In this media-infested world of random-access messaging, blogs and other forms of information diarrhea, my favorite medium of expression are the slogans on the back of trucks, autos and tempos. These people don't have the time or access to blogs or let out like we do; not that these outlets are in the proximity due to the nature of their work. They express themselves on that little space they have at the back of their machines which totally reflects their outlook to life at times- something that can stay there for a few months altogether- comes with hitting the road for a living, I presume.
Here's an endearing one I saw yesterday:
'Gussa nahi pagli, pyaar chahiye'.
Rameshwar's have opened shop near home but they don't have aloo ki sabzi that comes with the kachaudi at Kaleva; and Kaleva wins my patronage.
If I can't do much about tsunami victims sitting around here, the least I can do is not get drunk on new year's and dance my ass off for nothing. Wishing hope and peace for the victim's families and here's wishing everyone a happy new year.
Friday, December 31, 2004
Endnote
In this media-infested world of random-access messaging, blogs and other forms of information diarrhea, my favorite medium of expression are the slogans on the back of trucks, autos and tempos. These people don't have the time or access to blogs or let out like we do; not that these outlets are in the proximity due to the nature of their work. They express themselves on that little space they have at the back of their machines which totally reflects their outlook to life at times- something that can stay there for a few months altogether- comes with hitting the road for a living, I presume.
Here's an endearing one I saw yesterday:
'Gussa nahi pagli, pyaar chahiye'.
Rameshwar's have opened shop near home but they don't have aloo ki sabzi that comes with the kachaudi at Kaleva; and Kaleva wins my patronage.
If I can't do much about tsunami victims sitting around here, the least I can do is not get drunk on new year's and dance my ass off for nothing. Wishing hope and peace for the victim's families and here's wishing everyone a happy new year.
Here's an endearing one I saw yesterday:
'Gussa nahi pagli, pyaar chahiye'.
Rameshwar's have opened shop near home but they don't have aloo ki sabzi that comes with the kachaudi at Kaleva; and Kaleva wins my patronage.
If I can't do much about tsunami victims sitting around here, the least I can do is not get drunk on new year's and dance my ass off for nothing. Wishing hope and peace for the victim's families and here's wishing everyone a happy new year.
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
data
The most lethal weapon one can use against someone is portable data. It may fly around as a listing in a database or an mms clip.
Once in a while, We chance upon information on people which ideally should not see the light of day as much due to the sensitivity of the issue. Discretion based upon a certain level of maturity is required in cases like this. After all, one day, we all end up on the victim's end.
Once in a while, We chance upon information on people which ideally should not see the light of day as much due to the sensitivity of the issue. Discretion based upon a certain level of maturity is required in cases like this. After all, one day, we all end up on the victim's end.
data
The most lethal weapon one can use against someone is portable data. It may fly around as a listing in a database or an mms clip.
Once in a while, We chance upon information on people which ideally should not see the light of day as much due to the sensitivity of the issue. Discretion based upon a certain level of maturity is required in cases like this. After all, one day, we all end up on the victim's end.
Once in a while, We chance upon information on people which ideally should not see the light of day as much due to the sensitivity of the issue. Discretion based upon a certain level of maturity is required in cases like this. After all, one day, we all end up on the victim's end.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Swades
Every Indian deserves to be forced and fleeced into watching this movie, especially if one came in looking for an entertainer. Far from eye candy stuff, it's more of a wake up call; at least for NRIs- to whom it looked targeted at, if not for the groaning and snoring lot I was packed with in the hall.
Our main man looks exhausted, probably since he has other movies to handle. Compared to the dedicated energy of Amir Khan in the one movie he works in in a year, Shah Rukh looks fed up and tired of the boat ride, the hills and the village in general. The way I look at it, Govarikar has leveraged his earlier win to get NASA's (United States) support to make us all endure this preaching session. It was still closer to reality though, looking like a documentary at places.
3 songs in this one I liked, typical dreamy stuff by the maverick. Yuhi chala chal, yeh tara woh tara and Yeh jo des hai tera.
Would I recommend this movie? Yes. It stays with you a while, in a good way.
Our main man looks exhausted, probably since he has other movies to handle. Compared to the dedicated energy of Amir Khan in the one movie he works in in a year, Shah Rukh looks fed up and tired of the boat ride, the hills and the village in general. The way I look at it, Govarikar has leveraged his earlier win to get NASA's (United States) support to make us all endure this preaching session. It was still closer to reality though, looking like a documentary at places.
3 songs in this one I liked, typical dreamy stuff by the maverick. Yuhi chala chal, yeh tara woh tara and Yeh jo des hai tera.
Would I recommend this movie? Yes. It stays with you a while, in a good way.
Swades
Every Indian deserves to be forced and fleeced into watching this movie, especially if one came in looking for an entertainer. Far from eye candy stuff, it's more of a wake up call; at least for NRIs- to whom it looked targeted at, if not for the groaning and snoring lot I was packed with in the hall.
Our main man looks exhausted, probably since he has other movies to handle. Compared to the dedicated energy of Amir Khan in the one movie he works in in a year, Shah Rukh looks fed up and tired of the boat ride, the hills and the village in general. The way I look at it, Govarikar has leveraged his earlier win to get NASA's (United States) support to make us all endure this preaching session. It was still closer to reality though, looking like a documentary at places.
3 songs in this one I liked, typical dreamy stuff by the maverick. Yuhi chala chal, yeh tara woh tara and Yeh jo des hai tera.
Would I recommend this movie? Yes. It stays with you a while, in a good way.
Our main man looks exhausted, probably since he has other movies to handle. Compared to the dedicated energy of Amir Khan in the one movie he works in in a year, Shah Rukh looks fed up and tired of the boat ride, the hills and the village in general. The way I look at it, Govarikar has leveraged his earlier win to get NASA's (United States) support to make us all endure this preaching session. It was still closer to reality though, looking like a documentary at places.
3 songs in this one I liked, typical dreamy stuff by the maverick. Yuhi chala chal, yeh tara woh tara and Yeh jo des hai tera.
Would I recommend this movie? Yes. It stays with you a while, in a good way.
Monday, December 27, 2004
more
met the guys yesterday... pasta with white sauce, pasta with red sauce and a pizza at Flavours and then aloo chaat and dahi bhalle at bittu tikki wala a.k.a. BTW at the vazirpur complex.awesssssssssssommmmmmmmme...
more
met the guys yesterday... pasta with white sauce, pasta with red sauce and a pizza at Flavours and then aloo chaat and dahi bhalle at bittu tikki wala a.k.a. BTW at the vazirpur complex.awesssssssssssommmmmmmmme...
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
glut
Paid a visit to the shrine of Indian junk food- Kaleva. Aloo kachaudi and gulab jamun it was, topping it with a gold flake and meetha paan...
Guilty as hell is the man who indulges in the sin of gluttony; knowing well what it does to his health. To redeem yourself, you wretched soul, thou shall fall to the earth at the break of dawn and yield 50 pushups.
Picked up some more music from the godforsaken music world opened just in front of home. 'Morning Raga' and 'Rabbi'. I don't understand either of the languages in these cds but they can be belted time and again for some reason I just don't understand.
Guilty as hell is the man who indulges in the sin of gluttony; knowing well what it does to his health. To redeem yourself, you wretched soul, thou shall fall to the earth at the break of dawn and yield 50 pushups.
Picked up some more music from the godforsaken music world opened just in front of home. 'Morning Raga' and 'Rabbi'. I don't understand either of the languages in these cds but they can be belted time and again for some reason I just don't understand.
glut
Paid a visit to the shrine of Indian junk food- Kaleva. Aloo kachaudi and gulab jamun it was, topping it with a gold flake and meetha paan...
Guilty as hell is the man who indulges in the sin of gluttony; knowing well what it does to his health. To redeem yourself, you wretched soul, thou shall fall to the earth at the break of dawn and yield 50 pushups.
Picked up some more music from the godforsaken music world opened just in front of home. 'Morning Raga' and 'Rabbi'. I don't understand either of the languages in these cds but they can be belted time and again for some reason I just don't understand.
Guilty as hell is the man who indulges in the sin of gluttony; knowing well what it does to his health. To redeem yourself, you wretched soul, thou shall fall to the earth at the break of dawn and yield 50 pushups.
Picked up some more music from the godforsaken music world opened just in front of home. 'Morning Raga' and 'Rabbi'. I don't understand either of the languages in these cds but they can be belted time and again for some reason I just don't understand.
Stopped at Kaleva near home... aloo kachaudi and gulab jamun... yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....
If you are a designer, you have been chosen by non other than the almighty to create on his behalf; so, my friend, do justice to your existence. Open those able palms that are abound with potential, look at those lines, envisage lines on paper and then beyond on form, leading to pending creations in the attic of your mind that await and yearn to be breathed life into.
If you are a designer, you have been chosen by non other than the almighty to create on his behalf; so, my friend, do justice to your existence. Open those able palms that are abound with potential, look at those lines, envisage lines on paper and then beyond on form, leading to pending creations in the attic of your mind that await and yearn to be breathed life into.
Stopped at Kaleva near home... aloo kachaudi and gulab jamun... yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....
If you are a designer, you have been chosen by non other than the almighty to create on his behalf; so, my friend, do justice to your existence. Open those able palms that are abound with potential, look at those lines, envisage lines on paper and then beyond on form, leading to pending creations in the attic of your mind that await and yearn to be breathed life into.
If you are a designer, you have been chosen by non other than the almighty to create on his behalf; so, my friend, do justice to your existence. Open those able palms that are abound with potential, look at those lines, envisage lines on paper and then beyond on form, leading to pending creations in the attic of your mind that await and yearn to be breathed life into.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
The challenges of working in print totally dwarf those of working on the web. It's easy with the web- what you see is what you get. Even if you make an error, all you need to do is edit and upload again. You know that what you see on your screen is what anyone will, anywhere in the world. I spent the last 5 years doing it the easy way. Now that's not how it rolls in the print world.What makes working in print tougher is the unpredictability; that the output is not entirely in the designers' hands. What you design on 100 gsm paper is another world from what it will look like on 200 gsm imported art card. Even the colors you see on screen are not what they will look like when the job is all done... and if you use special colors- ho boy, wait for the output!The work extends way after the design stage is over. Very tight co-ordination is required with the printer, experimenting with paper, understanding processes, constantly checking for updates, and finally, hoping all goes well. If God forbid there's an error, there's no turning back. Surely print has it's perils, but when things turn out well, its the sheer pleasure of holding your work in your hand that rules, turning those pages in the sunlight, the light reflecting off the paper and reaching your eyes that sends the sheer pride of being part of the process, there and at that moment. Then, putting that work of art on your shelf and it doesn't disappear at the switch of a plug. Modigliani insize bright white, 260 gsm paper was used for those sexy, dove embossed firm wide greeting cards. Kudos to Sanjeev Gupta, our printer, for churning out world class work.
The challenges of working in print totally dwarf those of working on the web. It's easy with the web- what you see is what you get. Even if you make an error, all you need to do is edit and upload again. You know that what you see on your screen is what anyone will, anywhere in the world. I spent the last 5 years doing it the easy way. Now that's not how it rolls in the print world.What makes working in print tougher is the unpredictability; that the output is not entirely in the designers' hands. What you design on 100 gsm paper is another world from what it will look like on 200 gsm imported art card. Even the colors you see on screen are not what they will look like when the job is all done... and if you use special colors- ho boy, wait for the output!The work extends way after the design stage is over. Very tight co-ordination is required with the printer, experimenting with paper, understanding processes, constantly checking for updates, and finally, hoping all goes well. If God forbid there's an error, there's no turning back. Surely print has it's perils, but when things turn out well, its the sheer pleasure of holding your work in your hand that rules, turning those pages in the sunlight, the light reflecting off the paper and reaching your eyes that sends the sheer pride of being part of the process, there and at that moment. Then, putting that work of art on your shelf and it doesn't disappear at the switch of a plug. Modigliani insize bright white, 260 gsm paper was used for those sexy, dove embossed firm wide greeting cards. Kudos to Sanjeev Gupta, our printer, for churning out world class work.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The Infallible Way
Jule Gaige's book got printed and she sent me a copy. Jule, the work that went in from my side is just a drop compared to what you poured into your project. It feels great to hold that book, to see and feel what came out of those days just rules.
Monday, December 13, 2004
The Infallible Way
Jule Gaige's book got printed and she sent me a copy. Jule, the work that went in from my side is just a drop compared to what you poured into your project. It feels great to hold that book, to see and feel what came out of those days just rules.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
too old to rock and roll...
Hit a rock concert at Pragati Maidan on Sunday; event called Numero Uno Rock Out. The last time I went for one was 4 years back and a lot has changed since then (I've grown old). The bands that played were Prestorika, Pin Drop Violence, Orange Street and Medicis from Pondicherry. From days when when I could sing along with the bands, here, I was a mute spectator. Not only had I not heard any of the songs, I hadn't even heard of the bands the cover versions were played of. Anyway, from what I could tell from my sense of music, Orange Street were the best of the lot. They played a bit of fusion, their drummer was amazing, they experimented quite a bit, and they were the only ones who didn't appear dazed and confused like the rest of the bunch. The volume was way up high and my head was ringing till next morning. It felt good though; now when's the next gig in town?
too old to rock and roll...
