hacking into wgr614 v5

after long time...today i spent some hardcore time online to search something...
it was turn of my wifi router...i was trying to search if i can play around it in someway...

got to know that it can be hacked...atleast there is a file called telnetenable.exe that will help me enable telnet server on the router...unfortunately i could manage to pull its source from the void (can someone help me compile it?)

Great info about Netgear WGR614
http://www.seattlewireless.net/index.cgi/NetgearWGR614

http://www.furrygoat.com/2004/04/wgr614_antenna.html
http://www.pcbee.co.kr/contents/hs/ra/28267.html

NetGear ME102 External Antenna?
http://www.nodomainname.co.uk/me102/me102.htm

how to read netgear.cfg from a WGR614 wireless router
http://www.experts-exchange.com/Hardware/Routers/Q_21548629.html

Netgear WGR614 Wireless Router (Video)
http://www.fastsilicon.com/content/view/93/29/

Hacking the Netgear wgt634u
http://sarwiki.informatik.hu-berlin.de/Hacking_the_Netgear_wgt634u

Serial console
http://sarwiki.informatik.hu-berlin.de/Serial_console

can someone compile this n give me????
http://www.seattlewireless.net/telnetenable.c

Open Source Code for Programmers
http://kbserver.netgear.com/kb_web_files/n101238.asp
https://gullfoss2.fcc.gov/prod/oet/...p;fcc_id=PY305100002
https://gullfoss2.fcc.gov/prod/...p;fcc_id='PY3WGR614V5'
https://gullfoss2.fcc.gov/prod/...35&native_or_pdf=pdf
http://forums.extremeoverclocking.com/a...-129421.html

when the going gets tough...

[23:44] my_friend: i havent heard from her
[23:44] my_friend: so mebbe she is still working on it
[23:45] me: she is getting busier
[23:45] my_friend: i am glad
[23:45] my_friend: but she is setlting in well
[23:46] my_friend: doing well for herself
[23:46] me: ya
[23:46] me: yes
[23:46] me: she is on her own
[23:46] me: making money
[23:46] me: so she will be fine
[23:47] my_friend: finally when everything lets u down..money is the only thing that sees u thru
[23:47] me: ya
[23:48] me: more imp when it helps u build yourself
[23:48] me: n get back ur self esteem
[23:48] my_friend: isn;t that amazing
[23:48] my_friend: yeah ..self esteem
[23:48] my_friend: suddenly people who treated u like shit
[23:48] my_friend: treat u with respect
[23:48] me: thats life...and its more like a jungle life
[23:49] my_friend: survival of the fttest
[23:50] me: nah...survival of the strugler
[23:51] my_friend: we humans have an amazing capacity to survive
[23:51] my_friend: the the going is tough
[23:51] my_friend: the tough get going

Good Old PC!

I have habbit of reading something while I eat. As todays lunch plate was brought to me, I happened to pick sisters book lying on the table for reading.

It was a book on cryptography...I recollected golden days of college when I was usually burried behind thik reference books...most common were electronics and pc troubleshooting books.

In the evening surfing session, I opened up Wiki page for Prince of Persia...from there slowly I reached to Rotoscoping, ZX Spectrums, IBM PCs and so forth (rather back).

IBM PC compatible was the first PC I started to work with. I was in 9th Standard when I started to learn GW-BASIC. So many sweet memories are associated with those times...If I sit remembering all of those, time will fly fast.

It seems like yesterday when I put my hands first time on a PC keyboard, 1.44MB Floppy, CGA/MDA Monitors, HDD, PC Quest magazines, ISA cards (I was called Kard Boy in college!).

The moments when I used those infamous software for first time are still fresh for me - GW-BASIC, Dangerous Dave, Checkit, Norton Antivirus, Lotus 1-2-3, dBASE III+, Wordstar, Windows...The nostalgia will never cease to amuse me!!!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_of_persia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rotoscope
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ZX_Spectrum
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sprite_(computer_graphics)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IBM_PC
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IBM_Personal_System/2
http://digitize.textfiles.com/items/1982-ibm-personal-computer/

Floating Lamp Of The Shadow Valley!

Few sundays ago...just got up and put on Discovery as usual. "Discover India" was on - time for documentories on India.

