Monday, June 30, 2014

Build 3 Web Applications in 90 Minutes (HTML5 & jQuery)


Learn and use the power of HTML5 and jQuery to make (1) Snake Game (2) Magnifier (3) Form with progress bar!

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The world is filled with web developers who know multiple web programming languages but haven't applied them anywhere. Just knowing the syntax does not matter.
What matters is TO APPLY that knowledge to build something. Easy or tough doesn't matter, you should just make something out of your knowledge.
"Build 3 Web Applications in 3 Hours" will make you write less and do more.
This course will teach you the most frequently used functions and techniques of HTML5 and jQuery and by the end of the course you will be having your own :
1. Animated snake game.
2. A magnifier application which is used in E-commerce stores.
3. A form with progress bar.
The course includes :
  1. Explanatory in-depth Videos.
  2. Presentations.
  3. Source code files of all the programs discussed and projects made.
  4. Supplementary Material for better understanding
  5. Quizzes at the end of section to revise and know how much you have learnt.
Course Structure :
The course is divided into 5 sections given below:
  1. jQuery Fundamentals
  2. HTML5 Fundamentals
  3. Creating the Progress Form
  4. Making Magnifier Application
  5. Making the Snake Game
Why take this Course :
After completing this course you will be able to
  1. Master most used functions of HTML 5 and j-Query.
  2. Make your own 2-D games.
  3. Make interactive websites with increased functionality.
  4. Design better User Interfaces
  5. Increase your grasping of web development technologies.
    1. Basic knowledge of HTML, CSS will be helpful
    2. Google Chrome (or any other modern web browser)
    3. Sublime Text Editor (http://www.sublimetext.com) or any other text editor.
    1. Over 28 lectures and 1.5 hours of content!
    2. Learn Basic and Advanced Level jQuery
    3. Learn the new concepts introduced by HTML5
    4. Make a snake game from jQuery and HTML5
    5. Make a Magnifier Application for E-commerce websites
    6. Make an Interactive Web form with Progress bar
  1. School or College students.
  2. Web Developers
  3. Freelancers
  4. User Interface Designers
  5. Entrepreneurs
  6. Anyone who wants to learn.

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            Saturday, May 31, 2014

            Inspiring Stories (Part 2) - From a Clerk to the Owner of Oberoi Hotel Empire..

            Here's the second part of the Inspiring Stories series that Alloyed Universe started last week. If you want to read the first part follow this link.

            Rai Bahadur Mohan Singh Oberoi, a name that is credited for putting the Indian hotel industry on the global map by successfully establishing hotel brands like Oberoi and Trident worldwide. Read his story in his own words below.
            Oberoi Hotel                                                                          M.S.Oberoi

            I was born on August 15, 1900 in a small village, Bhaun in district Jhelum, which now forms a part of Pakistan. The story of my life has been, in many ways, a dramatic one -- full of difficulties and hardships, in earlier days and later a spectacular rise to the position I now hold.
            But this was not achieved without incessant toil and a daily fight against tremendous odds. Yet it was a challenge to prove myself. When I look back to those days, as I sometimes do, in moments of leisure, I am thankful that I was able to accept this challenge and make good.

            These reflections also make me feel humble for I realise it was with God's help that I achieved what the world calls 'success.'

            My father, Shri A S Oberoi was a contractor in Peshawar, who died when I was only six months old. The family consisted of my mother and myself. My earlier days were spent in the little village of my birth. I began my education at the village school. Later, I was sent to the nearby town of Rawalpindi and enrolled in the DAV school from where I matriculated.

            After this I went to Lahore to join college and passed my Intermediate Examination. My studies were cut short as our already meagre finances began to dwindle. This was a moment of anxiety in my life as I realised that my qualifications would not get me a job.

            However, at the suggestion of a friend, I went to Amritsar, stayed with him and took a course in shorthand and typing.

            There was still no job for me on the horizon and I decided to get back to my village, where it would be easier to live than in a big city. There followed a point of waiting and frustration. My uncle helped me to get a job in the Lahore Shoe Factory. My work was to supervise the manufacture and sale of shoes.

            For a while, things looked brighter but the star of ill luck was still in the ascendant and soon the factory was closed down for lack of finances and I was compelled to return to my village.

