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THE 10 ODD MINUTES

2015-04-11T03:12:00.000-07:00

Have you ever waited for someone, something, sometime? somewhere? There is a certain amount of pain, and frustration involved, on which relief starts lingering a few moments before the image of the awaited starts shaping up. The angry eyebrows give up, and start spreading towards normalcy and there is this mixture of happiness and anger waiting to vent out at the awaited.

A few days back I was visiting a friend in Pune, and he has been one of the punctual gentlemen who rarely exist nowadays. The venue was decided (Pune station), the time perfectly marked and I was sure that I will walk from this end and he will come walking from the opposite one. Bollywood does improve your imagination, mostly bordering towards melodrama.

This time my friend had some cool (in his mind) plans and he acted pricey. Not only he was late but he indulged himself in the pleasure of ignoring my calls. He picked up the call, and answered "I will be late by 10 MINUTES"

Till the time he came, I had the option of waiting and abusing in a corner or taking a stroll in the area. I chose to abuse while I strolled! As I was walking around the station, I noticed a lot of scenes and this post is just a collection of the ones that held my attention and I will relish forever.

Pune as a city carries with it a lot of intellectual, cultural, historical, and philosophical heaviness. If you just Google Pune, you will get over 120 million search results and hence I do not want to divulge (the already present) information about that aspect.

The part that really made me ecstatic was that I could see so many beautiful scenes around me that drove me towards desperation of capturing them. This 10 minutes of waiting time was like a time-span I wished to never end.

Pune : The thinking station

The station is really beautiful with traditional roofs and architecture. The area around the station is spacious and is a witness to a variety of people and happenings.

To mend, I wait

Just besides the station is a small enclosure, where people put in bird feed. They randomly, out of fear or for some 'pigeonatic' reasons, fly out together. It is an amazing scene to witness.

Freely #chaotic

#Roam endlessly

The #darkness dies at the other end

From a peaceful corner

Circle around calmness

Way back home

My friend stood by his promise, he was late by 10 minutes, and I actually thanked him for the delay. These 10 odd minutes actually made me look around, and find beauty in the commotion around.

'MARROW' by Sabne Raznik - A Review

2014-08-15T07:47:00.001-07:00

There are instances in your life, when you stumble upon amazing things and they form a part of your life. In a similar way, I came across this Art book called 'Marrow' and reading its summary caught my attention. The book was a collection of poems revolving around cancer afflicted people. Much has been written about cancer, the self-engulfing disease, where uncontrolled division of cells unitedly try to end a being, and hence I decided to read it and embarked upon this poetic journey.

Before starting what lies inside, I will like to say something about the outside. The book is graciously simple, with a minimalistic layout composing of a white cover (shown below) with a thread running along its spine, adding more to its elegance. I know, I am talking more about the 'Look and Feel', but sometimes these parts need mentioning and portray the author's mindset.

The book consists of 3 poems, viz Mrs. Albuninah, Memory Fractured and Marrow (the title).

Mrs. Albuninah is a poem written from an inquisitive outlook, with periodic switching between 2 stories- A hospitalized Irani woman and the person's nephew, both afflicted by cancer. The poem is a beautiful observation, coupled with a simplistic view, trying to understand, observe and absorb what is happening around. From the people visiting, to the patients' eating habits, and a want of striking a conversation, Sabne has tried to keep it simple and direct.
There are sparks of amazement, where the poetess gets into finer details with description of the woman's eyes, beautiful and teary, telling you a story, carrying the sorrow of generations.

"Her Eyes

Are the most striking thing

Dark and deep like pools

At midnight

They are lighter

Around the edges of the irises

Decidedly brown"

The nephew's distress, pain, anguish due to the treatment is captured in detail. This part is a dramatic turn and may not go well with the faint-hearted, but reality cannot be cushioned. This poem is the lengthiest amongst the 3 and is a deep, detailed and immersive experience of living through 2 stories.

Memory fractured and Marrow are 2 direct tattles, speaking of death, with a tinge of gore and absolute conviction.

