remembering whenever monsoon arrives.

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Trip to Kolkata after BE exams.

No one in the world loved and cared about me so much than my maternal grandma. For her, I am a new world. She calls me DADA (a bit embarrassing when someone else calls me like this but I love it when grandma does). Whenever she gets the knowledge of our arrival she makes arrangement of food (as we Bengali people are very much foodie) and specially for me by bringing some of my favorite Bengali Misti(Bengali word for sweet). I enjoy there only by eating various Bengali dishes made by my maternal aunties of which I never heard the names before. Whereas in the evening I spend my time by feeding 150 pigeons (people in Kolkata are crazy about pigeons. Don’t know why?) along with one my maternal uncle( next to my friend). After finishing it off, me along with my uncle use to rock the streets of Kolkata by having lots of junk food. Guys believe me, as far as metropolitan city is concerned, I’ll rate Kolkata the cheapest one for food. One thing which amazed me was the PUCKKA (in Pune we call it Pani-Puri) with an amazing taste. And surprisingly it was costing 2 pieces for a rupee. So guys it was like GET – SET – GO. Also various others were chowmen (noodles), different vegetable and non-vegetable chop (in Pune we call it wada), shingada (samosa – which was mind blowing with full of vegetable stuffing), etc. That’s what it makes Kolkata different from other cities.
But guys this time the scenario was totally different. It was the end of summer season and all of us expecting the rains to curb the heat. The temperature rises to 48°C in afternoon. With this we can say how hot will be the morning. If a Puneite will be left in such a temperature then he or she will get skin burns like I got it. I had never ever experienced such a temperature. For me, Kolkata was the city of rising sun (I know its Japan, but it is my personal opinion). The morning would be at 5 and I would get up at 6 with the rays of the sun. Then straight away I use to go to verandah where I sit with grandma who is busy chopping vegetables for afternoon’s food. I did not get that why always in verandah she chopped vegetables instead of posh kitchen in the bungalow. When inquired she told me that she loved the morning and she do not want to miss any moment of enjoying it. Then as time went the day use to get hotter and hotter. After fighting with the hot afternoon, in the evening I along with dad use to go to the banks of river Ganga for enjoying the fresh and cool air which use to flow with a great velocity. No food this time in the evening as we where not in a mood to eat in such a temperature. This time my maternal uncle was busy as there was blood donation camp organized by the club to which he headed. One interesting thing which I saw was the residents who turned out in large numbers and 40 - 45% were ladies. After donating the blood they were given a packed lunch box which contained a banana, two rasgullas, one rajbhog, a cake, farsan, biscuits, etc with coffee which was followed by a mutton feast at night. However, at the final day of departure we were greeted by a large traffic jam which made us reach Howrah Jn. late and fortunately we got the train to Pune.

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Only You

A person can make you feel high,
A person can make you feel low.
But only you can decide,
Which way you want to go.

A person can hurt you mentally,
A person can hurt you physically.
But only you can place,
A limit on your abilities.

A person can cause drama,
A person can cause a situation.
But only you can create,
Your own reputation.

A person can make you laugh,
A person can make you cry.
But only you can make,
Decisions for your life.

I guess what I'm trying to say,
That when you're living day to day.
Don't live by what people do,
But live by what you know is true.

Friends this sweet little poem is not written by me.I loved reading it so thought of posting it.

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