What I witnessed next, was a bitter truth of life on the earth...It was a story of a 9 year old boy Arif from Kashmir, a story that would shake up any sensitive heart alive.

Arif lives in a hut built illegally on bank of daal lake, India. His father left him with his mom and siblings for terrorism. Only physical asset this family has is a wooden boat. Arif is the primary breadwinner for the family. Everyday morning, Arif sets up on his boat to find passanger to carry across the lake. What he earns in the process is a small amount, nonetheless, is a treasure that will let him buy food for the day.

That money also allows Arif and his siblings go school and study. They all have a desire to study and aspiration to own a house in future.

When asked about his father, Arif told that he was a terrorist and killed people for wrong. He used to hit his mother and siblings. When asked, what would he feel if he hears his father is dead...Arif simply said - "nothing!"

The interviewer talked to Arif's brother and mom. All are proud of him for the efforts he puts in to run the house. They know the reality that Arif's effort keep them going. Arif's sister answered one question - "What would have happened if Arif wasent working?", quick answer from that kid was - "We would have died!"

In the age of playing innocently with kids round the street, Arif has to spend his day rowing his lone boat no matter how hard the winter is. He once brought home a small puppy that came in the along the way. Perhaps it was the only friend he had apart from his family. But the destiny didnt let them be together long. The puppy died and Arif had to bury it with help of his brother, amidst watary eyes.

This is a representative story of a lot of individuals in this country or maybe across the globe. The documentary was shot over a period of time. It showed Arif breaking ice during hard winters so that he can row the boat to work. It showed arif running to mosque for Eid prayers and unlike others, rushing home after to cover his house with plastic cover so that they can prevent themselves from rain and snow.

Life is tough every day around Daal lake. Every corner is captured by a gunman - either a soldier or a millitant. I have not been to Kashmir personally but from whatever I have gathered by the media, its an amazing piece of nature's work - snow covered mountains, beautiful lakes and landscapes. But today Kashmir represents mountains of human ego and lakes of blood shed due to reasons beyond Arif's control.

Throughout the story, Arif emerges as a Hero. Yet he shows a down to earth character. This simplicity of the character is visible in the day to day events. The kid is like just another kid when he plays with the brother and sister, sadly there are no expensive toys for them.He lists his top wishes if he is given a big sum - house, VCD player, Shikara (houseboat), maruti 800 and wish to get his sister married!

Hats of to the Director who brought this story before the world, and hats of the thousands of people like Arif who live to live their dreams amidst human race of power.
May Arif grow up and fulfil his dreams. Hope We all get to see a more calmer and beautiful earth someday...Amen!

Related Links
http://www.idfa.nl/idfa_en_filmdescription.asp?filmid=28512
http://www.raindancefilmfestival.org/festival/programme/features/floatinglamp.htm
http://kashmirmedia.wordpress.com/2006/10/30/the-boy-who-is-the-boatman-of-kashmir/

The vast majority of manhole covers in New York City are from India?

According to http://littleindia.com/december2003/Made%20in%20India.htm The vast majority of manhole covers in New York City are from India!!!

A simple article on WIKI can be an interesting one... checkout the manhole cover article -> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manhole_cover

Can a race car lift a manhole cover?
CART, similar to Formula 1, race cars create so much vacuum due to their aerodynamics that they can lift a manhole cover above the ground. During races on city streets, the manhole covers must be welded down to prevent injury. In 1990, while racing in Montreal, racer Jesus Pareja's car struck a manhole cover that was lifted by the ground effect of the car he was following, causing his car to catch fire.

The first man-made object in space?
An urban legend claims that a manhole cover was accidentally launched from its shaft during an underground nuclear test in the 1950s, at great enough speed to leave the solar system. The story is based on a real incident in August 27, 1957 during the Operation Plumbbob nuclear tests, where a heavy steel plate cap was blasted off the test shaft at tremendous velocity, never to be seen again. It is not known if it actually left the atmosphere.