Overall, the book brings together stories, talks, ideas, all revolving around Cancer and its effects on the people afflicted, their relatives and give you an insight into one of the dreaded phenomenon - CANCER.

Everyone should read this once.

The proceeds from the book go to St. Jude's hospital.

In a beautiful dark corner

2014-05-24T13:04:00.001-07:00

Ever felt like resting in a space, where no one sees you, isolation your only companion, taking some time out of the hustle-bustle, your thoughts jumping from the edges of your brain, ears sucking out every bit of nectar from your playlist?

In crowded cities, the above paragraph would be like finding out a thread in the unending desert. But to your dismay, I found such a place!! It was a simple, ill mannered, roadside parking place, where dozens of cars lined up any which way possible. There was an abandoned cement seat behind the cars, waiting like a depressed alcoholic, looking for someone to share it's sorrow.

As I said, the seat was abandoned, I was the only lost person to find someone else lost in the already lost crowd. I sat there, thinking not to think, but thoughts always disappoint you, and they didn't make any exception for me. I sat there thinking someone would look at me (it ain't desperation for attention, just finding similar people). There was no single living being, which turned its head towards this spot, this point in infinity, left to rot, and gobbled by darkness. Are all people really too lost in practicality or did I choose a really untouchable and boycotted spot? Whatever the answer may be, I enjoyed my outing with me.

Even if anyone doesn't look at you, you can look at them. I saw a lot of people passing, in couples, triples, singles. Numerable Minds thinking of whatever they wanted to, out of compulsion, happiness, problems, hopes, stress, defeat, love, and etcetera as well. It felt great to watch people from a place, where no one sees you, in their most honest forms (I couldn't make out the fake ones, I am too optimistic).

Peace of mind is a myth, when you roam in herds, but for a traveler, even a cemetery can turn out heavenly. Going into isolation is similar to dying temporarily, increase the duration and you get to know yourself better. I am not preaching isolation as a way of life, but sometimes being introverted for sometime can help you think what you want to, instead of only the reactions to things happening around. The beautiful black corner was no all exclusive V.I.P. spot, nor did I pay for it. Go ahead, find such a spot and see how your mind talks to you.

In the by-lanes of Dhobi Ghat.....

2013-11-03T22:16:00.000-08:00

Mumbai has its own share of brutality, crime and vulgarity (lesser than Delhi). But it also has places to clean up things, minds, and CLOTHES. 2nd October being Gandhi Jayanti, (no better day to visit a bit of cleaning) I decided (with a equally work-less friend) to travel to a place called Dhobi Talao (Literally translating to Washer man's lake). The place is situated near Mahalakshmi Station on the Western railway line. Even though the name translates to Lake, there's no actual lake involved. For curious fellas, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dhobi_Ghat

During the wait at the railway station, I managed to get some shots.

The blind man's assistant

The Canine's tools

Reduced with plight, yet maintaining it's ground

Your shiny boots, my Lifeline

An overview of the Dhobi Ghat, looking from above it seems to be kept hidden with clothes.

As soon as we entered the place, some people started staring at us and a man came running towards us. "Sir Photo nikalna hai ?(do you wan't to take photos?). As soon as we gave a affirmative nod, he said Rs.150 per person. I was amazed with how commercial things have become. From old times, when people used to wander aimlessly for free to charging for visiting laundromats, we have come a long way indeed. I thought let him earn and let us learn.

I just wanted to know that how the hell did the man get to know about us entering? This was answered as "Saab CCTV lagaya hai. Jaise hi koi baahar ka aata hai, hum ko phone aata hai" (Sir CCTVs have been installed and we are notified about any outsider's entry). I was completely amazed by the fact that CCTVs existed here.

The beginning consisted of a electric board, with all its wires sleeping over one another.

The guy guided us through the by-lanes, divulging information about the population (around 5000) to the sufferings, the festivals, Bollywood movie shoots, the water supply and things to be careful about Mostly the clothes arriving are from hospitals and companies. The Dhobi ghat works all around the year, except for Holi, when there is all play around.