            In India the importance attached to marriage is beyond all reason. Here I was penniless, jobless and almost friendless, but in spite of these very real disadvantages, my marriage was arranged with the daughter of Shri Ushnak Rai, who belonged to my village. I think my bright looks may have influenced my father-in-law.

            I like to think that in spite of other shortcomings I was a smart lad and he probably assessed that I would make good. The days immediately following my marriage were spent with my in-laws in Sargodha.

            On my return to Bhaun, a virulent plague epidemic had broken out. My mother told me that since I could not do any-thing to help in such a situation, I should go back to Sargodha and not risk my life.

            Plague, in those days was a terrible killer and people naturally dreaded an epidemic, which often wiped out villages. Sadly, I left full of apprehension about my future.

            In this mood of depression, I saw an advertisement in the local newspaper for the post of a junior clerk in a government office. With Rs 25 in my pocket, which my mother had given me, I left for Simla to appear for the examination.

            Unprepared as I was, I was unable to pass. This did not lessen my depression. My time was now spent walking around Simla and rambling in the countryside. Being the summer seat of the government of India, the town itself was full of high-ranking officers and members of the Viceroy's Council.

            But the hillsides, beyond officialdom were beautiful and there were many walks where one could be alone with one's thoughts.
            (inset) P.R. Singh Oberoi (Son of M.S.Oberoi)  


            One day, as I was passing the Hotel Cecil, I suddenly had the urge to go in and try my luck. Those were the days when this hotel was one of India's leading hotels, high class and elegant. It was owned by the line of Associated Hotels of India.

            As I entered, I found the manager himself in the foyer. I did not know who he was but one becomes bold in the face of difficulties. I had nothing to lose, so I went up and asked if I could have a job in the hotel.

            The manager was a kindly English gentleman named D W Grove. I was also given the post of billing clerk at Rs 40 a month. Soon, my salary was raised to Rs 50.

            At my request, on the plea of being married, I was also given living quarters. These were situated on the outer periphery of the hotel and were very humble indeed. When my wife joined me in Simla, we started to settle down in our modest home.

            Here we were faced with the necessity of cleaning the place ourselves. The quarters were in a bad shape and far from clean, but we were thankful to have a roof over our heads.

            We had to whitewash the walls ourselves, causing blisters on my hands and the consequent discomfort and embarrassment for me in the hotel work.

            Soon after I joined the Cecil, there was a change of management. Mr Clarke succeeded Mr Grove as manager. For the first time a small piece of luck came my way.

            My knowledge of stenography helped me take over the post of cashier and stenographer to Mr Clarke, and thus began my grounding on how hotels run. I worked and maintained an interest in my job. The fact that I knew my efforts were noted encouraged me.


            M.S. Oberoi with Pandit Motilal Nehru.
            It was while I was working in this capacity that Pandit Motilal Nehru came to stay at the Cecil, which was his usual place of residence when he came to Simla. He was then leader of the newly formed Swaraj Party but known throughout the country for having renounced a princely law practice to participate in the Freedom Movement with Mahatma Gandhi.

            Panditji had an important report, which needed to by typed speedily and with care. I sat up all night to complete the report and when I delivered it to him the next morning, he took out a hundred-rupee note and handed it to me with a word of thanks.

            I am an emotional person and had received little kindness in my short life. This gesture of Panditji's brought tears to my eyes and I quickly left the room.

            I could not have guessed then that I had met the father of the future prime minister of India, and that I myself would be one day a Member of Parliament during his leadership. One hundred rupees, which the wealthy throw away, was for me a fortune and made a big difference in my salary.

            So high was the purchasing power of the rupee that I was able to buy a wristwatch for my wife, clothes for our baby and a much needed raincoat for myself.

            In 1924, Mr Clarke decided to go into the hotel business for himself. His contract with the Associated Hotels of India had just ended. He obtained a catering contract for the Delhi Club and asked me if I could join him. I readily accepted the offer. My salary was now Rs 100.

            The Delhi Club contract was only for a year and Mr Clarke soon began looking around for new business. The Carlton Hotel in Simla was in liquidation. Mr Clarke was eager to lease it but guarantors were required.

            Here I was able to help and thus discharge a part of the moral debt, which his kindness and consideration in the past had placed upon me.

