It remains to be determined whether the presence of CD8+T cells in the liver is ther esult of their migration to the infected hepatocytes or of programmed trafficking to non-lymphoid organs.
Q? Is the dif between dif Ads due to the increased no of cells in the liver? look at diff chemokine surface markers.
Friday, June 30
I have just joined facebook, the great new online social network. The BBC wrote this article on it and I think that more than the article, reader's comments are more interesting. Its great to see some readers actually protest against this.
I got a message from my friend congratulating me(and himself) on being his 100th friend. Since when have we become so insecure in our relationships that we began to count our friends!!!!
Thank God I can count the number of friends I have on my hand. I probably have exactly 3 friends who despite knowing how stupid, annoying, kiddish I am would still be happy to call me their friend.
Is it really great to have 73 friends on facebook? Does my life become better because I am suddenly connected to 14,074 people by being part of the Oxford University Network? Do I have to write posts on Facebook for me to remain friends with someone or keep myself in their memory?
What happened to the good old fashioned meeting on the playground or a quick coffee or even better meeting after 5 years in the middle of nowhere? I fear for a world where people value each other on whether or not they belong to an online social network!!
Sorry for the rant..but it really does annoy me when people are amazed by the fact that you are not on FACEBOOK! Welcome to the new "face" of peer pressure...its no longer smoking or drugs or playing football but FACEBOOK!!
I got a message from my friend congratulating me(and himself) on being his 100th friend. Since when have we become so insecure in our relationships that we began to count our friends!!!!
Thank God I can count the number of friends I have on my hand. I probably have exactly 3 friends who despite knowing how stupid, annoying, kiddish I am would still be happy to call me their friend.
Is it really great to have 73 friends on facebook? Does my life become better because I am suddenly connected to 14,074 people by being part of the Oxford University Network? Do I have to write posts on Facebook for me to remain friends with someone or keep myself in their memory?
What happened to the good old fashioned meeting on the playground or a quick coffee or even better meeting after 5 years in the middle of nowhere? I fear for a world where people value each other on whether or not they belong to an online social network!!
Sorry for the rant..but it really does annoy me when people are amazed by the fact that you are not on FACEBOOK! Welcome to the new "face" of peer pressure...its no longer smoking or drugs or playing football but FACEBOOK!!
I decided I shall only blog on three kinds of posts. One, about sports. Two, about science. Three, about my feelings on the world at large. I then realised that should usually cover everything I do in a day.
My day normally starts off with me waking up early( anything between 7am and 9am), having a quick bath(or not) and then heading off to the lab. I reach the lab and depending on the amount of work (or how I feel) I either start work immediately or I log myself onto a computer, make myself a cup of tea and check mail. Having finished checking my meagre correspondence (usually consisting of spam mails, AANet saver, CNN breaking news or Africans offering me a million bucks if I send them my bank account details) I then go to these three websites:
1. BBC Sport
2. Cricinfo
3. Rediff
Having scanned the latest in the world of sport and my life, I then think about whether I want to reply to the few mails I have received. Most of the time I don't but on the rare occassion where I feel I need to prove my efficiency I reply to these mails in not more than three lines.( Thats all the writing I can do on one cup of tea in the morning).
Then back into the lab and finish lab and go home to watch mindless British TV or porter in college.
Thats my day for you and therefore if I were to blog about my day it could only consist of three things!!
My day normally starts off with me waking up early( anything between 7am and 9am), having a quick bath(or not) and then heading off to the lab. I reach the lab and depending on the amount of work (or how I feel) I either start work immediately or I log myself onto a computer, make myself a cup of tea and check mail. Having finished checking my meagre correspondence (usually consisting of spam mails, AANet saver, CNN breaking news or Africans offering me a million bucks if I send them my bank account details) I then go to these three websites:
1. BBC Sport
2. Cricinfo
3. Rediff
Having scanned the latest in the world of sport and my life, I then think about whether I want to reply to the few mails I have received. Most of the time I don't but on the rare occassion where I feel I need to prove my efficiency I reply to these mails in not more than three lines.( Thats all the writing I can do on one cup of tea in the morning).
Then back into the lab and finish lab and go home to watch mindless British TV or porter in college.
Thats my day for you and therefore if I were to blog about my day it could only consist of three things!!