Gathering some quality time with oneself

Through the eyes of the clothes

Our guide enlightened us about these rectangular partitions. A single rectangular block is called a stone (patthar in hindi) and there are people owning them. Currently a single block costs nothing less than 15 to 25 Lakh Rupees (1/4th of a Million rupees). The owner pays the washer-men working on his stone a daily wage. There are various sections, namely washing, bleaching, drying, Ironing etc.

The blocks of life

Something for the belly

Draped on the clothesline

Denims on display

Is something wrong?

The hands against dirt

A glimpse of the inside

Work in progress

Our guide thought we were reporters, shooting an inside story on the dark side of Dhobi Ghat. He showed us some people who work with harsh chemicals to get clothes rid of each type of impurity. This is one of the workers' hand, dying like a flower's petals due to the harsh chemicals. The workers here are paid a meager wage of Rs.250 for a day's work. The working hours range to14 hours a day.

The chemical hands

Hanging by a thin thread

Be Fair, even we want to be handsome

Wheels in filth

There are many alleys inside, where the families prepare food, feed their children and store their goods. It's ironical to see the Cleaning people living in filth themselves. The alleys are wide and there are innumerable unused carts, Jute bags with Food grains, cycles lying around.

Our guide in the alleys

Covered in filth

A desolated spot

Lighten up

Surrounded by shadows

A greek wedding theme

Scrubbing the stains

We wait for our turn to make yours clean (some workers' clothes)

A bit of blind faith

Generation gap

Lighting to extinguish the hunger in the belly

Oldies lying around

A family of clothes

Enjoying a break

This was the end of our journey through the by-lanes and filthy alleys of Dhobi Ghat. I had always been amused by the Dhobi ghat as an entity. With many films having it as a backdrop to it finding mention in novels on Mumbai, visiting Dhobi Ghat was a revelation in its own. All festivals are celebrated with enthusiasm and the people are really accommodating. Knowing about the people working here to the confluence of religions, this trip (though we had to cut it short) was an eye-opener. People from different strata of society, living together for their bread and butter is really a sight worth watching.

With great power comes......

2013-09-16T07:20:00.001-07:00

What does it feel like, to be powerful, authoritative, on the top? Definitely it doesn't make you stupid, illogical or dumb in the minutest sense. Powerful people are adored, looked up to in awe and worshiped as well.

This incident, which I am narrating happened recently. Mentioning that it happened recently is important, just to highlight that even today's powerful people can be stupid. I was traveling by a rickshaw (3 wheeler) some days back, when a adjacent rickshaw almost kissed our rickshaw. Our rickshaw driver was a bit furious and asked the kisser's driver about the kiss. Instead of saying sorry or at least acting apologetic, the other
driver got furious and asked our rickshaw driver to get lost (in beautiful words). This led to our rickshaw driver hurling some unknown expletives at him.

Now enters the protagonist, the dude, the Hero. He was a fat guy, in his mid twenties, shirt tucked in and stuff. He stopped the fight (woo hoo) and slapped our rickshaw driver. What!! Yeah he SLAPPED our rickshaw driver!! Now read closely to know the reason for taking this logic-defying step. He said "This is my uncle (the kisser rick's driver), you can get lost".

Our driver started arguing with him (obviously , he was slapped), the hero decided (he can do that too!!) that let's go to the police station and get things sorted. I appreciate the hero's guts, that even after doing something immensely stupid, he was willing to go to the police. He sat in our rickshaw and started talking to me. The first thing he blurted was that he was the Head of the Youth wing for a certain area for some political party. Damn!! Leader? Yeah I was shocked that he actually was that and secondly he thought that gave him a a right to act dumb and hit people for wrong reasons.

Later he boasted about it to the rickshaw driver and started arguing with him.The argument was so heated, that he asked the driver to stop and told us (me and my fellow passenger) to get down. He said that he will resolve the issue and that we may leave. He even apologized to us for the inconvenience. I was shocked by the unnecessary apology as well as at his incapability to handle issues (being a leader). If he would have politely asked our rickshaw driver to leave, when he intervened in the argument between the 2 drivers, the future would have been changed.

