SKETCHES -3

Phew!! This one took me the longest to make. Just cudnt get the features right. Not that they are perfect now :P but still…. Much better than what I made in my first attempt. What u see here is perhaps the 8^th edited version of it, after heeding to all the criticism incurred upon me by my mom and my chachis :P they one difficult lot to please :P

This is just ainwai tp type sketch.

Dunno why I sketched this :S
P.S. all suggestions and healthy criticism towards my work is most welcome:D

SKETCHES -2

This is the second “human figure” sketch that ive made. The first one is too pathetic to be displayed:P

This wont exactly come under the heading of "sketches" . rather its a painting.

just a thought

Days are passing like crazy. Cant believe iam already nearing the end of may!! Kiran desai’s “inheritance of loss” has kept me busy since a couple of days, i.e after I returned back from my “extended” vacation (as sn likes to put it). Apart from the regular net surfing er…well orkutting has been happening at quite a rapid pace as well. And yeah… I must mention that sn has got thru “the best” law college in the country but we poor souls have not been considered worthy of a even a small treatL *sigh*.

While iam still on tenterhooks, having no clue what my results will turn out to be like, people all around me have been celebrating, the reason being their results, which have been quite satisfying (or so they say). I admire the sheer hard heartedness of all those people associated with my board, who think its good to delay results and think they are being nice and kind by being the last ones in the whole country to declare results. Pathetic!!! The alternation between hope and despair, is sure as hell, wrecking my nerves.

Yesterday, I was watching Indian Idol (which,btw, is the only tv show I watch these days.) It is one of those very few shows where the viewer doesnot know whether to happy for the selected candidates or feel sad for those who could not make it. There is such a heavy dose of emotions associated with it, that people who are so very use to Ekta Kapoor and her saas-bahu serials, are also awed by it. On seeing the contestants wait for their results, I couldnot help but compare my condition to their. I could actually understand what they might be feeling and trust me, it doesnot feel very good.

Solitude

When the heart aches in solitude,
No gates can stop the tears from gushing out.
Loneliness seeps into every cell of the body.
Happiness, simply seems to retard.


With no emotions left to feel,
no thoughts left to chase,
memories engaged in feud,
her heart ached in solitude…..


Her eyes searched in vain,
for something…..
or maybe someone…….
her head screamed out warnings.
Everything appeared so foreboding.


She wished she could listen to her heart
but there were more important things to be done.
Her life stood on a crossroad.
Too many things she ought to have done,
Even more number of things that she wanted to do.
But how was it possible,
When her heart ached in solitude????


It ached for a friend…..
someone she could open her heart out to.
People who knew her, didn’t know her at all.
Those who wanted to know her,
were never let close enough.
Enclosed within a self-created wall of aloofness,
Where all music was mute,
She lived a life of solitude…..

SKETCHES :)

Well...this is the best an amateur, like me, can do. these r just two of the "sketches" that i have made in the past few weeks. i simply LOVE any form of art :)


P.S. i will soon upload the mini sketches which i have made on my different FIITJEE test series que papers:P (had no other better way to kill time there)
and also the ones i have made behind my tuition copies, rough copies and college copies (in which i was really helped by sn):P

Funny guy!!!

Life seems to have become quite monotonous for me:( each day seems to be just like the previous day. *sigh* the problem is not that I have nothing to do. The problem is that there is so much I want to do but cant do, thanks to my conscience which cant seem to keep its tiny voice shut. Iam supposed to be preparing for my upcoming entrances. Phew!! Iam tired. I need a break. Well..i have been kinda taking a break for the past one week, but still…*sheepish grin*

So basically I decided to break the monotonous getting up-coming online- studying-sleeping-eating and again sleeping routine of mine. Actually I owe this one to my mom. She has been behind me to go swimming with my bro and my three little cousins, but I had been quite nicely giving excuses (which I agree sound very lame to me now) and escaping the torture of going out in the heat at 3:30:P but iam happy I went. Not only did I actually enjoy the change I even met a very funny little fellow, about whom I must tell.

This guy (no actually boy coz he mustn’t be more than 10) was busy lazing around in the deep end of the pool. As I swam my way there, I saw him looking at me as if he badly needed to talk to someone and was litrally bursting to say something.

Me- hi!

Boy-hi!

Me- whats your name?

