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IT has to be an unusual book. After all, it is not every day that
you come across a tome of information piled on you, that too by a
16-year-old. But Ankit Fadia has got himself into a little niche
with the publication of his first book. Fadia's book is a careful
compilation on his passion - hacking. Fadia wants to tell all of
us that hacking ain't no four letter word to be hissed out. In
fact he even glorifies the virtues of being a good and compulsive
hacker. He also points out, rather artfully, the slight
difference between hacking and cracking.
But then Fadia should know. It's one thing he has dedicated his
young years to, and that too diligently. He set up a website,
hacked into people's computers and codes and then simply called
them up and told them how weak their defences were. Not only did
he get a million job offers, most of which were hastily withdrawn
when they realised they were after all only dealing with a kid;
but he also managed to get published all the truth about hacking,
legally and "ethically" by one of the respected publishing firms.
Another feather to his cap - he's also their youngest author in
110 years.
The idea behind the book, as Fadia reveals, is quite simple - to
create an breed of ethical hackers that will be able to
revolutionise the global security scene. And despite the
fascination that people all over the world have with hackers,
they have no real idea of how things work. The book dispels some
doubts and is the first ever work to cover even the undocumented
aspects of computer security.
Unofficial Guide to Ethical Hacking, Ankit Fadia, Macmillan, Rs.
345.
* * *
A CAREFULLY documented piece, this is the work of a lifetime of
learning and adulation. Ileana Citaristi, accomplished Odissi
dancer, who trained under the great Kelucharan Mohapatra, has, in
her work, recalled the times and works of the greatest Odissi
dancer that India has seen. Her book opens with the story of
Kelucharan's childhood, its ups and downs and how furtively he
entered first the world of dance. But Baba Kela, as he was
rechristened by his parents, was destined to greater glory and
fame and even at a young age had the makings of a good dancer/
actor. Despite the limitations of adequate reference points as
well as documented work, Citaristi has done a commendable job in
putting together the first ever documented version of his life.
As his student, she has had access not only to Kelucharan but
also to some of his closest associates as well as being party to
the tremendous growth that he managed to carve out for Odissi
dance. The book has some rare photographs of the guru and his
various associates. Even with age Kelucharan's ardour and passion
for his dance form has not diminished. He continues his role as a
mentor to his students. And though the book is not a slick
production and its writing is rather pedantic, it is definitely a
goldmine of information.
The Making of a Guru,
Ileana Citaristi, Manohar, Price not mentioned.
* * *
WHY do most teenage stories read alike? A question, I suppose,
that is difficult to answer, since each teenager thinks that his
or her story is much more precious, different, exciting and
positively more bizzare than any other's. Sensitivity is not an
issue that modern-day teenagers would like to confront. So then
life becomes a series of blimps and blurbs. Those who smoothen
out the horizon, of course, never write a book, it is to be
presumed. But the others, well god bless them. They are a bagful
of aching pains and groans and moans, spills and thrills which
they insist on inflicting on as large an audience as possible.
A young girl, growing up in some part of America. Disjointed life
in brackets. Mother who is vague and makes disappearing a ritual.
Sister who is of course older and wiser. Father? Exists but just.
Life is a series of unfinished escapades, non-existent
boyfriends, jealous friends and passable situations like smoking
dope. Of course you end up doing the mandatory one night in jail.
Vague mom comes over to bail you out. Charms the ageing judge.
You look up in wonderment. Arrive back home feeling placated and
cosy. Life goes on, back in the familiar neighbourhood. Amen.
Cherry, Mary Karr, Picador, £ 14.99.
* * *
THE practice of Feng Shui can be located back 4,000 years. This
is the ancient Chinese tradition of harmonising our surroundings
with the universal forces of yin and yang. Today Feng Shui,
which, for a while, was considered a dead science, has once again
gained popularity, specially in the west. In India we have the
vaastu shastra which like Feng Shui, dwells on the forces of
nature and what man should do while designing his living areas or
work areas. Feng stands for "wind" and shui for "water"
representing the two forces of nature that ancient Chinese felt
had to be harnessed in order to get the most beneficial lives.
The book, apart from tracking the history of this practice, its
relevance and its application, also recommends certain ways in
which this art may be incorporated in modern lives. Of course,
the author is at pains to point out that the western notion of
Feng Shui begins and ends with their application to residential
areas only. He notes that Feng Shui goes well beyond that. Apart
from concentrating on the individual's birth chart, Feng Shui,
like any other science, has large doses of common sense. Wherein
it advises you against buying a house that is too big or too
small or building in front of a busy road. Or even housing the
television in your bedroom. These are basics but it seems there
is an overwhelming need for people to rediscover the simpler ways
of life. An interesting book for those who would want to learn
more about this ancient tradition.
Feng Shui, Henry B. Lin, Penguin,
Rs. 250.
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