This is just a small incident that I witnessed. Millions must be suffering due to resting of power in the hands of such abominable creatures. Injustice is done to the poor and they live in a World of constant fear. Granting powers to people, who don't have even the slightest sense of responsibility, politeness and common sense is a serious issue and will lead to a crisis for sure.

I completely believe in democracy and really idolize some of the present politicians. But today politics in India (local as well as state) is mostly driven by money, greed and fearless authority. If I have power (in the Government), I have the right to act according to my whims, I need to show off my cars, my money, make people salute me, when I pass through. That is exactly what political power is not meant for. Then there are the powerful's relatives, friends, friends of friends, who need to act powerful, use their acquaintance in their favor and roam about with a "all achieved and all-mine" attitude.

Can there be something more dumb than this thinking? This kind of behavior and attitude is what we should uproot at the earliest. No post entitles you to behave in an unjust manner. The time when this would turn to be a trend is not far, and we won't be able to reverse the damage done.You should always fight against such wrong doings, whatever may be the cost to bear.

With great power comes great responsibility, and with responsibility should come sensibility.

The Beauty who mesmerized me..............

2013-08-25T10:40:00.001-07:00

Sometimes traveling to different places can offer experiences, never met before. I haven't been fortunate enough ever before, but this day changed it all. A small trip to a nearby temple, provided me with something that I would never forget.

People love, envy,appreciate and desire beautiful people and that's how beauty stays with us. I met one such beautiful being coincidentally. It's like you like to keep gazing at something and hate when you miss a moment. I managed to collect some moments, that I would treasure always. The moments may not be as beautiful as her (thanks to my camera!!), but still I would love to share it with you all. Let every beauty enthusiast get their dose administered.

Look the way she keeps you stunned!!

I felt like staying there forever.

We actually waited over there for an hour, but time dripped all at once!! Beauty lies everywhere around us, we just need to wait till it catches hold of our eyes. I have always believed simplicity is the most beautiful thing that existed, and today my belief transformed into reality!!

A conversation I will thrive on......

2013-08-01T07:48:00.000-07:00

Language has always been a mode of communication for me, and not an issue of pride. There's nothing to boast if you get your "are" and "an" at the right place when you talk. It has been a mere piece of information, stored at the back of my mind, to use when I need to convey something.

But one fine (fine it wasn't..but still) day, I was a witness to give and take of one of the most intellectual pieces of information thrown (shared) ever. It was a rickshaw ride from point A to B. There were two fellow passengers(read working in same company,cool, awesome, amazing....) sharing the fare with me.

Guy 1: The humorous (he thought so), cool, observant guy
Guy 2: He is cooler, acts like a "know it all", been nowhere done everything kinda guy

As the rickshaw started, so started the the English rain..

Topic: Girls

Guy 1: I hate that Ri*** (hiding identities and not vulgarity). She talk my front good good, but insults my back. She is such a bi*** (now hidden for vulgarity), not like my mother, she loves me.

Guy 2: Dude, girls same everywhere. Even my Girlfriend insult my behind, but I don't give fuck. Leave her and life enjoy. Be like me, I told that girl, go to hell, she says same to you. Man, I said at least good English in anger.

Topic: Life

Guy 1: Life fast going, money slow. When enjoy and when relax? Want good car and wife and money and settle (all ands in the World)

Guy 2: Dude, Life like that. It fucks (remember he is more coolest!) Live big, have big, enjoy..my motto in life (people can live on wrong english).

The most amazing part of the conversation

Topic: Love

Guy 1: I loved girls, but now I not. I away fro girls. No girls wanted. Life silent but life good. Now wife only direct. No need of anything else. Mind fucked girls (he is getting cooler).

Guy 2: Dude, love fucks. I loved many girls, but now no...No means No..I happy like now forever.
love is devil...

I had my dose of English administered. English is a funny language, but not funnier than the people using it. It's just people like this, who have made living better, knowledgeable and awesome. English I love.

