After a meandering tour along the length and breadth of the hot and
hostile climes of Karnataka, am finally back to Chennai. But alas, it is
now a land, no more of either Amma or Chinnamma. Generally feeling lost
encircling the 'O' or cris-crossing 'E' of the less charismatic PSs who
are busy struggling and crawling inch by inch to firmly secure their
foothold on the otherwise slippery sands of the politically volatile
Marina.
As I travelled by Shatabdi couple of days back, .... passing time flipping through the pages of one of the lesser known books of Dr Shashi Tharoor 'Riot The Novel ', realised mid way... it wasn't really as captivating as most of his other books. As a fan of Tharoor, the writer, felt slightly disappointed I must say. Since alternatives abound with the 'all in one' mobile with only limitation being the battery power, had enough material to keep me occupied through out the journey though.
But what captured my thoughts, time and entertainment aboard was the 'Ma' of Google. I mean the Google 'Ma'(p).
After a sumptuous dinner, I happened to turn my attention to the Ma for some reality check as to where was I and heading in which direction.......
As the train gave a long whistle announcing the arrival of the next station, Google Ma unshackled herself lazily clearing her throat for some valuable voice guidance, I realised that it was like a riveting saga of a traunt mischievous child driving a car with utter disdain for roads and a concerned, often confused and a 'never say die' mother sitting on the edge of the co-driver seat, trying her best to guide the child back on the road.
The train chugged merrily along the rails with a gay abandon as that of a victorious sportsman heading back to his hometown. The Google Map however always 'road-bound' , aligned or struggled to align to the nearest road and started its voice guidance in all sincerity......
"500 metres, turn right on NH 58... "
Who cares, the train simply crossed the road over bridge and chugged along.... thumbing its nose to the Google Ma(p) !
Sure enough, Google struggled, did some contours study, reset some algorithm and some brisk matching of longlats, lo and behold, in a few milli seconds, recognised another road, aligned itself and again started off untiringly for the next set of guidance instructions.... only to be fooled again by this mischief mongering train..!!!
On the whole it was an enjoyable train ride, thoroughly immersed in the cat and mouse game of the train with the never tiring spirit of the Google Maps.But I must say, like all good mothers, it was the Mother Google who had the last laugh... For after all, the last mile connectivity from the Railway Station to my home was by road. And here, Google Ma(ps) has no rivals !!!
As I travelled by Shatabdi couple of days back, .... passing time flipping through the pages of one of the lesser known books of Dr Shashi Tharoor 'Riot The Novel ', realised mid way... it wasn't really as captivating as most of his other books. As a fan of Tharoor, the writer, felt slightly disappointed I must say. Since alternatives abound with the 'all in one' mobile with only limitation being the battery power, had enough material to keep me occupied through out the journey though.
But what captured my thoughts, time and entertainment aboard was the 'Ma' of Google. I mean the Google 'Ma'(p).
After a sumptuous dinner, I happened to turn my attention to the Ma for some reality check as to where was I and heading in which direction.......
As the train gave a long whistle announcing the arrival of the next station, Google Ma unshackled herself lazily clearing her throat for some valuable voice guidance, I realised that it was like a riveting saga of a traunt mischievous child driving a car with utter disdain for roads and a concerned, often confused and a 'never say die' mother sitting on the edge of the co-driver seat, trying her best to guide the child back on the road.
The train chugged merrily along the rails with a gay abandon as that of a victorious sportsman heading back to his hometown. The Google Map however always 'road-bound' , aligned or struggled to align to the nearest road and started its voice guidance in all sincerity......
"500 metres, turn right on NH 58... "
Who cares, the train simply crossed the road over bridge and chugged along.... thumbing its nose to the Google Ma(p) !
Sure enough, Google struggled, did some contours study, reset some algorithm and some brisk matching of longlats, lo and behold, in a few milli seconds, recognised another road, aligned itself and again started off untiringly for the next set of guidance instructions.... only to be fooled again by this mischief mongering train..!!!
On the whole it was an enjoyable train ride, thoroughly immersed in the cat and mouse game of the train with the never tiring spirit of the Google Maps.But I must say, like all good mothers, it was the Mother Google who had the last laugh... For after all, the last mile connectivity from the Railway Station to my home was by road. And here, Google Ma(ps) has no rivals !!!
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