Eureka! a new animal that I found today!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sewer_alligator

Today's Wikiing...Compressors and MUs

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gas_compressor
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reciprocating_compressor

One of my fav searches - Indian Trains
Didnt know that there was a engine naming convention followed!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_locomotives

Some links on Mumbai Local Trains
Mumbai Rail Vikas Corporation, I always wondered what MRVC, YSYL etc means on the local train compartments...
http://www.railway-technical.com/muops.html
Gosh, there is so much info on the train compartment numbers etc...
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-mu.html
http://www.mrvc.indianrail.gov.in/
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-shed.html
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-pway.html#beml-tl

Time to sleep...more wiking tomorrow :-)

Burgalary in the house...

I was alone in my room and fast asleep. around 3.30 in the morning, I just woke up with a slight noise...got up and found nothing/noone around so I went to the loo. As I put on the light, I saw my trousers lying there. I was surprised since I had put those trousers behind main door before

I went to bed.Thinking how it happened, I lifted the trousers, I suddenly saw the main door opening. A guy quickly entered house, lifted my mobile and ran out.I shouted "Stop!" and ran behind him, by the time I reachd door, he was opening sliding grill in the passage. Generally that grill was hard to slide but just before diwali it had been oiled. He managed to slide it and ran down the stairs. I ran behind him, but after getting down a floor, I stumbled in the stairs...he fled away...

I came up, neighbours had got up. I had been hurt on my knee 3-4 weeks ago. That wound also had started bleeding again. I checked my trousers, my wallet was not in the one I had kept in. Thankfully bike and room keys were there. I was relieved a little. I covered the wound and went down the street to get the cops. there was a police van on the road, 4 cops sleeping inside :-)

They directed me inside the police station.Inspectors on duty were sleeping and I woke them up. I told them what had happened. They were cold as expected. They asked me to block my credit cards and phone number and come next day with mobile purchase receipt to get the complaint registered.I started walking back to home, though i was not able to walk normally, it had started paining a little.

Suddenly I heard a voice, the two cops were calling me. The cops came with me to the apartment. They checked a little and then went back.

I was little shaken. Took the trousers lying on the floor and voilla...my wallet was there but in another trouser. I checked it, money was not in it but all the credit cards were there...that was great relief. But mobile was gone for sure. I dressed up, took the mobile receipt and went back again to cops.Next 30 mins were frustrating. I tried to hold my temper like never before.Cops wanted to register a case for "missing mobile"!!!!! I did not understand how they can ask this, despite telling them a thief entered and stole the cell in front of me. I insisted that a burglary case be registered. After I insisted, they did so. But they wrote as below..."while I was sleeping, an unknown person took away my mobile my misunderstanding for his gains". I do not know what this legally means but my mind was not thinking much...They did not give me the FIR receipt and asked me to come the next day to collect the theft certificate.

I talked to neighbours and a shopowner nearby. They all pointed to one possible theif in the area. Quiet unbelieavle that police is not aware about him. They just knew how to note the IMEI number in the complaint. but way they wrote all things was horrible. I checked with doctors the next day. I had suffered a minor fracture on my leg near finger. Doctor put a big plaster on my leg and advised me not to walk for 5 weeks!

That day I couldnt sleep in the room, not even for a few mins...the fact that someone wandered in the house while I was sleeping made me go nuts thruoughout the night.

My friends came the next day. I somehow came to mumbai.
Its quiet difficult to spend time in the plaster and extremely boring too...I had asked my friend to go to cops next day and get the FIR copy. but cops talked to him as if he is the theif or as if we had made a plot, huh!!!

I wanted to raise voice against this, checked site of major newspapers and television channels..sad to say that there is no defined method to contact them as a common man. One of them had link to mail the editor but after drafting whole story realised that the submit function was never tested, got ASP error :-) They will anyways be busy chasing politicians and highprofile sportsmen/actors..

I talked to my mobile phone service provider. They were quick to block the phone number. But they said I have to talk to the manuf to block the handset using IMEI number. Manufacturer was not available 24/7. I called them between their working hours but they plainly told me that in India no one has software to track the handset using IMEI number or block it!

What a system! Thieves enter others house without fear, and steal things, cops sleep on duty and harrass people blatatenly, media is not ready to help easily....

This insensitive attitude of people pisses me off instantly. As long as they are around, there is no hope for this country!

Sigh