Hit a rock concert at Pragati Maidan on Sunday; event called Numero Uno Rock Out. The last time I went for one was 4 years back and a lot has changed since then (I've grown old). The bands that played were Prestorika, Pin Drop Violence, Orange Street and Medicis from Pondicherry. From days when when I could sing along with the bands, here, I was a mute spectator. Not only had I not heard any of the songs, I hadn't even heard of the bands the cover versions were played of. Anyway, from what I could tell from my sense of music, Orange Street were the best of the lot. They played a bit of fusion, their drummer was amazing, they experimented quite a bit, and they were the only ones who didn't appear dazed and confused like the rest of the bunch. The volume was way up high and my head was ringing till next morning. It felt good though; now when's the next gig in town?
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Right in the maddening crowd- changing perception of language
In our wonder years, people would question our upbringing if we blurted something like 'shut up you bloody bastard' in public. Word would spread in the community on where the Kariyal kids learn that kind of language and where they will end up one day. Today, next to this baby talk, 10-year-olds can accuse one of one's relations with one's mother and sister (with a few animals thrown in) not only with great eloquence, but also not have anyone in the vicinity bat an eyelid. Language, usage and perception have changed manyfolds today. Expressions used to cuss at someone can also be used in admiration, for example- that son of a bitch completed the task in just two days; in exclamation- you lucky madafaka. 'Get out of here' is not only what you'd say to unceremoniously throw someone out of your house but is also an expression of disbelief. Some of the expressions find their way into corporate board rooms; 'bitch' meaning to loose-talk about someone (typically the press about the company) and 'kick some ass' is used to motivate a team. 'Bitch' is openly used in our hindi movies along with a slew of altered profanities in hindi- 'bhen ka takaa', 'teri maa ko pranaam karoo' subtly tickling our street selves. Recently, an ad showed a kid making a pass at an attractive woman- 'kya item hai'. Now here's my favourite website-http://www.bosedkdesigns.com
Right in the maddening crowd- changing perception of language
In our wonder years, people would question our upbringing if we blurted something like 'shut up you bloody bastard' in public. Word would spread in the community on where the Kariyal kids learn that kind of language and where they will end up one day. Today, next to this baby talk, 10-year-olds can accuse one of one's relations with one's mother and sister (with a few animals thrown in) not only with great eloquence, but also not have anyone in the vicinity bat an eyelid. Language, usage and perception have changed manyfolds today. Expressions used to cuss at someone can also be used in admiration, for example- that son of a bitch completed the task in just two days; in exclamation- you lucky madafaka. 'Get out of here' is not only what you'd say to unceremoniously throw someone out of your house but is also an expression of disbelief. Some of the expressions find their way into corporate board rooms; 'bitch' meaning to loose-talk about someone (typically the press about the company) and 'kick some ass' is used to motivate a team. 'Bitch' is openly used in our hindi movies along with a slew of altered profanities in hindi- 'bhen ka takaa', 'teri maa ko pranaam karoo' subtly tickling our street selves. Recently, an ad showed a kid making a pass at an attractive woman- 'kya item hai'. Now here's my favourite website-http://www.bosedkdesigns.com
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
zaraa hat ke, zaraa bach ke, yeh hai dilli meri jaan
Despite all that I have to say about the city when my car gets busted, bad drivers et all, what about Delhi makes me proud? Here's a list-
- Metro
- Lotus temple
- Khaja Chowk
- number of art galleries, theatre, movie halls
- Dilli Haat
- CNG deployed
- in close proximity to the hills and Rajasthan
- Metro
- Lotus temple
- Khaja Chowk
- number of art galleries, theatre, movie halls
- Dilli Haat
- CNG deployed
- in close proximity to the hills and Rajasthan
zaraa hat ke, zaraa bach ke, yeh hai dilli meri jaan
Despite all that I have to say about the city when my car gets busted, bad drivers et all, what about Delhi makes me proud? Here's a list-
- Metro
- Lotus temple
- Khaja Chowk
- number of art galleries, theatre, movie halls
- Dilli Haat
- CNG deployed
- in close proximity to the hills and Rajasthan
- Metro
- Lotus temple
- Khaja Chowk
- number of art galleries, theatre, movie halls
- Dilli Haat
- CNG deployed
- in close proximity to the hills and Rajasthan
Friday, November 19, 2004
perception the way you want
Tomorrow, before you-
-get dressed in the morning in a hurry
-face snarling traffic
-see an unpleasant sight
-breathe polluted air
-eat food that puts you off
-get spam phone calls in the middle of an important meeting
-step into a puddle
-run out of money
-miss a good movie
-cuss at someone driving badly
before any of these things happen, in the morning, look into the mirror, right into those sleepy eyes and say, I love you.
-get dressed in the morning in a hurry
-face snarling traffic
-see an unpleasant sight
-breathe polluted air
-eat food that puts you off
-get spam phone calls in the middle of an important meeting
-step into a puddle
-run out of money
-miss a good movie
-cuss at someone driving badly
before any of these things happen, in the morning, look into the mirror, right into those sleepy eyes and say, I love you.
perception the way you want
Tomorrow, before you-
-get dressed in the morning in a hurry
-face snarling traffic
-see an unpleasant sight
-breathe polluted air
-eat food that puts you off
-get spam phone calls in the middle of an important meeting
-step into a puddle
-run out of money
-miss a good movie
-cuss at someone driving badly
before any of these things happen, in the morning, look into the mirror, right into those sleepy eyes and say, I love you.
-get dressed in the morning in a hurry
-face snarling traffic
-see an unpleasant sight
-breathe polluted air
-eat food that puts you off
-get spam phone calls in the middle of an important meeting
-step into a puddle
-run out of money
-miss a good movie
-cuss at someone driving badly
before any of these things happen, in the morning, look into the mirror, right into those sleepy eyes and say, I love you.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
All of me...
On Zoom, Pooja Bedi interviews Diana Hayden and asks her what qualities she wants in her man. Diana says she wants him to be honest, faithful, ambitious, handsome and must have a good sense of humour.
This ain't Scandinavia, sweetheart, but we'll find a way for you to marry all of them someday.
Now how does a reclusive, dreamer type like me find this bitchy, shallow channel so engrossing?! It's sad, but I gotto to do something worthwhile with me life now... like watch the rest of the program...
This ain't Scandinavia, sweetheart, but we'll find a way for you to marry all of them someday.
Now how does a reclusive, dreamer type like me find this bitchy, shallow channel so engrossing?! It's sad, but I gotto to do something worthwhile with me life now... like watch the rest of the program...
All of me...
On Zoom, Pooja Bedi interviews Diana Hayden and asks her what qualities she wants in her man. Diana says she wants him to be honest, faithful, ambitious, handsome and must have a good sense of humour.
This ain't Scandinavia, sweetheart, but we'll find a way for you to marry all of them someday.
Now how does a reclusive, dreamer type like me find this bitchy, shallow channel so engrossing?! It's sad, but I gotto to do something worthwhile with me life now... like watch the rest of the program...
This ain't Scandinavia, sweetheart, but we'll find a way for you to marry all of them someday.
Now how does a reclusive, dreamer type like me find this bitchy, shallow channel so engrossing?! It's sad, but I gotto to do something worthwhile with me life now... like watch the rest of the program...
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Anand dude, me borrowing this link from your blog (which you haven't updated in the last 5324581 years)-
http://www.smallstoriesonline.com/Comics/ValentinesDay/ValentinesDay.htm
Hahahahahahahohohohohoho!! Can never get tired of seeing this! Love the attention paid to detail... (3rd last frame- twitch, twitch).
http://www.smallstoriesonline.com/Comics/ValentinesDay/ValentinesDay.htm
Hahahahahahahohohohohoho!! Can never get tired of seeing this! Love the attention paid to detail... (3rd last frame- twitch, twitch).
Anand dude, me borrowing this link from your blog (which you haven't updated in the last 5324581 years)-
http://www.smallstoriesonline.com/Comics/ValentinesDay/ValentinesDay.htm
Hahahahahahahohohohohoho!! Can never get tired of seeing this! Love the attention paid to detail... (3rd last frame- twitch, twitch).
http://www.smallstoriesonline.com/Comics/ValentinesDay/ValentinesDay.htm
Hahahahahahahohohohohoho!! Can never get tired of seeing this! Love the attention paid to detail... (3rd last frame- twitch, twitch).
Friday, October 29, 2004
space, time and design
if the shelf life of a document is one year or more, then it makes sense to give it 2 months to design it, example, a coffee table book or novel. In a case where it's just 1 day or a week, like a concept note for a training, then it doesn't make sense to give it more than a day to design. Now let's talk about case number one :). This is when one can indulge in layouts colors, icons, fonts, pictures, continuation to the back page... oh love love love!
space, time and design
if the shelf life of a document is one year or more, then it makes sense to give it 2 months to design it, example, a coffee table book or novel. In a case where it's just 1 day or a week, like a concept note for a training, then it doesn't make sense to give it more than a day to design. Now let's talk about case number one :). This is when one can indulge in layouts colors, icons, fonts, pictures, continuation to the back page... oh love love love!
Thursday, October 28, 2004
ki karaa... petrol katam ee ni onda...
What is creativity? Is it a person making a beautiful animation? Is it a person making a fantastic website? Is it a person making a well-produced brochure? Is it a person making... oh, what a micro perspective!
Or is it an entire team doing incredible work consistently?One person with God-given talent is an accident. Here, 'creative' happens naturally; expressing more than creating, really. But true creativity is when one can be a catalyst to making others think creatively. The goal is creating an ambience of idea generation by giving the other thinkers ample mind space; with least hinderances to letting them express it.
Or is it an entire team doing incredible work consistently?One person with God-given talent is an accident. Here, 'creative' happens naturally; expressing more than creating, really. But true creativity is when one can be a catalyst to making others think creatively. The goal is creating an ambience of idea generation by giving the other thinkers ample mind space; with least hinderances to letting them express it.
ki karaa... petrol katam ee ni onda...
What is creativity? Is it a person making a beautiful animation? Is it a person making a fantastic website? Is it a person making a well-produced brochure? Is it a person making... oh, what a micro perspective!
Or is it an entire team doing incredible work consistently?One person with God-given talent is an accident. Here, 'creative' happens naturally; expressing more than creating, really. But true creativity is when one can be a catalyst to making others think creatively. The goal is creating an ambience of idea generation by giving the other thinkers ample mind space; with least hinderances to letting them express it.
Or is it an entire team doing incredible work consistently?One person with God-given talent is an accident. Here, 'creative' happens naturally; expressing more than creating, really. But true creativity is when one can be a catalyst to making others think creatively. The goal is creating an ambience of idea generation by giving the other thinkers ample mind space; with least hinderances to letting them express it.
Friday, October 22, 2004
Adrenalin... rush, rush, rush...
Multi-tasking is not an option. One may be a specialist, but with a crisis at hand, all hands are expected on deck. These are the days when you wish you could clone yourself to be at 3 places at 10 a.m.!
some ads that got my attention-
1. Microsoft's 'your potential, our passion'. Here's a crack at it ;)-
http://www.openpolitics.com/2003/12/13/microsoft_ad_misread_your_potential_our_patent.html
2. Hutch's boy and girl animation ads
3. Honda's Rube Goldberg 'Cog' ad-
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/honda-ad.html
Multi-tasking is not an option. One may be a specialist, but with a crisis at hand, all hands are expected on deck. These are the days when you wish you could clone yourself to be at 3 places at 10 a.m.!
some ads that got my attention-
1. Microsoft's 'your potential, our passion'. Here's a crack at it ;)-
http://www.openpolitics.com/2003/12/13/microsoft_ad_misread_your_potential_our_patent.html
2. Hutch's boy and girl animation ads
3. Honda's Rube Goldberg 'Cog' ad-
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/honda-ad.html
Adrenalin... rush, rush, rush...
Multi-tasking is not an option. One may be a specialist, but with a crisis at hand, all hands are expected on deck. These are the days when you wish you could clone yourself to be at 3 places at 10 a.m.!
some ads that got my attention-
1. Microsoft's 'your potential, our passion'. Here's a crack at it ;)-
http://www.openpolitics.com/2003/12/13/microsoft_ad_misread_your_potential_our_patent.html
2. Hutch's boy and girl animation ads
3. Honda's Rube Goldberg 'Cog' ad-
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/honda-ad.html
Multi-tasking is not an option. One may be a specialist, but with a crisis at hand, all hands are expected on deck. These are the days when you wish you could clone yourself to be at 3 places at 10 a.m.!
some ads that got my attention-
1. Microsoft's 'your potential, our passion'. Here's a crack at it ;)-
http://www.openpolitics.com/2003/12/13/microsoft_ad_misread_your_potential_our_patent.html
2. Hutch's boy and girl animation ads
3. Honda's Rube Goldberg 'Cog' ad-
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/honda-ad.html
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
pate rahega hindustani
For splendid mutton curry and dal, drop in at 'Khaja Chowk' at the Priya complex in Vasant Vihar amidst Subway, TGIF, Mcdonald's and other tasteless food joints. Order anything in the menu, anything; it should leave your taste buds reeling in euphoria. Anand, thanks for taking the detour into this amicable li'l place!
Full Full Indian all right. Probably Indian food actually always tastes this good. I guess I lost touch no thanks to pizzas and other substandard inventions.
Full Full Indian all right. Probably Indian food actually always tastes this good. I guess I lost touch no thanks to pizzas and other substandard inventions.
pate rahega hindustani
For splendid mutton curry and dal, drop in at 'Khaja Chowk' at the Priya complex in Vasant Vihar amidst Subway, TGIF, Mcdonald's and other tasteless food joints. Order anything in the menu, anything; it should leave your taste buds reeling in euphoria. Anand, thanks for taking the detour into this amicable li'l place!
Full Full Indian all right. Probably Indian food actually always tastes this good. I guess I lost touch no thanks to pizzas and other substandard inventions.
