A few days back i happened to read this article in TOI of how a new scientific research has blamed the loss of all dinosaurs & species of Mesozoic era on us i.e. Indians. {Is there any necessity to say the nationality of this report???? Yes, you guessed it right! It is Uncle Sam’s job. You know…this is the foremost problem with the developed countries. They have plentiful of time for such futile studies and examinations. I have never, in my life so far, met or heard of any Indians doing or have done their doctorates in Sleipnir (i.e. some mythological eight-legged horse), or haplology (i.e. course of action of deleting two almost identical syllables in a word. If you ask me, i will be deleting this entire word!), or Ornithopters or some things even remotely similar to these all. But forget it! This can be a whole new blog by itself some day. Let’s get out of these curly brackets now.} It puts forward the theory of how the volcanic eruptions in South-Asian subcontinent, i.e. India, formed an olympian cloud of smoke, ash and all trash blocking the sunlight for a long time to result in alteration of climatic conditions and finally the end of Hollywood’s National Animal.
Before this day it had never occurred to me that these archosaurs had once inhabited India also. I know that my history stands weak with arranging events chronologically. But what i can remember is that there were gods living in India (Why i don’t know! When the whole planet belongs to you, why not stay in Switzerland forever????) And there were some devils also who were always killed by these gods (If not gods, they could go to Switzerland!!!!! There were no VISA interviews in those days!!!) And then there is a huge time skip & my memory lands me in Harappa, Mohenjodaro, Mauriyas, Cholas, Magadhas, Nandas, Guptas, Mughals, Nizams, Peshwas and finally the East-India Company. Now this is a very big lapse of time not accounted. How this period was not registered anywhere, i don’t know. Maybe that’s why all the great leaders in this world have always & has at least given us one “thought” emphasizing importance of time, punctuality and such things. And it is due to these guys only that we have to give account of our 40 hrs spent every week in office (@#$%&*@*%#%#&#@!).
But imagine if this chain had all its beads in place and if this whole thing had a perfect continuity, India would have been so different with just the knowledge that we inherit the land once owned by dinosaurs!!!!
India being the largest producer of cinema, the impact on film business cannot be deserted. We Indians pour in heaps to movies featuring dinosaurs, anacondas, giant gorillas and such (once-up-on-a-time) living things. In fact, my first English movie is Jurassic Park itself. We Indians can’t keep ourselves far from such fantasies. And hence, i am quite sure that, we wouldn’t have needed to turn to Steven Spielberg for them. We would have had many such movies from Satyajit Ray. (I don’t know the authenticity of this but i have read somewhere that the famous ET was a plagiary of one of the Satyajit Ray’s ideas.) Salim-Jawed would have written larger than life scripts (this phrase aptly suits dinosaur movies) on how the carnivorous dinos would kill herbivorous dinos & then the kids of herbivorous dinos would take the “hamari maa ki maut ka badlaa”. Karan Johar would have made dino romantic fables. Dinosaurs hopping around hillocks (they won’t fit behind the garden bushes), shouting (equivalent with talking), shouting (equivalent with singing), shouting (equivalent with laughing) and again shouting (now equivalent with crying). (Gawd! It is going to be a tough job for vocal artists to give so many expressions by just shouting). There would be wedding-videos type movies on them. Action packed “Khiladi” type is never to be forgotten too. To cut this whole thing short, let’s just say, the landscape of the Indian Cinema would have been very different.
Another great change would have been in our childhoods. We would not have had all those toys of just horses, dogs or elephants. I am sure our parents would have got us some long necked simple and mild looking herbivorous dino toys. For soft toys lovers there would also be teddy-dinos. Our childhood stories wouldn’t just have ended with donkeys and monkeys. May be, we would be giving a break to ant and elephant and would be cracking jokes on Epidexipteryx (the smallest dino) and Spinosaurus (the largest dino). Our Panchatantra stories would also need editing to change the king of jungle. Jungle Book would have had a small cute ummm…dinolet (what do we call a baby dino???) as Mowgli’s friend. Our museums would have been containing beautiful fossils of long tails and sharp teeth of these animals. And now, i would call these fossils as the real fossils worth any museum. (I detest those earthen one-armed-lady statues & bullock carts. Oh come on! Anyone can in their own backyard make them, bake them and start their own small museum.) Our education systems would have been somewhat different. Instead of mugging the dates of Chauri Chaura Movement twice in school life, one year they would have taught us about these creatures. Who knows, i would have been a paleontologist now. Digging earth somewhere for more and more bones! Oh wow! That would have been so much better....