            I approached some of my relatives and friends who had means to assist with their co-operation. The Clarkes Hotel in Simla was opened. After five years, Mr Clarke decided to retire and sell out the hotel. He made me an offer saying he would prefer someone who could maintain the tradition and efficiency of the hotel to run it.

            Acceptance meant that I would have to mortgage my few assets and my wife's jewellery in order to raise the necessary funds. However, I did not hesitate long.

            The opportunity seemed almost a Godsend, as we Indians are a superstitious people. I took over the proprietorship of Clarkes Hotel with the help of a kind uncle who had stood by me in the past. I was now established in the Hotel business.

            It is a strange coincidence that nearly every turn in my life has been associated with an epidemic of some sort. In 1933 there had been a cholera epidemic of vast proportions in Calcutta (now Kolkata). The Grand Hotel had been closed ever since, as more than a hundred foreign guests had died. People were afraid to visit Calcutta.

            I happened to see the advertisement placed by the liquidators and immediately decided to take over the hotel if I could get in on low leasehold.

            The price asked was Rs 10,000 rent a month plus compensation for the goodwill. In return I demanded compensation for the ill will generated by the hotel.

            The rent was then dropped to Rs 7,000 a month. I agreed to this figure and had the place cleaned up and refurnished. With the outbreak of the Second World War in 1939, Calcutta was full of troops. The British Army was frantically trying to find accommodation.

            I immediately improvised 1,500 beds for the troops at Rs 10 per head for board and lodging. I also appointed Mr Grove, who had been my first employer at the Cecil Hotel where he had engaged me on Rs 50 a month, on a monthly salary of Rs 1,500.

            Taking over a cholera-ridden hotel had been a landmark in my career. The fact that I converted it and helped the Army in the time of stress and difficulty had come to the notice of the government. In 1941, I was awarded the title of Rai Bahadur by the government of India in recognition of the services to the Indian Hotel Industry.

            From now on my good luck was assured and gradually I went on increasing the scope of my activities with, I hope benefit to many and much fulfilment to myself. Everything I did prospered.

            In 1943, I bought out the controlling shareholdings of Associated Hotels of India Limited from Spencer & Company borrowing capital against the security of shares of the same company. In this way, I gained control over a big chain of hotels with establ-ishments in Rawalpindi, Peshawar, Lahore, Muree and Delhi.

            I employed as one of my general managers, the son of my former boss in Simla, Mr Falleti. The wheel had turned a full circle. I gradually added more hotels to my chain in Darjeeling, Chandigarh and Kashmir. I began to think of building my own hotels, and the first attempt was a small hotel in Gopalpur-on-Sea, in Orissa.

            India was now independent. Horizons had widened. I began to feel the world was my oyster -- that I could succeed in anything I attempted. Fortunately, I also realised that it was not good enough to keep launching new ventures if old ones were allowed to suffer. Too often efficiency and high standards once established are taken for granted.

            This is a great mistake and my constant aim has been to preserve the reputation of my hotels at the highest possible level. This pays many kinds of dividends. I was elected President of the Federation of Hotel and Restaurant Associations of India in April 1955, and in 1960. I was created President of Honour of the Federation for life.



            My thoughts turned to politics. India was forging ahead. By the grace of God any my own continuous efforts, I had established myself in the profession of my choice. I felt I must enlarge the scope of my activities.

            My main interest was building India amongst the top-most countries in the hotel expertise, also providing employment for improving the quality of life and helping the young.

            I contested the Rajya Sabha election in 1962 and was successful. In 1967, I stood for the election for the Lok Sabha and won with a majority of over 46,000 votes -- not a bad record for a newcomer in politics.

            I was able to open the Oberoi Intercontinental Hotel in 1965 -- a joint venture with Inter-continental Hotels Corporation and Pan American. Before this event could take place there were years of work and what some-times seemed innumerable difficulties. The reward for my labour comes through the fact that this hotel has become one of the most prestigious establishments in India.

            My hotels continued to expand. Some people refer to them as my Empire. A hotel is a small nation in itself and a chain does perhaps merit the name of Empire. This empire is not an imperialistic one, but rather based on the idea of rendering service. This has always been my wish and my endeavour.

            The latest additions are in Singapore, Saudi Arabia, Sri Lanka, Nepal, Gulf Area, Egypt and Africa. I must not forget to mention the 550 rooms Oberoi Sheraton in Bombay, going up to 30 floors -- the tallest building in India.