M J - An Immortal Enigma

2013-07-14T06:18:00.002-07:00

I couldn't sketch him while he was alive, my bad. A different specie altogether, the legendary music enigma, which has intrigued, enthralled and lived to entertain...Michael Jackson. Don't know if he's the prince, the Emperor, or whatever above that, but will always be cherished as THE beauty of music. From the legendary moon walk, to the iconic crotch step, to the philanthropic work and having his own patented dance shoe, he conquered everything I have loved his songs, performances and may he keep us happy and smiling forever.

Respect and love to you, MJ

Why didn't I create them???

2013-05-01T10:30:00.000-07:00

I have always loved sketching anime characters, comic characters etc. But there are some characters I wish were my own original creations. This post is dedicated to my secret wish. There are lot of other characters too, but these have the legendary dust around them!!

Kakashi, The cool, awesomely brilliant teacher in the naruto series. I love the way Masahi (naruto series creator) shaped him and crafted this intensely awesome character in the series. Perfect blend of everything...

OMG! Zaraki is THE character I would have loved to be called mine!! He is dripping with Awesomeness. For more details watch the Bleach Manga. From the lining of the hair to his overall attitude, this is a character I love immensely.

Batman!! Who doesn't love him. The No-nonsense attitude, the suave mannerisms, super rich, super cars, super brilliant. That's what legendary characters are made of!! This sketch is a bit blurry(due to my super packed 3.2 MP mobile camera. What I love the most about him is that he is the only superhero without any natural superpowers. Self-made superhero!!! I should kill my appreciatory speech.

An Unforgettable trek....

2013-04-20T05:55:00.001-07:00

We were planning for a trek from a long time. The Shiva Jayanti day turned out to be THE day and we decided to trek Harishchandra Gad (Fort) located near Malshej Ghat in Maharashtra. There are 3 to 4 ways to reach the temple. We chose the Nashik highway route and ended up in a small village called Kotul. The trek is exhaustive and you really should make up your mind before starting it. I had an opportunity to shoot some pictures and luckily there were many good scenes and people to shoot.

For detailed information about the temple, visit http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harishchandragad

Here are some memories

No, there's no train travel involved! We had planned to meet at Ghatkopar. Just a random pic in the train. Just a proof that sometimes trains are empty in Mumbai!!

The temple! The trek is exhausting, but once you reach the top, the view is exhilarating.

The water reservoir at the top. People flock the site to get clean, just before entering the temple. MH clicks is my photo signature (ignore please).

The Shiva idol is located inside this cave like structure. The water level inside it is 2 feet or so. The specialty of the cave is, however tall or short a person is, he is submerged till the waist.

The Shiva temple, said to be built in King Harishchandra's reign and has references in the puranas. It's dated back in 6th century. It is a very beautifully carved temple, but needs to be renovated and maintained.

The entrance of the temple.

The Shiva idol

The Nandi (Lord Shiva's carrier)

The beautiful feet!

The hand that sings!!!

Lord Vitthal and Rukmini

Music corner

This was an old man, who was standing inside the temple from early morning, hoping to gather some money, with a Veena (instrument) in his hand.

SuperHigh!!1

Wants and Humans..........

2013-04-09T01:45:00.000-07:00

With the ushering of mankind into the deepest treasures of Science, is the World becoming a wiser,rational,peaceful place? It doesn't seem so. The people are still keen on becoming RICHER,wealthier and yes Money Barons. It isn't a bad thing in itself but not at the sake of others.

At the blink of an eye we hear horrifying crimes committed,nations devastated,Governments uprooted etc. The pent up frustrations,hidden desires and animal instincts are being flashed everywhere. I remember reading online about a book centered on "Does man behave like a man just because he is socially forced to?" All that a person cares about is how he can enjoy life,get what he wants,amass as much as possible. There's nothing wrong if the amassing is related to knowledge and enjoying limited to himself,without troubling others. The fact that "you can get away with everything" is nonsensical. You can get away till you stay away.

The monetary deficits and individual incapabilities are what drive people to these inhuman limits. If you cant get something,grab it,else someone else will. This is the gory,never ending rat race mentality. The chakra(cycle) of needs,greed do not end as long as you are breathing. There's nothing wrong in wanting something, but its wrong to generate wants just for the sake of them. When your primary needs are satisfied you generate secondary,tertiary needs and so on. But remember your wants end with you or they end you. It's not wrong in wanting something but ask yourself can you live without it? If it's a yes abstain man,stay away, else walmart near you now.

