If your work requires you to work on computers (or Laptops) most parts of your day.. then this post might make sense to you.. (Otherwise just ignore this.. its for stupid geeks who expect their computers to understand them... like me)
Computers have improved our lifestyle.. our communication skills.. haven't they ?
There was a time you just went to the railway station to get rail tickets.. and now you go online... whether you get tickets or not these days depends on the internet bandwidth (humidity of the air if it is wi-max), and sometimes even depends on whether you paid your electricity bill.
There was a time you called up your friends and had a get-to-gether at the coffee-shop .. end of the street under the street lights.. now you have facebook.. its even more easier.. all friends sit at different locations (mostly different places on earth).. whether your friend got married or has kids or joined a new course in a college all depends on whether he / she has updated the status, pictures, facebook wall etc., on time. sometimes we also do this thing "subscribe for updates".. so its kind of officially like subscribing for a newspaper.
We are all so dependent on computers and all related hard and soft wares.. the related technologies.. the viruses or anti-viruses.. that we pray (though not literally) that our computers should always work and our internet connections should always exist.
The power goes off.. the internet is busy.. we are almost in an island of No-Data.
And haven't sometimes thought.. your computer is tuned to your way of using it... that it understands you.. like we say about bikes and cars..
Will it understand you? If it hasn't already you think.
Won't it just work when you want it to. Well we will all keep praying more and more... and keep saying those things without an itch of sceptism .. "computers have changed our lifestyle for good", "computers and technology space have advanced so much", "its a small world", .. and all that.
And now lets see what people have guessed for the future:
There is this futuristic view that computer will be the size of mobile phones, You place it on the table and switch it on, it will project a screen in the front, and a keyboard and touch pad on the desk.. and you will work on it.
More advanced machines.. and You will talk to them instead of typing and moving the mouse cursor.. say something like "google for taxis near adyar chennai" or "show route from adyar signal to race course road"
They call the technology voice recognition.. the interesting part is, people are unable to just make computers understand voices.. not to the quality to commercially make systems which will bought by a lot of people with different voices, accents and fluencies.
In 2004, Mike Bliss composed a poem about voice recognition. He then read it to voice recognition software on his computer, and rewrote it as recognized.
a poem by Mike Bliss-----------------------------------------------a poem by like myth
like a baby, it listens------------------------------------------------like a baby, it nuisance
it can't discriminate-------------------------------------------------it can't discriminate
it tries to understand-----------------------------------------------it tries to oven
it reflects what it thinks you say----------------------------------it reflects lot it things you say
it gets it wrong... sometimes--------------------------------------it gets it run sometimes
sometimes it gets it right.------------------------------------------sometimes it gets it right
One day it will grow up,--------------------------------------------won't day it will grow bop
like a baby, it has potential---------------------------------------Ninth a baby, it has provincial
will it go to work?---------------------------------------------------will it both to look?
will it turn to crime?------------------------------------------------will it the two crime?
you look at it indulgently.-----------------------------------------you move at it inevitably
you can't help loving it, can you?-------------------------------you can't help loving it, cannot you?