Boy- Shiv Kumar Nanda (he said quite pompously)

With this, he did not even wait for me to ask anything further. He himself began to tell his tale.

Boy- Actually one boy told me throw my water goggles into the pool and dive in to get it, but my lungs which had not managed to arrange much supply of oxygen before diving, became exhausted. The lungs failed to accommodate oxygen into them and because my lungs had not brought oxygen with them I was not able to come up.

(I took two minutes to understand what he meant. Didn’t know whether I should sympathise with the 10 year old or giggle at his extremely funny presentation)

Me- awww!!! Then how did u manage to surface??

Boy- it was only because of Almighty’s grace that I am standing in front of you to tell u this.

Me- but u should be carefully. U maynot be so lucky next time.

Boy- shrugs his shoulders and again throws his goggles into the water and dives below.

Instinctively I look around but realized that there was no other “boy” in the pool who could have told him to do what he did according to his little story:P

He, to put it in Ash’s words (as its her BIG day today), was a funny guy!!!

NEWS channels or bollywood agents??

Height of idiocy!!! Seriously!! These days news channels have nothing better to do.

Abhu got up early on Friday and tuned in to MTV for their kick ass mornings. (must mention that this really reminds Abhu of suk :D ) so basically, after hearing to a few numbers while finishing up her daily activities, abhu switched on to a news channel to catch up with the world she is suppose to be living in(as she prefers to lives in her own little world most of the time:D) lo and behold!!! It was not the usual “so-and-so party calling a strike” or Mr. Arjun singh presenting another of his *ahem* proposals. Rather, the news channel was airing a special program on the “WEDDING OF THE DECADE”. Yes folks!! Its all about “the most eligible bachelor” in the country (and for some, even in the world) getting married to the dainty damsel Ms. Aishwary Rai ( to-be bachchan)

All the hype is understandable. Afterall its “abhishek” getting married (or is it because its former miss world -aishwarya getting married??? Iam confused!!!) no..no..people. It is because BOTH are getting married:P

So basically…this program contained all the details of the marriage (or rather all the details the the media could get hold of) From a view of the mandap at the bachchan residence, to an “exclusive” interview of the gardener who was preparing special mehendi leaves “so that the colour of Ms Rai’s hands enchants everybody who see’s it “ (this is the english version of what the news channel said). Not to forget the tailor who is stitching the sherwani for Jr.bachchan. The special program had it all. Maybe even more, coz I didn’t see the show from the beginning.

I have absolutely no problem if people are SO interested to know about all this. But what pisses me off the most is that it’s the NEWS CHANNELS which are doing it. Is our country, and for that matter the whole world, facing such a dearth of problems which need attention that they have shifted their focus to such events? Its ridiculous!!! Don’t we have enough programs dealing with bollywood gossip?? There mustn’t be any single channel existing which does not play host to such a program. Abhu thinks that it is the work of those programs to showcase such details. As it is the media has turned into nothing more than a robot who simply informs the people of what has been happening. Earlier, it use to be the media which use to be used to make things happen. Didn’t it play such an important role in our freedom struggle?? Wasn’t THAT the power the media held?? Haven’t they spent enough time already, running behind the duo and their family all over the country, as they visited temples?? Hasn’t all the match-making over the years satiated their greed to get their TRP’s soaring??

Even the recent news of more killing –kidnapping in Ranchi and Bihar isn’t enough to keep them from airing their “special program”. And iam not talking of a single channel. In the evening, there were four other channels airing similar things. They even got a numerologist to predict Ms. Rai’s future in the Bachchan family, which according to the numerologist, would be similar to that of her would-be mother-in-law. Phew!!! I am stumped. I know that India is quite a bolly-savvy nation but there is a limit to everything. Agreed that the competition is tough, but give us a break!! Arent the hundred ads which the show after every 10mins of news reporting irritating enough?? Moreover aren’t the celebrities’ human-beings afterall?? I don’t know which way things are heading to. But its certainly appalling to see the level to which News channels have fallen to, just to increase their TRPs.

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Life beyond examz

Phew!!! Examz are finally over (atleast for the time being). Actually they were over three days back :P I am now in fulltoo enjoyment mood. I don’t feel like looking at my book cupboard. Even my room is upset at having lost a full time companion coz its been three days since I have spent quality time in my room. And this is saying something considering that I use to be cooped up in my room for most part of the day, till the 8^th.

