Saturday, March 27, 2010

When in Zen..

I didnt believe in ZEN Meditation , until recently.I was working on a illustration and the whole day went in a flash. I forgot where I was, what I did and whether I was breathing air. It was a lovely feeling, have u ever felt that ?


Monday, March 22, 2010

Reaching out as far as I can

Have just realised the worst feeling of all is not fulfilling the commitment you made to friends.  I am yet to find sometime to finish the story I started, Gosh feel like stupid moron now!

I am doing two semesters together in the college, so multiply assignments, excercises, classes and projects by 2 and you would get a idea of where I am right now ;P But I am enjoying it. I have learnt that there aexists a different kind of love, It has nothing to do with loving another human , its about what you love to do , its so powerful that it will consumes you till the last drop of your blood, thats your destiny, thats your passion and thats what you are here for.

I have cut my hair short so I dont need to comb it everyday LOL, A tshirt and jeans and I am off to college. I also realised why artists dont look good.  For their beauty lies in thier designs and they give up theirs to make the work look best ;P  Ok I am all exhausted and going into philosiphical mode. For  now I enjoy reading your posts, one by one. Again thanks for all who left a mark in the last post and who do so in this one too :P you are awesome!

For now let me leave you with a poem, that stumped me few moments ago. Its writtern by WH Auden and used in the movie " Four Weddings and Funeral". For the records it has nothing to do with my current state of mind, I am fine and very happy doing what I am doing. This is just to share the best words that touched me ;)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,

Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good. - WH AUDEN

Take care

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The green field.

While I was sitting in the train by the window, a goods train passed by. For few minutes I saw chopped images of the field on the other side. When I concentrated on the compartments I couldnt see the green field. And when I concentrated on the field I couldnt see the compartments that passed. I guess thats life, focussing on the things we want and ignoring the others.

p.s: I am back and i promise to write regularly.  Before that lemme cath up with ur posts first ;)

Sunday, March 07, 2010

Back soon

Apologies for not catching up with you all. I have joined the college in Bangalore for Advertising and Graphic design, and have taken the fast track. This means I would be doing two semesters together. I am attending classes with second semester students and also doing first semester assignment works. Its exhausting but I am loving every bit of it. Let me re align my world and I promise to return to you all as soon as possible, until then take care :)

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Midsummar Mysterious Dream - 1

To read the curtain raiser click here
“You are pregnant” said Marsha

“Excuse me?” replied Malini

“I said you are pregnant” She felt the energy of the new life emanating from Malini.

Malini suddenly felt dizzy, she looked around for a chair to sit, but started falling before she could take the next step. Marsha caught her just in time. Malini opened her eyes when she felt the moist hands of Marsha on her face. Marsha spoke in whisper.

“Are you feeling ok?”

“Yes I guess. How do you know I am pregnant? I am not even sure yet”

“I just know” she replied, and that’s how their friendship began. From then on they met frequently. Sometimes Malini would go to Marsha’s house for a chat over coffee, a healing session or even for a witch ritual. In the days that passed Ranbir saw a total shift in Malini’s behaviour, she was happier than ever and was very comfortable with pregnancy. Now and then Malini would talk about rituals, and meditations she does with Marsha, over breakfast or dinner to Ranbir. Although Ranbir was uncomfortable talking about them, he didn’t mind it. For it kept Malini occupied and happy.

On their 3rd Anniversary Malini was 5 months pregnant and insisted visiting the zoo. Ranbir have learnt about pregnancy and strange cravings, so he pulled few strings and arranged a private VIP tour to the London zoo. Although there was a battery operated car to take them around, Malini walked the entire park. She took enough time in each enclosure, observing the animals. She asked several questions to Greg, the guide. When they reached the Tiger’s cage, she took a long look at the white tiger lying next to the bars. It kept growling at Malini for several minutes.
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“I need to talk to the care taker” Malini said with a strong tone.

“I can arrange for it mam, may be after we finish the tour” said Greg.

“No, it can’t wait. I need to tell something important” she started getting impatient. Ranbir and Greg exchanged blank looks.

“Mam, if you could tell me what it is, then I can inform him right away” He pointed to his walkie talkie.

“It has a plastic cover in its small intestine” she announced with firmness in her voice.

“Honey, you must be tired, can we go home?” Ranbir thought she is talking out of exhaustion.

“No I am fine, but he is not and we need to attend before it’s too late” she said pointing to the Tiger. For the next ten minutes, she kept screaming about the pain the animal is going through. The animal’s growling got louder and she became hysterical. It was hard to tell whether she was reacting to tigers sound or tiger to hers.

It was too much drama for Greg to handle, so he looked at Ranbir, hinting him to take control of the situation. Ranbir never seen Malini crying like this, he put his hands around her shoulder.

“Sweetie, Lets go home its getting colder, I am sure Greg can take care of it.”

“Yes mam, I would immediately call the keeper, I promise we would run some tests on the tiger”

Ranbir spent rest of the day with her at home, pacifying and ensuring that everything is going to be fine. Her temperature rose and she started shivering uncontrollably by mid night. Ranbir rushed her to the hospital, all the while praying for his beloved wife and unborn baby. By early morning Malini’s temperature became normal and she finally drifted off to sleep. Ranbir walked to the cafeteria of the hospital for a quick coffee.

When he flipped the daily paper, sipping coffee the headlines on the third page almost gave him a heart attack.


To be continued..