There was an incident some time back, where 2 teenagers killed their Grandmother, in order to loot her and buy a Mobile phone. This is insane and really dumb. Can we really kill someone for the sake of our needs?

There are robberies,muggings,rapes heard of each time you switch channels on your T.V. What is driving humanity toward such inhuman,atrocious,heinous acts? It's WANTS. Craving for money,sex,Dreams,ambitions,guns,power,gadgets, yeah you heard it right.The self incompetency,background,lack of opportunities,frustration,failure,mentality and lack of care is what drives people towards crime. I want it and I Want it now, that's what has made this World a sick,greasy,blood-loving place.

Remember you want your Wants but the World wants you. There is so much to know,understand,feel and enjoy. Why waste this beautiful,priceless and rare gift called LIFE for something that is not even required.

Decorating a Ganpati pandal

2013-03-31T23:00:00.001-07:00

To beautify something is a honest and pleasing experience. Last year the opportunity of decorating a Ganpati pandal (Let Wiki bring light to the unknown, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pandal, ) fell in the hands of a dear friend of mine. I(owing to my ever helpful nature) agreed to assist him on the assignment. After brainstorming for ideas for a day or so, we decided to go for the macro landscape — Our Universe. It took some time to get the adrenaline kick registered, then we were ready for the real deal.

After shopping a day for colors,brushes,tent size canvases,etc we started working. I remember the mandal (the group organizing the Ganpati festival) members gazing at us inquisitively for any signs of assistance, which we may need. From serving water to adjusting the fan(according to our whims), they did everything. Its good to see desperation in the eyes of people, when it comes to serving God(they think it may serve him). The simple,innocent efforts they put in, mostly to stay in God's good books or just to derive pleasure and quench their "spiritual" hunger, which eventually may lead to clean and honest mind.

Religious festivals are meant for uniting with a common reason. B.G. Tilak was a genius and visionary who imbibed this idea into common minds during pre-independence days. It's great to see people from all castes,creeds,religions getting churned together to achieve a spiritually pleasing experience. The remarkable feature here is that all types of people get automatically humble when it comes to God. This amalgamation has resulted into cultural diversity and makes India what it is today!

We went by from coloring the huge canvas, converting plastic balls to planets etc. The process was gruesome and we were sleep deprived for 2 days. But sleep never dived in and we were honestly enjoying the work.

From a large empty canvas to a color occupied one is what makes this beautification process important. The amazement and delight in the eyes of the devotees, is what makes you feel satisfied after the process. It's not only about the level of talent involved or the speciality, but the effort and your thoughts behind it which matter the most. I enjoyed each moment because the idol was to be placed at the very heart of the UNIVERSE we designed. Now we know how GOD would have felt in our UNIVERSE....

(Will upload the pictures later).....

A small trip....

2013-03-27T04:06:00.001-07:00

The sound sleep....

The View...

From the Arrow's point of view...

The Doors

Stern simplicity

The Regulator...

Itching to Yawn...

Towards the unknown...

Oldies

Ghanti....

Sleep and let sleep....

Draped in new...

Beauty on the spine....

Bollywood.....

Old times....

Unkempt...

Faiths on display...

Eyes say it all...

Angry purse....


Revolution remembered....

CST station and the surrounding areas have always been a topic of excitement and attraction. I decided to shoot something around these areas. (Thanks to a friend, even she shot some good pics...:P) A small trip in the by lanes of the city offers millions of glimpses. The city is always breathing and you can feel it as you travel. The old buildings, the hustle bustle, the traffic and lots of dreams, is what makes it a living entity. Though it was a heated Sunday afternoon, it felt great to move about. Tried clicking what came in front. From CST station to Colaba causeway, there was a lot to shoot. The rag pickers, the shop owners and the drunkards were memorable subjects. Mumbai is beautiful and hope it stays so.......

