Rhapsodic melodies, Whimsical thoughts

The End of the Mess of Guy Ritchie

2012-01-03T23:59:00.000+05:30

I welcome 2012 lamenting the failed directorial antics of Guy Ritchie in Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. This is rather dismal for me, given that I assumed myself to be a Ritchie follower (Holmes, as well - but I assure myself this fact will remain so perennially). Ritchie, the presenter of a beautiful mess in his earlier films - take Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, Revolver

Table of sorts

2011-11-07T16:03:00.002+05:30

Making a table using recycled materials: wooden fruit crates and writing boards. All I had to do was purchase 50 gms of one inch nails, a hammer, sandpaper (60) and transparent wood varnish - a total cost of Rs.150 only! Since, I'd picked up the wooden crates from the scrapyard behind my office, I had to 'sterilize' and dry the boxes out in the sun for a few hours. The most difficult part was

Lampshade of sorts

2011-11-02T22:14:00.005+05:30

Made from rolled-up glossy magazine pages, and stacked them (using white resin glue) on a cardboard frame. Used cloth cord to create a knotted chain on the top of the stack (border).

Monothoughts of an Aging Individual

2011-10-18T19:41:00.001+05:30

Can't sleep at night. My day's aren't helpful either. When I was young, I was carefree. No fear. Who knows where it came from. Maybe, time. Guess it's not easy to tell, to tell if there is freedom. The chains that hold you are invisible. And yet, it bogs you down. The past comes back to haunt constantly. Those who love you are not enough. Often, peace comes in solace. They say, we of the softer

Bobbles and Lace Scarf - Finished project

2011-10-17T23:15:00.002+05:30

Bobbles & Lace Scarf This was done some months ago, but I finally remembered to put up the pictures.

'Eye' Make-up

2011-10-13T23:59:00.001+05:30

To the sound of husky LaMontagne singing Trouble and his soft strums playing on the radio the day begins. Made my eyes while thinking of you. A smile, whisper, the familiar scent. The buzz from the fan cools the humid air this sultry morning. Taking a step back I see the lines are drawn curved but, like I wanted. I smile.

A Tale about the Sublimating Notions of Entirety

2011-10-09T12:27:00.000+05:30

Mere gestures - a flicker of an eye, a slight turn of the head, a wistful look, a breaking smile curving at the edge of the red lips, a sip of tea from that blue porcelain cup leaving a mark on the brim – mere gestures, she thought. This was her. And yet why was it that she kept looking at these gestures, she wondered.

A feeble attempt. For want of Inspiration...perhaps...

2011-10-08T23:57:00.001+05:30

The ashes fell off the rim on to the table. Leaving a smudge as the breeze from the open window pushed through. There was a faint ray seeping through the neon lights from the street. The street, where they stood to sell their bodies...for money, for love, for lust, for warmth...She thought of all that came and went. Time, time, time...wonder where it leads the ones who are frail-hearted. Her

The Life of Social

2011-07-16T12:00:00.002+05:30

When social circles around you are built on virtual familiarities, and the derivation from these familiarities are of the same nature as your reality, you can say hello to the cybertrons - time for the machines to rise. Our only hope would be a Terminator with a 'heart' - guess that will remain virtual too at the rate social media is picking up. Yes, it isn't strange that the digital world is

Project AFK: Mirrored Scarf - For Goo!

2011-05-21T18:23:00.000+05:30

Making this one for Goo took only about two weeks time. This one is special because I knitted the pattern on my own, while imagining the end product in my head! And as I started knitting, what do you know, it turned out much better than expected :) Goo liked it and I must admit it is a great improvement from my first project which I presented him (see photo below): Nuff said, now let me

Project AFK: Bobbles & Lace Scarf

2011-05-21T17:50:00.001+05:30

Here is a sneak-peek of the new project. I am trying to fit this into my already heavy schedule - work, getting dinner ready (and a knit here/there), study! Rather crazy, I must say; but I truly love what I do, so that's what matters at the end of the day. It's still in the initial stages, the bobbles look fine but the lace part needs to be blocked. More later, when its ready :)

Project AFK - Revival II

2011-04-16T15:54:00.005+05:30

Well then, it is done. Introducing the Finished Project - Sitio Stockings (from Vampire Knits - Genevieve Miller): It's not exactly the same as it is given in the book. I made a couple of changes. If you look at the knit pattern here, you will see that the differences.

Streaks.

2011-03-30T21:06:00.003+05:30

Theme: Light About the photo: The intention of this picture was to capture the curious ridges running along the bark of the tree, but as fate would have it, light intervened only for a second. Am I glad I met light for that tiny fraction of a second. Location: Meineweh village park, near Leipzig.

Choice.

