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Just downloaded the newest entrant in browser market – Google Chrome. So whats the difference Google is making by launching their own browser in such fierce competition between arch-rivals Microsoft and friends Mozilla?
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Here are some pointers on the Google Chrome website:
Google Chrome is a Open Source browser that combines a minimal design with sophisticated technology to make the web faster, safer, and easier.
- One box for everything – Type in the address bar and get suggestions for both search and web pages.
- Thumbnails of your top sites – Access your favorite pages instantly with lightning speed from any new tab
- Shortcuts for your apps – Get desktop shortcuts to launch your favorite web applications
OK, but the ultimate question is WHY? – there is an answer for this too: According to Google, we spend most of out online time in a browser – search, chat, email, blog, bank, catch up with friends, read news, follow sports.. all with a browser. So in order to make our lives simpler, Google brought us this Chrome – On the surface its simple and straight, under the hood, there is a strong browser that runs complex web apps. Each and every tab is an isolated ’snadbox’ that prevents the other tab from crashing and provides protection from rogue sites. There is a very strong and new JavaScript engine, V8 to help pages load faster.
Well is it fast enough?
hmm… , so far I have not experienced a lag in the working of the Chrome. But I cannot really say that given the speed of my internet connection 
. but nagging issue that i have noticed is that Face Book does not work properly in it … specially the POKE function from your home page. hope they will do something about that.
Why dont you try it and let me know: Get Google Chrome
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these words touched me as it popped in my mail from Eastern Bulls … as i felt what Belgi Thomas felt as a biker …
tribute to RoadMelters Jamshedpur
I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But you didn’t see me put an extra £10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But you didn’t see me playing Santa at the local Mall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my
bike parked out front. But you didn’t see me attending a meeting to raise more
money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But you didn’t see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette
butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn’t see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.
But you didn’t see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you roll your eyes at our Leather jackets and gloves.
But you didn’t see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.
I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.
But you didn’t see me cry as my children where born or have their
name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But you didn’t see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But you didn’t see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.
But you didn’t see me pat my child’s hands knowing she was safe behind me.
I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But you didn’t see me squeeze my wife’s leg when
she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you race down the road in the rain.
But you didn’t see me get soaked to the skin so my son
could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But you didn’t see me trying to turn right.
I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But you didn’t see me leave the road.
I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But you didn’t see me. I wasn’t there.
I saw you go home to your family. But you didn’t see me.
Because I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn’t see me.
Spread this link around in hopes that people will understand the biker community..
I hope you never lose someone that rides.
EVEN IF YOU DON’T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT
WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE ARE NOT
IN ‘YOUR’ WAY
Regards “N” Rock n roll
Belgi Thomas
A few weeks back I had this really bad nightmare … the girl I love was being beaten up by someone … apart from the name she was shouting I had no clue who this person was. I did know who this person was, as in I have heard his name before, but I have never seen him … this happened for a few days till it faded away. I kept wondering why I had that dream … this got me thinking about one phobia I had. It’s the fact that the true identity of the person is hidden; in this case I have never met this person. I think it’s this fact that I have always had an aversion to.
Thinking more laterally, there are all kinds of hidden agenda, a hidden mask that we encounter in real life and they can be all the more treacherous to us.
In the game of love and life, it’s all about first impressions, and all of us can present an airbrushed version of ourselves at least once. Once the scratching of the surface begins, this is where all the stuff that is best kept hidden starts to show through. This might seem very hypocritical coming from a person who has mostly managed to get an honest first impression. Many weave a web of stories to cover up who they really are, and that stuff can be kept deep undercover by the truly devious for sometime. The true danger with this is that the deception happens at the expense of trust that a significant other may have placed in that person. Once the true colors are revealed there’s the loss and pain to deal with, as well as that feeling of stupidity.
First impressions can be so deceiving, you see. I have observed that the plastic smiles at the first handshake are often the reason for misleading first impressions. The mention of handshakes brings to mind the arena of business. All of us flex our creative muscles when it comes to impressing potential employers, and I am sure we have all fallen in love with the version of ourselves that we present on our CVs – so much so that we become somewhat unrecognizable as the people we actually are.
I have been blessed with a lot of qualities and skills, most of them self studied, to such an extent that people consider me a jack of all trades n in fact have been told that am even a master of quite a few … but though it has helped me see through a lot in life … nonetheless has also made me pretty popular … I sometimes ask myself, is it worth it? Exactly what my skills are remains hard to define, but I am still trying to move on with life somehow.
I had read a phrase by someone regarding a similar situation, ‘you can’t cut a melon and a coconut with the same blade’ which I didn’t really understand, but it struck me that both of those things blended together can make a refreshing cool drink. 🙂
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