            This has been no mean achievement for the village boy, who left his plague infested village in search of a job.


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            Sunday, May 25, 2014

            Inspiring Stories (Part 1) - From a Ragpicker to a Celebrity Photographer...

            Alloyed Universe is starting a new series called Inspiring Stories which will inspire you to do beyond your potential and achieve the dreams you thought you could never achieve. Just read our 5 part series whose first part starts today and we will be telling you one story every week. So here it goes..

            A boy from the streets grows up to be one of India's most promising photographers. He travels the world, gives inspirational talks. His name is Vicky Roy. Read on to know the complete story.

            Once there was a boy who lived in a poor family having 3 brothers and 3 sisters and all time working parents. He had to be with his grandparents the whole day and was not allowed to go out to play with other children.

            Running away from home : In 1999, when he was 11 years old, he decided to run away from his home with only Rs. 900 in his pocket which he had stolen from his uncle. He wanted to escape and be free from the restrictions imposed on him by his poor family. He boarded a train at Purulia, West Bengal, and landed in Delhi. Some street children at the station spotted him crying, and took him to Salaam Balaak Trust (SBT), a home for young boys who have no place else to go. 

            Running away from SBT and then coming back : The locked environment of SBT does not suit his high flying free spirit. He came to Delhi to break free and not to be locked in a trust.Hence one morning he ran away again from SBT. He met the same kids he had met at the railway station, and after narrating his tale, he joined them as a ragpicker.

            " I collected water bottles and sold them for Rs. 5, the police beat us and the goons on the railway platform would steal all our money. I joined a restaurant near Ajmeri gate as a dishwasher, during winters the water was cold, and I had rashes that would bleed. This was when I met a volunteer from the same SBT who told me that I should be in school and that the trust had many centres and in some you could attend school and you are not locked up all the time." says Roy. 

            He rejoined one of the many centres the trust ran called Apna Ghar.

            Meeting Dixie Benjamin: Vicky scored 48% in his class 10th board exams.Seeing his below average academic performance,  he was told to join National Institute of Open Schooling where he could get training in computers or TV repair. Little did he know that his life was about to change forever.
            He met Dixie Benjamin, a British filmmaker, who was making a documentary on SBT. Roy hit it off with Benjamin and became his assistant, and thus began his journey as a photographer.
            "I didn't understand English but Benjamin told me that the arts have no language,and that I had a good eye. I also realised that photography would give me a chance to travel which I love. And that's when i got into it." says Roy.
             Before this Roy had used a plastic Kodak camera to take photos. Benjamin brought him upto speed with the use of an SLR.