2011-03-30T21:06:00.002+05:30

Theme: Colours About the photo: The perfect transition from nothing to something occurs within a harmony of colours. To find that harmonic setting is rare, as often there could be a clash. This picture was taken in one of those rare moments, when a nothing (a man-made piece of iron crap!) chose to blend in unison with a something. Location: Under the London Eye.

Photo Upload on FB EFLU Photography Club

2011-03-09T22:09:00.000+05:30

About the Photo: Today is International Women's Day. Google has a doodle on their search page,probably showcasing the progress of women - there's a Lady with a stethoscope examining a young girl. That's food for thought for you, read it whichever way you wish. As for me, the picture I wanted to upload today reminds me to question that very progress. Here is a woman singing and dancing the

Project AFK - Revival.

2011-02-06T22:43:00.000+05:30

Here's the picture of the latest project - tinkering with the One Toe-up sock on 3 DPN (Double Pointed Needle). Hewasa & Me posing just before a hearty dinner...hmm...wonder why I forgot to take pictures of the food...

For the love of Knitting!

2011-01-30T00:50:00.001+05:30

I got wool (yarns) as a birthday gift from far off New Zealand, what more can I ask? This has got to be the most thoughtful present ever! Straight off my wishlist, I couldn't stop beaming...(Thank you, Goo!) Now that there's a range of colors and material to work with, I've got my head bubbling with ideas for patterns and designs...sigh, and at a time when semester is coming to an end...

Images from the Homeland

2011-01-26T01:40:00.001+05:30

Mull.

2011-01-25T19:29:00.000+05:30

Fleeting days of ordinary.Mr. Gecko lives on.Numbered, yet undone.Gaia strangest coital.The shame of tainted conceptionDeliver us from evilThat hollowed out the name. That vanishing ripple of smokeAh, I say Galileo, hello.The bulbous world I know,like my unkempt beehive.Seduces the bravest,fooled again, you say. How lame. Ah Helen, how could you.Where's your Troy.Sunken like my eyes.Truly?

Nagaland Again

2011-01-25T19:03:00.000+05:30

I traveled around Nagaland, again. And like everytime, there's always more stories to tell.

Wishes.

2010-05-07T15:00:00.000+05:30

Have you all seen the Sartorialist's pictures from Japan? It's a such colorful paradise; alternative and spunky! I long to go there...soon and very soon, I hope. I am getting a digi SLR camera soon. I long to take good photos. I see a lot of potential around me for "concept photography" (redirecting a smile at Shaf). Soon and very soon. I will be soon catching "Evita" at the opera-house here.

Short Stories in Dresden

2010-05-05T20:35:00.000+05:30

When I first arrived here, there wasn't a single leaf on the trees in the garden. Now after almost three weeks, the whole place looks green with cherry blossoms and flowers everywhere. So here's the view from my window (I live on the 2nd floor of the building): I do like this place, it's quiet and clean; odorless, except for that occasional dog pee smell when crossing any green patch/park.

Tinkering

2010-02-01T00:02:00.000+05:30

Annie models for one of my tinkering(s) - a pair of earrings that I made with an i-cord (knitted) and a bead (from an old necklace) tied at the edge. For the love of Gagu :) *Remember?* -

Playing with Images

2010-01-26T02:54:00.002+05:30

Chance pe Dance - Chance pe bhago! :)

2010-01-26T01:51:00.001+05:30

Well, excuse me mama, but this movie was a complete let down! And to think that all that Shahid Kapoor dance magic was never exploited (Dunno why I just used that word) on screen! The script is a joke. The only nice moments were some scenes with the kids and Shahid Kapoor at the school. The music was boring, the dance was a puppet show, the climax was unsatisfying, Genelia Cannot dance.

New Yarn for New Project - Recycling Old Tees.

2010-01-26T01:37:00.000+05:30

Well, I've got this new yarn for a new project. Probably I will be making a bag, like a grocery or everyday use kind - something sturdy, of course since the yarn is definitely strong and thick. I've always wanted to put good use to old things, things that you don't require anymore or have lost that original shine. And therefore Samata thoughtfully gave me "Trash to Treasure" book, which I

Fair Isle Headscarf

2010-01-23T21:51:00.007+05:30

Well! See what I made with leftover yarn. :) A headscarf/headband with pom poms. I think it turned out fairly well. I'd been considering for a while to try experimenting with different colors. So, I tried out the fair isle pattern with bobbles on the front of the headscarf, for a little variety. I'd asked Prabha to model for this photoshoot...thank you. Oh oops! the last picture isn't her though

Eclipse - Food - Zizek & Friends

2010-01-15T21:45:00.005+05:30

Eclipse on Fri, Jan 15, 2010: Roast pork with cucumbers (An original recipe):

Anne of the Green Gables Tunic - Work undone and done.