On Editing and Editors

2013-03-25T04:28:00.001-07:00

Being an editor, I always wondered, is always finding someone's mistakes a dainty habit? The societal- norms following crowd will reply with a bowed head,eyes closed "NO". What if you earn some benjamins from that habit? That crowd is opening its eyes probably,hearing this. Yes. Editors earn their pizzas and salads doing this.eyes popped?

Technically, they do it for the BIGGER good,because what they edit goes throughout the World in a refined way. I say editors are very sharp,intelligent and quirky people. They will joke about an author's writing(they wouldn't have written no books,dawg), they will share a good laugh over punctuation,grammar etc, things which you haven't even bothered about. But yes they are doing the BIGGER good. An Editor(I am confused between a and an before the editor, please don't mind Mr. Editor) doesn't just edit the mistakes after finding them. He/She is responsible for the structuring,flow of data, and most important the final outcome. Editors aren't just complacent kind of beings but are brainy and have thoughts of their own. The word Editor creates many respectful ripples in the minds of the masses.

This is not an easy, laid back,on my own accord "post" at all. Editors brainstorm for ideas, they have to deal with the filthiest kind of writing as well as have the ever hanging axe of Deadlines on their necks(no wonder why the word has dead in it). For a curious,creative individual this is mecca of Satisfaction, madina of joy and paradise on Earth. This is a growing field and will grow as long as people make mistakes. How would you feel if there are infinite errors in a book,no grammar,no editing at all? Even this thought horrifies me. The editors are the synthesizer for authors. They make them sound good(look good,in the literary sense). The beautification process is in the hands of the editors. A good editor will always try to drain away the unnecessary part. Editors don't thrive on mistakes, removing them is what they strive for!!!

From where the water came

2013-03-06T21:23:00.001-08:00

I remember, while traveling in a train sometime back, some commuters were hanging by the door. It was a beautiful(earlier night the rain gods fucked everyone in Mumbai) morning. The guys were in a jolly mood,fiddling,cracking(ass) jokes and suddenly a liter of water slapped their faces. Shit! Where did it come from? I remember I laughed my ass off on that incident. But whenever the guys looked in my direction, I had to make that "I am already bored face".
The point is our elders(in age) said "don't laugh on someone". Little did they know there would be such stupidly insane incidents which cause involuntary outburst of teary laughter. That's my point, are there any etiquettes to be followed in laughter?

Laughing at someone may be(mind you, may be) wrong, but we laugh at the overall scene, the drowsy, sucked up faces and the absurdity of the situation. I may be just explaining something as simple as abusing in a technical way but still i want to laugh!! Remember some one slipping off on banana skin? I haven't laughed at those people at all(i swear). I laugh seeing their faces when they are trying to gather their wits after the dayfall(:P). Deriving pleasure out of someone's problems is wrong, it's more monstrous in the literal sense. But laughing just because you feel like isn't wrong. You aren't laughing at the pain and suffering(hyperbole), but at the scenario which smooches your eyes.

Laughing is good for health, they say. But laughing at someone else's expense is damn wrong (it is). So laugh freely. That's it, to sum up it all i would say a few things. Don't laugh at funerals(no you don't, even at Jim carrey's or Charlie sheen's), don't laugh at old people(fuckers they have done what you haven't even heard of), don't laugh at someone's physicality and don't laugh at innocent poor people. Laugh at yourself and God I am still not getting from where the water came.

LAMBO ON GLASS......

2012-12-28T05:22:00.003-08:00

Being a big fan of Lamborghinis....I was always intrigued by the design and beauty which engulfs these cars. But more than that, what intrigued me, is the logo (yeah with the bull) of the the Car making giants. My friend who is a bigger( in size too!!) fan asked to Recreate the logo on a glass piece. I was a bit apprehensive in the initial stages (not due to his size!!), whether this turns out good or not. This is my first glass painting. In the end it turned out like this. Hope he is happy!!!....... Tell me what you feel about it...

SLIPKNOT......Awesome Metal....