Going many steps ahead, i would also say that, may be this small alteration would have made a vast cultural change montaging the whole of the Indian image. The whole persona of Indians would have been poles apart. We would have been bolder, antagonist, valiant, fearless and hence may be much more developed. Coming back to the topic of development, may be it would have been like this that we Indians would have put forward this new “scientific research” blaming them and then some American guy would have scratched his head and would have come up with this blog...... :)
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Attention! ! !
This to bring to your notice that the blog down with all 'ages' is not my ingenuity. So you all can stop praising me about writing that. It was just a forwarded mail that i had received & thought of sharing with you all. Although, you can still praise me for taking a good pick. But hey, rest all are my own. See ya with another good one soon.
N.B. Million thanks to all readers & their comments.
N.B. Million thanks to all readers & their comments.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
My First Love
You are in a great rush. You somehow climb in and grasp your last lost breath. You start looking around. There are people. Lots of people and in different lots. First is the lot of those who are lost in Peace. Those may be the thoughts of happiness or sadness, homes or offices, girlfriends or boyfriends, and lots many things. They care for nothing that’s going around. Second is the lot of those who are lost in Prints. Those may be newspapers, sudokus, crosswords, novels, study books (rare!) or even sewing machine & PAN card advertisements pasted around. They care for nothing that’s going around. Third is the lot of those who are lost in Pixels. Those may be of mobiles, I-pods, laptops, palmtops or Blackberry (Some people, because of its multifunctional nature, don’t consider it as a member of mobile family. So sad for the mobile clan to lose it’s most commendable member!!!). & ditto is for them also. (Never forget, there are also people begging, selling & dozing. But they are few.) And i am proud member of the third lot. I wouldn’t have called myself proud but for this new Nokia advertisement which shows how restlessness is an asset and the most important distinguishing factor of ours. Somehow, our mobiles define us.
Killing time is not as it was before. It’s now in many people’s to-do list. Its part of our 24 hours schedule & which else mode could be better than a mobile which that we have every time? Now, mobile is our part and not an accessory. SMSs & calls were, once upon a time, vital means of communication. But now we use them to kill time. Mobiles were rich affair then. But now, just like sky, mobiles are everywhere. A friend of mine tells me how his roomie has three cell phones. First one for his girlfriend to call on (Need I say that this is always engaged?????), second one for his parents to call on as their home landline has some friends’n’family plan activated for cheaper call rates (This is rarely used cause of first phone.) and third one for office work (This you have to strictly avoid on weekends & all other holidays.)
Accepting, even i am addicted to my cell phone. I just love my cell phone. I can’t live without it. Wait a minute…... if this continues, i might even stop calling it "it" and name it something just like Joe & Chan call their chair & TV by names Rosita & Steveie. Looking back in past, i know now, that it would have been horror if i didn’t have that straight black animal, taking only 90 deg turns & surviving on small pixels. That greenish yellow flickering screen was an antidote. It made me survive my PLs & my engineering books. Even now when i am stuck in between lines, i turn back to the Applications Menu of my cell. Only difference these days is that the Snake with enormous gigantic appetite has been replaced by a Sailor who is on a mission to save his fleet of ships from wrecking against the rocks. (For non-geeks, this game is made on same basis as Minesweeper & is called Seasweeper. And if you even don’t know what Minesweeper is, BBYE! Pack your bags and get back to your era. RED ALERT! Hurry! Byzantines have attacked your kingdom!!!) But the peace and leisure it brings is still the same.