2010-01-10T17:17:00.009+05:30

Yes, the tunic is done. It's more like a vest though. I must confess that I wasn't happy with knitting the pieces (front & back) separately. I'd figured that the wool was too thick to give an even look if the garment was knitted long, i.e., below the hips.Then, of course the inevitable happened. I undid the whole thing, the whole of the back knitted piece and of course half of the front - the

Redemption for your Sins: Face Death. Thirst/ Bakjwi: A review

2010-01-05T16:18:00.005+05:30

Thirst is all about quenching yourself with that much needed drink. And when you do, you are refreshed but what happens if you drink when not thirsty? It's a sick feeling. When I started watching Thirst or Bakjwi, I had great expectations. More like readying for a gruesomely bloody vampire film. I've had this fascination for super-human powers – not reducing it to the good side of 'superhumaness'

To My Knitting Apprentices

2010-01-04T02:11:00.003+05:30

Sneha. R -I'd say: "Good job, you're almost a natural at this. You're getting better with each project"Tip: "Learn to undo stitches if you think you've made a mistake in the row. Don't panic, keep a cool head. The best thing about knitting is that you can always undo a mistake"Future Reading: "You're going to graduate beyond knit and purl soon"Prabha Zee - I'd say: "It was a challenge for me to

An On-Going Project

2010-01-04T01:11:00.006+05:30

Anne of the Green Gables Tunic -Wikipedia gave me this entry on Tunic. Any garment that reaches up to somewhere between the hips and the ankles. I gathered that it might be too big a project to knit a tunic that reaches to the ankles but 'up to the hips' seemed reasonable enough. And therefore, as a continuation of the claim that I would like to name all my original projects on literary

Project AFK - Mad Hatter Hat

2010-01-02T12:36:00.007+05:30

Well! As a continuation of Project AFK, I thought I should share with you guys the pattern for the Mad Hatter Hat. This is the first time I've tried variations in my knitting without referring to any given pattern, and it's come out not so bad (at least that's what I think, but I await for more comments from my readers).I thought I should try to name some of my original patterns from literary

Project AFK (A Frenzied Knitter) - The Beginnings

2010-01-02T12:10:00.016+05:30

Finished Projects -1. Sock(s) story:2. Ribbed scarf:3. Elemental bag:4. Lucky bone scarf:5. Rockstar fingerless gloves:6. Cable fingerless gloves:7. Simply vest:8. Mad Hatter hat:9. EZ lacy scarf (passed on to Samata, which her sister has taken to wearing).10. Spiralled hat (on Ravi's head)*Thanks to Bhuvi for being my Muse :)

The Play

2009-12-04T13:15:00.017+05:30

In the Mind of a Mad Man

2009-11-24T01:02:00.005+05:30

In the mind of a mad man there's happinessA box of alcohol flavored chocolatesLittle bitter, slightly headyTad bit giddy, slow to angerSee rainbows on a rainless dayKaleidoscopic images montaging through the pupils.In the mind of a mad man there's sorrowReek of rum and whiskeyLittle old, slightly crippledCry, in fear and sadnessSee colours of black and whiteDark weather and pouring rain bringing

Untitled

2009-11-24T00:52:00.004+05:30

You never know what's hit you, until the calm comes. After the storm there's the calm. It's has been stormy the past few weeks. Difficult choices were made. Things break but we survive.I think that's what makes us different from the clay pot which can be smashed to smithereens if one wants it. Life is a potter who constantly turns the wheel, shaping the clay. After the clay is moulded into a pot,

Tidbits II

2009-10-29T19:42:00.009+05:30

Good times don't last too long.To the Democracy that fails, on and on.Sundari is happier than us. Good for her.

Tidbits

2009-10-21T19:02:00.014+05:30

Of Men and their Madness

2009-09-24T23:14:00.004+05:30

They tell one thing, concealing some more. They quote a line from the sweet poem, while subtly weighing meaning from a porn show. They make a mountain out of a molehill. They'd rather act than think because its macho. They'd die and kill for the one they love. Burst into an angry dance, swashbuckling fists in a duel for their sweethearts. Emotional highs and depressive maniacs, elastic-band

This is not a Love Story

2009-09-16T00:22:00.004+05:30

I heard this one from the Soundtrack of (500) Days of Summer. My first thought, "how delightful". Now that my curiosity has been nudged this film should be on my watchlist.This is a story of boy meets girl.The boy, Tom Hanson of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happyuntil the day he met "the one." This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop musicand a

