September 2010
2 posts
2 tags
Her: Do you know why I like you?
Him: Why?
Her: Because even when you talk rubbish, you're pretty darn good at it.
I imagined this the other way round, but then I wondered, why can't a girl talk like this?!
the problem with tumblr is that when you see post text and photo side by side you get quite confused as to which temptation to give in to!
August 2010
6 posts
The red letter box
There goes a story about a misty morning walk, that has to be told before dusk comes along. As twilight trickled slowly, a shrill alarm was due to scream, in the dead of dawn while sleep tossed in bed, those feet scampered and sneaked across green fields. Into the peace of woods, so eerie yet calm, cracking leaves, snappy twigs, silence held its own balm. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere, it...
Everyday Cliches
From Tech sites..
“Growing dangers of Facebook, privacy issues and how it is necessary to prevent your children from..” What you actually want to prevent is your own kid from stalking around your friend’s list to discover tagged pictures of you from the streaking marathon of your grad days..
From Design blogs/sites..
Warholised shit pots. Sepia toned alcohol bottles. Quotes...
Why does it seem that everybody seems to be screaming me, me, me..around me?
My fav "i love you but.." →
Via Reader.
What if you woke up one morning and turned aside to switch your phone alarm off, it blows up like a bomb in your hand? The toaster pops out burnt paper like bread. You get ready to go to work and just as the engine rumbles, your car is reduced to a pile of junk. The elevator turns into a cardboard box like vault and you end up using the stairs. And the same day, your PC/Mac starts emitting...
July 2010
5 posts
So Sunday. →
“Everybody..e v e r y b o d y, including my neighbor’s limping dog thinks...”
– the wise one, who else?
Aisha. The songs. Get it.
You got a friend in me. Spanish Version. Dance to it.
Revisiting: My Blueberry Nights - The Story, Norah Jones.
June 2010
3 posts
“Sometimes I am envious of my own past reading speed.”
Pondering over where our thoughts actually come from. A lot must have been said, examined, researched, assumed over that. Sometimes I think that the entire thought cycle is like a growing plant. It starts with a seed, the thinker keeps watering it with some more thoughts, things happen or circumstances solidify that thought (soil), someone smart sheds some light on it (photosynthesis :P)..the...
Doesn’t like the tumblr interface turning black.
May 2010
1 post
April 2010
4 posts
Some learn it easy. Some learn the hard way. But if you learn it the hard way, you tend to value the lesson more..and maybe not make the same mistake again.
Uh uh.
“Globalization, after all, has no identity of its own.”
– Raghu Rai, ace lensman.
March 2010
7 posts
The only ones who don’t seem to grow old are Cartoons.
Happy 70th birthday Tom and Jerry.
Even though I’m not a big fan and get irritated more than often with your antics..no one tickles the funny bone like you two.
this is exactly how you feel when a part of your...
a mini electrifying sensation that hits you at intervals
like you are being poked constantly with a screwdriver
like waves of a river slowly lashing against the rest of your skin
a not so happy lullaby, but sleep inducing still!
“A photograph has picked up a fact of life, and that fact will live forever.”
– Raghu Rai
VH1 Random. Don’t stop the music.
February 2010
4 posts
My Kala Ghoda. Days 14, 13, 12.
Doggy pens. Cloth Belt. Lonely lanes, bylanes, all roads rushed to Horniman Circle (yeah you read it right). Class of ‘84. First visit to Dalal Street at night. Random walks. Conversations. Lots of food.
Missing the bus. Bizarre Pictures. Kala Khatta. Bad Chaat. Chance meetings. Celebrity like feeling. Bollywood run across the circle to catch ‘Sunshie Boys’. Show cancelled....
“Whatever you love doing..just keep doing it, until you keep getting better at...”
– Yelldon.
Marketing means murder of Creativity.
Almost.
Lightroom/Photoshop means murder of Photography.
Totally.
Is illurtrator murder of Art too?
And emails murder of handwritten letters?
And ecards murder of… We don’t even send ecards anymore!
January 2010
6 posts
“For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.”
– Virginia Woolf
Fool. Again.
Quick to judge.
H: You're very levelheaded.
P: Oldie
X: I like listening to you
S: Wtf
H: You're a pampered brat huh?
P: Why are you doing this?
G: Figure out what you want
X: I mean sheltered.
A: Why not?
December 2009
6 posts
“Sorta kinda hurts to forgo some dream you had 9 years back.”
– This is not quoted by anyone famous, but I just wanted it to look big :|
Love Lessons from Riverdale?
So I grabbed the Archie-Veronica proposal issue at Crossword..and I read it at Moshe’s with a very delicious piece of chocolate croissant giving me company.
I was quite excited about the issue, and almost aghast that Archie finally made a choice.
So what happens?
The poor boy decides that a rich girl is his key to happiness, money, career, success and did i say money?
(Turns out...
Retumblring.
designerdaily:
Amazing underground home in the swiss mountains http://ping.fm/vefw5
“Some of our fantasies are just about as small as baby steps. Ain’t it?”
Materialism :) →
November 2009
9 posts
“Romance at short notice was her speciality”
– The Open Window, Saki
:X
Sometimes I see everyone around me as mere puppets.
Trying to “do” things just so they appear happy.
And behind this pretense, lie a bunch of crummy faces,
Distressed over needles in a stack of hay.
*ting*
Have you ever wondered, how we can’t let go of our ideas?
How we cling to them, like its a part of us, and that it is meant to be the best, better than what anyone else could think of?
We nurture it, push it, back it up, sell it, protect it - can’t hear a word against it.
And despite hearing a lot of other ideas, we still somewhere deep down think that our idea was better, or was a...
“How difficult it is to be simple.”
– Vincent Van Gogh
