It's Bad TV

After I come back from work everyday, I feel like watching tv for some time. It's a  break from the interactivity of the computer that I have been working with all day; some time out just to be the passive observer and watch something that captures my interest.

It is sad then, that I rarely find anything worth watching on prime time tv. I simply refuse to watch any of the women-centric garbage and ridiculous 'reality tv' that most of the channels churn out like factories these days. I wonder then, aren't there others like me?

Why is there such an overdose of the same kind of shows? Shows which you probably wouldn't realize the difference between , if someone discreetly changed the channel.

But then, I guess, that's my opinion. An opinion based on watching trailers and snippets of these shows..

So I end up being disappointed. It's just bad tv. And I resort to watching all the series that I've downloaded off the internet.

Who would have thought.That I would crib about  choice in a day and age when there are more than 150 channels to surf through....

"8 days on, no clues.Toll rises to 15"

That's what the headlines of a leading newspaper say today. They are referring to the blast that happened 

at German Bakery, Pune on the eve of Valentine's day.Ironic, right?

The place was one that my friends and I frequented often, to grab some really of their delicious grub.It felt weird to know that we wont sit on those wooden benches ever again.

Today, though , as I read the headlines, I realized that I didn't feel that sorrow anymore.I didn't feel anything..just a pervading sense of being passive towards all that happened a week ago.It got me thinking though.

Such events have become so commonplace in our lives that as soon as we find out that none of our friends or family have been affected, we heave a sigh of relief. We feel momentary anger and anguish, along with a sense of helplessness for a perhaps a week after; and then they gradually fade from our memory.

Scary thought. That we are evolving into people who don't care about their own countrymen, who are becoming so used to the fact that terrorism is a part of their lives that the anger against such events is diminishing.

What are we turning into?

Our own design studio

The 5 of us.We shall be awesome.

We'll do everything from print and web to motion graphics and illustration.

We'll take cool interns..and trust them to produce good work.

We will play amazing music all day and have a pantry with a fridge which has cheese and chocolate.

We shall do free work for animal shelters and NGO's.

Their will be spaces just made to go sit and think or doodle.( giant whiteboards and lots of markers too) 

We will fight, but we'll always make up.

Our studio.Lets make one.Soon.

:D

For you: Maya, Jemma, Sanju and Sherry

I <3 chocolate

O chocolate! My chocolate!

What would I do,

If I was left in this world,

without a bite of you?

Whether you're milk, dark or white,

I really do not care

Abstaining from your luscious sweetness,

I simply could not bear.

So make a beeline for my mouth

It's a good place to be,

You're meant to make people happy,

But please begin with me!

~ The lines randomly popped into my head as a piece of Galaxy truffle swirled in my mouth.( The picture is necessary to understand my sentiments)

:P

''Just follow the crowd...''

That's what I was told, when I asked the receptionist at my workplace about what  ways should I take while walking from Churchgate station to my office.It sounded like weird advice.How could I find out the direction I was supposed to go in , by following a bunch of people who might or might not have a similarly located destination?

The next day I found out.As soon as I got off from my bus, I saw scores , rather hundreds of people walking hurriedly, all going the same way! From shabbily dressed men to heel-clad women, most of them with headphones in their ears, everyone was walking purposefully towards their respective offices.

And yes, when I followed them , I reached very close to my destination.

I was amazed.What a place! The people walking on either side of the street, never colliding, moving as a huge mass of humans, seemed right out of a Hollywood movie showing peak hours at Manhattan.Then I realized, Bombay is India's Manhattan!

I also figured out why some people like Bombay and some don't. It's an intrinsic personality thing.The people who thrive in human company, extroverts, gregarious souls who love being the center of attention one instant and disappear the next, will adore Bombay.The other sort, who like their space, who want the option, the freedom of being in solitude will never like this city. You simply can't escape the 15 million strong population that this place harbors.

I keep writing about this city, because my fascination grows with every day that I spend here.I hope it lasts!

Between the two of us, we will see and hear all the good things on this earth.
:)

New life

I am just about to complete my first week at work.It feels good, though I have been alternating between

contentment and frustration.Bombay looks amazing , especially the area where I go to sit inside an AC premises.All day while I stare at my computer, I think of the beautiful structures outside, the amazing street shopping and the second hand book stalls waiting for me.I think I shall sneak out one of these days for an hour or two and have my fill of staring, browsing and buying.

Which makes me come to my first frustration: I want a decent camera.Everything I look at these days is new and I am noticing all sorts of details which I wouldn't otherwise.I want to capture them...sigh!

Work is good.I have been given a logo development assignment.I can safely say i've never worked so much for my personal projects too! But, whenever I do things under strict constraint, like this identity task, I find my mind wandering to all sorts of art practices, freedom to make whatever crap I want in whatever way I want.

ah well.Sigh! ( again)

Oh and  I miss college and my friends. Very much . I keep wanting to go to Pune, but then I realize that most of us aren't there anymore and it just won't be the same... :(

So there.I am in  a strange mood these days...wonder when it will get back to normal.( or maybe this is the new normal??)