wonder

why do i have an image of myself in the previous post?

i tried to upload my picture in my blogger profile by following the method that i thought was correct. first you are supposed to upload your picture as a post and then copy paste the html address of your picture to the profile. strangely, i did that 3 times and yet there is no change. so basically i will have to leave my image as a post so that you all know that That is me!

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Reading: On beauty by Zadie Smith ~ Illustration Annual 44, Communication Arts July 2003

Traumatized by: the pile of laundry that I have to do one day, jemma jose!

Playing: nothing at the moment, was playing warcraft a few days back

Listening to: Tell her this by Del Amitri

Recent Movies: 300 – love the end credits but don’t like the highly contrasted scenes, but I guess they were to make it look like the graphic novel 300 by Frank Miller. He’s the same guy who did Sin City too. I’m dying to watch that movie.

Fight Club

The pursuit of happiness – love the movie, it’s a tale already told a few times but not seen this way. The setting, the strange details, very well told.

his porcelain throne

, originally uploaded by akshay roongta.

akshay on his porcelain throne. there is a whole series of these pictures on flickr.com. these people found a pot one day and decided to take it for a ride all around Viman Nagar. this particular picture is the tapri area right across our campus. quite an exciting expedition!

hilarious snaps, just go ahead and let them speak. simply click on his name below his picture.

fight club

I just finished watching Fight Club. I never saw the trailers of this one and always imagined it to be a ‘yo-gangsta’ movie. I have to say I’m totally mind-f88ked right now. It’s a hell of a crazy script. Crazy is actually an understatement. It envelopes your brain and sends it for a toss into the back hole in long lost space of vacuum. It’s 2:30 a.m. and I do believe that when you brain is tired and wants to rest and your mind wants to watch a psychological movie like this one you must listen to your brain otherwise the consequent reaction is mind-f88k.

Whoa! What a horrible experience!

I mean the movie is amazing but this one rattled my brain 5 times what requiem for a dream did! That’s enormously powerful, if you ask me.

Watch it. It’s quite an experience. five stars!

to read

I cannot recall how I got myself to read The Alchemist; whether somebody recommended it to me or did I just find it on the shelves of one of my siblings' bookcases. I had had read only fiction written by Sidney Sheldon (yes, those times in life when you discover the world of fiction through Sheldon books) Jeffery Archer, teenage books written by ghost writers and Harry potter, of course, which also I discovered late and read all five back to back. Then, one day one of our close family friends was having a very excited conversation about this guy called Dan Brown and his famous book, it seemed to me one of those big guys who type too many complicated words in one sentence and form a phrase, which I was never able to decode so I left it at that.

Dan brown, which finally found way into my house, The Da Vinci Code. A very differently exciting read. I liked what he had to say and liked his work so I read three of his books in a row, da Vinci code, angels and demons, deception point. By the way, angels and demons is the best among the three. By now I knew what sort of things I might like to read. Paulo Coelho came in line next, the alchemist, I read it and it changed my life. I didn’t become a maniac who walks around the world telling people philosophies but the truth is I am a maniac who has a lot of philosophies to tell. After reading that one book I seldom talk philosophically unless someone really needs to be told.

After the alchemist, the valkyries, eleven minutes, by the river piedra I sat down and wept and the zahir, I am still reading Coelho books at certain amount of time gaps. Note: you need the time gaps to think and absorb the material. The zahir took me very long to read, you can count 4 pages a day because it was quite heavy. I like his writing but not everyone thinks the same, it’s subjective. I usually connect with the protagonist and become it.

Paulo can tell stories through any human, male or female, child or senior, just anyone, I think he can tell stories through animals and plants too.

To experiment I picked up arbitrary books from Sammy’s shelves and began reading. This took me to read Karen Robert’s Flower Boy. Karen was a very good friend of my brother’s when I was young, then she left town and sent back the book she finished. She has written another book titled July which I want to read very much.

DBC Pierre’s Vernon God Little and Mark Haddon’s The curious incident of the dog in the night time acquainted me with yet another genre.

Last October when I went back home from the town where I study, I listed down the number of books I had read, the list ended at 28!

Okay, let me defend myself when I shay that; 28 is the approximate number since only a very tiny part of my brain is allocated to remember proper nouns. The name is shall list below and the books in italics are the one that I read after coming back here.

