Being Social to help train Artificial Intelligence – Redefining Social, are we?

In this world of increasingly smart consumer appliances, I think it’s time we take a breather and look back at what makes for this artificial intelligence (AI). Doesn’t AI make life better? It does, right? Isn’t a washing machine that can download applications by accessing your home wifi, scheduling washing and coordinating your water temperature better than having to do it manually?

But will we participate is the question in the ‘training experience’.

This was first referenced to by an article I read in DNA Money, an interview with Mr. Hakan Eriksson who said that companies like Electrolux, IFB and Siemens would love to know how you’re washing your clothes – hot water or cold, detergent usage, how many litres of water are being used so they can remember and self-load in future. But then the company asks you these questions to better your experience, to gain some feedback and you say “Hey, no, I don’t want to participate in this survey” while you spend a large part of your day on Facebook chatting with friends discussing much more private things.

In a more decidedly Indian scenario, think about a myriad of examples to this effect. Kaya Skin Clinic requests you to message back toll-free about your experience with them, as does Vodafone. But the initial frustration that you’ve had with the telecom provider irks you enough to not want to opt-in and participate in a series of questions about your experience with the telecom officer- even though it could better the experience for someone else, even though you will spend that time day-dreaming or probably checking your Tweets. There’s a whole category of people who think they already ‘wasted’ enough time on the telecom officer who couldn’t solve their problem in the first place, but they don’t realise how their input could probably better it for 10 other people in future; they don’t realise that they could well be one of those ten!

In this increasingly social world, we bother to create a bigger, better avatar about ourselves on social networks – trying to populate our profiles with the coolest of books, the most famous bands, hobbies and movies but what about those social aspects with a return on investment? What about experiences like these.

Can we then safely call ourselves social without being a part of said and similar examples? If yes, then we’ve just unknowingly redefined Social. If no, then we’re just beginning to ponder....and you know what? Sometimes, that’s all that matters :)

So the next time your upset with your Online travel portal voucher and want to right it – argue, berate, discuss and opine, but don’t turn away from that extra email id and phone number the guy asks off you to call up and get some feedback about teething trouble with his newly launched wap site. Give – Feedback, brickbats, compliments and bouquets. It’s time we look at these things as a long term investment...

You think it was, but it was not

You did feel like it...it was there, out in the open and then it was just out of reach...and you wondered why? But it was nothingness...Trust me! Not like it dissolved into nothingness..its just never existed...I wouldn't even say it was a figment of your imagination, coz then it would have to have been there. But thats the entire point. The sheer non-existence is more than you can take...no matter how much you want to..no matter how much you're sure you'll brave it....Its pretty much a nasty feeling..but when it tethers on the edge of being nasty for such a long while, you realize it's frugality. Then, in all eventuality, you realize the feeling is hopelessness; a situation you can absolutely, involuntarily not manifest into any other.

So there...thats the helplessness for you. The feeling that then follows is one of elation. Slowly, but definitely you get high on the lack of ability to do much. It annihilates any false sense of power that you may have experienced in all of the happening here..By the end of it, your most definitely not where you started from.

Of Unquestioned Answers...and making them happen

Disclaimer: License readily given to rhetorical questions and question tags.

Is this post worth writing? Well now, shouldn't I have thought of that before I began the same? Are they usually voluble or can they be silently psychological too? How can one be characterized by the loss of speech or its primordial absence? Why should I question the essence of life? Why should I forgive plagiarism and still refrain from indulging in it? How much more to go before I run out of questions? On that note, how do you define a question? Is it a mere subject up for discussion or something with a unanimous answer to it, or is it merely the decisive stating of a fact with an interrogative demeanor? Why does one add a Question tag? Isn't it just resorting to the usage of a defense mechanism? Am I tiring now? Maybe Im not..Maybe Im just failing in seamless interrogative transition..Maybe I should just back to the normal human world now and consider myself semi-fruitful....On second though, well, theres always tomorrow..

Marrying Phrases is a socially Colloquial Liberty

At least for me they are. Have you ever wondered how a conversation or mere reading of text would appear if there were to be a stream of continuous phrases one after the other sometimes even overlapping. Its rather early in the morning and the wheels of my mind are stuck in the mud of curiosity to know if this is phonetically possible. I’ll try this realm in a bid to throw caution to the grammatically correct winds.

Disclaimer: the usage of fillers to enable functionality is but permitted

All the worlds a stage, and all men and women are merely players, in a manner of speaking. They wouldn’t be found as dead as a doornail jumping the bail of life. The Devil incarnate if teamed up with the Devils advocate would be a dilemma-tic sight to see. To wear your heart on your sleeve is to invite this duo over to supper. A wild goose chase of emotions will display but, mere confusion, though the truth will out eventually. Sigh…At the end of it, to be or not to be, that is the question. What do you say? Touché!. Feeling under the canonical weather, are we?!

Being Wasted- Getting there...well almost...

Ever wondered sometimes why life feels wasted. However, the wastage of time itself is a totally different thing. Its like relishing the sheer knowledge of an after-taste in your mouth (even though the taste buds have just been thrown into action). Its a possibility though, a sudden burst of that feeling to un-waste would appear; if that happens, dont worry, it will pass as does everything in this philosophical life(life included). So go ahead, 'relish' it and make the most of this moment before it unreallistically counts itself down to death, or even worse, extinction!. Enjoy the feeling of liberation that wraps its rather sub-consious aura around you like a warm, but stealthy, blanket. It feels like the smell of water on fresh earth. That, albeit, is only when realization strikes. Then it is unfortunately followed by this feeling of emptiness that lets you classify itself as being wasted. Enables me to justify why I even bothered with this post, doesnt it?