one more time .. hola

Hello .. My life has been going too good and I am totally each and every moment of this and I guess that is the reason why I totally forgot about my blog but I want to continue this thing

Inspirational story

                                    THE PREGNANT DEER – such a beautiful story !

In a forest, a pregnant deer is about to give birth.
She finds a remote grass field near a strong-flowing river.
This seems a safe place.
Suddenly labour pains begin.
At the same moment, dark clouds gather around above & lightning starts a forest fire.
She looks to her left & sees a hunter with his bow extended pointing at her.
To her right, she spots a hungry lion approaching her.
What can the pregnant deer do?
She is in labour!
What will happen?
Will the deer survive?
Will she give birth to a fawn?

Will the fawn survive?
Or will everything be burnt by the forest fire?
Will she perish to the hunters’ arrow?
Will she die a horrible death at the hands of the hungry lion approaching her?
She is constrained by the fire on the one side & the flowing river on the other & boxed in by her natural predators.
What does she do?
She focuses on giving birth to a new life.
The sequence of events that follows are:
- Lightning strikes & blinds the hunter.
- He releases the arrow which zips past the deer & strikes the hungry lion.
- It starts to rain heavily, & the forest fire is slowly doused by the rain.
- The deer gives birth to a healthy fawn.
In our life too, there are moments of choice when we are confronted on αll sides with negative thoughts and possibilities.
Some thoughts are so powerful that they overcome us & overwhelm us.
Maybe we can learn from the deer.
The priority of the deer, in that given moment, was simply to give birth to a baby.
The rest was not in her hands & any action or reaction that changed her focus would have likely resulted in death or disaster.
Ask yourself,
Where is your focus?
Where is your faith and hope?
In the midst of any storm, do keep faith on the Creator always. He will never ever disappoint you. NEVER.
Remember, He neither slumbers nor sleeps…
One of the best I have read….

Inspirational story , – Inspirational Quotes, Pictures and Motivational Thoughts.

Mobile App Testing Pillars

A check list of mobile app testing pillars which need to be part of mobile app testing plan
1. Functional:

• Validation of functionality
• Smoke / Regression Testing
• Offline Access testing
• Negative testing

2. Non functional

• Network strength/Outage/Recovery
• Different NW types
• peripheral Testing

3. Interoperability (IOP)

• Voice/SMS Interrupts
• Notifications
• Battery/Cable Removal

4.  Memory Leak

• Memory Usage
• Memory Leaks
• Garbage Collection

5. Performance Testing

• CPU Usage testing
• Network Usage
• Page render time or activity Render time

6. Usability Testing

• User Experience
• Competitive Analysis
• Expert Review

7. Installation Testing

• New App Install
• Uninstall and Reinstall
• Upgrade Testing

8.  Security Testing

• OWASP Vulnerabilities
• Dynamic Testing
• Static Code Analysis
• Data Encryption

9. Language Testing

• Validation for locales
• Images and text
• Currencies,Time zones etc
• Context

Challenges for Testing Mobile Applications

1.Poor Network Quality, High Latency

Mobile networks perform badly compared to regular desktop access. The bandwidth is usually lower, the latency is always significantly higher and there's more packet loss. These network characteristics have a significant impact on the response times for the client and on server capacity. 

2.  Lots of Devices

There are an increasing number of differing devices, each employing one of many operating systems and various screen sizes. Many websites adapt the content to the connected device, and since devices each connect differently to the server they must, therefore, be accounted for during testing if you want realistic results. This challenge only becomes more complex as mobile device use cases proliferate.

3. Lots of Users

Over 100 million smart phone users will belong to the "gigabyte club" (over 1 GB per month) by 2012. A mention in a blog or buzz on a social media site can bring a huge amount of visitors to your site or your app. Is your infrastructure ready for such a load?

of innocence!!

An innocent Afghani kid to a US Soldier:

Why you soldiers are killing everyone here ? You don't have fear ? From where you get the courage to kill others?

Soldier to kid: Innocent baby! Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that something is more important than fear.The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. I have my wife and a kid like you at home ,waiting for me! I will go back only if this war ends.

Kid to soldier: I don't know much about your reason to fight. But,Two years back,my father(A Soldier-the only person I had to live my life with) said the same thing(once the war ends I will be back) since then I am waiting and  just wanted to ask the same question to my father?

3 Truths about life!!

Heart breaking truths about life

• First time when we realize that we are not the centre of the universe
• Second time when we realize no matter how hard we try, there are dreams we'll never be able to achieve and
• The third time when we decide to go after our dream knowing we might never get it.