2012-10-14T07:33:00.000-07:00

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The Band I admire from a long time..... SLIPKNOT
According to them their hidden identities(not anymore) stand for the audience they entertain. Its not your face or your appearance which makes the difference. They believe in the inner person you are....

'After five minutes of seeing the band I don't think anyone pays attention to it. They pay attention to the music. And that's why we're here"

The REAL Tour........DHARAVI (some pics i clickd)

2012-10-06T09:11:00.002-07:00

The Beginning point of the Dharavi Tour....

My tour group....... All are my colleagues...(the girls in yellow,red and white and d guy wid the bag..) This is an random click...........

One of the shady houses shot on the roof.. What an splendid view ......... it was!

The awesome pots at Kumbharwada..... I just loved the view wid the violet kinda cloth hanging......

This is the roof view of the recycling factory, with huge barrels lying around.......

Diwali is just around the corner, diyas pour life into the festival. Here the artisans kept them to dry.......

The 2 guys we met at the start of the tour.... They asked for some water and we waited till they gulped it to their hearts content.......

This tour and this day especially was an eye-opener for me... It introduced us to a plethora of knowledge regarding the people in DHARAVI.Also called the Biggest SLUM in ASIA. It was an reality check for our minds as well as it dusted the age-old beliefs we had regarding this place. It was great to know about all the industries working here, the lives of the people, history of the place and the beauty which engulfs it. The cultural amalgamation bought about by the people is such an beautiful scenario to watch for. Our guide SURAJ was an simple and sincere guy, who tried his best to introduce us to this place and cleared all of our doubts. The community centers run by them as well as various activities occurring here are the real need of the day. The ideas I had about this place were not completely true and the people enjoying small events in life even though constantly under plight is a thing to learn...The artists are awesome and the kids are really heart-touching.......I really wanted to click more pics, but the no-camera policy made me helpless. Still tried to do a bit of it.
This was a REAL tour for me... thank you RAMA..........

The BIG(Bang) Post.....

2012-09-25T10:29:00.002-07:00

The Know it All, Bad at sarcasm, theoretical physicist we all love....
Sheldon Cooper

The Casanova(tries real hard),black eyed peas fan,bad with lenses...
Leonard Hofstadder

The Siri lover, shy, rich , poet and an INDIAN
Raj Koothrapalli

The Jew on whom even Hitler would have laughed,witty Engineer..
Howard Wolowitz

Sketch of an Sketch artist........

2012-09-23T04:39:00.003-07:00

A colleague, who is an great sketch artist herself.I attempted this sketch in a jiffy. But it turned more or less as per my expectations....

Some Random Clicks Edited............

2012-09-23T04:28:00.001-07:00

Old man At CST station....
One of my fav8 clicks and a bit of editing. CST station exudes a kind of aura which fills your artistic appetite instantly. This was a random click and it came out nice..

The folk dance from Rajasthan, performed at the Kala Ghoda festival 2012. It was a pure delight watching artists from varied backgrounds, gather to showcase their unique art forms. The amalgamation brought about by these acts was a heaven for art fans..... A simple click...

A puppeteer breathes life into his puppets, as the crowd watch in mere awe.........
Loved this pic....

My Naruto sketches.............

2012-09-15T11:23:00.002-07:00

A furious GAARA of Sand village...

Naruto's Lover... As love should be.... HINATA

The best rookie fighter,focussed,strong and no nonsense.. NEJI

The Sly,Crooked,Deceiving,cunning and super powerful(d kinda characters i love..)
OROCHIMARU

The cold staring,silent,in your face GAARA
A manga which depicts the thought that even monstrously powered people(all characters) are vulnerable on their human side. The vulnerabilities may be Love,Betrayal,Family or loneliness. This is what drives me in following it and recreate this one hell of a creation.......
A collection of some Anime characters from the awesome manga series NARUTO. The superb,well researched manga and an all time favourite subject for sketching.

Lil Wayne........... Recreated....

2012-09-15T10:54:00.002-07:00


Lil Wayne..... One of my fav8 rappers, though not an MC, hez good with the flow. "Nobody gives you chances you gotta take chances, your family tree and i will break branches"