I got myself a very apt mug from my trip to Edinburgh. There were a series of mugs with Scottish words and their dictionary meanings printed on them. I got myself one emblazoned with "Skiver" - a person who keeps putting things off. I am very good at this and acclaim myself to be among the best. My achievements in this area include:
1. Putting off getting a Schengen visa to visit Berlin thus incurring the wrath of girlfriend, mother's resigned sigh and last minute shenanigans involving impressing the Austrian embassy to issue me a Schengen to visit Vienna when I had no intention of doing so!
2. Cancelling my Vodofone contract that I have had since September 2003. I had planned to write them a letter giving them 30 days notice on the 30th of September 2004. June 25th 2006 and I have only now got around to it because I have been offered a new contract.
3. I was supposed to write to RM, Mother, Solomon Girl but have been postponing it since January this year.
4. My "greatest" skiving achievements are in the field of birthday cards. When I was at MGIMS I would buy cards and inscribe in them for friends but never post them because I could not be bothered to go to the post office and buy stamps.
My other mug from Glasgow is broken and has to be discarded. Linacre is having a great party on Sunday. Its an exchange BBQ where you bring all your useless stuff and exchange it with other people or give it to charity. Its a great idea which actually makes spring cleaning that little bit more fun.
1. Putting off getting a Schengen visa to visit Berlin thus incurring the wrath of girlfriend, mother's resigned sigh and last minute shenanigans involving impressing the Austrian embassy to issue me a Schengen to visit Vienna when I had no intention of doing so!
2. Cancelling my Vodofone contract that I have had since September 2003. I had planned to write them a letter giving them 30 days notice on the 30th of September 2004. June 25th 2006 and I have only now got around to it because I have been offered a new contract.
3. I was supposed to write to RM, Mother, Solomon Girl but have been postponing it since January this year.
4. My "greatest" skiving achievements are in the field of birthday cards. When I was at MGIMS I would buy cards and inscribe in them for friends but never post them because I could not be bothered to go to the post office and buy stamps.
My other mug from Glasgow is broken and has to be discarded. Linacre is having a great party on Sunday. Its an exchange BBQ where you bring all your useless stuff and exchange it with other people or give it to charity. Its a great idea which actually makes spring cleaning that little bit more fun.
Sunday, April 30
Cricket season begins
My cricket season started today, Sunday 23rd April. I was playing for the University Club against St.Johns in a friendly. The match was to be played at St.Johns which being the richest college in Oxford flaunts it by having a mechanical roller!
The groundsman is paid as well as a post-doc and is highly respected for preparing sporting pitches. The ground is situated North of Oxford up Banbury Road and is among the prettiest grounds in Oxford. The ground is right in the center of a residential area and surrounded by these rows of red brick houses. The pavilion is old and not very large. The ground is manicured,with a fast outfield and very large. The green ground in the foreground of the red brick houses(each costing in excess of 500,000) makes a lovely sight.
The obscene thing about the ground though was that one boundary was incredibly shorter than the other. The pitch was a good pitch,firm and had good carry. However, it was the first game and we were playing in April so I don't think we were playing on the main track. The pitch was bowed from end to end which meant that from the pavilion end the pitch rose a couple of inches, which meant that the ball sat up quite well. However from the other end you were bowling down a slope much like Lords and left a very small length on the pitch from which the ball had carry but anything short of that and the ball kept very low.
The weather - no cricket match can ever be played or planned without looking at the weather forecast. Saturday was a gorgeous day and I thought it was the first day of summer. Unfortunately, Sunday dawned wet and gray. I portered in the morning and by 1.30 it was dry and the sun was bashfully peeking out from among the dark clouds. However, just as I was going to head off for a 2pm start the drizzle began as if just to spite us. I dawdled before heading off to play.
With overcast skies and a bowling attack replete with swing bowlers Martin Booth decided to take the field. The ground was wet,with pools of water on the field. Anyway, I am not going to write a match report simply because its usually done and I shall link to it.
The great thing about the game was the fact that the home team had organised this fantastic tea. There were sandwiches, biscuits, tea,squash,jaffa cakes,crisps - a great spread and it was much required after 40 hours of squatting behind the wicket in a constant drizzle and slippery outfield. St.Johns piled on 200 or so for 6. I kept reasonably well. A couple of byes,one missed catch,one catch!
I went in 2 down,exhausted.My first stroke was a four followed a streaky couple,a big six and a single. Scored 19 and was setting myself up for a big score against a weak attack. Then the expected happened. They gave the ball to a pie-chucker geeky kid whose first ball bounced four times outside the pitch before reaching the keeper. Then in the only ball of the over which he bowled on the stumps, I tried to run it down to thirdman and missed it completely. Bowled Mr.&*$)*#$ 19!