Great habits to start with

In no particular order:

• Floss before going to bed. To ensure that you don't have junk stewing in your teeth for 8 hours.
• Drink a glass of water first thing in the morning and last thing at night.
• Perform kegels every day.  
• "Eat the frog". Write down 1 task that you must absolutely perform in order for the day to be a success, and do it first when you get to work.
• Send 1 call/text/email to an old friend or colleague that you haven't spoken with in a while. Over one year, that adds up to 365 reignited relationships (or 61 relationships reignited six times apiece).
• End the day with less emails in your inbox than you started with. Repeat until you get to inbox zero.
• Give away / donate one item in your household every single day. Repeat until you have an uncluttered, restful home.
• Walk to and from work, if possible. Exercise! Sunshine!
• Eat at least one fruit or vegetable each day. Sure, you should probably eat a half-dozen servings of each. But things can get really screwed up when you are eating zero fruits and veggies. Start small and be consistent.
• Express gratitude. My days go so much smoother when I remind myself: "dude, you could just as easily have been born in a Sudanese refugee camp. 
• Spend at least 20 minutes reading something that is completely unrelated to your career (or "personal development"). Creative thinking requires varied inputs. If you have monofocus (e.g. only read about startups all day), you're severely limiting the amount of interesting ideas you can come up with.
• Get uncomfortable at least 1x per day (ideally 3x or 5x). By "get uncomfortable" I mean "summon the courage to do something that makes you anxious". Speak up during the work conference call. Say hi to the pretty girl or fella standing next to you in line. Run 4 miles instead of 3. Et cetera. 

 

 Remember: "Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of fear." - George Addair

Friday evening euphoria

Aww!!! Friday evening...and I just looovvvvve fridays...if you know what i mean ;-).I love it more so because I get so much more free time( definitely not to write something on my orphan blog).Meanwhile I was just wondering about old and new things which go on in life.I am basically a person who is much more relaxed with things settled and relaxed for me, so settled and comfortable that at times it gets pretty boring and monotonous and I start endearing for something new in life ...well pretty much coz new is refreshing and makes you realise that there is much more to life than just sitting in your old comfort zone.Sometimes old can turn really haunting  I guess.Just like the other blog drafts which are sitting in an imperfect and bitty form.Now they have become so old that I dread to touch them and get back to the old memories.Letting things be!!
  One more thing I have been really glad about is my discipline of 1 week towards fitness.Yes...to attend my cousins wedding and to wear all my new dresses and show off I need to loose weight.So probably that is THE main reason towards my sudden love for fitness.So it has been going good for the past 1 week and I hope to continue the same workout routine for the next one month or till my enthusiasm and stamina dies.Wish me luck!!

Never saw that coming ;-)

A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi and the cabbie said, "Perfect timing. You're just like Brian" 
Passenger: "Who?" 

Cabbie: "Brian Sullivan. He's a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to Brian every single time." 

Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody." 

Cabbie: "Not Brian Sullivan. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy." 

Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special." 

Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse and the whole street blacks out. But Brian Sullivan, he could do everything right." 

Passenger: "Wow. Some guy then." 

Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Brian, he never made a mistake and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Brian Sullivan."

Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"

Cabbie: "Well, I never
actually met Brian. He died. I'm married to his bloody widow."

A story of a real Jawan

                An Indian Army soldier and a software engineer met in Shatabadi Express and here is an interesting conversation that transpired between them:
Vivek Pradhan was not a happy man. Even the plush comfort of the air-conditioned compartment of the Shatabdhi express could not cool his frayed nerves. He was the Project Manager and still not entitled to air travel. It was not the prestige he sought; he had tried to reason with the admin person, it was the savings in time. As PM, he had so many things to do!!

He opened his case and took out the laptop, determined to put the time to some good use.
“Are you from the software industry sir,” the man beside him was staring appreciatively at the laptop. Vivek glanced briefly and mumbled in affirmation, handling the laptop now with exaggerated care and importance as if it were an expensive car.
“You people have brought so much advancement to the country, Sir. Today everything is getting computerized. ”
“Thanks,” smiled Vivek, turning around to give the man a look. He always found it difficult to resist appreciation. The man was young and stockily built like a sportsman. He looked simple and strangely out of place in that little lap of luxury like a small town boy in a prep school. He probably was a railway sportsman making the most of his free traveling pass.
“You people always amaze me,” the man continued, “You sit in an office and write something on a computer and it does so many big things outside.”
Vivek smiled deprecatingly. Naive ness demanded reasoning not anger. “It is not as simple as that my friend. It is not just a question of writing a few lines. There is a lot of process that goes behind it.”
For a moment, he was tempted to explain the entire Software Development Lifecycle but restrained himself to a single statement. “It is complex, very complex.”

