Prasanta Behera Blog

I think all of us must have seen the " Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory " film or have read the book (by Roald Dahl). It is an excellent movie to watch with kids!  In the movie the "Oompa Loompa" songs are quite funny. The song was stuck in mind for a long time ... My very young nephews and nieces have been visiting us every summer for last three years.  To make it fun, along with various activities like pillow fighting, tell funny stories to building caves out of chairs and bed-sheets, we started making funny 'oompa loompa" songs and now it has become a habit to  create a new  'Oompa Loompa" song together during each visit.  It is all gibberish but it is fun.  The song starts like:     "Oompa loompa doompety doo I've got another puzzle for you Oompa loompa doompety dee If you are wise you'll listen to me" But we do a slight modification .. " Oompa Loompa doom-pa-dee-do I got a question for you Oompa Loompa ...

It has been a year+ since I joined as the founding team member of a startup (scoredata.com). During this process, I have learnt a lot from meeting customers to VCs to lots of people for exploration. Last 3 weeks, we have been meeting with VCs to raise money.  Some days can be high and next day you to a low point ... it is a test.  If you believe in what you are doing, you have to keep pushing ...  (but it is also important to know when to pivot). I will do a write up about the whole process soon. I have not had much time lately to write (for blog). With flue for few weeks, VC meetings, and doing a guest lecture at Harvard Business school on " Critical Thinking on Big Data ", not much time left. Still, I managed to finish two books in the last month; " Over the Edge of the World " - it is a story of Magellen's journey and " The Universe in a Single Atom " by Dalai Lama. Both were quite interesting books. Have a great Thanksgiving Weekend!

The shadow of moon ripples in pond the flickering lights plays hide and seek  the barren mountain stands tall a nestled village layered in fog. The line slithers  on the mountain slope like a big black snake. Children close their eyes adults try to rush  when they cross. Every line has a story may it be a line  in the sand  in the leaves in the face every line has story a story to unfold. The black line of the mountain has a story, a story which gives chills to children reminds the adults of the valor makes the mountain proud. It was on his slope that the the big black demon snake slithering through the slopes was killed by Bhima(*) to save the village. The slithering line the mark of severed head the giants steps of Bhima it feels real it feels recent. The adult feel blessed the children are in awe  touching and feeling the black line   dreaming ... acting how it happend. It a story ...