Full Full Indian all right. Probably Indian food actually always tastes this good. I guess I lost touch no thanks to pizzas and other substandard inventions.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
see, touch, elevate
In this materialistic life, here's some realia that could well be convoked as objects of desire that coruscate with aesthetics and probity-
Harley Davidson V Rod
Apple IMac G5
IPod
Nikon digi cam
Bose home theatre system
Good product design inspires us to aspire for a better lifestyle. Gadgets shelve out at a geometric rate today and in a few months from now, in retrospect, this line up may well give me a good laugh since they will traduce my choice of accessories. Nevertheless, these examples also give us an idea of contemporary design, what's in and what's out. Functionality is essential, surely; but of late, Form has elbowed in leading us to fustigate gadgets that ignored The Form.
Harley Davidson V Rod
Apple IMac G5
IPod
Nikon digi cam
Bose home theatre system
Good product design inspires us to aspire for a better lifestyle. Gadgets shelve out at a geometric rate today and in a few months from now, in retrospect, this line up may well give me a good laugh since they will traduce my choice of accessories. Nevertheless, these examples also give us an idea of contemporary design, what's in and what's out. Functionality is essential, surely; but of late, Form has elbowed in leading us to fustigate gadgets that ignored The Form.
see, touch, elevate
In this materialistic life, here's some realia that could well be convoked as objects of desire that coruscate with aesthetics and probity-
Harley Davidson V Rod
Apple IMac G5
IPod
Nikon digi cam
Bose home theatre system
Good product design inspires us to aspire for a better lifestyle. Gadgets shelve out at a geometric rate today and in a few months from now, in retrospect, this line up may well give me a good laugh since they will traduce my choice of accessories. Nevertheless, these examples also give us an idea of contemporary design, what's in and what's out. Functionality is essential, surely; but of late, Form has elbowed in leading us to fustigate gadgets that ignored The Form.
Harley Davidson V Rod
Apple IMac G5
IPod
Nikon digi cam
Bose home theatre system
Good product design inspires us to aspire for a better lifestyle. Gadgets shelve out at a geometric rate today and in a few months from now, in retrospect, this line up may well give me a good laugh since they will traduce my choice of accessories. Nevertheless, these examples also give us an idea of contemporary design, what's in and what's out. Functionality is essential, surely; but of late, Form has elbowed in leading us to fustigate gadgets that ignored The Form.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
bhangra
ok me had nuf of beatles beethoven n bhimsen joshi... wanna explore bhangra like nobods bizness. jus picked up de cd of 'lets enjoy' which has- 'mundeya de dil hil gaye' and 'dhol wajda'. dhol wajda rulz, totally maan.next buy is de album 'Dance With Me - Aaja Ni Aaja' by kam dhillon which has de numba 'kala chasma'.
dis rulz...
dis rulz...
bhangra
ok me had nuf of beatles beethoven n bhimsen joshi... wanna explore bhangra like nobods bizness. jus picked up de cd of 'lets enjoy' which has- 'mundeya de dil hil gaye' and 'dhol wajda'. dhol wajda rulz, totally maan.next buy is de album 'Dance With Me - Aaja Ni Aaja' by kam dhillon which has de numba 'kala chasma'.
dis rulz...
dis rulz...
Saturday, October 02, 2004
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Sunday, September 26, 2004
car
Today, I decided to get the family's 1987 Maruti 800 fixed. The battery was down; no thanks to me forgetting to rev it up once in a while. I got a mechanic to jump start it and was advised to take it out for a 1 hr drive to charge up the battery. I took out the baby and in a short while, it was back in it's good ol' form; reminding me of just how reliable this machine is. This little ecstasy won't last long now because in 2007, some safety standards are going to come into action which the 800 will fail and that too miserably. I cruised at 45 kmph (which is also it's top speed) while singing 'Superman' by Five For Fighting and it dawned on me that I know the lyrics by heart. By heart, I tell you, by haaaaaa...
car
Today, I decided to get the family's 1987 Maruti 800 fixed. The battery was down; no thanks to me forgetting to rev it up once in a while. I got a mechanic to jump start it and was advised to take it out for a 1 hr drive to charge up the battery. I took out the baby and in a short while, it was back in it's good ol' form; reminding me of just how reliable this machine is. This little ecstasy won't last long now because in 2007, some safety standards are going to come into action which the 800 will fail and that too miserably. I cruised at 45 kmph (which is also it's top speed) while singing 'Superman' by Five For Fighting and it dawned on me that I know the lyrics by heart. By heart, I tell you, by haaaaaa...
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
running to stay in the same spot...
On interacting with Senior managers here on almost a daily basis now has shown me what sets them apart and why they're successful. It's the passion that runs high when they're giving you the brief for the job, their total dedication to their work as though that's the sole purpose of their existence. What's clearly scribbled between the lines is- If you want to be on the same boat as me, catch up. You'd better.
running to stay in the same spot...
On interacting with Senior managers here on almost a daily basis now has shown me what sets them apart and why they're successful. It's the passion that runs high when they're giving you the brief for the job, their total dedication to their work as though that's the sole purpose of their existence. What's clearly scribbled between the lines is- If you want to be on the same boat as me, catch up. You'd better.
Sunday, August 01, 2004
Getting Things Done : end notes
It's been 3 months since it started and has thankfully reached a finale I was afraid we wouldn't see. The basketball board for the kids finally got put up. I painted the board with 2 coats of enamel and red oxide on the metal support. The problem is, it's still wobbly when a ball hits it. I think next time, the board needn't be so big.
The dimensions of the smaller box inside is 45cm x 59cm.
-1 tin of white enamel
-1 tin of black enamel
-1 tin of red enamel
-1 litre turpentine
-2 brushes
-1 red oxide
-metal sandpaper
-cloth
-screwdriver for stirring the enamel
This should come handy sometime.
The dimensions of the smaller box inside is 45cm x 59cm.
-1 tin of white enamel
-1 tin of black enamel
-1 tin of red enamel
-1 litre turpentine
-2 brushes
-1 red oxide
-metal sandpaper
-cloth
-screwdriver for stirring the enamel
This should come handy sometime.
Getting Things Done : end notes
It's been 3 months since it started and has thankfully reached a finale I was afraid we wouldn't see. The basketball board for the kids finally got put up. I painted the board with 2 coats of enamel and red oxide on the metal support. The problem is, it's still wobbly when a ball hits it. I think next time, the board needn't be so big.
The dimensions of the smaller box inside is 45cm x 59cm.
-1 tin of white enamel
-1 tin of black enamel
-1 tin of red enamel
-1 litre turpentine
-2 brushes
-1 red oxide
-metal sandpaper
-cloth
-screwdriver for stirring the enamel
This should come handy sometime.
The dimensions of the smaller box inside is 45cm x 59cm.
-1 tin of white enamel
-1 tin of black enamel
-1 tin of red enamel
-1 litre turpentine
-2 brushes
-1 red oxide
-metal sandpaper
-cloth
-screwdriver for stirring the enamel
This should come handy sometime.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
create
being a creative person is really not very difficult. sometimes when people tell me i'm creative, i have this amazing urge to let the cat out of the bag by giving away the whole secret so that everyone else can be. I'll do it right now. i'm not really creative as in creative creative, i randomly pick combinations of elements floating in my head, spontaneously and lay them out visually. it's such a rediculously simple exercise, it's like saying fish love bathing. try it. it's simpler than you think. grab a pen or pencil, take a piece of paper and let your hand start moving on it. do not sit to think what to write or draw. just let go. after this, structure the thoughts and arrange those scribbles into objectives.
just let go. anyone can be 'creative'; irrespective of whether you are a manager, programmer, biker, writer or a shoe-watcher (wierd people who look at shoes a lot). i'm a car watcher. i like to look at the sloping lines to see how much auto aesthetics went into bringing together the right set of lines to make a machine beautiful. sometimes this applies to shoes also...
just let go. anyone can be 'creative'; irrespective of whether you are a manager, programmer, biker, writer or a shoe-watcher (wierd people who look at shoes a lot). i'm a car watcher. i like to look at the sloping lines to see how much auto aesthetics went into bringing together the right set of lines to make a machine beautiful. sometimes this applies to shoes also...
create
being a creative person is really not very difficult. sometimes when people tell me i'm creative, i have this amazing urge to let the cat out of the bag by giving away the whole secret so that everyone else can be. I'll do it right now. i'm not really creative as in creative creative, i randomly pick combinations of elements floating in my head, spontaneously and lay them out visually. it's such a rediculously simple exercise, it's like saying fish love bathing. try it. it's simpler than you think. grab a pen or pencil, take a piece of paper and let your hand start moving on it. do not sit to think what to write or draw. just let go. after this, structure the thoughts and arrange those scribbles into objectives.
just let go. anyone can be 'creative'; irrespective of whether you are a manager, programmer, biker, writer or a shoe-watcher (wierd people who look at shoes a lot). i'm a car watcher. i like to look at the sloping lines to see how much auto aesthetics went into bringing together the right set of lines to make a machine beautiful. sometimes this applies to shoes also...
just let go. anyone can be 'creative'; irrespective of whether you are a manager, programmer, biker, writer or a shoe-watcher (wierd people who look at shoes a lot). i'm a car watcher. i like to look at the sloping lines to see how much auto aesthetics went into bringing together the right set of lines to make a machine beautiful. sometimes this applies to shoes also...
Sunday, July 18, 2004
next platform
Devinder lit up my face with a copy of ''Cocina india vegetariana'. O boy, design for print has it's own charm.
I long for a platform where all media converge- print, web, sound, film, 3d; some kind of an interactive holograph in which the user can step into, the kind Michael Douglas does in 'Disclosure'. The person can turn the entire system on and steps into the content, with data floating around, wears VR gloves like Tom Cruise does in 'Minority Report' to sift through content-
1. turn virtual pages
2. watch animation wizzing around
3. listen to 3d sound / music
4. play VR games
And ofcourse, just download a database into your head like Trinity does with the chopper manual in the 'Matrix'.
When does this become real and when do I design content on this platform?
This is why I take Hollywood movies seriously. Visionaries deploy their imagination in movies where they are accepted as fictional. Much deeper and intense thoughts go behind these contraptions that we dispose so quickly as we step out of the theatre. These ideas become real much faster than we laugh them off as science fictional fantasies by wackos living in wonderland light years away. Arthur C Clarke talked about satellite technology way before it really happened. The flip phone in Star Trek which was shown 20 years back is already real and taken for granted. So start imagining. Your wild imagination today is tomorrow's trillion dollar operation.
And while you're at it, please blue-tooth my car parked below so the songs in my pc get transfered into it for tomorrow morning's drive to work. At least run some tracking technology on it so only I know of it's whereabouts if it is stolen. It's already there in our phones telling us where WE are, for god's sake.
Thanks, darling.
I long for a platform where all media converge- print, web, sound, film, 3d; some kind of an interactive holograph in which the user can step into, the kind Michael Douglas does in 'Disclosure'. The person can turn the entire system on and steps into the content, with data floating around, wears VR gloves like Tom Cruise does in 'Minority Report' to sift through content-
1. turn virtual pages
2. watch animation wizzing around
3. listen to 3d sound / music
4. play VR games
And ofcourse, just download a database into your head like Trinity does with the chopper manual in the 'Matrix'.
When does this become real and when do I design content on this platform?
This is why I take Hollywood movies seriously. Visionaries deploy their imagination in movies where they are accepted as fictional. Much deeper and intense thoughts go behind these contraptions that we dispose so quickly as we step out of the theatre. These ideas become real much faster than we laugh them off as science fictional fantasies by wackos living in wonderland light years away. Arthur C Clarke talked about satellite technology way before it really happened. The flip phone in Star Trek which was shown 20 years back is already real and taken for granted. So start imagining. Your wild imagination today is tomorrow's trillion dollar operation.
And while you're at it, please blue-tooth my car parked below so the songs in my pc get transfered into it for tomorrow morning's drive to work. At least run some tracking technology on it so only I know of it's whereabouts if it is stolen. It's already there in our phones telling us where WE are, for god's sake.
Thanks, darling.
next platform
Devinder lit up my face with a copy of ''Cocina india vegetariana'. O boy, design for print has it's own charm.
I long for a platform where all media converge- print, web, sound, film, 3d; some kind of an interactive holograph in which the user can step into, the kind Michael Douglas does in 'Disclosure'. The person can turn the entire system on and steps into the content, with data floating around, wears VR gloves like Tom Cruise does in 'Minority Report' to sift through content-
1. turn virtual pages
2. watch animation wizzing around
3. listen to 3d sound / music
4. play VR games
And ofcourse, just download a database into your head like Trinity does with the chopper manual in the 'Matrix'.
When does this become real and when do I design content on this platform?
This is why I take Hollywood movies seriously. Visionaries deploy their imagination in movies where they are accepted as fictional. Much deeper and intense thoughts go behind these contraptions that we dispose so quickly as we step out of the theatre. These ideas become real much faster than we laugh them off as science fictional fantasies by wackos living in wonderland light years away. Arthur C Clarke talked about satellite technology way before it really happened. The flip phone in Star Trek which was shown 20 years back is already real and taken for granted. So start imagining. Your wild imagination today is tomorrow's trillion dollar operation.
And while you're at it, please blue-tooth my car parked below so the songs in my pc get transfered into it for tomorrow morning's drive to work. At least run some tracking technology on it so only I know of it's whereabouts if it is stolen. It's already there in our phones telling us where WE are, for god's sake.
Thanks, darling.