Wire to Wire - Razorlight

2009-09-11T22:18:00.004+05:30

When a song starts making so much sense...What is love but the strangest of feelings?A sin you swallow for the rest of your life?You've been looking for someone to believe inTo love you until your eyes run dryShe lives by disillusion's glowWe go where the wild blood flowsOn our bodies we share the same scarLove me, wherever you areHow do you love with a fate full of rust?How do you turn what the

Secrets

2009-09-07T18:23:00.003+05:30

Caution to the Wind, lest she spills your secret.Scenes from a memory, each one placed me as an observer. I do not know what I should call this feeling - epiphany? revelation? I do not know yet.I saw morning glories by the doorstep, a varnished brown door with a bronze knocker, a gargoyle stood staring at me. The dewdrops glistened under the dawning light. A ragged doll on the damp grass, like it

The Scholar

2009-06-16T18:52:00.009+05:30

Of late I've been feeling rather 'marbley'...but...purple oshos, new hairdo (that's on a whim!), knits (that's hobby a.k.a life project!), et al. (that's you, Medusa, and Kaatib) keeps my sanity :)(what do you think of the 'vintagey' look in this picture?)Cheers to mounds of books piling up on your table, nights (& afternoons) of endless green tea (at least we aren't caffeinated), panic attacks

Hampi Again

2009-05-30T21:30:00.010+05:30

There's nothing like a much needed quick getaway - We were in Hampi, again, this March:This time around we hired two wheelers - so no more tiresome cycling in the hot sun & more distance covered.We visited the lake, the one that's hedged by gigantic boulders - it looked like a 'lake-fortress'.Yes, I remembered to drink Masala Chai at my favourite table (marked '3') - well, this is just a

On Religion

2009-04-02T14:50:00.004+05:30

I believe some people have a unique notion on the idea of religion. Some may choose to yield to their faith unquestioningly - one with the masses, this I think leads to casualties, for some it is a state of mind - spirituality that zens the way of life, while some others may bend religion/faith to their convenience. I often see myself placed in the last category with a slight bend to the second

No Title

2009-03-31T00:29:00.005+05:30

It's been too long, she says. It's good to see you though...I thought you'd never come. She stopped before saying too much, perhaps even embarrassing herself. Now she wouldn't want that, not after where she is now. Getting comfortable with his presence.But he kept disappearing, on and off. Yes, those were the words. On and off, unpredictable...somewhat tauntingly mysterious. No, don't tell me

Bird, call me.

2009-02-23T15:52:00.004+05:30

I met a hummingbird in the courtyard this afternoon. With a buzz, it flew over the tree. A tiny creature with so much energy. He hummed, and I thought it was a beetle.Man is a brute, at all times looking to destroy the weak and establish his might.We often forget that the hummingbird can fly, at a much greater speed but man cannot. Sometimes even the smallest of creatures touch you with it's

A Strange Dream

2009-01-24T23:17:00.006+05:30

I've been having strange dreams for the last two nights - perhaps a sign, but I've always been superstitious especially when it comes to dreaming (not the day dreams; they fall in a separate category). This was last night's:I was walking along a narrow trail near the sea cliff; I could see that it was a long way down, and thought to myself "Scary". It seemed I was dreaming about the chalk cliffs

Light verse

2008-12-19T21:13:00.009+05:30

Do not run from meSnow, fall easy, clear and freeGentle flake, I see

Cleansing Ritual, Cows, and Colorful Signs

2008-12-17T10:06:00.007+05:30

I stepped on cow dung two days in a row; I must be twice cleansed - Mooo! I love Italian food! - Not for the matured - Chatter-bike! -

Capital crime: The Law is Evil

2008-12-15T19:50:00.006+05:30

An interesting incident happened on our ride back from Agra to Delhi, at the second toll-gate exit; and I lived to relate my first Indian Police bribing incident. I recall a lot of my friends in Hyderabad telling me stories of how they often pay 10-50 bucks, when on their bikes/cars, returning from late night parties, doing the 'handshake' (I use this term as the act of slipping the money into

Extreme Naga Cuisine

2008-12-09T20:10:00.003+05:30

I like to stretch the limits of my palate, often forgetting that I'm not blessed with the legendary hardy iron-grid Naga stomach - a shame to my origin, sigh! But can't be helped. One chilli per dish/curry is more than enough, and 2 at the most for chutney, whereas an average Naga would use 8-12 chillies per dish/curry, and 15-20 chillies for a hot chutney. The Naga cuisine isn't as spicy (

Footsteps towards the Sand Dunes

2008-12-08T17:47:00.004+05:30

We landed at the wrong station, turns out Delhi station is Old Delhi, and we were at New Delhi. Thankfully, we had more than 2 hours before the train leaves. The auto guy took us through Sadar Bazaar, a narrow lane crowded with merchants of fortune, their wares on a grand show in a dirty street. A flutter of excitement in the air, it must be the Sunday market, which is very popular in India. I'd

Anarchy in the City (everywhere!)

