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Kolibri – A 3 MB (GUI)Operating System

No I’m not drunk!

Kolibri desktop is a small 3MB Operating System, that is written entirely in machine code (CPU Language) and is not based on Linux, Windows or any other variants. What is surprising is the number of applications packed into this tiny file size. There are a whole bunch of games, a basic tables editor, a compiler, a text editor, a bouquet of demos, a text based web browser and more. There is also DosBox, which let’s you run almost any DOS game on Kolibri. While not meant for serious use, the tiny OS shows how bloated Windows and Linux really are.

Kolibri is a small x86 assembler hobby operating system. It forked off MenuetOS in 2004 and has mostly been developed by ex-USSR community since. API and ABI is being enreached with developer-friendly features. User interface is not that good yet but we are trying to improve it as well. Your feedback is very appreciated, although help would always be much more valuable.

Current 0.7.7.0 release introduces several kernel, applications and libraries updates. We thank everyone participated and tried making this release a better one. Huge networking code changes, ATI video driver, HTMLV and DOWNLOADER integration for convenient web browsing and many other improvements — that is what we would like to get you excited today. Full list of changes could be found at a special wiki page.

 

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Try it.

You’ll be surprised to say the list.

Sarthak Ganguly

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