What is it about change that makes us afraid? 

The fear of being judged, of leaving familiar territory, the people and relationships behind and wade into unknown waters; or just the fact that one doesn't know whether the change will end up being for the good or bad?

Christmas wishes

Dear Santa, this is my Christmas wishlist

1. A good degree project at a good design firm.

2. A DSLR. ( obviously)

3. A visit to Kumbh mela ( after I get the dslr)

4. A puppy

5. For all my friends to be at the same place at the same time, just once before we leave.

6. A pleasant surprise ( because I love being surprised )

So can I get all this, please? I've been good this year, I swear.

:D

Something's snapped.
I'm glad I'm going home.Without a heavy heart this time round.
And yea, I do need to clear my head.I will.

Bus story

I was sitting at the bus stop today, waiting for the elusive station bus. I can often be found doing that , even though it's not exactly one of my favorite pastimes. Guess that can be attributed to my now infamous bad luck when it comes to catching buses.

Anyway, so there I was looking at nothing in particular, when this dog caught my attention. It was a small runty looking thing, almost 2D in its proportions. It sat in the middle of the road, paying absolutely no attention to the vehicles whizzing inches past by it. Presently it got up and started barking and growling in a manner of extreme annoyance, as the cause of the sudden alarm walked past by me. It was a big, pudgy pet dog, being taken for an evening walk. In fact, it was so obese and his stomach so bulgy, that it reminded me of paunchy middle-aged uncles who have difficulty getting up once they seat themselves.

So Runty went on barking at him with utmost earnestness, protecting its territory and all that.What courage!

The reaction of Pudge-face at all this was incredulous. It looked at Runty up and down and walked away as I imagined him thinking, ''Are you kiddin me? My paw is like, as big as your face dude!’’At this point I started laughing. Aloud. I think the onlookers got a little worried about my sanity.Thankfully, the bus turned up a few moments later.

:D

Play

When I was bored of the project work, I took an illustration I had made for one of the pages of my booklet and did some tp with it . Fun!!

:D

''The road goes on and on, down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the road has gone, and I must follow if I can.

Pursuing it with eager feet , until it joins some larger way;

Where many paths and errands meet,

And whither then? I cannot say..''

~ J.R.R Tolkien

Some lines just speak to me.This is one of my favorites..

I realised something about myself today.
I can only be nice to the  people whom I truly respect...I might be a little mean to the others.
My respect, I guess, is born out of admiration of the way the person goes about and accomplishes their work, the work that they have been assigned to do , what they are on this planet for.Their karma.
Work that makes me think, ''I wish I'd have done that''.
It might be anything.
But I also realize that I  probably shouldn't judge people in this manner.Who am to, really?
So I'll try being nicer.The work a person does is only small part of their personality, after all.

A 'fruitful' walk

I took my friend's camera and walked the road that i have walked umpteen times in these past 3 and a half years.( from college to the hostel).Only today, i looked at even the smallest brick for a good composition, for an interesting pattern that i could capture.

But this post is not about my photography experiments.On my way back, i stopped at a fruit stall to buy myself something for an evening snack.Yes, i eat healthy.

After i was done paying; the shopkeeper asked me if i could click a picture of his stall and print it out.I willingly agreed to take a picture , but i told him i couldn't manage a print out right there and then.I asked him what he wanted it for.He said he wanted to put up the picture on google!

"I want my stall and its name to appear in the fruit image search on google"

His comment made me marvel at the mass proliferation of the internet.And i realized that for a lot of people; google was the internet...

It just goes on to show their massive success ; that even a roadside fruit seller wants his stuff up there, for everyone to see, and for that he thinks of google.

I promised the guy that i would put the picture up on the internet.So here.

Train travel

I was traveling from Bombay to Baroda in a shatabdi a few days back. The seats were comfortable, the compartment temperature was just right and the coffee was served hot. It was a nice combination. I just found myself wishing that the train wouldn’t rattle and move so much; I ended up scalding my tongue. Not pleasant at all:|
I wait for the day when magnetic rail comes to India. A smooth ride with hot coffee and an unburned tongue :)

Networked!

Turn on the computer.

Connect to the internet.

Launch ie /firefox /chrome /safari (I wish )

Gmail, facebook, twitter.

The routine that I, and I’m sure a lot of us, go through everyday; multiple times throughout the day. These days though, I find myself favoring twitter over any other social networking site. Part of the reason why this change has taken place is because I find myself getting increasingly bored by facebook. The same old applications, the interface that changes, but still remains repetitive and dull; and the brainless quizzes have taken a toll. To be fair, I never was a fb addict in the first place. So this change is not so astounding.

But it surely makes me wonder: Do social networking sites have an expiry date? I remember checking my orkut account religiously some time back. I dint even realize when I stopped. It was a sort of slow severing of connections between us. And now, as more and more of my friends join twitter, facebook recedes a little into the background (for me). True, the things one does on either of these sites is quite different, but if the success of such sites is measured by the amount of time the users spend on them everyday, then who knows what the future holds? Changes come along so thick and fast nowadays, I guess people are more liable to get bored by the same old stuff in a relatively shorter span of time.

That’s definitely what’s happening to me. Maybe I’m waiting for a change that hasn’t come yet. Otherwise facebook, at least for me, just might go the orkut way.

This city

I like bombay...rather mumbai.
I finally figured out the easiest way to commute between my temporary home in tardeo, to my workplace in parel (by bus) .Still havent been on a local alone..but i'm planning to do that soon.
My bus takes me via the worli seaface road.I can see the setting sun (or almost set sun) on my way back.It is a beautiful sight...extremely therapeautic.
The city also somehow wants to make you work harder...I guess it's the constant knowledge of being around so many people, all the time, everywhere.
And this place is nicer ( if you campare with the rest of India) to its women too.
But all said and done, i still sorrta miss Pune...
I'm happy to be here..and i will be happy to go back too!
:D

Blog world

I love design blogs.They'r awesome.
I hope i can have one that is amazing too.
Someday.

The little things matter the most.
Everything is easier when you understand that.

when i write

it's clean and white
it urges me to write
it used to be paper
and now i press some keys
to watch these letters appear
out of thin air
and what is in front of me
is no longer bare
it has grown into a thought
but i must confess
i dint think about it a lot
so my blog waits
it's been quite long
i'd been switched off
it was very wrong..
i think i'll apologise
the fear got to me
that wen thoughts
are 'penned down'
they become reality...

March-April

It's that time of the year again...when everyone wants a break.
From the heat.The bad food.The college.The people.The city.
Home : The only thing I look forward to at this time.I think most of us do...

Every funda has a mental side

6 months of hard work
of discussions
of meetings
of fights ( and then making up at the tapri or hira )
of the first floor office
of losing things ( and finding them again )
of late nights
of nightmares about things going wrong
of decisions
of surprises ( good and bad )
of teamwork
of being there for each other
of the twisted fundas
and of going completely mental...
It all came together on the 29th, 30th and 31st of January 2009...It was perfect.There are few times in life when you actually wish for time to stand still . This Fundamental was one of them...I loved every moment of it ( even when things went wrong here and there ) and I love all of you guys who made it possible...Cheers!
:)