Re: Obtaining a list of all active sessions within a Servlet container.

From:
Robert Klemme <shortcutter@googlemail.com>
Newsgroups:
comp.lang.java.programmer
Date:
Mon, 14 Apr 2008 20:54:54 +0200
Message-ID:
<66hnjvF2gmcjfU1@mid.individual.net>
On 14.04.2008 09:41, sd.balasubramani@gmail.com wrote:

Hi Theo,

  Use HttpSessionActivationListener as follows for your requirement,

<<

class SessionCounterListener implements HttpSessionActivationListener
{

  public static final Map activeSessions = HashMap<String,
HttpSession>();

  public void sessionDidActivate(HttpSessionEvent event) {
    HttpSession session = event.getSession();
    activeSessions.put(session.getId(), session);
  }

  public void sessionWillPassivate(HttpSessionEvent event) {
    HttpSession session = event.getSession();
    activeSessions.remove(session.getId();
  }

}

Define the above listener in web.xml as,
<listener>
  <listener-class>my.package.SessionCounterListener</listener-class>
</listener>

Use below code to get the active sessions,

SessionCounterListener.activeSessions.size() - Returns the number of
active sessions.
SessionCounterListener.activeSessions.getValues() - Returns the all
the active sessions.


.... and don't forget proper synchronization.

:-)

    robert

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