I long for a platform where all media converge- print, web, sound, film, 3d; some kind of an interactive holograph in which the user can step into, the kind Michael Douglas does in 'Disclosure'. The person can turn the entire system on and steps into the content, with data floating around, wears VR gloves like Tom Cruise does in 'Minority Report' to sift through content-
1. turn virtual pages
2. watch animation wizzing around
3. listen to 3d sound / music
4. play VR games
And ofcourse, just download a database into your head like Trinity does with the chopper manual in the 'Matrix'.
When does this become real and when do I design content on this platform?
This is why I take Hollywood movies seriously. Visionaries deploy their imagination in movies where they are accepted as fictional. Much deeper and intense thoughts go behind these contraptions that we dispose so quickly as we step out of the theatre. These ideas become real much faster than we laugh them off as science fictional fantasies by wackos living in wonderland light years away. Arthur C Clarke talked about satellite technology way before it really happened. The flip phone in Star Trek which was shown 20 years back is already real and taken for granted. So start imagining. Your wild imagination today is tomorrow's trillion dollar operation.
And while you're at it, please blue-tooth my car parked below so the songs in my pc get transfered into it for tomorrow morning's drive to work. At least run some tracking technology on it so only I know of it's whereabouts if it is stolen. It's already there in our phones telling us where WE are, for god's sake.
Thanks, darling.
Saturday, June 19, 2004
I got my self an All-American banana split today from a Nirula's outlet near home. For another 18 bucks, you get a Create-your-own All-American banana split in which you can choose your 3 icecreams that go into it. As usual, I got the usual toppings of honey, choc sauce, nuts and cherry. Whenever I settle down on a table with this concoction, I get this look from people around, then they look at their friends who they're with and it sounds like- "Is he going to eat that himself??"
I got my self an All-American banana split today from a Nirula's outlet near home. For another 18 bucks, you get a Create-your-own All-American banana split in which you can choose your 3 icecreams that go into it. As usual, I got the usual toppings of honey, choc sauce, nuts and cherry. Whenever I settle down on a table with this concoction, I get this look from people around, then they look at their friends who they're with and it sounds like- "Is he going to eat that himself??"
Thursday, June 10, 2004
pupate
Sometimes I think we are constructed out of experiences; of meeting people, things we do, stuff happening to us, places we go to and the music we listen to. All these elements are energy signals or waves and they just kind of swarm in together, like lots of bees meeting in one place, to make who we are, constantly changing us. Sometimes the movies we see get into out heads so much that we start mouthing those dialogues in some situations!
pupate
Sometimes I think we are constructed out of experiences; of meeting people, things we do, stuff happening to us, places we go to and the music we listen to. All these elements are energy signals or waves and they just kind of swarm in together, like lots of bees meeting in one place, to make who we are, constantly changing us. Sometimes the movies we see get into out heads so much that we start mouthing those dialogues in some situations!
Saturday, June 05, 2004
alive
A lone flower on a mountain edge.
An egg cracking to reveal a baby bird.
A feather floating aimlessly.
a deluge of water on parched land.
A mountain goat climbing in search of grass and suddenly surprised by the view of the topography.
Nemo swimming away from the school.
A little african boy wondering what's outside his tribe.
Staring at the horizon.
A refreshing breeze.
An open door.
Did I just think up an ad? For what?
An egg cracking to reveal a baby bird.
A feather floating aimlessly.
a deluge of water on parched land.
A mountain goat climbing in search of grass and suddenly surprised by the view of the topography.
Nemo swimming away from the school.
A little african boy wondering what's outside his tribe.
Staring at the horizon.
A refreshing breeze.
An open door.
Did I just think up an ad? For what?
alive
A lone flower on a mountain edge.
An egg cracking to reveal a baby bird.
A feather floating aimlessly.
a deluge of water on parched land.
A mountain goat climbing in search of grass and suddenly surprised by the view of the topography.
Nemo swimming away from the school.
A little african boy wondering what's outside his tribe.
Staring at the horizon.
A refreshing breeze.
An open door.
Did I just think up an ad? For what?
An egg cracking to reveal a baby bird.
A feather floating aimlessly.
a deluge of water on parched land.
A mountain goat climbing in search of grass and suddenly surprised by the view of the topography.
Nemo swimming away from the school.
A little african boy wondering what's outside his tribe.
Staring at the horizon.
A refreshing breeze.
An open door.
Did I just think up an ad? For what?
shedding old skin
The birdie spent 7k on a wardrobe upgrade! Last cherry on the pie will be a Lamy Safari pen. So, that's another... whatever. Go on, baby, feel new!
Alright now, shiver those wings, straighten that neck a little, look straight and sharp and let's lean over that edge...
Alright now, shiver those wings, straighten that neck a little, look straight and sharp and let's lean over that edge...
shedding old skin
The birdie spent 7k on a wardrobe upgrade! Last cherry on the pie will be a Lamy Safari pen. So, that's another... whatever. Go on, baby, feel new!
Alright now, shiver those wings, straighten that neck a little, look straight and sharp and let's lean over that edge...
Alright now, shiver those wings, straighten that neck a little, look straight and sharp and let's lean over that edge...
Thursday, June 03, 2004
fly
the little bird looked around the cage that had been such a comfy nook for so long. Everyday, the neccessities would be stocked up and there would be nothing to complain about. There were others too in the cage, and they were all so well fed that they could hardly muster the strength or willingness to fly anymore.
One fine day, the cage was left unlocked. It wouldn't stay open for too long, that was for sure. This was an opportunity.
A fat birdie saw the little birdie starting at the opening.
"Why fly at all?", asked the fat birdie.
"Because we can."
"Aren't you happy here?"
"Yes, but we can FLY," lamented the li'l birdie, "At least I can."
"There are vultures and eagles out there," threatened fatso. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll fly."
The opening was staring at the birdie. The little birdie starred back, contemplating the next move. True, there ARE vultures and eagles out there.
One fine day, the cage was left unlocked. It wouldn't stay open for too long, that was for sure. This was an opportunity.
A fat birdie saw the little birdie starting at the opening.
"Why fly at all?", asked the fat birdie.
"Because we can."
"Aren't you happy here?"
"Yes, but we can FLY," lamented the li'l birdie, "At least I can."
"There are vultures and eagles out there," threatened fatso. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll fly."
The opening was staring at the birdie. The little birdie starred back, contemplating the next move. True, there ARE vultures and eagles out there.
fly
the little bird looked around the cage that had been such a comfy nook for so long. Everyday, the neccessities would be stocked up and there would be nothing to complain about. There were others too in the cage, and they were all so well fed that they could hardly muster the strength or willingness to fly anymore.
One fine day, the cage was left unlocked. It wouldn't stay open for too long, that was for sure. This was an opportunity.
A fat birdie saw the little birdie starting at the opening.
"Why fly at all?", asked the fat birdie.
"Because we can."
"Aren't you happy here?"
"Yes, but we can FLY," lamented the li'l birdie, "At least I can."
"There are vultures and eagles out there," threatened fatso. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll fly."
The opening was staring at the birdie. The little birdie starred back, contemplating the next move. True, there ARE vultures and eagles out there.
One fine day, the cage was left unlocked. It wouldn't stay open for too long, that was for sure. This was an opportunity.
A fat birdie saw the little birdie starting at the opening.
"Why fly at all?", asked the fat birdie.
"Because we can."
"Aren't you happy here?"
"Yes, but we can FLY," lamented the li'l birdie, "At least I can."
"There are vultures and eagles out there," threatened fatso. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll fly."
The opening was staring at the birdie. The little birdie starred back, contemplating the next move. True, there ARE vultures and eagles out there.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Real life.
Get ready for real life, kid. You've overstayed in paradise and the lamenting has gone too far. Really.
Real life.
Get ready for real life, kid. You've overstayed in paradise and the lamenting has gone too far. Really.
Monday, May 31, 2004
looking ahead
I'm mainly interested in Corporate branding and I'd like to be exposed to different media of information dissemination like print, intranet, internet, cd presentations or any new media in the making. The collateral impact of various sources has to be regulated to capture the target audience and it is this challenge that inspires me to get my hands into this exercise on a daily basis.
I have been designing logos, making animated ads, print ads and layouts, designing layouts for web, have worked in 3d; spined by basic art skills. See http://www.kariyal.com for detailed work.
I have been designing logos, making animated ads, print ads and layouts, designing layouts for web, have worked in 3d; spined by basic art skills. See http://www.kariyal.com for detailed work.
looking ahead
I'm mainly interested in Corporate branding and I'd like to be exposed to different media of information dissemination like print, intranet, internet, cd presentations or any new media in the making. The collateral impact of various sources has to be regulated to capture the target audience and it is this challenge that inspires me to get my hands into this exercise on a daily basis.
I have been designing logos, making animated ads, print ads and layouts, designing layouts for web, have worked in 3d; spined by basic art skills. See http://www.kariyal.com for detailed work.
I have been designing logos, making animated ads, print ads and layouts, designing layouts for web, have worked in 3d; spined by basic art skills. See http://www.kariyal.com for detailed work.
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Charge me up
Up Fly Focus Soar Drive Fast Quick Charge Dig Sense Live Dance Hard Push Chase Start Jump Encourage Love Listen Accept Hug Shoot Straight Fight Challenge See Understand Suggest Argue Assimilate Decide Conclude Plan Act Deploy Maintain Connect Reply Respond Reciprocate Run Sweat Try Again Extend Smile Laugh Appreciate Fix Attend Sing Aloud Feel Search Call Meet Learn Enjoy Move Ahead Open Imagine Deep Fantasize Reach High Higher Survey Think life give donate
Surinder, I read something like this on your blog somewhere-
"10% of Life happens to you. The other 90% is about how you respond to it. "
Someday, I'll tell you how this has been helpful!
Surinder, I read something like this on your blog somewhere-
"10% of Life happens to you. The other 90% is about how you respond to it. "
Someday, I'll tell you how this has been helpful!
Charge me up
Up Fly Focus Soar Drive Fast Quick Charge Dig Sense Live Dance Hard Push Chase Start Jump Encourage Love Listen Accept Hug Shoot Straight Fight Challenge See Understand Suggest Argue Assimilate Decide Conclude Plan Act Deploy Maintain Connect Reply Respond Reciprocate Run Sweat Try Again Extend Smile Laugh Appreciate Fix Attend Sing Aloud Feel Search Call Meet Learn Enjoy Move Ahead Open Imagine Deep Fantasize Reach High Higher Survey Think life give donate
Surinder, I read something like this on your blog somewhere-
"10% of Life happens to you. The other 90% is about how you respond to it. "
Someday, I'll tell you how this has been helpful!
Surinder, I read something like this on your blog somewhere-
"10% of Life happens to you. The other 90% is about how you respond to it. "
Someday, I'll tell you how this has been helpful!
change
The traveler and the midget walked down the road in the middle of the night, flanked by their pet wolves on either side. Both were lost in their thoughts; the traveler being in love and the midget in search of work. Their thoughts became transparent as each suggested to the other what they wanted for themselves!
"Why don't you get married?", said the traveler.
"Not now, I need a better job." He paused. "What about that other turf you went in search of? Do you plan to move on or stay put where you are?"
"Haven't decided."
They got into the carriage and headed out for supper.
Change is good. Change is disturbing. Change ruffles the settled and points to new directions in this endless voyage into this seamless, infinite, unpredictable life. Leave behind what cannot be fixed. You're not God. A lot needs to be done, so look ahead.
"Why don't you get married?", said the traveler.
"Not now, I need a better job." He paused. "What about that other turf you went in search of? Do you plan to move on or stay put where you are?"
"Haven't decided."
They got into the carriage and headed out for supper.
Change is good. Change is disturbing. Change ruffles the settled and points to new directions in this endless voyage into this seamless, infinite, unpredictable life. Leave behind what cannot be fixed. You're not God. A lot needs to be done, so look ahead.
change
The traveler and the midget walked down the road in the middle of the night, flanked by their pet wolves on either side. Both were lost in their thoughts; the traveler being in love and the midget in search of work. Their thoughts became transparent as each suggested to the other what they wanted for themselves!
"Why don't you get married?", said the traveler.
"Not now, I need a better job." He paused. "What about that other turf you went in search of? Do you plan to move on or stay put where you are?"
"Haven't decided."
They got into the carriage and headed out for supper.
Change is good. Change is disturbing. Change ruffles the settled and points to new directions in this endless voyage into this seamless, infinite, unpredictable life. Leave behind what cannot be fixed. You're not God. A lot needs to be done, so look ahead.
"Why don't you get married?", said the traveler.
"Not now, I need a better job." He paused. "What about that other turf you went in search of? Do you plan to move on or stay put where you are?"
"Haven't decided."
They got into the carriage and headed out for supper.
Change is good. Change is disturbing. Change ruffles the settled and points to new directions in this endless voyage into this seamless, infinite, unpredictable life. Leave behind what cannot be fixed. You're not God. A lot needs to be done, so look ahead.
Friday, May 28, 2004
thick blue paint
It doesn't matter how talented I am if I can't create an environment where my work is in synchronised tandem with others. Improvement done on a small scale immediately affects the top line growth of the firm. The act may be as microscopically and minutely tiny as moving a graphic by one pixel on the web page of the firm's intranet, but that act immediately creates a life form that flits and floats towards the overall giant aura that is like the sun, made of godazillions of fireballs, triggering a growth and evolution process that smashes past an artificial ceiling denoting a dated benchmark for quality and spreads- like seeds from a farmer's hand into tilled soil, pollen from a bee scattered among sunflowers, like sunlight ambushing dark space, like thick blue paint spreading in a glass of clear water, like a deluge bursting past a broken dam wall, like fine dust spreading in the air, like school children exploding out of the building in the afternoon, like a thousand birds fluttering out of a tree together, like sparks out of aerial fireworks, like water out of a wet dog drying himself, like the roots of a hundred-year-old tree and like a thought permeating the mind.