“It has to be. No wonder you people are so highly paid,” came the reply.

This was not turning out as Vivek had thought. A hint of belligerence crept into his so far affable, persuasive tone. ”
Everyone just sees the money. No one sees the amount of hard work we have to put in. Indians have such a narrow concept of hard work. Just because we sit in an air-conditioned office, does not mean our brows do not sweat. You exercise the muscle; we exercise the mind and believe me that is no less taxing.”
He could see, he had the man where he wanted, and it was time to drive home the point.
“Let me give you an example. Take this train. The entire railway reservation system is computerized. You can book a train ticket between any two stations from any of the hundreds of computerized booking centers across the country.
Thousands of transactions accessing a single database, at a time concurrently; data integrity, locking, data security. Do you understand the complexity in designing and coding such a system?”
The man was awestruck; quite like a child at a planetarium. This was something big and beyond his imagination.
“You design and code such things.”
“I used to,” Vivek paused for effect, “but now I am the Project Manager.”
“Oh!” sighed the man, as if the storm had passed over,
“So your life is easy now.”
This was like the last straw for Vivek. He retorted, “Oh come on, does life ever get easy as you go up the ladder. Responsibility only brings more work.
Design and coding! That is the easier part. Now I do not do it, but I am responsible for it and believe me, that is far more stressful. My job is to get the work done in time and with the highest quality.
To tell you about the pressures, there is the customer at one end, always changing his requirements, the user at the other, wanting something else, and your boss, always expecting you to have finished it yesterday.”
Vivek paused in his diatribe, his belligerence fading with self-realization. What he had said, was not merely the outburst of a wronged man, it was the truth. And one need not get angry while defending the truth.
“My friend,” he concluded triumphantly, “you don’t know what it is to be in the Line of Fire”
The man sat back in his chair, his eyes closed as if in realization. When he spoke after sometime, it was with a calm certainty that surprised Vivek.
“I know sir…. I know what it is to be in the Line of Fire…….”
He was staring blankly, as if no passenger, no train existed, just a vast expanse of time.
“There were 30 of us when we were ordered to capture Point 4875 in the cover of the night.
The enemy was firing from the top.
There was no knowing where the next bullet was going to come from and for whom.
In the morning when we finally hoisted the tricolour at the top only 4 of us were alive.”
“You are a…?”
“I am Subedar Sushant from the 13 J&K Rifles on duty at Peak 4875 in Kargil. They tell me I have completed my term and can opt for a soft assignment.
But, tell me sir, can one give up duty just because it makes life easier.
On the dawn of that capture, one of my colleagues lay injured in the snow, open to enemy fire while we were hiding behind a bunker.
It was my job to go and fetch that soldier to safety. But my captain sahib refused me permission and went ahead himself.
He said that the first pledge he had taken as a Gentleman Cadet was to put the safety and welfare of the nation foremost followed by the safety and welfare of the men he commanded… ….his own personal safety came last, always and every time.”

“He was killed as he shielded and brought that injured soldier into the bunker. Every morning thereafter, as we stood guard, I could see him taking all those bullets, which were actually meant for me. I know sir….I know, what it is to be in the Line of Fire.”
Vivek looked at him in disbelief not sure of how to respond. Abruptly, he switched off the laptop.
It seemed trivial, even insulting to edit a Word document in the presence of a man for whom valor and duty was a daily part of life; valour and sense of duty which he had so far attributed only to epical heroes.
The train slowed down as it pulled into the station, and Subedar Sushant picked up his bags to alight.
“It was nice meeting you sir.”
Vivek fumbled with the handshake.
This hand… had climbed mountains, pressed the trigger, and hoisted the tricolour. Suddenly, as if by impulse, he stood up at attention and his right hand went up in an impromptu salute.
It was the least he felt he could do for the country.
PS:- The incident he narrated during the capture of Peak 4875 is a true-life incident during the Kargil war. Capt. Batra sacrificed his life while trying to save one of the men he commanded, as victory was within sight. For this and various other acts of bravery, he was awarded the Param Vir Chakra, the nation’s highest military award.