Anyway, we won. I felt stupid and annoyed. End of story. Looking forward to my next match on Thursday for Linacre against Oriel and then the weekend match against Pakistan.
I am very excited about playing Cricket this season. I have worked on my batting in the nets and am actually looking forward to having a decent season. I have a strange feeling that with my heightened anticipation and excitement, I am going to have a disastrous season compared to last year.
Next report to follow soon.
The groundsman is paid as well as a post-doc and is highly respected for preparing sporting pitches. The ground is situated North of Oxford up Banbury Road and is among the prettiest grounds in Oxford. The ground is right in the center of a residential area and surrounded by these rows of red brick houses. The pavilion is old and not very large. The ground is manicured,with a fast outfield and very large. The green ground in the foreground of the red brick houses(each costing in excess of 500,000) makes a lovely sight.
The obscene thing about the ground though was that one boundary was incredibly shorter than the other. The pitch was a good pitch,firm and had good carry. However, it was the first game and we were playing in April so I don't think we were playing on the main track. The pitch was bowed from end to end which meant that from the pavilion end the pitch rose a couple of inches, which meant that the ball sat up quite well. However from the other end you were bowling down a slope much like Lords and left a very small length on the pitch from which the ball had carry but anything short of that and the ball kept very low.
The weather - no cricket match can ever be played or planned without looking at the weather forecast. Saturday was a gorgeous day and I thought it was the first day of summer. Unfortunately, Sunday dawned wet and gray. I portered in the morning and by 1.30 it was dry and the sun was bashfully peeking out from among the dark clouds. However, just as I was going to head off for a 2pm start the drizzle began as if just to spite us. I dawdled before heading off to play.
With overcast skies and a bowling attack replete with swing bowlers Martin Booth decided to take the field. The ground was wet,with pools of water on the field. Anyway, I am not going to write a match report simply because its usually done and I shall link to it.
The great thing about the game was the fact that the home team had organised this fantastic tea. There were sandwiches, biscuits, tea,squash,jaffa cakes,crisps - a great spread and it was much required after 40 hours of squatting behind the wicket in a constant drizzle and slippery outfield. St.Johns piled on 200 or so for 6. I kept reasonably well. A couple of byes,one missed catch,one catch!
I went in 2 down,exhausted.My first stroke was a four followed a streaky couple,a big six and a single. Scored 19 and was setting myself up for a big score against a weak attack. Then the expected happened. They gave the ball to a pie-chucker geeky kid whose first ball bounced four times outside the pitch before reaching the keeper. Then in the only ball of the over which he bowled on the stumps, I tried to run it down to thirdman and missed it completely. Bowled Mr.&*$)*#$ 19!
Anyway, we won. I felt stupid and annoyed. End of story. Looking forward to my next match on Thursday for Linacre against Oriel and then the weekend match against Pakistan.
I am very excited about playing Cricket this season. I have worked on my batting in the nets and am actually looking forward to having a decent season. I have a strange feeling that with my heightened anticipation and excitement, I am going to have a disastrous season compared to last year.
Next report to follow soon.
Sunday, March 19
Intolerance?
So, I havent blogged about the muslim cartoon controversy because of two reasons:
1. not much time
2. I havent got my head around it.
So, I am writing this in attempt to clear my head.prepare yourself for total rambling.
Firstly, I asked myself are the cartoons offensive?
I believe they are. These are my reasons:
1. They stereotype muslims as terrorists, and associate Islam and the prophet as instruments of terror.
It would be like drawing Christ torturing Iraqi civilians and keeping them locked up in prisons indefinitely because people who have committed these acts(Guantanamo Bay) are Christians.
2. I spoke to a friend of mine who is a extremely devout muslim and he explained why muslims across the world got so agitated. Muslims do caricature themselves and do make fun of their own community. They have Hodja jokes and even have comedy shows like Shazia Mirza who do make fun of their own religion and community. But, as my friend pointed out all muslims draw a line. They supposedly never make fun of their prophets. They hold thier prophets in the highest esteem and they believe that it is the greatest sin to idolise their prophets. So, in this case where the prophet was drawn it was insensitive of some other religion.
So, my argument here is not that the Danish newspaper did not have the right to print these cartoons but that they printed something that was deeply offensive and dangerously blasphemous in another's religion.
Interestingly, the one cartoon which I think succinctly describes the reason for the publication and commission of the cartoons has been overlooked. It shows a terrified artist drawing a bearded face with Mohammed written looking nervously over his shoulder.