Here's to one year of blogging. Since I started on my 30th birthday, it makes it easy to remember. Cheers!
Here's to one year of blogging. Since I started on my 30th birthday, it makes it easy to remember. Cheers!
thick blue paint
It doesn't matter how talented I am if I can't create an environment where my work is in synchronised tandem with others. Improvement done on a small scale immediately affects the top line growth of the firm. The act may be as microscopically and minutely tiny as moving a graphic by one pixel on the web page of the firm's intranet, but that act immediately creates a life form that flits and floats towards the overall giant aura that is like the sun, made of godazillions of fireballs, triggering a growth and evolution process that smashes past an artificial ceiling denoting a dated benchmark for quality and spreads- like seeds from a farmer's hand into tilled soil, pollen from a bee scattered among sunflowers, like sunlight ambushing dark space, like thick blue paint spreading in a glass of clear water, like a deluge bursting past a broken dam wall, like fine dust spreading in the air, like school children exploding out of the building in the afternoon, like a thousand birds fluttering out of a tree together, like sparks out of aerial fireworks, like water out of a wet dog drying himself, like the roots of a hundred-year-old tree and like a thought permeating the mind.
Here's to one year of blogging. Since I started on my 30th birthday, it makes it easy to remember. Cheers!
Here's to one year of blogging. Since I started on my 30th birthday, it makes it easy to remember. Cheers!
Thursday, May 27, 2004
One Life
I am capable of deploying branding and recall techniques in any media I can lay my hands on. I've already done it in print, internet and motion graphics. Ok, now that I know this, what am I doing about it?
Just One Life, dammit. Do something with it. If I don't act fast, I'll be convinced I'm nothing more than the Chinese astro sign that I am. A Stubborn and complacent ox sitting on the divider on the road. Do something, Arjun!
Just One Life, dammit. Do something with it. If I don't act fast, I'll be convinced I'm nothing more than the Chinese astro sign that I am. A Stubborn and complacent ox sitting on the divider on the road. Do something, Arjun!
One Life
I am capable of deploying branding and recall techniques in any media I can lay my hands on. I've already done it in print, internet and motion graphics. Ok, now that I know this, what am I doing about it?
Just One Life, dammit. Do something with it. If I don't act fast, I'll be convinced I'm nothing more than the Chinese astro sign that I am. A Stubborn and complacent ox sitting on the divider on the road. Do something, Arjun!
Just One Life, dammit. Do something with it. If I don't act fast, I'll be convinced I'm nothing more than the Chinese astro sign that I am. A Stubborn and complacent ox sitting on the divider on the road. Do something, Arjun!
Friday, May 21, 2004
Devinder is in Denver. A man travelling with a digital camera, living out of a suitcase and through hotel rooms, suddenly looks up and clicks the sight of sky scrapers merging into the sky, nose to nose with a Lufthansa, uploads a picture now and then. Wohoooo man you're living MY kinda life!
Cheers!
karry
Iglesias's 'Hero' seeping into my headphones... this is getting surreal!!!!!
Blogger has a new set of templates which looked tempting enough for me to give a shot at. Although there was a warning message saying that the entire template would be modified, I didn't think of the comments. Aarrgh... I'm feeling really bad about having lost those. What's possible now is commenting as 'anonymous'. Feel free to give me a piece of your mind... anonymously, if you like!
Also, the reason I've reverted back to this same old template is that the 'links' section disappears in the rest. Now I may have lost your comments, but I can't lose track of your blogs, can I? :)
Cheers!
karry
Iglesias's 'Hero' seeping into my headphones... this is getting surreal!!!!!
Blogger has a new set of templates which looked tempting enough for me to give a shot at. Although there was a warning message saying that the entire template would be modified, I didn't think of the comments. Aarrgh... I'm feeling really bad about having lost those. What's possible now is commenting as 'anonymous'. Feel free to give me a piece of your mind... anonymously, if you like!
Also, the reason I've reverted back to this same old template is that the 'links' section disappears in the rest. Now I may have lost your comments, but I can't lose track of your blogs, can I? :)
Devinder is in Denver. A man travelling with a digital camera, living out of a suitcase and through hotel rooms, suddenly looks up and clicks the sight of sky scrapers merging into the sky, nose to nose with a Lufthansa, uploads a picture now and then. Wohoooo man you're living MY kinda life!
Cheers!
karry
Iglesias's 'Hero' seeping into my headphones... this is getting surreal!!!!!
Blogger has a new set of templates which looked tempting enough for me to give a shot at. Although there was a warning message saying that the entire template would be modified, I didn't think of the comments. Aarrgh... I'm feeling really bad about having lost those. What's possible now is commenting as 'anonymous'. Feel free to give me a piece of your mind... anonymously, if you like!
Also, the reason I've reverted back to this same old template is that the 'links' section disappears in the rest. Now I may have lost your comments, but I can't lose track of your blogs, can I? :)
Cheers!
karry
Iglesias's 'Hero' seeping into my headphones... this is getting surreal!!!!!
Blogger has a new set of templates which looked tempting enough for me to give a shot at. Although there was a warning message saying that the entire template would be modified, I didn't think of the comments. Aarrgh... I'm feeling really bad about having lost those. What's possible now is commenting as 'anonymous'. Feel free to give me a piece of your mind... anonymously, if you like!
Also, the reason I've reverted back to this same old template is that the 'links' section disappears in the rest. Now I may have lost your comments, but I can't lose track of your blogs, can I? :)
Thursday, May 20, 2004
grab those horns!
Ok, I've figured it out. There are basically 2 kinds of people- those who play it safe and those who venture out to do new things and also take the risk of looking stupid. History is witness to the fact that new ideas were always rubbished as pruducts of foolish minds. The 'safety softies' will stand on the side and watch, jeer and mock at the ones who step into the arena and dare to face the challenge and take it by the horns.
I just decided what I'd rather be. I can't imagine spending this lifetime doing things that have already been flogged to death.
Je suis très très joyeux. Aujourd'hui, je mettre un colleague dans lui place!
I just decided what I'd rather be. I can't imagine spending this lifetime doing things that have already been flogged to death.
Je suis très très joyeux. Aujourd'hui, je mettre un colleague dans lui place!
grab those horns!
Ok, I've figured it out. There are basically 2 kinds of people- those who play it safe and those who venture out to do new things and also take the risk of looking stupid. History is witness to the fact that new ideas were always rubbished as pruducts of foolish minds. The 'safety softies' will stand on the side and watch, jeer and mock at the ones who step into the arena and dare to face the challenge and take it by the horns.
I just decided what I'd rather be. I can't imagine spending this lifetime doing things that have already been flogged to death.
Je suis très très joyeux. Aujourd'hui, je mettre un colleague dans lui place!
I just decided what I'd rather be. I can't imagine spending this lifetime doing things that have already been flogged to death.
Je suis très très joyeux. Aujourd'hui, je mettre un colleague dans lui place!
Rock on!
According to Teen Hollywood's survey on the smelliest celebrities, Metallica, my all-time favourite band, ranks at number 9 (the whole band?!!). Reek on, guys!
Rock on!
According to Teen Hollywood's survey on the smelliest celebrities, Metallica, my all-time favourite band, ranks at number 9 (the whole band?!!). Reek on, guys!
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
safe
I can tolerate incompetent morons anywhere, anyplace, anytime. What gets difficult to handle is someone at work, a 'superior' who takes that coveted title, imposing his unpolished, crude, unsophisticated, run-of-the-mill, decaying, 'safe' ideas as products of experience on the team. What people don't realize is, resorting to this may surely help keep your job, (reminds me of the rat in the cylinderical treadmill) but will never get one to achieve a break-through. The best years of our life are wasted by 'playing it safe'. FUCK YOU.
What's hilarious is when dumbfucks like this try to be different, they come up with 'ideas' that are disfunctional enough to fuck up the whole effort altogether but feel good about the fact that they said something 'different'.
I hope the concerned person reads this. Was that offensive? Good. that's the whole fucking point. Atleast you're alive enough to feel it. Here it goes again. FUCK YOU, ARSEHOLE.
Bottom line, if you can't come up with something decent, let someone who can. He's probably confident enough to face the odds. Unlike you.
What's hilarious is when dumbfucks like this try to be different, they come up with 'ideas' that are disfunctional enough to fuck up the whole effort altogether but feel good about the fact that they said something 'different'.
I hope the concerned person reads this. Was that offensive? Good. that's the whole fucking point. Atleast you're alive enough to feel it. Here it goes again. FUCK YOU, ARSEHOLE.
Bottom line, if you can't come up with something decent, let someone who can. He's probably confident enough to face the odds. Unlike you.
safe
I can tolerate incompetent morons anywhere, anyplace, anytime. What gets difficult to handle is someone at work, a 'superior' who takes that coveted title, imposing his unpolished, crude, unsophisticated, run-of-the-mill, decaying, 'safe' ideas as products of experience on the team. What people don't realize is, resorting to this may surely help keep your job, (reminds me of the rat in the cylinderical treadmill) but will never get one to achieve a break-through. The best years of our life are wasted by 'playing it safe'. FUCK YOU.
What's hilarious is when dumbfucks like this try to be different, they come up with 'ideas' that are disfunctional enough to fuck up the whole effort altogether but feel good about the fact that they said something 'different'.
I hope the concerned person reads this. Was that offensive? Good. that's the whole fucking point. Atleast you're alive enough to feel it. Here it goes again. FUCK YOU, ARSEHOLE.
Bottom line, if you can't come up with something decent, let someone who can. He's probably confident enough to face the odds. Unlike you.
What's hilarious is when dumbfucks like this try to be different, they come up with 'ideas' that are disfunctional enough to fuck up the whole effort altogether but feel good about the fact that they said something 'different'.
I hope the concerned person reads this. Was that offensive? Good. that's the whole fucking point. Atleast you're alive enough to feel it. Here it goes again. FUCK YOU, ARSEHOLE.
Bottom line, if you can't come up with something decent, let someone who can. He's probably confident enough to face the odds. Unlike you.
Monday, May 17, 2004
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Swing while you're winning.. and what a swing!
Shining India up didn't work. Neglected farmers can bring the house down; just the chance the awaiting vultures needed.
We also have younger charismatic people here with new ideas and a fresh outlook who appeal to the people as compared to a geriatric brigade of fundamentalists who dwell on mob culture and have agendas with communalist inclinations, reflecting their perception of the people's intelligence and priorities. The tables have turned and it whacks in the knee!
We also have younger charismatic people here with new ideas and a fresh outlook who appeal to the people as compared to a geriatric brigade of fundamentalists who dwell on mob culture and have agendas with communalist inclinations, reflecting their perception of the people's intelligence and priorities. The tables have turned and it whacks in the knee!
Swing while you're winning.. and what a swing!
Shining India up didn't work. Neglected farmers can bring the house down; just the chance the awaiting vultures needed.
We also have younger charismatic people here with new ideas and a fresh outlook who appeal to the people as compared to a geriatric brigade of fundamentalists who dwell on mob culture and have agendas with communalist inclinations, reflecting their perception of the people's intelligence and priorities. The tables have turned and it whacks in the knee!
We also have younger charismatic people here with new ideas and a fresh outlook who appeal to the people as compared to a geriatric brigade of fundamentalists who dwell on mob culture and have agendas with communalist inclinations, reflecting their perception of the people's intelligence and priorities. The tables have turned and it whacks in the knee!
ying yang
Saw the soul test on Reshma's site.
It's actually for girls only; but then, who will stop me?
You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.
What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!
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It's actually for girls only; but then, who will stop me?
You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.
What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!
brought to you by Quizilla
ying yang
Saw the soul test on Reshma's site.
It's actually for girls only; but then, who will stop me?
You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.
What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!
brought to you by Quizilla
It's actually for girls only; but then, who will stop me?
You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.
What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!
brought to you by Quizilla
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
bad boy, good car
I drove like a maniac today to get mom to the Railway station. She had to catch the 9:50 a.m. train to Bangalore. What I didn't do was take into consideration morning traffic through a metro construction route. I spent the next one hour speeding, honking, criss-crossing, shuttling over the yellow line and jumping a stop light. All the while I had one thing on my mind- if mom missed the train, there'll be no end to me hearing about this FOR LIFE. For the first time she sat silently throughtout the stretch; probably saving it up for the event of missing the train! I topped the cake by parking badly and skipping the platform ticket.
We sprinted through the station to reach the third platform. The train moved 1 minute after mom got into the compartment. My sweetie 800 saved my life today. Kisses to you, babyjaan. For being a bad citizen, I'll make up for it someday.
Here I am, wondering how I pulled it off without a scratch on my baby or me. Next time you see a bad driver on the road, don't cuss at the machine, blame the driver.
We sprinted through the station to reach the third platform. The train moved 1 minute after mom got into the compartment. My sweetie 800 saved my life today. Kisses to you, babyjaan. For being a bad citizen, I'll make up for it someday.