Rewinding to a few years back, when something called a ringtone was heard, we looked here & there to see what that sound came from and how an owner of mobile phone looks. (No! I didn’t think that sound came from a spaceship. We aren’t going that back and that West.) But now when you hear a ringtone, you give a damn to it unless it’s something funky that you don’t have yourself. Actually, my fantasies for them have taken a low level. With my first mobile, i was crazy about these ringtones. I used to write down all 8b1 8.e2 16g2 8#f2 4e2…… so that i could keep updating to newer and cooler tones every time i wanted. I also remember sending Birthday Song ringtones, instead of SMSs, to my many friends. (If anyone wants them all, i still have them. Contact animesh.kulkarni@akersolutions.com). Sometimes even seven tones weren’t enough for my greed. But now when you can have tones of songs init, you care least of what actually rings when it rings. My roomie was another of the mobile-lover species. He had his collection of best SMSs. You name the occasion and he would set out options for you. I am sure; his craze is also now dead.
Time passed. Monotonous black-n-green displays changed to wifi enabled blue-toothed PDAs. The World spinned so many times and so did my feelings. My feelings turned from passion to love to affection & then to mere liking. But if it makes you feel any better, i need to confess it to TVS Scooty that not her, but you, Nokia, are my first love…..
Killing time is not as it was before. It’s now in many people’s to-do list. Its part of our 24 hours schedule & which else mode could be better than a mobile which that we have every time? Now, mobile is our part and not an accessory. SMSs & calls were, once upon a time, vital means of communication. But now we use them to kill time. Mobiles were rich affair then. But now, just like sky, mobiles are everywhere. A friend of mine tells me how his roomie has three cell phones. First one for his girlfriend to call on (Need I say that this is always engaged?????), second one for his parents to call on as their home landline has some friends’n’family plan activated for cheaper call rates (This is rarely used cause of first phone.) and third one for office work (This you have to strictly avoid on weekends & all other holidays.)
Accepting, even i am addicted to my cell phone. I just love my cell phone. I can’t live without it. Wait a minute…... if this continues, i might even stop calling it "it" and name it something just like Joe & Chan call their chair & TV by names Rosita & Steveie. Looking back in past, i know now, that it would have been horror if i didn’t have that straight black animal, taking only 90 deg turns & surviving on small pixels. That greenish yellow flickering screen was an antidote. It made me survive my PLs & my engineering books. Even now when i am stuck in between lines, i turn back to the Applications Menu of my cell. Only difference these days is that the Snake with enormous gigantic appetite has been replaced by a Sailor who is on a mission to save his fleet of ships from wrecking against the rocks. (For non-geeks, this game is made on same basis as Minesweeper & is called Seasweeper. And if you even don’t know what Minesweeper is, BBYE! Pack your bags and get back to your era. RED ALERT! Hurry! Byzantines have attacked your kingdom!!!) But the peace and leisure it brings is still the same.
Rewinding to a few years back, when something called a ringtone was heard, we looked here & there to see what that sound came from and how an owner of mobile phone looks. (No! I didn’t think that sound came from a spaceship. We aren’t going that back and that West.) But now when you hear a ringtone, you give a damn to it unless it’s something funky that you don’t have yourself. Actually, my fantasies for them have taken a low level. With my first mobile, i was crazy about these ringtones. I used to write down all 8b1 8.e2 16g2 8#f2 4e2…… so that i could keep updating to newer and cooler tones every time i wanted. I also remember sending Birthday Song ringtones, instead of SMSs, to my many friends. (If anyone wants them all, i still have them. Contact animesh.kulkarni@akersolutions.com). Sometimes even seven tones weren’t enough for my greed. But now when you can have tones of songs init, you care least of what actually rings when it rings. My roomie was another of the mobile-lover species. He had his collection of best SMSs. You name the occasion and he would set out options for you. I am sure; his craze is also now dead.
Time passed. Monotonous black-n-green displays changed to wifi enabled blue-toothed PDAs. The World spinned so many times and so did my feelings. My feelings turned from passion to love to affection & then to mere liking. But if it makes you feel any better, i need to confess it to TVS Scooty that not her, but you, Nokia, are my first love…..
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.
"How old are you?"
"I'm four and a half!"
You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.
"How old are you?"
"I'm gonna be 16!"
You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there?Makes you sound like bad milk!
He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40.
Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!
So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70!
After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30 ; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards;
"I Was JUST 92."
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!!
So HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them."
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop" And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
"How old are you?"
"I'm four and a half!"
You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.
"How old are you?"