            Finally, the dream comes true : Roy was soon to turn 18-years, and he was dreading it, this meant that he will have to leave SBT and set out on his own. SBT would provide with the basics like a gas cylinder, stove, matress and utensils: but he knew no other life other than what he had at SBT. However, becoming independent proved a blessing in disguise. Roy approached Anay Maan, the well-known portrait photographer to be his assistant. He agreed, but wanted Roy to stay with him for a minimum of three years, he did want him to leave after a few months having picked up some tricks of the trade.
            Anay Maan turned out to be a good teacher and mentor. He used to teach Roy about photography by drawing a picture by hand and explaining concepts like lighting and depth of field. The assignments took Roy to many places, his life was now lived in luxurious hotels, and he was collecting flight boarding passes by the dozen. He also browsed a lot of books on photography, which told stories of different subjects. It occurred to him that he had a story to tell as well. He was already on possession of a Nikon F80 that he had bought taking a loan of Rs 28,000 from SBT, which he had repaid by giving back Rs 500 a month.
            He shot street children who were 18 years or less, and had a goal to do something with their lives. 
            “I had my first exhibition called ‘Street Dreams’ in 2007, this was sponsored by British Commission and DFID that was very successful. I also took the exhibition to London and South Africa and sold many copies of the book. I now started feeling like I had arrived as a photographer and started developing an attitude,” says Roy. 
            Anay Maan called him and put things into perspective saying that before the exhibition he was simple, but now he was rude. This struck a chord in Roy, who promised to stay true to his roots and not forget his humble beginnings.
            He continued working with his mentor on a part-time basis and mostly on the big assignments. There was a subtle change in their relationship, Ayaymaan treated him with a lot more respect, now as his equal, and friend.
            Dreaming bigger : Having a built a platform with ‘Street Dreams’ Roy was confident to take on more ambitious projects. In 2008, there was global competition organized by Maybach Foundation, the Ramchandra Nath Foundation nominated his work, and he was one among three photographers chosen for a six-month residency to be held in 2009 at the International Centre for Photography. This led him to be given access to the World Trade Centre (WTC) site, once a week, for two hours. 
            “I finally felt I knew the reason why I had run away from home all those years back,” recalls Roy. 
            His work was exhibited at WTC 7, and won the Duke of Edinburgh’s award, he was invited to lunch with Prince Edward at Buckingham Palace. This was the first time that he had heard of the palace. Roy’s work started to go places: like the Whitechapel Gallery and the Fotomusem Switzerland. He held his second solo exhibition – WTC: Now- at the American centre in Delhi, in 2009.
            Going back to his roots : After tasting success globally, Roy decided to come back home to Apna Ghar and resumed work that he had started in 2007. The work was displayed at Vadera Art Gallery, and to coincide with 25 years of Apna Ghar’s existence, he teamed with editor Sanjiv Shaith to bring out a book that was debuted at the Delhi Photo Festival in 2011 called Home. Street. Home.
            Giving back : Even after all the success that Roy has under his belt in his relatively short career, he doesn’t feel like he has arrived as yet. But he’s giving back to his fraternity in small ways. Last year, along with photographer Chandan Gomes he started a photo library called Rang by donating over 500 books to Rang. Rang organizes photography workshops for children in schools and shelters and tries to infuse the spirit of photography in them. The high-quality books on photography can be accessed by anybody at Rang’s Open Library, which is currently located within the Ojas Art gallery in Mehrauli.
            Realizing the invaluable role that mentors like Benjamin and Anaymaan played early on in his life he has taken on himself to mentor other upcoming new photographers. He has currently taken under his wing, a 20 year old called Anish to assist him with his shoots.
            Reconnecting with his family: In January, 2013 Roy took part in a National Geography Channel (NGC) organized reality show, with other seven photographers. Somebody spotted him on TV from his village Purulia, and he started getting calls from there. His mother and siblings, with whom he’s back in touch, are proud of him. Ask Roy of his ultimate dream and he has this to say: 
            “I don’t encourage anybody to run away, not every child who runs away gets the same opportunity that I got, I credit my mentors for this. I want to be counted as a good photographer, and build a nice house for my family in Purulia where I have bought a plot.”
            You can check out Roy’s work here.

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            Sunday, May 4, 2014

            Look Up




            Look Up' - A spoken word film for an online generation.


            'Look Up' is a lesson taught to us through a love story, in a world where we continue to find ways to make it easier for us to connect with one another, but always results in us spending more time alone.

            Written, Performed & Directed by Gary Turk.

            Featuring Louise Ludlam & Stuart Darnley.
            Original score by New Desert Blues.
            Sound engineering by Daniel Cobb.
            Filmed and edited by Gary Turk.




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            Tuesday, April 22, 2014

            A Clean Facebook Profile can get you a Job!

            Fact: "24% Employers in India check an applicant's Facebook profile while evaluating him/her, for a job or internship."

            If you're not careful, everything you post on Facebook can be seen by your current employer or a prospective employer. Inappropriate comments and/or inappropriate photos can make you lose that dream job or internship offer.
            Given the fact that just about everyone does use Facebook, it's smart to take the time to make sure that what you post is seen only by who you want to see it, not by the world.

            What Employers Shouldn't See on Facebook

            •   Don't post anything you wouldn't want your current employer or a prospective employer to see.
            •  Avoid any comments that could be interpreted as racist, sexist or discriminatory in any way.
            • Remove or untag photos of you that show you in a bad light. If you prefer not to, then be sure to carefully manage your album privacy settings. These control which people can see which of your albums.
            • ·Look at your wall. Remove comments from your friends that seem distasteful.
            • Look at the apps on your profile. Does their purpose portray you well? There are more than a few apps that may not be the best ones to have on your page when you're looking to get a job.
            • What groups are you a member of? If you belong to "It's 5 am, I'm drunk, and online" or any similar groups, you probably want to leave them.