Here I am, wondering how I pulled it off without a scratch on my baby or me. Next time you see a bad driver on the road, don't cuss at the machine, blame the driver.
bad boy, good car
I drove like a maniac today to get mom to the Railway station. She had to catch the 9:50 a.m. train to Bangalore. What I didn't do was take into consideration morning traffic through a metro construction route. I spent the next one hour speeding, honking, criss-crossing, shuttling over the yellow line and jumping a stop light. All the while I had one thing on my mind- if mom missed the train, there'll be no end to me hearing about this FOR LIFE. For the first time she sat silently throughtout the stretch; probably saving it up for the event of missing the train! I topped the cake by parking badly and skipping the platform ticket.
We sprinted through the station to reach the third platform. The train moved 1 minute after mom got into the compartment. My sweetie 800 saved my life today. Kisses to you, babyjaan. For being a bad citizen, I'll make up for it someday.
Here I am, wondering how I pulled it off without a scratch on my baby or me. Next time you see a bad driver on the road, don't cuss at the machine, blame the driver.
We sprinted through the station to reach the third platform. The train moved 1 minute after mom got into the compartment. My sweetie 800 saved my life today. Kisses to you, babyjaan. For being a bad citizen, I'll make up for it someday.
Here I am, wondering how I pulled it off without a scratch on my baby or me. Next time you see a bad driver on the road, don't cuss at the machine, blame the driver.
Sunday, May 09, 2004
When superpowers deploy inhuman methods to establish control, it's a sure sign of the epoch of another barbaric era. There's a certain implication of a set of values that are imposed on the rest of the world; to subjugate a faith and race for ulterior motives. Since they are capable of intimidating the loquacious media and influential armchair intellectuals, bogus justifications are ready to be served when needed, with the dressing and the candle light. Is this the meaning of being a superpower?
When superpowers deploy inhuman methods to establish control, it's a sure sign of the epoch of another barbaric era. There's a certain implication of a set of values that are imposed on the rest of the world; to subjugate a faith and race for ulterior motives. Since they are capable of intimidating the loquacious media and influential armchair intellectuals, bogus justifications are ready to be served when needed, with the dressing and the candle light. Is this the meaning of being a superpower?
Saturday, May 08, 2004
102. My mind is somewhere else. all I'm trying to do is get the basketball pole and board set up with the gang and the committee's help so the kids can play ball. It'll never be that easy. Everyone must have a say and atleast one reason which is an obstacle. How does one get a job done through this 'ego forest'? This is a crucial learning process- tackling people. Remids me of what David said- just do it because there are too many cooks.
+61. Is that a fish tail I see in my triceps?
+61. Is that a fish tail I see in my triceps?
102. My mind is somewhere else. all I'm trying to do is get the basketball pole and board set up with the gang and the committee's help so the kids can play ball. It'll never be that easy. Everyone must have a say and atleast one reason which is an obstacle. How does one get a job done through this 'ego forest'? This is a crucial learning process- tackling people. Remids me of what David said- just do it because there are too many cooks.
+61. Is that a fish tail I see in my triceps?
+61. Is that a fish tail I see in my triceps?
Friday, May 07, 2004
130. I have this nice tingling sensation running down the back of my arms and a teeny weeny headache. If I'm not doing that last set, then basically dinner gets lighter too.
Two more weeks for my French exams. It's pointless doing French unless one mugs up the verbs and their conjugations.
There's loads of freelance print work happening and my comp can't handle it. Why do I think so hard on upgrading?
Finally got the gang to agree on a vendor for the basketball court. Aargh... there's politics EVERYwhere!
Awe, c'mon. do that last set, will ya?!
+34. Good boy! G'nite.
Two more weeks for my French exams. It's pointless doing French unless one mugs up the verbs and their conjugations.
There's loads of freelance print work happening and my comp can't handle it. Why do I think so hard on upgrading?
Finally got the gang to agree on a vendor for the basketball court. Aargh... there's politics EVERYwhere!
Awe, c'mon. do that last set, will ya?!
+34. Good boy! G'nite.
130. I have this nice tingling sensation running down the back of my arms and a teeny weeny headache. If I'm not doing that last set, then basically dinner gets lighter too.
Two more weeks for my French exams. It's pointless doing French unless one mugs up the verbs and their conjugations.
There's loads of freelance print work happening and my comp can't handle it. Why do I think so hard on upgrading?
Finally got the gang to agree on a vendor for the basketball court. Aargh... there's politics EVERYwhere!
Awe, c'mon. do that last set, will ya?!
+34. Good boy! G'nite.
Two more weeks for my French exams. It's pointless doing French unless one mugs up the verbs and their conjugations.
There's loads of freelance print work happening and my comp can't handle it. Why do I think so hard on upgrading?
Finally got the gang to agree on a vendor for the basketball court. Aargh... there's politics EVERYwhere!
Awe, c'mon. do that last set, will ya?!
+34. Good boy! G'nite.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
day tripper
Today, I had black current and butterscotch icecream in the same bowl. Since I was having tea just before that, it was melting in the wait. When I turned to the ice cream, lo and behold! The two colours- violet and yellow, were swirling in a psychedelic whirl in some places and were flowing in vibrant rivers of high viscosity in another like volcanoes of each had errupted in close proximity. There were raisin boulders and butterscotch rocks being helplessly carried away in a giant metal scoop to finally endup in a huge gorge... yummmmm!
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
day tripper
Today, I had black current and butterscotch icecream in the same bowl. Since I was having tea just before that, it was melting in the wait. When I turned to the ice cream, lo and behold! The two colours- violet and yellow, were swirling in a psychedelic whirl in some places and were flowing in vibrant rivers of high viscosity in another like volcanoes of each had errupted in close proximity. There were raisin boulders and butterscotch rocks being helplessly carried away in a giant metal scoop to finally endup in a huge gorge... yummmmm!
jock
One hundred and fifty pushups done today, on a weekday. Not a Saturday or a Sunday but a weekday. I'm the man. Didja hear me? Aa sed am da MAAAAAAAN.
Pushups are the best, complete-body workout. It's least expensive too. All one needs is 1 x 2 meters of floorspace. Time management, Clarity and focus on schedules also slips in top gear. Does this have something to do with the blood running into the head? I actually WANT to revise my French lessons now.
C'est un beau jour! Je suis tres tres heureux.
Sgt. Arjun: Alright, ye smart ass. Simmer down now. We'll see how good your French is tomorrow, in class. This is probably the ONLY French you know. God-damn #@%*& punk... quel l'idiot...
Pushups are the best, complete-body workout. It's least expensive too. All one needs is 1 x 2 meters of floorspace. Time management, Clarity and focus on schedules also slips in top gear. Does this have something to do with the blood running into the head? I actually WANT to revise my French lessons now.
C'est un beau jour! Je suis tres tres heureux.
Sgt. Arjun: Alright, ye smart ass. Simmer down now. We'll see how good your French is tomorrow, in class. This is probably the ONLY French you know. God-damn #@%*& punk... quel l'idiot...
jock
One hundred and fifty pushups done today, on a weekday. Not a Saturday or a Sunday but a weekday. I'm the man. Didja hear me? Aa sed am da MAAAAAAAN.
Pushups are the best, complete-body workout. It's least expensive too. All one needs is 1 x 2 meters of floorspace. Time management, Clarity and focus on schedules also slips in top gear. Does this have something to do with the blood running into the head? I actually WANT to revise my French lessons now.
C'est un beau jour! Je suis tres tres heureux.
Sgt. Arjun: Alright, ye smart ass. Simmer down now. We'll see how good your French is tomorrow, in class. This is probably the ONLY French you know. God-damn #@%*& punk... quel l'idiot...
Pushups are the best, complete-body workout. It's least expensive too. All one needs is 1 x 2 meters of floorspace. Time management, Clarity and focus on schedules also slips in top gear. Does this have something to do with the blood running into the head? I actually WANT to revise my French lessons now.
C'est un beau jour! Je suis tres tres heureux.
Sgt. Arjun: Alright, ye smart ass. Simmer down now. We'll see how good your French is tomorrow, in class. This is probably the ONLY French you know. God-damn #@%*& punk... quel l'idiot...
I haven't had a drag in 14 days now. Today, when the guys went to the terrace garden for a smoke, I took along a cup of coffee and a few biscuits. The hands have to be kept busy. Since smoking kills the appetite, the aftermath of abstaining is putting on weight. I guess this is where the pushups come in- to tackle the eating binge that accrues from not smoking. The other problem is this constant lamenting on quiting. I'll probably make a big deal out of it till kingdom come.
Now here's the best thing that's come out of it.
I've suddenly become more organized- with my thoughts, work, quality time, money, my inspiration and my desire to learn new things. I'm now looking forward to what life has to offer, unlike earlier when I was more into what a bitch life is. Which of 4000 chemicals in a cigarette induces depression? Do they all work together like hyperactive cooks with a deadline to meet in a small kitchen? There has to be a tangible explanation for this because I've observed this difference in other smokers and non-smokers. Ouch... I'm hungry again...
Now here's the best thing that's come out of it.
I've suddenly become more organized- with my thoughts, work, quality time, money, my inspiration and my desire to learn new things. I'm now looking forward to what life has to offer, unlike earlier when I was more into what a bitch life is. Which of 4000 chemicals in a cigarette induces depression? Do they all work together like hyperactive cooks with a deadline to meet in a small kitchen? There has to be a tangible explanation for this because I've observed this difference in other smokers and non-smokers. Ouch... I'm hungry again...
I haven't had a drag in 14 days now. Today, when the guys went to the terrace garden for a smoke, I took along a cup of coffee and a few biscuits. The hands have to be kept busy. Since smoking kills the appetite, the aftermath of abstaining is putting on weight. I guess this is where the pushups come in- to tackle the eating binge that accrues from not smoking. The other problem is this constant lamenting on quiting. I'll probably make a big deal out of it till kingdom come.
Now here's the best thing that's come out of it.
I've suddenly become more organized- with my thoughts, work, quality time, money, my inspiration and my desire to learn new things. I'm now looking forward to what life has to offer, unlike earlier when I was more into what a bitch life is. Which of 4000 chemicals in a cigarette induces depression? Do they all work together like hyperactive cooks with a deadline to meet in a small kitchen? There has to be a tangible explanation for this because I've observed this difference in other smokers and non-smokers. Ouch... I'm hungry again...
Now here's the best thing that's come out of it.
I've suddenly become more organized- with my thoughts, work, quality time, money, my inspiration and my desire to learn new things. I'm now looking forward to what life has to offer, unlike earlier when I was more into what a bitch life is. Which of 4000 chemicals in a cigarette induces depression? Do they all work together like hyperactive cooks with a deadline to meet in a small kitchen? There has to be a tangible explanation for this because I've observed this difference in other smokers and non-smokers. Ouch... I'm hungry again...
Monday, May 03, 2004
I ache to know the Royal Enfield Bullet well and inside out. I wish I understood what's going on here (and the pages linked to it with hardcore info on the Bull's idiosyncrasies):
http://www.cybersteering.com/cruise/feature/bullet/thescience.html
I wish I could just download this stuff straight into my head like Neo did with the chopper manual. I mean I just plug this cable into the back of my cranium, crash for a while and when I wake up, I see the matrix. I turn to look at a Bullet and I see the bike in cross sections, like a transparent 3d application, like a blown up assembly diagram. There you go; that's nirvana for me.
http://www.cybersteering.com/cruise/feature/bullet/thescience.html
I wish I could just download this stuff straight into my head like Neo did with the chopper manual. I mean I just plug this cable into the back of my cranium, crash for a while and when I wake up, I see the matrix. I turn to look at a Bullet and I see the bike in cross sections, like a transparent 3d application, like a blown up assembly diagram. There you go; that's nirvana for me.
I ache to know the Royal Enfield Bullet well and inside out. I wish I understood what's going on here (and the pages linked to it with hardcore info on the Bull's idiosyncrasies):
http://www.cybersteering.com/cruise/feature/bullet/thescience.html
I wish I could just download this stuff straight into my head like Neo did with the chopper manual. I mean I just plug this cable into the back of my cranium, crash for a while and when I wake up, I see the matrix. I turn to look at a Bullet and I see the bike in cross sections, like a transparent 3d application, like a blown up assembly diagram. There you go; that's nirvana for me.
http://www.cybersteering.com/cruise/feature/bullet/thescience.html
I wish I could just download this stuff straight into my head like Neo did with the chopper manual. I mean I just plug this cable into the back of my cranium, crash for a while and when I wake up, I see the matrix. I turn to look at a Bullet and I see the bike in cross sections, like a transparent 3d application, like a blown up assembly diagram. There you go; that's nirvana for me.