But I have managed to clean up my room, which, believe me, was in a mess. I know certain people feel that MY room being in a mess means just 1 book slightly displaced from the shelf, but no. see the pics yourself. This, by my standard, is COMPLETE MESS !!!!!!

Anyways. So basically I have been really busy doing loads of stuff these days. That is, apart from brooding over my terrible IIT entrance, which deserves atleast a small mention here, considering that I had really been worked up bout it.

But I have moved on and I have been trying to turn over a new leaf. What better way to start my “zindagi sudharo” abhyan than by learning to cook!!! Yes folks. I have finally entered the kitchen. And when abhu enters the kitchen she doesnot cook anything ordinary. So basically I started with baking a cake. Yes!!! I baked a cake. Doesn’t it look yum???? Heehee!! But cakes don’t last long in our house. I bet I wont find I single piece to eat by tomorrow (i.e if I don’t tell anybody that I have baked it:P) but trust me, its tasting superb. Iam myself surprised at my culinary skills . Heehee!! Though I must mention that I wouldn’t have been able to make it without my mom’s guidance. And by the way sn… our “mission” has gone for a toss, atleast as far as I am concerned.

I have also been catching up with my long list of pending movies-to-be-seen

And have also started reading John Grisham. Iam yet to add a few new songs to my Mp3 player . I have my cupboard to clean. I have to go shopping. Oh!! Yes!! I haven’t done that since AGES!!!

Basically, I have my long list of things to be done and iam enjoying every bit of it.

Today... Not My Day !!!!

Maybe, its one of my “weird moodswings”, but I suddenly find this world to be quite hostile and foreboding.

-Yesterday, I switched on the TV to find all channels flooded with news about Bob woolmers death under “mysterious circumstances”, with the police suspecting foul play.

But I did not pay much attention to it then.

-today, the entire morning, I have been hearing about the new developments in this case, and can feel myself shudder at the uncertainty of life, or rather I should say,at the uncertainty of death.

-not to forget the new developments in the Nithari serial killings. It shows just how brutal ,savage and barbarous human beings can become.

-then the trial of Praveen Mahajan. Can one trust anybody in this world?????

- to add to all this, as I opened the newpaper in the morning today, there was this huge article about an engineering student being abducted and being brutally murdered, possibly by his friends. Phew!!! See..i told u, it was better to be insane, than to have a mind and think about and understand all this. It makes life even more difficult.

-and…well…I finished a Sidney Sheldon book, yesterday morning, which dealt with 3 cases of murder and castration, by a woman, who had MPD (multiple personality disorder). And her motive behind these murders was even more ghastly.

-I did try to turn my mind away from all this and changed the channel to MTV. But, they played 3 songs in succession, which made me even surer of the fact that the world was definitely NOT on my side that day. Those 3 songs (which I better not mention), made me feel even worse, bringing out certain memories which I would conveniently like to forget.

-I wish this had been it. But NO….how could I be at peace??? I switched the TV off, and plugged on my MP3 player. Music always makes me feel better:D but today, I s’pose nothing can make me feel gud. As I DJd the player , it played the worse song it possibly could have. Actually, I really like dat song, but for that moment, I was probably not best choice. It was a ghazal by Jagjit Singh. (he’s damn gud. Trust me!!), with the lyrics…

“hum jise gunguna nahin sakte…..

hum jise gunguna nahin sakte…..

waqt ne aisa geet kyon gaya…

zingadi dhoop, tum Ghana saaya…

tum ko dekha toh yeh khayal aaya…”

(lol!!! Okay. For all u non-ghazal lovers, this must be quite boring, but I really love his ghazals.)

-while iam still at how bad the world is, I might as well mention my cell phone which has also turned hostile towards me. I refuses to get properly charged, automatically gets switched off when a call comes, and keeps getting hung:(

- now…even my “dear” comp seems to have turned his face away from me, coz it has become extremely slow I am typing this out at the rate of 20 letters per minute.

p.s- i just recieved ANOTHER and hopefully the last packet from FIITJEE, with all papers and stuff, which iam s'pose to solve before i encounter "the demon" on 8th april. but...this has left me feeling even more guilty. A tiny voice in my head tells me," i should be studying now, rather than blogging."