"I'm gonna be 16!"
You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there?Makes you sound like bad milk!
He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40.
Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!
So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70!
After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30 ; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards;
"I Was JUST 92."
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!!
So HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them."
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop" And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Monday, December 31, 2007
ABC of 2007
Lots many things happened the receding year. Lets take a sneek-peek at some of them.
A
Abhi-Ash bind in matrimony keeping the press at an arms length
Adam’s Bridge? NO NO NO! I am politically clever. No Comments Please!!!
AIIMS go on a strike for their rights. RDB kept alive by these students.
B
BAD BAD YEAR FOR THE Bs
Bachchans targeted for what not. Be it the flower decoration at marriage or be it taxes to pay. Bad year for them in the end with the demise of Teji Bachchan.
Blair steps down the Brit PM Office.
Britney Spears in a rehab with a Bald head & also tries to bring death by hanging her self.
Bob Woolmer meets a tragic death bringing surprise along with suspicion on many Paki players.
Benazir Bhutto assassinated. Oh! She had two Bs.
C
China ready for hosting the Olympics ’08. Beautifully decorated cities ready for the guests. Let me say, its all Chaka Chak.
D
Dhoni brought a feather in cap of Indians which was a must after the sham defeat in World Cup by Bangladesh. Twenty20 zindabad!
The Departed won the most coveted Oscar. Truly Worth!
E
Emergency with our neighbors.
Elizabeth Hurley FINALLY married with Arun Nayyar. India got the only reception part to enjoy.
F
Farah Khan heading with jets. Proved that female directors can give a HIT to Bollywood. Also thank her for RE-INTRODUCING SRK.
G
Gujarat always in news. Elections got on air everywhere.
Gordon Brown steps in as the new Brit PM.
Greg Chappell finally resigns after facing a lot of music.
H
Harry Potter finale released.
Hillary got to get-set-go for Presidency.
Husain M F received non-bailable warrant for obscene painting of Bharat Mata. He books a complete theatre for The Return of the Queen.
I
An “i” for the “I”. TOI brings in a new re-defined “i” to our eyes.
Pursuits of Happyness also helped this new mission.
J
J K Rowling rolls in millions. Promises for the 8th part giving details of Hogwarts.
K
Kingfisher catches the Air Deccan.
L
Lakshmi Mittal retains the crown of Richest Indian.
M
Madhuri returns. Not with a bang though.
Modi returns. With a Bang!!
Manjunath’s murderer gets death penalty.
N
NCERT to ban “FAIL”.
Nawaz Sharif returns & ironically, still stays.
Nandigram in fires.
O
OSO! SOS according to me.
Osama celebrates 50th birthday on March 11.
Obama gives a tough fight to Hillary.
P
President Appointed! Prathibatai Patil enjoys being first lady Prez of India.
Padma splits with Rushdie.
Pravin Mahajan gets life term imprisonment for brother Pramod’s murder.
Q
Queen Elizabeth II turns 81. Still counted amongst the top models. Magazines say she has the Style.
The Queen brought in an Oscar for Helen Mirren. The Reel Queen gets a tea-break with The Real Queen
R
Richard Gere tripped in a reverse gear after the kiss with the pretty woman Shilpa.
Ramasethusamudran! New issue for the Rama Lovers.
Rahul Gandhi the next PM or what?
S
Sunita Williams takes Samosas to space. Record break 195 days in space.
Shilpa Shetty brought to tears by the Big Brother. Consoled later by the Rs 3 Crore Prize. Again in news with a stage show for aiding AIDS.
Saawariya promises to much but fails to keep them. Turkish towels in market though.
Six-Packs in demand!!! Thanks to SRK.
T
Taj Mahal the topmost wonder of the world. Thanks to our modern telecommunication.
Taslima again in news. Though nothing good this time also.
Telgi stamped for stamp scam.
U
UP get the new CM. Mayawati surprises everyone.
Uttarakhand, new name of Uttaranchal.
V
Virginia Shootout! Alas!!!
Valdimir Putin, the Times’ Person of the Year.
Victoria & David move to LA & also occupy a place in Madame Tussad’s.
W
West Bengal set on fires.
X
X Men- The Last Stand. 3rd in the series released.