            How to Safeguard your Facebook Profile

            • Set Your Profile to Private Mode. This is an automatic given. Click on the arrow tab near “home” at the top of the page>scroll down to privacy settings>control your default settings>switch from “public” to “friends”—this will only allow the people you “friend” to view your page. Or you can click on custom and specify your restrictions even further—for example, you can type in University of Delhi so no one affiliated with the school will be able to see your profile.
            • Delete Useless Apps. Don’t think that simply putting your account to private is enough. Many colleges have a way of getting around this. One of the more popular options is making those interested go through a Facebook app in order to ask questions or get more information. If you read the fine print, terms and conditions will tell you that the app will have access to certain features on your Facebook, such as photo albums. If you add a school-affiliated app, make sure to delete it as soon as it’s served its purposes. On the left tool bar, scroll down to Apps and Games>click the pencil icon next to the app you want to remove>click remove.
            • Set Albums to Private Mode. If you know you tend to post inappropriate and incrementing photos, it would be a good idea to set those albums to restrict view or simply delete them entirely.
            • Restrict Tagging. You can’t control which photos your friends want to post on your Timeline, but you can control which ones actually get a spot on your page. Under the Privacy Settings go to Timeline and Tagging>Edit Settings>Review Posts Friends Tag You in Before They Appear on Your Timeline>On. This will help control any inappropriate photo-tagging.
            • Stop Uploading Albums. While restricting albums and restricting tags can help, the truth is that every photo you upload can be uncovered in some form or fashion. Thus, you might want to refrain from using Facebook as a way to store all of your photos. Instead, use other sources as SnapFish and DropBox to upload all of your backup photos. Worried that people won’t be able to see them? Trust me when I say your friends don’t really care to see your photos from your two week vacation in Goa as might as you think they do. Keep the photos as memories, but you don’t have to share your memories with everyone.
            • Restrict Public Search. Last but not least, the harder it is to locate your profile the less chances an employer has of finding anything to create problems in your job or internship. To do this go to Privacy Settings>Apps, Games, Website>Public Search>Edit Settings> Disable Public Search.
            That said, while your Facebook account shouldn’t play that big of a role in determining whether you get accepted into you dream company or not, the fact that it’s a possibility should motivate you enough to make it presentable.
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            Friday, April 11, 2014

            Heartbleed Bug - Your Passwords are in Danger!

            The Heartbleed Bug is a serious vulnerability in the popular OpenSSL cryptographic software library. This weakness allows stealing the information protected, under normal conditions, by the SSL/TLS encryption used to secure the Internet. SSL/TLS provides communication security and privacy over the Internet for applications such as web, email, instant messaging (IM) and some virtual private networks (VPNs).

            The Heartbleed bug allows anyone on the Internet to read the memory of the systems protected by the vulnerable versions of the OpenSSL software. This compromises the secret keys used to identify the service providers and to encrypt the traffic, the names and passwords of the users and the actual content. This allows attackers to eavesdrop on communications, steal data directly from the services and users and to impersonate services and users.

            Who discovered it?

            It was discovered independently by a security company called Codenomicon and a Google researcher named Neel Mehta.

            What leaks in practice?

            Codenomicon have tested some of their own services from attacker's perspective. They attacked themselves from outside, without leaving a trace. Without using any privileged information or credentials they were able to steal from themselves the secret keys used for their X.509 certificates, user names and passwords, instant messages, emails and business critical documents and communication.

            Why does it matter?

            OpenSSL is used by an estimated two-thirds of the servers currently on the internet, and those known to be affected include most of Yahoo’s web properties, the dating site OKCupid and the image-sharing service Imgur, which handles a lot of the image-sharing on sites like Reddit (Yahoo said late Tuesday that it had patched most of the servers for its core websites). The weakness could allow a hacker to pilfer personal information about users of those sites, including login details, passwords and other important data. The Guardian says the bug means “servers vulnerable to Heartbleed are less secure than they would be if they simply had no encryption at all.”

            How to stop the leak?

            As long as the vulnerable version of OpenSSL is in use it can be abused. Fixed OpenSSL has been released and now it has to be deployed. Operating system vendors and distribution, appliance vendors, independent software vendors have to adopt the fix and notify their users. Service providers and users have to install the fix as it becomes available for the operating systems, networked appliances and software they use.
            You can get complete information at http://heartbleed.com/
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