2008-12-05T16:45:00.002+05:30

We came away from Hyderabad, the idyllic but rather traffic-infested city, to Delhi. Day 1 - cars don't stop honking; I'm running on a headache high; The cab guy cheated us, took us two hours getting to Jama Masjid, it should have probably been 45-60 mins; Now, I got blisters from walking around the markets near Jama Masjid and Red Fort (trying to be a tourist, unfortunately for me, I forgot to

The Piper and the Princess Show

2008-12-04T12:16:00.005+05:30

I'd gone to see the much hyped Jethro Tull and Anoushka Shankar show last night at the Shilpakala Vedika auditorium in Hyderabad; wasn't expecting much but I'd heard a lot about the sitar lady and her magic fingers. I must say, I was enthralled with her music. Positively, she was weaving magic with her fingers, at the speed of sound...should I say that? I've never seen a sitar performance live,

Bamboo Shoot Pork (Naga Style)

2008-10-04T16:22:00.006+05:30

After much contemplation, I've decided to reveal the secret recipe! ("secret" is for the 'drama' effect) :DIngredients:Pork - 1 kilogramRed Chillies (powdered or dried): 5 large dried / 1 teaspoon powderedGarlic - according to taste (the more the merrier)Ginger - ditto as garlicSalt - ditto as ginger/garlicWater - 400 mlBamboo shoot (dry or wet): 1 teaspoon (dry) / 2 teaspoons (wet)Cook the pork

Poltergeist Zeitgeist

2008-10-04T03:16:00.005+05:30

It was responsible for the physical disturbances in the house; especially throwing objects about and misplacing things around.No one sees them...you only hear them. You can't name them. They exist solely within your subconscious, or maybe not?Changeling, Fairy, Elf, Dark Mistress, Headless Rider...There's a tale of woe to all of them; some say 'revenge', while others prefer 'unrest'.It's 3:o0 am,

Girl Talk/Talks I

2008-09-30T14:42:00.012+05:30

I have grave objections to this comic strip; it came into my inbox with the subject title "Girls will be Girls" -My objection begins with the subject title.Observe how both women are portrayed as blonds, implying the "dumb blonde" stereotype?The female driver insists on flashing her 'desirable' cleavages, mind you, not to the female policewoman, but to the Reader. Of course, if she has to appear

Mongol - Retelling History?

2008-09-27T01:25:00.012+05:30

I'm not really happy with the final shape of this post - it was in the draft-mode for a long time, and the ideas I had before writing it dissipated to a large extent by the time I got down to finishing it :(Nonetheless, I've got nothing to lose, so here it is:For a long time, I’ve been trying to get a copy of Sergei Bodrov’s film Mongol; the reviews I’d read has mostly praise for this noteworthy

Rapture

2008-09-23T18:35:00.003+05:30

The incredible lightness of being, when I am the featherSwimming leisurely in the air, a small push of windThat runs across the nape, and every strand is felt.The bizarre heaviness of the heart, when I am the rockPlunging into the deep, a wave of currentThat pulls me down, and every breath is ended. The strange flight of the soul, when I become the windSoaring with the clouds, one with

Absent

2008-09-08T14:14:00.003+05:30

On blog-holiday for 2 weeks, meanwhile, here's something to make you smile! :)

Rather Shallow that I am.

2008-09-05T14:34:00.007+05:30

As much as I hate to admit it, the truth is this: I'm a sucker for fashion and glam!I spend hours on the net, surfing for mini dresses, coats, accessories (bags & shoes, esp!), admiring them. I'm a regular follower of fashion blogs, 'the sartorialist', look of the day on style.com, catching up on celebrity gossip *shakes head, aghast*, to name a few among other petite things!I feel shallow about

The Irony of it all.

2008-09-04T15:17:00.003+05:30

Everyone laughed at Noah when he said he's building an ark. An ambitious enterprise it was, with a height of 30 cubits, and measuring 300 by 50 cubits. How is it possible that the rain will flood the whole land; the people said "We can run to the mountains, why build an ark?" It isn't possible that the water could cover the mountains, is it? And so they mocked him. The rains came, the waters rose

Myopic Topic

2008-08-29T11:51:00.004+05:30

My father is unwell. All my life I've known him as someone who could take up the responsibility of the whole world, if it was possible. As a child, I remember seeing him, perhaps, maximum 10 days in a month, while on weekends he'd be out on work, again, attending conferences. A man without rest. Now I see how people can change, from being completely independent to complete dependence.When we're '

Vanity of vanities, all of it.