Now, I suspect this cartoon would have presented the world with a clear view of the issue and the reasons for drawing such cartoons.
If you do wish to get a brief overview of the history of the event have a look here.
I got a brief overview from my Danish labmate. The story goes something like this:
Danish children's author wants someone to illustrate his book on Muhammed. He cant find anyone because of artists scared of extremist muslims. Danish newspaper publishes cartoons to show that Denmark has moderate muslims who will not undertake or condone such threats. End of story..beginning of madness.
1. not much time
2. I havent got my head around it.
So, I am writing this in attempt to clear my head.prepare yourself for total rambling.
Firstly, I asked myself are the cartoons offensive?
I believe they are. These are my reasons:
1. They stereotype muslims as terrorists, and associate Islam and the prophet as instruments of terror.
It would be like drawing Christ torturing Iraqi civilians and keeping them locked up in prisons indefinitely because people who have committed these acts(Guantanamo Bay) are Christians.
2. I spoke to a friend of mine who is a extremely devout muslim and he explained why muslims across the world got so agitated. Muslims do caricature themselves and do make fun of their own community. They have Hodja jokes and even have comedy shows like Shazia Mirza who do make fun of their own religion and community. But, as my friend pointed out all muslims draw a line. They supposedly never make fun of their prophets. They hold thier prophets in the highest esteem and they believe that it is the greatest sin to idolise their prophets. So, in this case where the prophet was drawn it was insensitive of some other religion.
So, my argument here is not that the Danish newspaper did not have the right to print these cartoons but that they printed something that was deeply offensive and dangerously blasphemous in another's religion.
Interestingly, the one cartoon which I think succinctly describes the reason for the publication and commission of the cartoons has been overlooked. It shows a terrified artist drawing a bearded face with Mohammed written looking nervously over his shoulder.
Now, I suspect this cartoon would have presented the world with a clear view of the issue and the reasons for drawing such cartoons.
If you do wish to get a brief overview of the history of the event have a look here.
I got a brief overview from my Danish labmate. The story goes something like this:
Danish children's author wants someone to illustrate his book on Muhammed. He cant find anyone because of artists scared of extremist muslims. Danish newspaper publishes cartoons to show that Denmark has moderate muslims who will not undertake or condone such threats. End of story..beginning of madness.
Tuesday, January 31
Clumsy Dude!
I am a really clumsy fellow. Ask my brother who refuses to give me a watch or a pair of glasses to wear. As he quite rightly points out my rate of destruction/loss is about 2 watches or spectacles/year. In a now usual occurrence I lost my new pair of glasses on the Austrian Airlines flight from Mumbai to Vienna. It was a very pleasant flight and I was able to sleep for a long time which probably accounts for it slipping off without my notice.
Anyway, my clumsiness has always made me incredibly cautious when I am in museums and OT's. So, when I read about this I can only shake my head and sympathise. I cant imagine the reaction of the curators,they must be furious and helpless. I am sure breakages in museums must have happened in the past, but its just the first time that I have come across a report.
This happening in England I can just imagine the conversation
Curator : " Gosh! Are you all right, sir"?
Man : ( embarassed) "Yes,yes...I dont know how it happened. I am so sorry"
Curator :(clipped tones)"I hope you are not hurt,sir. Its rather dangerous when one does not tie their shoelaces. I always make sure to tie mine"
Man: "yes,yes. I cant imagine how it happened.Oh, I feel awful. Is there anything I can do"?
Curator: "No thank you,sir.I only hope that you have not injured yourself. Its not very often that we get a Qing vase,so I dont suppose we can do much about it. Please make your way to the front of the museum where we have a first aid kit".
Anyway, my clumsiness has always made me incredibly cautious when I am in museums and OT's. So, when I read about this I can only shake my head and sympathise. I cant imagine the reaction of the curators,they must be furious and helpless. I am sure breakages in museums must have happened in the past, but its just the first time that I have come across a report.
This happening in England I can just imagine the conversation
Curator : " Gosh! Are you all right, sir"?
Man : ( embarassed) "Yes,yes...I dont know how it happened. I am so sorry"
Curator :(clipped tones)"I hope you are not hurt,sir. Its rather dangerous when one does not tie their shoelaces. I always make sure to tie mine"
Man: "yes,yes. I cant imagine how it happened.Oh, I feel awful. Is there anything I can do"?
Curator: "No thank you,sir.I only hope that you have not injured yourself. Its not very often that we get a Qing vase,so I dont suppose we can do much about it. Please make your way to the front of the museum where we have a first aid kit".
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