Sunday, May 02, 2004
toy collector
I picked up Gorm with a Mcdonald's's happy meal today-
http://www.lego.com/galidor/products/default.asp?id=2
From an eight-year old's point of view, I was thrilled and wanted all his buddies lined up on my bedstand. From a 31-year old's perspective, it was a neat marketing strategy between Lego and Mcdonald's. So this character designer basically sits with the marketing studs and they devise methods to get kids hooked onto happy meals. They ought to put 2 lines of text describing the character in the pamphlet so just in case the kid wants to brag about his toy, he has something to say to his soon-to-be-jealous friends. This description is present on the website, not with the toy. Agreed, kids are more imaginative at that age, but a short intro kick-starts their imagination to spin their yarn further.
http://www.lego.com/galidor/products/default.asp?id=2
From an eight-year old's point of view, I was thrilled and wanted all his buddies lined up on my bedstand. From a 31-year old's perspective, it was a neat marketing strategy between Lego and Mcdonald's. So this character designer basically sits with the marketing studs and they devise methods to get kids hooked onto happy meals. They ought to put 2 lines of text describing the character in the pamphlet so just in case the kid wants to brag about his toy, he has something to say to his soon-to-be-jealous friends. This description is present on the website, not with the toy. Agreed, kids are more imaginative at that age, but a short intro kick-starts their imagination to spin their yarn further.
toy collector
I picked up Gorm with a Mcdonald's's happy meal today-
http://www.lego.com/galidor/products/default.asp?id=2
From an eight-year old's point of view, I was thrilled and wanted all his buddies lined up on my bedstand. From a 31-year old's perspective, it was a neat marketing strategy between Lego and Mcdonald's. So this character designer basically sits with the marketing studs and they devise methods to get kids hooked onto happy meals. They ought to put 2 lines of text describing the character in the pamphlet so just in case the kid wants to brag about his toy, he has something to say to his soon-to-be-jealous friends. This description is present on the website, not with the toy. Agreed, kids are more imaginative at that age, but a short intro kick-starts their imagination to spin their yarn further.
http://www.lego.com/galidor/products/default.asp?id=2
From an eight-year old's point of view, I was thrilled and wanted all his buddies lined up on my bedstand. From a 31-year old's perspective, it was a neat marketing strategy between Lego and Mcdonald's. So this character designer basically sits with the marketing studs and they devise methods to get kids hooked onto happy meals. They ought to put 2 lines of text describing the character in the pamphlet so just in case the kid wants to brag about his toy, he has something to say to his soon-to-be-jealous friends. This description is present on the website, not with the toy. Agreed, kids are more imaginative at that age, but a short intro kick-starts their imagination to spin their yarn further.
Friday, April 30, 2004
ITGO
I was with India Today Group Online for 1 glorious year where I learnt to use this fantastic, open-ended, seamlessly infinite medium. The joint was headed by Arun Katiyar who made working there such a pleasure with inspiration galore- how else do you make everyone slog it out and still not hear them crib about being overworked and underpaid?! :)) I guess we just loved what we did. Arun, salaam!
We all met again after 4 years at Rodeo, in CP. The last time we partied publically was at San Marzano, then known as Pizza Pizza Express, where we created a ruckus which I was hoping we'd outdo at Rodeo, but I guess we've all sobered down a bit. Of course, you can never duplicate an event, nor the ambience of working with this boisterous gang! Check out the pics:
http://www.geocities.com/arjunkariyal/itgo/index.html
We all met again after 4 years at Rodeo, in CP. The last time we partied publically was at San Marzano, then known as Pizza Pizza Express, where we created a ruckus which I was hoping we'd outdo at Rodeo, but I guess we've all sobered down a bit. Of course, you can never duplicate an event, nor the ambience of working with this boisterous gang! Check out the pics:
http://www.geocities.com/arjunkariyal/itgo/index.html
ITGO
I was with India Today Group Online for 1 glorious year where I learnt to use this fantastic, open-ended, seamlessly infinite medium. The joint was headed by Arun Katiyar who made working there such a pleasure with inspiration galore- how else do you make everyone slog it out and still not hear them crib about being overworked and underpaid?! :)) I guess we just loved what we did. Arun, salaam!
We all met again after 4 years at Rodeo, in CP. The last time we partied publically was at San Marzano, then known as Pizza Pizza Express, where we created a ruckus which I was hoping we'd outdo at Rodeo, but I guess we've all sobered down a bit. Of course, you can never duplicate an event, nor the ambience of working with this boisterous gang! Check out the pics:
http://www.geocities.com/arjunkariyal/itgo/index.html
We all met again after 4 years at Rodeo, in CP. The last time we partied publically was at San Marzano, then known as Pizza Pizza Express, where we created a ruckus which I was hoping we'd outdo at Rodeo, but I guess we've all sobered down a bit. Of course, you can never duplicate an event, nor the ambience of working with this boisterous gang! Check out the pics:
http://www.geocities.com/arjunkariyal/itgo/index.html
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
130 pushups. Nice to see those cuts again; the veins on my neck.
I'm free. I hardly miss a cigarette. It takes a will and it's possible. To be free of a chemical dependancy is to experience liberation. If I can just apply this principle to loneliness, I can overcome the need for companionship. To realize that I have only me to depend on in a crisis, and to be at peace with myself would be absolute liberation.
When I'm not working out, I indulge in self pity. Physical stress is essential for men to maintain emotional equilibrium.
Tomorrow, I want 150. C'mon ya sexy hunk, you can do it.
I'm free. I hardly miss a cigarette. It takes a will and it's possible. To be free of a chemical dependancy is to experience liberation. If I can just apply this principle to loneliness, I can overcome the need for companionship. To realize that I have only me to depend on in a crisis, and to be at peace with myself would be absolute liberation.
When I'm not working out, I indulge in self pity. Physical stress is essential for men to maintain emotional equilibrium.
Tomorrow, I want 150. C'mon ya sexy hunk, you can do it.
130 pushups. Nice to see those cuts again; the veins on my neck.
I'm free. I hardly miss a cigarette. It takes a will and it's possible. To be free of a chemical dependancy is to experience liberation. If I can just apply this principle to loneliness, I can overcome the need for companionship. To realize that I have only me to depend on in a crisis, and to be at peace with myself would be absolute liberation.
When I'm not working out, I indulge in self pity. Physical stress is essential for men to maintain emotional equilibrium.
Tomorrow, I want 150. C'mon ya sexy hunk, you can do it.
I'm free. I hardly miss a cigarette. It takes a will and it's possible. To be free of a chemical dependancy is to experience liberation. If I can just apply this principle to loneliness, I can overcome the need for companionship. To realize that I have only me to depend on in a crisis, and to be at peace with myself would be absolute liberation.
When I'm not working out, I indulge in self pity. Physical stress is essential for men to maintain emotional equilibrium.
Tomorrow, I want 150. C'mon ya sexy hunk, you can do it.
Getting things done...
This exercise starts from home. The basketball backboard and support in my apartments has been knocked down due to wear and tear and a new one needs to be put up. I've already attended 2 residence meetings to get this done and all that has happened is talk. I've sent emails to everyone I grew up with playing in the backyard, and have enough moral support and financial, if need be. I don't really know how much I'll be playing once this job is done, but this is for the kids. They deserve what we had.
Why is it difficult? C'mon, let's dissect this. The reason it's such a major task is, that one has to get around everyone's egos. There's this passage which has a series of doors blocking your way. Each door's keyholder stands by that door. Once his importance is acknowledged, he opens the door. He might make this easier for you by giving a nod to the next keyholder. how you interract with each will depend on how many doors you get past. When you get to the end, you are given a door and a key to manage!!
Why is it difficult? C'mon, let's dissect this. The reason it's such a major task is, that one has to get around everyone's egos. There's this passage which has a series of doors blocking your way. Each door's keyholder stands by that door. Once his importance is acknowledged, he opens the door. He might make this easier for you by giving a nod to the next keyholder. how you interract with each will depend on how many doors you get past. When you get to the end, you are given a door and a key to manage!!
Getting things done...
This exercise starts from home. The basketball backboard and support in my apartments has been knocked down due to wear and tear and a new one needs to be put up. I've already attended 2 residence meetings to get this done and all that has happened is talk. I've sent emails to everyone I grew up with playing in the backyard, and have enough moral support and financial, if need be. I don't really know how much I'll be playing once this job is done, but this is for the kids. They deserve what we had.
Why is it difficult? C'mon, let's dissect this. The reason it's such a major task is, that one has to get around everyone's egos. There's this passage which has a series of doors blocking your way. Each door's keyholder stands by that door. Once his importance is acknowledged, he opens the door. He might make this easier for you by giving a nod to the next keyholder. how you interract with each will depend on how many doors you get past. When you get to the end, you are given a door and a key to manage!!
Why is it difficult? C'mon, let's dissect this. The reason it's such a major task is, that one has to get around everyone's egos. There's this passage which has a series of doors blocking your way. Each door's keyholder stands by that door. Once his importance is acknowledged, he opens the door. He might make this easier for you by giving a nod to the next keyholder. how you interract with each will depend on how many doors you get past. When you get to the end, you are given a door and a key to manage!!
Saturday, April 24, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Damn, I've started smoking again. It's just 3 sticks a day but the point is, I've started smoking again. What's worse is, I've stopped working out. Whatever happened to those 100-pushups-a-day-200-on-weekends routine?
Today, I lit my morning cigarette, stared at it till it burnt through, without taking a single puff. Basically, I don't really need the nicotine, it's just become a habit to light up in the mornings. I must refrain now. Hope this will last through the afternoon. I HAVE to make a conscious effort to give this up. I'll gladly be a quiter here.
Get back to where you once belong.
Today, I lit my morning cigarette, stared at it till it burnt through, without taking a single puff. Basically, I don't really need the nicotine, it's just become a habit to light up in the mornings. I must refrain now. Hope this will last through the afternoon. I HAVE to make a conscious effort to give this up. I'll gladly be a quiter here.
Get back to where you once belong.
Damn, I've started smoking again. It's just 3 sticks a day but the point is, I've started smoking again. What's worse is, I've stopped working out. Whatever happened to those 100-pushups-a-day-200-on-weekends routine?
Today, I lit my morning cigarette, stared at it till it burnt through, without taking a single puff. Basically, I don't really need the nicotine, it's just become a habit to light up in the mornings. I must refrain now. Hope this will last through the afternoon. I HAVE to make a conscious effort to give this up. I'll gladly be a quiter here.
Get back to where you once belong.
Today, I lit my morning cigarette, stared at it till it burnt through, without taking a single puff. Basically, I don't really need the nicotine, it's just become a habit to light up in the mornings. I must refrain now. Hope this will last through the afternoon. I HAVE to make a conscious effort to give this up. I'll gladly be a quiter here.
Get back to where you once belong.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Jump!
I'm on a ship and I can see something on the horizon, but can't figure out what it is. Suddenly, there's this craving to approach it and I mutter under my breath. I continue to stare and hope lazily that my ship would accelarate and catch up. The fog is building up and the object of desire is fading like a ghost, teasing and challenging me to jump off and try swimming towards it; a task that appears to spell doom, intimidating me with the vicious depths of the ocean.
It feels good to be on board, with all the luxuries my friends might envy me for. I feel lucky to be here, but now, deprived, of not possessing that, what I see glimmering on the horizon. This is the very purpose of the human, to remain unsatisfied with what has been acquired, and go for that ellusive glimmer.
I look back and glance at the crew. They're growing fat and are sprawled out all over the deck, complaining about how blue the sky is or how watery the ocean is. I'm getting sick of it. I look down, ashamed at myself. I take off my jacket. I scramble onto the hull and take one hard look at the glimmer. I lean forward.
It feels good to be on board, with all the luxuries my friends might envy me for. I feel lucky to be here, but now, deprived, of not possessing that, what I see glimmering on the horizon. This is the very purpose of the human, to remain unsatisfied with what has been acquired, and go for that ellusive glimmer.
I look back and glance at the crew. They're growing fat and are sprawled out all over the deck, complaining about how blue the sky is or how watery the ocean is. I'm getting sick of it. I look down, ashamed at myself. I take off my jacket. I scramble onto the hull and take one hard look at the glimmer. I lean forward.
Jump!
I'm on a ship and I can see something on the horizon, but can't figure out what it is. Suddenly, there's this craving to approach it and I mutter under my breath. I continue to stare and hope lazily that my ship would accelarate and catch up. The fog is building up and the object of desire is fading like a ghost, teasing and challenging me to jump off and try swimming towards it; a task that appears to spell doom, intimidating me with the vicious depths of the ocean.
It feels good to be on board, with all the luxuries my friends might envy me for. I feel lucky to be here, but now, deprived, of not possessing that, what I see glimmering on the horizon. This is the very purpose of the human, to remain unsatisfied with what has been acquired, and go for that ellusive glimmer.
I look back and glance at the crew. They're growing fat and are sprawled out all over the deck, complaining about how blue the sky is or how watery the ocean is. I'm getting sick of it. I look down, ashamed at myself. I take off my jacket. I scramble onto the hull and take one hard look at the glimmer. I lean forward.
It feels good to be on board, with all the luxuries my friends might envy me for. I feel lucky to be here, but now, deprived, of not possessing that, what I see glimmering on the horizon. This is the very purpose of the human, to remain unsatisfied with what has been acquired, and go for that ellusive glimmer.
I look back and glance at the crew. They're growing fat and are sprawled out all over the deck, complaining about how blue the sky is or how watery the ocean is. I'm getting sick of it. I look down, ashamed at myself. I take off my jacket. I scramble onto the hull and take one hard look at the glimmer. I lean forward.
Sunday, April 11, 2004
songs in my playlist
Woooah- its a utopian existence of a dream, a passing cloud in which Dave Matthews serenades 'Crash into me' and this dream seeps through me like I'm a permeable entity suddenly solidified when Matchbox 20 howls out '3 a.m.' and 'Long Day'; WHAM! I'm catapulted into a steel wall with my face flattened out against it and the very fading in of Enya (in the same playlist?!) dissintegrates the wall and I float, rising slowly, like I were in the dome of a church a hundred feet high with just one light source above and the crescendo of the chorus pulls me up into an Irish landscape (I've been there, yes, physically) where Sting echoes in 'They Dance Alone', suspending me in limbo, a very peaceful limbo, almost futilitarian.
Snap out of it. Gotto to take mom and the dogs to Palam Vihar. Brother's waiting and it's a long drive.