2008-08-21T02:02:00.005+05:30

A battle-cry from the hills, the warrior from his loft descendedSeek, seeking the one who takes; a life, a grain, a joyIn oblivious rage, he treads the groundOnly to purge, plunder, destroy with the enemyEnveloped in darkness, his shadow whiteA waste, can we cry mercy?Can we remember the dead?O' as I burn incense in their memory.*Randan, Nzan, Alhou, KuxuVanity of vanities.*prayer, love, god,

Shifting Images

2008-08-18T12:17:00.004+05:30

By the river blue, I sat downwith my lover by my side.He held my hand, I felt his warmthspeaking of a hazy futurenonetheless, in joy, to be together.By the hills green, I stoodin the company of my compatriots.I watched in silence as they struggledagainst the marauding army.Up in arms, only mere childrenfelling one by one all around me.By the forests black, I sawa drizzle of fire fall from

Funk Soul Brother

2008-08-16T11:24:00.009+05:30

I have this habit of waking up in the morning to turn on my computer and play music: This morning, as I turned on the player - a continuation from last night's playlist - the first song I hear is "Sex Machine" by the legendary James Brown. The King of Funk, waking me up with his all-time hit "Sex Machine"! Whatta day! This is how the song begins -"Fellas, I'm ready to get up and do my thing (Yeah

Of Friends and Their First Jobs

2008-08-12T17:31:00.007+05:30

Lately, there's been a strange phenomenon: People around me, every one of my friends are sucked into this mad rush for jobs...it's as if the Job Market is on Sale! Some of them come and ask me what kind of questions are asked in a job interview - it's their first job. Some have sent their resumes to different employees, gone through the rigorous and sweat-breaking interrogations, while they move

Matter of the Heart

2008-08-10T00:10:00.005+05:30

I've never been the kind of girl who'd go all 'spoony' over a man, neither has my love life been ever so dramatic, at least for me, but I must confess, there were some men who went all dramatic, more like melodramatic in their declarations of love for me. Somehow, I always found this particular idea about using big lines, 'impress/woo the girl' attitude very ridiculous. Booboo has a superlative

"It's gross but fascinating" - Ima

2008-08-05T18:15:00.010+05:30

We were doing our usual girl talk: Me, Booboo, Ima and Johnny (err...he's a boy, but we made an exception) and for some reason Booboo stumbles upon a bizzare idea. This post is exactly about the stumbling-upon of the Ultimate Grand Theory - what if your most vital sexual organ is placed at your knee? Hard to imagine, eh? Here, let us feed your imagination. Think about this, you're in a queue

For Goo!

2008-08-05T02:47:00.006+05:30

To the One I LoveI am counting down the daysUntil we are together, again.

A Letter of Apology to God

2008-08-02T01:14:00.007+05:30

Dear God The shine on my boots please me no more. The slick in my hair don't make me sparkle. I am sorry for not lighting the candle, when I should have. For closing the door, when I should have left it open. I was unwilling to lend a helping hand, when I could have. For not smiling back at the boy by the fountain. I held back from showing I care, when all he needed was a hug. For turning away,

A Trying & Light-Hearted Attempt at Re-defining Romance

2008-07-25T13:18:00.005+05:30

Staring into space, seeing nothing...perhaps it's an after-effect of all the Hollywood zombie movies I've been watching lately. There's chatter around me, yet, I hardly follow the conversation.One moment, I'm thinking of our days together...smiles, and the next, I'm feeling sad as you're far away. Who would have thought that I'd be experiencing all these emotional polarities at the same time. And

Reminiscing VHS Days

2008-07-02T23:20:00.004+05:30

As I was watching this film, I couldn't help but reminisce my own video-renting days. We used to rent videos from the most popular video store in town. A little shack, wooden plank (tokta, as we call it) walls, musty because of the incessant rain in the hills...and in the winter there's a fire in the chulla - this is an aluminum pail with holes at the bottom like a sieve, with hot coals and

Finding that perfection, which is never Found

2008-06-05T20:48:00.010+05:30

How do you go about finding when the air around you is hazy, thick, heavy like a fog that blinds you. You're unsure of the next step you might or should take. Do you trust yourself enough to put your foot forward, sure that the ground will hold? These are thoughts that run through Red's mind as she sips her evening tea out on the balcony - Green Tea, she says. Removes toxins from the body, she

A Series of Unexpected Events

2008-06-03T14:02:00.003+05:30

Suddenly, there isn’t a way out of thisSuddenly, words are stuck midwaySuddenly, rainclouds escape out of the sunlightSuddenly, time comes to a stop.Luckily, there is a path out of the woodsLuckily, I found a bookLuckily, I took out an umbrellaLuckily, I changed the batteries in the watch.Unfortunately, the path led nowhereUnfortunately, the letters disappeared from the pagesUnfortunately, there’