Nothing lasts forever
Tell me your dreams
Morning, noon and night
The sky is falling
Master of the game
Kane and Abel
the curious incident of the dog in the night time
Harry potter and the philosopher’s stone
The chamber of secrets
The goblet of fire
prisoner of Azkaban
the phoenix
half blood prince
Vernon God Little
The alchemist
Eleven minutes
The valkyries
The zahir
Fear and loathing in las Vegas
The da Vinci code
Angels and demons
Deception point
Five point someone
One night at the call centre
The flower boy
The hobbit
Memoirs of a geisha
Kite runner
by the river piedra I sat down and wept
shantaram
Maximum city

once upon a timezone

now this is the list of my reading presently, unfinished books or will-complete-some-other-time books
moby dick
veronica decides to die
eragon
life of pi
god of small things
Richard branson
Lord of the rings
On beauty
midnight’s children
interpreter of maladies

A very long way to go. Besides fiction I also love reading blogs and books on art & design. I am I very active member of the library at my own college (symbiosis institute of design) which has the best of art & design books in market right now. After joining college my newspaper reading is dead completely, I am trying my best to revive it.

(applause…louder…faint…dead)

Thank you all and I love you guys, great audience!

bloggalore

Once again I was on my hunt for people who blog in my college. Akshay roongta, our beloved slave driver, began a blogging recently - http://randomn-rambling.blogspot.com/ through his profile I found Siddhart nair, my co- compere, also blogs - http://www.rhetoriksha.blogspot.com/ , I like that blog name actually. In Sid’s blog Aviv Nair, our beloved compere, has posted more than the owner himself.

No, I haven’t read the blog but I really hope it will be a good read.

Today we, slave driver and I, were searching for his old blog but didn’t manage to find it. It does get quite annoying when you forget the address of your old blogs, for this reason I did list out all of my blog addresses in my previous blog. (quiz: how many times have I typed the word ‘blog’ in this post?)

Anywho, my blogs are as follows:

www.aishalbe.blogspot.com
www.bladyblah.blogspot.com
www.eyesnoreos.blogspot.com
(rambling through my weak weak memory to recall what my mood indigo blog is called and of course I am not sure what it really is.
quote I’ll get back to you about it unquote Prasanna - :P )
www.wishingitwas.blogspot.com (this one)

Oh, it's been so terribly long since I blogged.

Reasons: Funda~Mental 2007
Boredom
Laziness

Well, Fundamental is Symbiosis Institute of Design's Festival which was completely amazing. www.sid-fundamental.com

I'm in class right now, the lecture hasn't begun and the teacher (visiting faculty) is sitting right across the room. The projection on the wall (her next lecture) reads "How creative are you?"

Flickr

4, originally uploaded by ned*.

When I joined Symbiosis Institute of Design, one of my seniors introduced me to flickr.com. This is a website where you may upload your pictures. I introduced my close friends and family to it. I believe that it is a very good platform for people who take pictures, whether good or bad. You get comments from random browsers and that really makes a difference. Soon people begin to be regular viewers of your work. Also, you can take pictures of your other work too.

The picture above is what Neda clicked. I really like her work now. Before, I wasn't really fond of it but now I blog about it.

Way to go, ned!

www.flickr.com

Comments Materialize

Just yesterday I was complaining to Maya about how nobody leaves a comment on my posts. Basically, I was whining. Today I thought I should browse through 'breathe' and then I realised that there were a lot of comments that I had not seen before. My day in college began that way and it is a pretty good day.

Comments Materialize

Just yesterday I was complaining to Maya about how nobody leaves a comment on my posts. Basically, I was whining. Today I thought I should browse through 'breathe' and then I realised that there were a lot of comments that I had not seen before. My day in college began that way and it is a pretty good day.

Powai Lake

The story of the IIT in Powai begins some what like this- some guy about 50 years ago felt damn lonely since he was such a genius mind that he decided to find some company. Strangely at that point of time smart and genius were known as geeks (or freaks or something of that sort). Therefore our old guy decided, out of shame, to resort to exile. This exile is known as Powai, which is not exile anymore. It would rather be called Posh Powai affectionately.

Let us call our geek Geek. So, Geek found this one lake and named it Powai lake. Since all civilizations are founded near water bodies, Powai Lake shall not be any different. Geek built a small hut and bought a bicycle. Soon this civilization of his became popular among people like him and they all decided to shift in. Indian Institute of Technology was thus formed.

Geek and the iitians, beginning to get bored with the monotony of their genius and exile, concluded to try what the non-geek people called a Blast. Most of them hated the idea and did not want to be involved but they tried it out anyway.