Y
Y K Sabharwal, the ex-chief justice faces music for lending a helping hand to son, taking advantage of post.
ZZee launches ICL Cricket Team.
A
Abhi-Ash bind in matrimony keeping the press at an arms length
Adam’s Bridge? NO NO NO! I am politically clever. No Comments Please!!!
AIIMS go on a strike for their rights. RDB kept alive by these students.
B
BAD BAD YEAR FOR THE Bs
Bachchans targeted for what not. Be it the flower decoration at marriage or be it taxes to pay. Bad year for them in the end with the demise of Teji Bachchan.
Blair steps down the Brit PM Office.
Britney Spears in a rehab with a Bald head & also tries to bring death by hanging her self.
Bob Woolmer meets a tragic death bringing surprise along with suspicion on many Paki players.
Benazir Bhutto assassinated. Oh! She had two Bs.
C
China ready for hosting the Olympics ’08. Beautifully decorated cities ready for the guests. Let me say, its all Chaka Chak.
D
Dhoni brought a feather in cap of Indians which was a must after the sham defeat in World Cup by Bangladesh. Twenty20 zindabad!
The Departed won the most coveted Oscar. Truly Worth!
E
Emergency with our neighbors.
Elizabeth Hurley FINALLY married with Arun Nayyar. India got the only reception part to enjoy.
F
Farah Khan heading with jets. Proved that female directors can give a HIT to Bollywood. Also thank her for RE-INTRODUCING SRK.
G
Gujarat always in news. Elections got on air everywhere.
Gordon Brown steps in as the new Brit PM.
Greg Chappell finally resigns after facing a lot of music.
H
Harry Potter finale released.
Hillary got to get-set-go for Presidency.
Husain M F received non-bailable warrant for obscene painting of Bharat Mata. He books a complete theatre for The Return of the Queen.
I
An “i” for the “I”. TOI brings in a new re-defined “i” to our eyes.
Pursuits of Happyness also helped this new mission.
J
J K Rowling rolls in millions. Promises for the 8th part giving details of Hogwarts.
K
Kingfisher catches the Air Deccan.
L
Lakshmi Mittal retains the crown of Richest Indian.
M
Madhuri returns. Not with a bang though.
Modi returns. With a Bang!!
Manjunath’s murderer gets death penalty.
N
NCERT to ban “FAIL”.
Nawaz Sharif returns & ironically, still stays.
Nandigram in fires.
O
OSO! SOS according to me.
Osama celebrates 50th birthday on March 11.
Obama gives a tough fight to Hillary.
P
President Appointed! Prathibatai Patil enjoys being first lady Prez of India.
Padma splits with Rushdie.
Pravin Mahajan gets life term imprisonment for brother Pramod’s murder.
Q
Queen Elizabeth II turns 81. Still counted amongst the top models. Magazines say she has the Style.
The Queen brought in an Oscar for Helen Mirren. The Reel Queen gets a tea-break with The Real Queen
R
Richard Gere tripped in a reverse gear after the kiss with the pretty woman Shilpa.
Ramasethusamudran! New issue for the Rama Lovers.
Rahul Gandhi the next PM or what?
S
Sunita Williams takes Samosas to space. Record break 195 days in space.
Shilpa Shetty brought to tears by the Big Brother. Consoled later by the Rs 3 Crore Prize. Again in news with a stage show for aiding AIDS.
Saawariya promises to much but fails to keep them. Turkish towels in market though.
Six-Packs in demand!!! Thanks to SRK.
T
Taj Mahal the topmost wonder of the world. Thanks to our modern telecommunication.
Taslima again in news. Though nothing good this time also.
Telgi stamped for stamp scam.
U
UP get the new CM. Mayawati surprises everyone.
Uttarakhand, new name of Uttaranchal.
V
Virginia Shootout! Alas!!!
Valdimir Putin, the Times’ Person of the Year.
Victoria & David move to LA & also occupy a place in Madame Tussad’s.
W
West Bengal set on fires.
X
X Men- The Last Stand. 3rd in the series released.
Y
Y K Sabharwal, the ex-chief justice faces music for lending a helping hand to son, taking advantage of post.
ZZee launches ICL Cricket Team.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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