Crisis: Existential and the Woman

2008-05-28T00:12:00.004+05:30

Existential Crisis...Yes, that's what she said it 'might' be. She tells me "I feel like I'm having too much, with no stability, while my other friends are getting married...but they're just my age - only 26 years old. How can they be happy being committed and comfortable with that life at the same time? Or is it me? Am I like this girl who's with a different guy every other month???" I thought

Critically Yours, Lovingly Fugly :)

2008-05-25T21:16:00.005+05:30

I do not like the face on the cover, it's too air brushedWhere are your laugh lines, and oh those crow's feetSmudged with Photoshop, of course!I do not like the color of your dress, it makes your skin look moroseYour face is the canvas of a beauty school dropoutAnd your hair is like twigs from the bird's nest.I am also doubtful about those shoes, it might look better on a Pig's hoofJust perfect

You and Me

2008-05-06T01:17:00.004+05:30

It takes a moment, a second, a word to hurtThere's just too much or too little that we sayWe only end up wrecking each other.Everyone has an opinion, what you should want or who you beOne against the other, all because you believe two heads can't mergeWhere did you find that Law? Where did you get that idea?After the barrage of words come the bullets from the gunsLives are taken, blood is

Day II: Another Taste of Adventure

2008-05-05T14:45:00.007+05:30

It's a sunny Sunday morning and breakfast has never tasted so good - beautiful day! We see people working on their Yogic prowess in the lawns - especially, one long haired man stretching like a rubber band! :) I sure love watching these flexi-men at times…We don't wanna do anything in particular today. We're here to laze so we intend to do that. We thought we could do that but how can we resist a

Day I - Elephant Deity, Boat, and Peace! \m/

2008-03-10T23:11:00.012+05:30

At 7:30 A.M. Saturday morning, Lakshmi found us as we were waiting for the boat at the ghat - She swayed down the stoned steps into the cool water, with her Mahout right behind her. She looked serene as she dipped in the water on the side, with her trunks splashing the flowing water. I thought, we've been blessed and I knew immediately that this trip will be different.After that we made our way

2008-02-20T00:53:00.006+05:30

Since my last post, lots of things have happened...I thought I should write them down, in case the events slip from my mind. As of now, I'm listening to Norah Jones sing "Come Away with Me", while I look out my window, feel the breeze and hear sudden bursts of Beni's laughter, every 15 secs. Distinctly, "Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!". Silly girl :)However, when I woke up this morning, I had a mind to

Deadlock

2008-02-19T12:31:00.005+05:30

I don't know about you...but let me tell you my story.It begins with a lazy, hazy day: I know that I've an issue to take care of, I know I need to use my imagination and words that come with it, I know that it is due. Now, the problem is that the vital element, which is Imagination + Words, are stuck. This is the Mind Block, or normally what they call Writer's Block (I think!). So, two weeks gone

Sweeping Life

2008-02-11T16:12:00.001+05:30

In the night,Sing to me, when I lie with my eyes closed.In the dawn,Smile down at me, when I open my eyes.In the day,Hold my hand, when my mind is blank.In the dusk,Hug me, when we watch the Sun go down.In the evening,Dance with me, to the sound of Jazz.In the end,Let our fingertips touch, as we say Goodbye.

Nightmare

2008-02-07T00:48:00.002+05:30

You are feeling Emptiness, Feeling Darkness, Reaching out but touching Nothing. An abyss that seems bottomless. Scary thought, isn't it?Taking a walk out of your Door to realise that the Ground has disappeared and you're falling into that Pit. There is a rush of wind against every bit of your Skin, your hands wildly flinging looking for something to hold on to, a Grasp...a Support. Nothing!Your

A Girl Called...

2008-01-11T01:19:00.001+05:30

...Red decided that it was time she moved out of her shell, a time to find her loved ones, a time to find who she can call a Friend. Everyone smiles at her, most of them hug and write cute notes for her. A "Hi" here, a "Hello" there, a "I miss you" yonder...yet at the end of the day Valium says "Good Night, I ain't doing you anymore". So who does she turn to? There's no one there, no one who

A Tale of Her

2008-01-10T19:44:00.001+05:30

Sunday morning, rather earlyI wake. Nothing to lull me, so,I write.Mind blank, walls bare I stare.Constant haunting, in my nightmares,I insomniac.Limp hair, barren eyes, pale skin,I manikin.No difference made, yetI try.We lie crossed in an embrace,I lover.Spent and start over,I lust.Take a walk in the park,I weary.Cold comfort for a warm hand,I covetous.Pretend laugh at his jest,I liar.Only keep