They used the name of colors explain different types of experiments. A full plan and known consequences was denoted by green, a hypothetical explanation was denoted by orange and so on. There were many colors and many categories but strangely this ‘blast’ did not seem to fit in and that led them to decide on Indigo. Their little out-of-the-way party was called Mood Indigo.

Geek and iitians learnt that mood indigo attracted the non-geek, this made them really happy and so they extended the experiment period over four days.

00:00:01 A New Day

Everyday is a new day. This new day is always newer, a very funny idea. It probably is the only day that is considered ‘new’. The first day of the year 2007. let this be our little secret – we shall call it the year of the blog. With no particular changes in the blog world or otherwise the year of the blog shall only explain the phenomenon of my new blogging session on a particularly new time of the year.

All my friends all over the world are partying together and I am here in Uran in my married sister’s house watching some soap on tv. I am really not paying attention to what is actually happening in the show. It’s quite depressing that I am home doing just about nothing at this time of the year.

Upon the rising tide

And we begin from the end of time to go back to when the universe was born. What do we find? Billy found imagination and insanity. He walked across the big bang and went a little deaf. Now he needed a place which was a little more silent than that so he chose to come down to the sun. Soon he burnt down and become a big brown spot on the face of the sun.

Today i had an english communication exam. It was to be written and so I did. What I wrote you shall not want to know because no matter how confusing I sound it will remain a fact that the sleep is more intoxicating than confusion.

i remember just one sentence from the hundreds that I jot down- The sun does not set into the horizon.

Happiness is being content it is your decision whether you understand it or not. Communicate with the person that you hide inside. Befriend yourself.

news

So i finally gounf time to blog. I didn't manage to complete my old assignments. 5% remains but, i really don't think i am going to be doing any of it.

Just got out of the thermacol workshop. We had to make a spere/cube, design a tile and make a twisted object. you can see the pictures below. before thermacol my group did the MDF and wire workshop. MDF wasn't very great but wire was lots of fun. I completed my wire asignments in one day although we had 3 and a half days to do it.

I am seldom nostalgic instead i find new ways of making things better in my life now. when i am out and think of home, surprisngly the hostel room and bed come into my mind.

The only person who can make a place home for me is my mum.

dad's coming down soon. he'll probably drop by to see where i live and study.

i miss my long hair!

madness

 

party at lush!

me in black in the front from left, priya in red, krrish in blue, prateek in sweaty shirt, kritika in purple, goofy in white, roshni in black (right), monty behind kritika and yes the moneky type of a guy ruining the picture by trying to climb a chair behind all of us is raunak! 

ILLUSTRATION NOW!

is an amazing publish by Ed. Julius Wiedemann. I’m going to have a week with that book and I bet you I will be licking that book by Thursday. It’s a delicious read. Most amazing illustrators I have come across in that book until now are
• Paula Sanz Caballero – www.paulasanzcaballero.iespano.es

She uses needle and fabric to illustrate and her work is Fabulous!

• Margot mace – when you see here work you will go ‘oooooooh’ you’ll find her on www.illustrissimo.com

I have been meandering over my life in college. It’s so interesting and there’s just so much to do and I’m so awed by the possibilities of what all I can do that I just can’t do anything. That is a very long sentence but it explains my agony. My struggle against lethargy can be a subject for scholars.

Art and design is what I have wanted all my life and now that I finally have it why am I not making anything out of it? Why am I taking it all for granted? Don’t I know how much it took me to get here? God, we need to work together. Let’s get my energy and passion back. Let me not drown into the pool of boredom and joblessness. Let me strive and work hard for what I need most – the freedom of mind and expression, the path to self-realisation, an end which when reached shall make me respect my history of struggle.

Let me not become someone who I don’t want to be. Let’s begin today. Let’s make things like I’ve wanted them to be.

Oki Doki.

finally!

okay world! I'm back! Bhaiya got me a laptop and right now i am in my university with wifi connectivity!

I'm realy excited about the fact that i am connected.

Well, maybe a bit too excited to write anymore so cya all laterrr..

rambling

I just returned from apa's house. She had made chops for dinner. Before that I had accompanied Sammy and Esa to his doctor. Even before that I was at the endurance karting race of bhaiya's wherein his team stood second. Earlier I was at home on this very chair trying to finish the silly assignment.

I had planned to go to school to meet my teachers but I think I'll meet them on my next trip here. Wonder how things will be then. So, my flight is on the 7th of this month. That's precisely two days away since I'm flying at one a.m.