Why is the 250GB hard disk having less than 233 GB?

This was a question that one of my friends asks me after buying a new 250GB Hard Disk. I really didn’t ask that question to myself. So, I couldn’t answer that instantly. After a few days of information searching I realize the truth. So, here I’m going bring the facts the way I told my friend.

  1. All Hard Disk manufacturer way of counting space is different from the way a software count a space. This means to a Hard Disk Manufacturer, 1GB is 1000 MB, 1 MB is 1000 KB and so on.
  2. Software or computer language recognize a space in terms of power of 2 say 21, 22,23 etc. hence a KB is 210 Bytes which is 1024 Bytes.
  3. Lets do a little math:

From a Manufacturer a 250 GB hard disk is
250 x 1000 x 1000 x 1000 = 250000000000 Bytes

From the Computer Language point of view a 250000000000 Bytes is:
250000000000/(1024*1024*1024) = 232.83 GB

Now you’ll see why your 250GB hard disk has only less than 232.83 GB space in total. Well if you go with higher space like 500 GB and so on the space missing is increasing. You do the math. I cant do the math well for higher no.

The question is why did manufacturer cheat us? Everybody are cheated, when will this be corrected. I guess not soon.


Good Friday, What it Means to me?

Today is Good Friday, the day Christian honor the Death of Jesus Christ. Thus t was a day supposed to be a sad, sorrowful. A friend of mine told me that instead of calling this day Good Friday, it should have been called Bad Friday. I disagree with that. You may ask me why? The answer lies in the answer to the topic of this blog.

No doubt, Good Friday is a day where Jesus was crucified. He has to suffer that dreadful death for no cause of His own. Those who condemn Him to death were non other than fellow Jews who are supposed to be believers. The only person deserving the death that Jesus was penalized, were the worst Criminal. Yet, He (Jesus) has to suffer for NO CAUSE of His own.

Why do I agree with the saying of this day as Good Friday? For me, a Christian, I believe that God sent His only Son Jesus Christ to this world because He loved me so much. Even when I am a sinner, yet He chooses to come and die for me (John 3:16). It was His love for a sinner like me that makes Jesus come and suffer to even face death for all the sins I did.

The Bible said “No one is righteous”, so am I. The Bible also said “The wages of sin is Death”. Thus, I am supposed to face death. Well when God say death, He doesn’t mean the death of my body. By death God means eternal death in Hell. But, when God love me so much that He did not want me to perish, that He sent His Son Jesus Christ to die in my place.

With Jesus taking my place, I became free and righteous, not by my ability but by His Grace.

Good Friday is, was, and always will be a Good Day for all sinners willing to accept the Lord Jesus Christ to take their place and die for them.

Good Friday for me means “The Love of God that Leads to Salvation of Sinners”.

This article was written in 2009 and published at http://www.fdiengdoh.co.cc/.


Two People in Love

10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called best friend. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, which I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, and one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She looked at me, said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year
One fine day she walked to my locker. “My date is sick” she said, “his not goanna go”, well, I too didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as ‘best friends’. So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Graduation
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- ‘you’re my best friend, thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Marriage
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. And will be driving off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said ‘you came …!’ She said ‘thanks’ and kissed me on the cheek.
I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Death
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best friend’. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:


“I stare at him wishing he was mine;
but he doesn’t notice me like that,
and I know it. I want to tell him,
I want him to know that
I don’t want to be just friends,
I love him but I’m just too shy,
and I don’t know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me!
………”

I wish I did too…
I thought to my self, and I cried.

A Bell is not a bell until someone rings it…
A Song is not a song until someone sings it..
Don’t hide your true feeling’……coz’
Love is not Love until someone reveals it…!

* Do yourself a favour; tell her/him you love them.
They won’t be there……………….Forever.”

This is a story which has touched me deeply…….
hope u all will feel the same way….
and don’t hesitate to reveal your dear friends how much u care for them…..

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What is Best?

What is the best that you can think, you can say, you can do in your life? When I was a kid I have a small dream that one day I’ll be someone who can do something different from what others are doing. But as I grew up, my dream keep on changing from one to another. When I’m a teenager, I was having a dream which I believe I can change the world. Now, that dream seem to be far from the truth.

As of now I saw a new dream. An aim rather than a dream. An aim to do something better than what I’ve ever done in my past life. I’ve had different memories, different experiences, different understanding, friends the list goes on. I’ve learn partly from my mistakes and partly from my personal experiences. To me I knew one thing, “Life is an unending Mystery”. I will keep on learning, keep on thinking, keep on trying to be the best.

Now I thought, “What is the best thing I can do, I can say, I can influences, to bring a change in this world”. I realized that I can’t bring a sudden change to this world, but I can contribute in a small way to bring about a change in it.

What you think is the best for us…

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Irresponsible Citizen

It was a beautiful and lovely morning, when I  drop my younger sister to appear for her examination. Since its been a 5 years that I am using public transport, hence don’t usually get a chance to have a seat at the bus stop. But on that particular morning, I was required to wait with my sister for a different vehicle which she had to board. In the wait, I get a chance to dive myself in those days when I’ve to wait at the bus stop for the bus to come. When the wait is long, I wish there were a place that I can sit. Its not so long that those times just pass by like a giant movie screen in front of my eyes, when another scene comes into picture; a newly constructed, bus-stop shed. Carved in beautiful, place for seating adding more beauty to Shillong.

Bus Waiting Shed at Barik Point

Bus-Stop Shed at Barik Point with Seat removed

While I was in that dreamy world, I was suddenly awoken by an awful sight! “Gosh!” I said to myself, “What happened to the Chairs?”. All I could see were the iron bar that linger there in a barely good to sit looks. I thought to myself, are we so irresponsible to not even care about the so-called public property. It seems we considered it to be so public, that we even don’t take any thought to care. Now, with all the chairs gone, where will public be sitting if they have to wait a bit longer. Imagine in the same morning, instead of getting a little comfy from the supposed to be bus-stop shed, I’ve to wait with my sister either standing or when I got tired to stand then sit in the two-wheeler seat (which is not comfortable when not riding).  My question is, have we become so irresponsible up to the extend of stealing public property for our own personal benefit? Should we be more responsible Citizen and instead contribute to the welfare of the State and the region as a whole.

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