Ushering in a New Year

2008-01-08T23:14:00.001+05:30

After my last post, I had a line of plans for the holidays...Christmas and New Year celebrations. The plan(s) was to go home for the Hornbill Festival, come back for Christmas, then enter the New Year with a gala of a bash. Everything in place, yet how did I ever forget that "planning" ahead really does not work.Sometime in the first week of December '07, I had a dream. I rarely dream and when I

To Adonis

2007-11-05T16:04:00.001+05:30

I loved him since the time I laid eyes on himIt was foolish of me not to know how much I did.Only when I saw him with another, his beloved...they say,I knew I'd lost him...How can I explain the pain I feel When he looks at me, I cannot tell thoughIf he goes through the same emotions as me.I can only tell you about the heartache I have inside me, when he smiles at me.With a tear behind my eyes, I

2007-10-25T14:55:00.001+05:30

Carnage of the BeesThis one is for the Bumble Bee, who’d buzzed and sucked on nectar life, before it fell...As I entered the room, I saw that he was there, lying lifeless on the ground – in a state of defeat, transformed to death – with his other comrades. I am not aware of what had happened before I entered the realm of what seemed to be corpses all around. I doubt if I will have the capacity to

Finding Happiness

2007-09-05T02:40:00.001+05:30

What is it about life that we breeze thru it...For me, I'm always in a hurry to get to the end of something - to figure out the result. Patience, yes that's what it is - I lack it. A normal day would be to get up and go over the same ol' routine...often at the end of the day, it feels like I've done nothing new. When I hit my head on the pillow at night, I say to myself - there's so much I want

Purple Haze

2007-07-16T19:32:00.001+05:30

Life normally begins with a cry...a wrenching wail escaping from the bloodied creature snatched cruelly out of the womb. Into the hell's mouth out of the safe-haven. So it began...a new breath of life and then came a calm, but only a farce for soon the storm will growl. It was christened, rather a brand new name. Purple - the color of Royalty. Purple, that signifies grandeur. Purple, that reads

Silkworm curry & Dog meat!

2007-05-18T14:52:00.001+05:30

So let me tell you about the silk worm curry and dog meat, some of the delicacies of Nagaland. How is it prepared? Before that I should tell you that I am one of those rare Nagas who is allergic to silk worms :(Once I decided to be super adventurous and wanted to taste the curry, which Mom had prepared - it was cooked in bamboo shoot, and it smelled really good. I was excited, and I popped one of

Back to Square 1...

2007-05-16T13:22:00.001+05:30

And so I am back, after a wonderful vacation in Bangalore...I just love the city. The weather is so much more 'pleasanter' than Hyderabad, and the ppl are much more err...excuse the word, if it sounds too harsh...'cultured.' All I did was shop, shop & shop...and of course it wasn't all for me :) I have a giving heart btw!But to think that just in the previous post, I went all hullaballo about '

2007-05-10T09:51:00.001+05:30

A typical day out for me in Hyderabad...or any other city in India!:- I got to fight with the the autowallas, coz' all they wanna do is take you for a ride and fleece my pocket. All the more, it doesn't help to look non-Hyderabadi!- I got to bargain with the shopkeepers if I have to buy something out in the street.- I got to apply dollops of sunscreen, coz' the heat sears thru my skin!- I got to

2007-05-07T13:29:00.002+05:30

I'm done with asking for more time...wishing that there was more than 24 hours in a day! It's not enough - I know that if I had to lobby for this change in time, I will get the 'support.' At the same time, I'll be clobbered by the 'others'...They say there is a time for everything, time to rest, time to work...well, now I'm waiting for the "rest"...

WHERE ARE THE REBELS!!??

2007-05-04T11:41:00.001+05:30

Everyday of my life I see ppl around me who are such 'lick asses' who are no better than doormats...it's not even funny! It's pitiful! Have we become so fearful of saying what we believe in, or are we blissed having to say 'yes' and put on a fake smile...! We're no better than parasites, clinging on to hosts that appear bigger than us...How sad, how pathetic!WHERE are the REBELS? What have we

The difference between "want" and "need"

2007-05-03T13:33:00.001+05:30

I was thinking if there was a time when material needs did not matter at all, when we were free from “want” – if there was such a time – or was that in the Garden of Eden? I know at the end of the day someone out there will tell me that there never existed such a time in “humanoid age”. Yup, totally right! I agree with you stranger…but this only pushes me to another thought. What in the world,

Two is to One!

2006-12-11T17:35:00.001+05:30

"So this is Christmas, and what have you done..." Here it is, the season to be jolly. I sure am happy it's Christmas time.Nothing like the warm hot chocolate by the fireside...I do miss home. So glad I'm heading home after a year.Nothing like the smell of Mom's cooking (mind you, strictly Non Veg)...Ok, let me declare this officially that I'd actually saved as draft the section above this, went