Snap out of it. Gotto to take mom and the dogs to Palam Vihar. Brother's waiting and it's a long drive.
songs in my playlist
Woooah- its a utopian existence of a dream, a passing cloud in which Dave Matthews serenades 'Crash into me' and this dream seeps through me like I'm a permeable entity suddenly solidified when Matchbox 20 howls out '3 a.m.' and 'Long Day'; WHAM! I'm catapulted into a steel wall with my face flattened out against it and the very fading in of Enya (in the same playlist?!) dissintegrates the wall and I float, rising slowly, like I were in the dome of a church a hundred feet high with just one light source above and the crescendo of the chorus pulls me up into an Irish landscape (I've been there, yes, physically) where Sting echoes in 'They Dance Alone', suspending me in limbo, a very peaceful limbo, almost futilitarian.
Snap out of it. Gotto to take mom and the dogs to Palam Vihar. Brother's waiting and it's a long drive.
Snap out of it. Gotto to take mom and the dogs to Palam Vihar. Brother's waiting and it's a long drive.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
Dreams
I have spent long durations indulging in ideating a lifestyle in which I'm in a house surrounded by trees; on the first floor which is nothing but one sprawling thatched balcony which extends way beyond the porch cradling a new Beetle; in a hammock where I'd spend long durations indulging in absolutely nothing beyond listening to John Coltrane and the wind whistling through the flora.
The trouble is, it's going to take a lot of hard work to get there. So here we go, working on the straws for that thatch!
The trouble is, it's going to take a lot of hard work to get there. So here we go, working on the straws for that thatch!
Dreams
I have spent long durations indulging in ideating a lifestyle in which I'm in a house surrounded by trees; on the first floor which is nothing but one sprawling thatched balcony which extends way beyond the porch cradling a new Beetle; in a hammock where I'd spend long durations indulging in absolutely nothing beyond listening to John Coltrane and the wind whistling through the flora.
The trouble is, it's going to take a lot of hard work to get there. So here we go, working on the straws for that thatch!
The trouble is, it's going to take a lot of hard work to get there. So here we go, working on the straws for that thatch!
Monday, March 15, 2004
Language. Yadaa mind it, wokay.
From whatever residue remains after making irreverant, reckless love to deconstructionist theory, I conclude that language creates obstacles for the mind, hindering the volcanic erruptions of a repository pregnant with a plethora of free flowing ideas. This is precisely why I love disembowling the language, feeding the entrails to frothing canines and finally suspending the carcass from a vantage point of view. I shall do so relentlessly, for the infinite exercise of unshackling my mind is in fact, infinite.
Why persue this futile exercise? Is it in vain hope of winning a discerning audience to be pedestalled by them as a true thinker? I think not. Factually, It is all merely a concoction of frivolous thoughts emanating from an otiose frame of mind.
Turn not away from me, my brethren. It is not loss of sanity that speaketh these words of self searching. Tis a madness growing within from the realization of latent talent impeded severly- amalgamating with the discovery of the same in varying degrees in my colleagues and what can be created from the synergy of the group. The awareness of the quiescent potential is enough to make me weep in dismay, the astonishment of not having uncloaked this energy makes me wanna scream till my sterno-mastoid ruptures. Late it is not, for time divulges nothing till the time for it arrives. I envisage the spawning of an entity of puissance, the coagulation of ideas solidifying into an energy structure. Maketh me a part of that cluster for I ache for it. This lot of us has lots to achieve before we retire into the forests of our personal ambitions.
I'm on my knees, my head turns to the sky and awaits the light to bathe me so I am rid of this plague of expression through a language, awaiting a new method of truely effective dissemination that grasps the hooks of perception of any individual who wishes to connect and in turn has much to offer irrespective of his origin. It is then that we will communicate and communication it it's true form will prevail.
Why persue this futile exercise? Is it in vain hope of winning a discerning audience to be pedestalled by them as a true thinker? I think not. Factually, It is all merely a concoction of frivolous thoughts emanating from an otiose frame of mind.
Turn not away from me, my brethren. It is not loss of sanity that speaketh these words of self searching. Tis a madness growing within from the realization of latent talent impeded severly- amalgamating with the discovery of the same in varying degrees in my colleagues and what can be created from the synergy of the group. The awareness of the quiescent potential is enough to make me weep in dismay, the astonishment of not having uncloaked this energy makes me wanna scream till my sterno-mastoid ruptures. Late it is not, for time divulges nothing till the time for it arrives. I envisage the spawning of an entity of puissance, the coagulation of ideas solidifying into an energy structure. Maketh me a part of that cluster for I ache for it. This lot of us has lots to achieve before we retire into the forests of our personal ambitions.
I'm on my knees, my head turns to the sky and awaits the light to bathe me so I am rid of this plague of expression through a language, awaiting a new method of truely effective dissemination that grasps the hooks of perception of any individual who wishes to connect and in turn has much to offer irrespective of his origin. It is then that we will communicate and communication it it's true form will prevail.
Language. Yadaa mind it, wokay.
From whatever residue remains after making irreverant, reckless love to deconstructionist theory, I conclude that language creates obstacles for the mind, hindering the volcanic erruptions of a repository pregnant with a plethora of free flowing ideas. This is precisely why I love disembowling the language, feeding the entrails to frothing canines and finally suspending the carcass from a vantage point of view. I shall do so relentlessly, for the infinite exercise of unshackling my mind is in fact, infinite.
Why persue this futile exercise? Is it in vain hope of winning a discerning audience to be pedestalled by them as a true thinker? I think not. Factually, It is all merely a concoction of frivolous thoughts emanating from an otiose frame of mind.
Turn not away from me, my brethren. It is not loss of sanity that speaketh these words of self searching. Tis a madness growing within from the realization of latent talent impeded severly- amalgamating with the discovery of the same in varying degrees in my colleagues and what can be created from the synergy of the group. The awareness of the quiescent potential is enough to make me weep in dismay, the astonishment of not having uncloaked this energy makes me wanna scream till my sterno-mastoid ruptures. Late it is not, for time divulges nothing till the time for it arrives. I envisage the spawning of an entity of puissance, the coagulation of ideas solidifying into an energy structure. Maketh me a part of that cluster for I ache for it. This lot of us has lots to achieve before we retire into the forests of our personal ambitions.
I'm on my knees, my head turns to the sky and awaits the light to bathe me so I am rid of this plague of expression through a language, awaiting a new method of truely effective dissemination that grasps the hooks of perception of any individual who wishes to connect and in turn has much to offer irrespective of his origin. It is then that we will communicate and communication it it's true form will prevail.
Why persue this futile exercise? Is it in vain hope of winning a discerning audience to be pedestalled by them as a true thinker? I think not. Factually, It is all merely a concoction of frivolous thoughts emanating from an otiose frame of mind.
Turn not away from me, my brethren. It is not loss of sanity that speaketh these words of self searching. Tis a madness growing within from the realization of latent talent impeded severly- amalgamating with the discovery of the same in varying degrees in my colleagues and what can be created from the synergy of the group. The awareness of the quiescent potential is enough to make me weep in dismay, the astonishment of not having uncloaked this energy makes me wanna scream till my sterno-mastoid ruptures. Late it is not, for time divulges nothing till the time for it arrives. I envisage the spawning of an entity of puissance, the coagulation of ideas solidifying into an energy structure. Maketh me a part of that cluster for I ache for it. This lot of us has lots to achieve before we retire into the forests of our personal ambitions.
I'm on my knees, my head turns to the sky and awaits the light to bathe me so I am rid of this plague of expression through a language, awaiting a new method of truely effective dissemination that grasps the hooks of perception of any individual who wishes to connect and in turn has much to offer irrespective of his origin. It is then that we will communicate and communication it it's true form will prevail.
Saturday, March 06, 2004
Needed the dimensions for an illustration I was going to do for Jeevan in Chennai. Here's what I wrote to him:
Subj: yaar I have the weekend but not too long
to work on the tangiblizationalistical aspect of the visualisation of this illustration. The space and time defined will give us a perspective in retrospect to the scenario in question. But for this I need the specifications to frame the thought process so in order to associate imagery with the context in mind to assimilate the graphicalitiousiosity of the projected image in debate. But the work pouring into this exercise; will it pour like hot molten steel in moulds of couldron in a steel plant akin to this process where the combined ideas will melt into the couldron of photoshop and our online intercourse to formulate an image, an idea, a visual, a projection? I ask thee my friend, my bossom buddy, my partner in crime, mon ami... will it? huhuhuhuhuh will it? Look up into the sky of seemless limits for ideas and it may or may not come. Look away from everything and the idea will sit upon your shoulders like a butterfly, a soul harrowed out of its mind to finally settle, to become part of something that was meant to be. The amazement derived from the moment is that it has not yet happened, it has not floated away from its placenta, it has taken seed, it has been conceived. A paradigm shift in ideas will occur when we toy with the space, a defined space. why defined? Defined, confined, arrested spaces make us revolt. To look for escape from those confines is the purpose of the human soul and we must find the key, which is, elements placed strategically in those confines to make it infinite, to give a viewer a world that exists nowhere and everywhere, the pure purpose of art. Bhai mere, dimensions dede... Love you man
I'll give credit where its due. I was listening to John Mayer's 'Clarity' in an endless loop while I hammered this out.
Subj: yaar I have the weekend but not too long
to work on the tangiblizationalistical aspect of the visualisation of this illustration. The space and time defined will give us a perspective in retrospect to the scenario in question. But for this I need the specifications to frame the thought process so in order to associate imagery with the context in mind to assimilate the graphicalitiousiosity of the projected image in debate. But the work pouring into this exercise; will it pour like hot molten steel in moulds of couldron in a steel plant akin to this process where the combined ideas will melt into the couldron of photoshop and our online intercourse to formulate an image, an idea, a visual, a projection? I ask thee my friend, my bossom buddy, my partner in crime, mon ami... will it? huhuhuhuhuh will it? Look up into the sky of seemless limits for ideas and it may or may not come. Look away from everything and the idea will sit upon your shoulders like a butterfly, a soul harrowed out of its mind to finally settle, to become part of something that was meant to be. The amazement derived from the moment is that it has not yet happened, it has not floated away from its placenta, it has taken seed, it has been conceived. A paradigm shift in ideas will occur when we toy with the space, a defined space. why defined? Defined, confined, arrested spaces make us revolt. To look for escape from those confines is the purpose of the human soul and we must find the key, which is, elements placed strategically in those confines to make it infinite, to give a viewer a world that exists nowhere and everywhere, the pure purpose of art. Bhai mere, dimensions dede... Love you man
I'll give credit where its due. I was listening to John Mayer's 'Clarity' in an endless loop while I hammered this out.
Needed the dimensions for an illustration I was going to do for Jeevan in Chennai. Here's what I wrote to him:
Subj: yaar I have the weekend but not too long
to work on the tangiblizationalistical aspect of the visualisation of this illustration. The space and time defined will give us a perspective in retrospect to the scenario in question. But for this I need the specifications to frame the thought process so in order to associate imagery with the context in mind to assimilate the graphicalitiousiosity of the projected image in debate. But the work pouring into this exercise; will it pour like hot molten steel in moulds of couldron in a steel plant akin to this process where the combined ideas will melt into the couldron of photoshop and our online intercourse to formulate an image, an idea, a visual, a projection? I ask thee my friend, my bossom buddy, my partner in crime, mon ami... will it? huhuhuhuhuh will it? Look up into the sky of seemless limits for ideas and it may or may not come. Look away from everything and the idea will sit upon your shoulders like a butterfly, a soul harrowed out of its mind to finally settle, to become part of something that was meant to be. The amazement derived from the moment is that it has not yet happened, it has not floated away from its placenta, it has taken seed, it has been conceived. A paradigm shift in ideas will occur when we toy with the space, a defined space. why defined? Defined, confined, arrested spaces make us revolt. To look for escape from those confines is the purpose of the human soul and we must find the key, which is, elements placed strategically in those confines to make it infinite, to give a viewer a world that exists nowhere and everywhere, the pure purpose of art. Bhai mere, dimensions dede... Love you man
I'll give credit where its due. I was listening to John Mayer's 'Clarity' in an endless loop while I hammered this out.
Subj: yaar I have the weekend but not too long
to work on the tangiblizationalistical aspect of the visualisation of this illustration. The space and time defined will give us a perspective in retrospect to the scenario in question. But for this I need the specifications to frame the thought process so in order to associate imagery with the context in mind to assimilate the graphicalitiousiosity of the projected image in debate. But the work pouring into this exercise; will it pour like hot molten steel in moulds of couldron in a steel plant akin to this process where the combined ideas will melt into the couldron of photoshop and our online intercourse to formulate an image, an idea, a visual, a projection? I ask thee my friend, my bossom buddy, my partner in crime, mon ami... will it? huhuhuhuhuh will it? Look up into the sky of seemless limits for ideas and it may or may not come. Look away from everything and the idea will sit upon your shoulders like a butterfly, a soul harrowed out of its mind to finally settle, to become part of something that was meant to be. The amazement derived from the moment is that it has not yet happened, it has not floated away from its placenta, it has taken seed, it has been conceived. A paradigm shift in ideas will occur when we toy with the space, a defined space. why defined? Defined, confined, arrested spaces make us revolt. To look for escape from those confines is the purpose of the human soul and we must find the key, which is, elements placed strategically in those confines to make it infinite, to give a viewer a world that exists nowhere and everywhere, the pure purpose of art. Bhai mere, dimensions dede... Love you man
I'll give credit where its due. I was listening to John Mayer's 'Clarity' in an endless loop while I hammered this out.
Thursday, February 26, 2004
My french classes started in the first week of January and since then, my mind has been elsewhere. Latest blogs are here:
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My french classes started in the first week of January and since then, my mind has been elsewhere. Latest blogs are here:
http://arjunkariyal.blogdrive.com/
http://arjunkariyal.blogdrive.com/
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