Great people like us work on the principle of rockets, not that we aim for the sky,but we don't start performing unless our ass is on fire

The state of my bed after an hour of shopping !

My inspiration for the day .... 

" I believe that producing pictures, as I do, is almost solely a question of wanting so very much to do it well.

I could fill an entire second life with working on my prints" 

M.C. Escher

 

"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed 
Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them!"


stolen line .. but makes sense to me .

environmentalist

 A friends status message on gtalk!

Earth ka kuch karo ... varna "unearth" ho jayega ! 

Un do

Eventful days ..
Much chaos
So much to do
But it never gets done
So many things to say
But some things should have been left unsaid
Some things I wish undone
Some things im slow to learn
Some things I haven't earned
One of those moments I feel
enslaved by my thoughts
held back b'cause of actions
uncomfortable situations
unhealthy conversations
unlikely assumptions
mundane solutions
Its about time.......
to clear ones head
to sort the mess
to steer the way
Its up to me
to make my own day!

Murphys Law
If a series of events can go wrong, they will do so in the worst possible sequence

So its been proved officially that July's are a disaster especially when it ends like this ...........
Some best laid plans never kick off.. Some nightmares creep on you. And one day you end up falling in a ditch. quite literally! Skidding , screeching brakes and then falling BAM.A gaping hole in your knee stitched up , much pain and doomed for a week in bed. And then the boss calls..Its like a Grand Finale to a the Series of Unfortunate events.



Dear God,
Praying for a better August...



"Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self."
-Cyril Conolly

scribbling

I hate Julys.
I hate them .
I love the rain ..
but I hate the noise
I love the greens
but hate the blues

Its the time
to stick together
To remember
each time
This is it
This is all there is
This picture of my life
will always be 
Incomplete

"I do not want my house to be walled in on all sides and my windows to be stuffed. I want the cultures of all the lands to be blown about my house as freely as possible. But I refuse to be blown off my feet by any." - Mahatma

Started another blog for the more serious topics ..
http://devinakirloskar.wordpress.com/

Meanwhile , the seasons changing and so are some other things. ...........
Time to get the camera out

 Read somewhere.


Contrary to what many women believe , its easy to develop a long-term , intimate and mutually fulfilling relationship with a guy. Of course , the guy has to be a Labrador Retriever.



tch tch.. the cynic that I am ...

something lovely appeared in my inbox ....

"What other people think of you is none of your business !"


well put

 Found this poem somewhere ... but the title was missing .
Loved it so much . Ill put it up on my wall now .



There is living and there is existing,
If you are living, life will take your breath,
In tasting honey, you may get a sting,
But life stagnant is worse than death.

Bite into life and let the juice run down,
Lives are not measured with chances untook,
Enjoy the blooms now, in time they’ll be brown,
Chances for lovers are often forsook.

Forget all the past, look not for your fate,
Take life by the horns and live for today,
Hard times will come if you rush the gate,
But interesting people have suffered worse fate.
Take hold of the world and go for a ride,
Cause not all men live, but everyone dies

-Lucas John Kimmel

Descending purple

My colours of Summer

The golden shower tree has captured my heart of late .
Summer is here.
The Laburnum, the Gulmohar and purple Jacaranda are in full bloom.

I keep going back to "Shantaram" to recollect many meaningful quotes.

'You're a good listener. That's dangerous, because it's so hard to resist. Being listened to - really listened to - is the second-best thing in the world.'

'What's the first-best thing?'

'Everybody knows that. The best thing in the world is power.'

'Oh is it?" I asked laughing. "What about sex?'

'No, apart from biology, sex is all about power. That's why it's such a rush.'

I laughed again.

'And what about love? A lot of people say love is the best thing in the world, not power.'

'They're wrong,' she said with a terse finality. 'Love is the opposite of power. That's why we fear it so much.'

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"The real trick in life is to want nothing, and to succeed in getting it"

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Truth is a bully that we all pretend to like
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Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting.
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Happiness is a myth. It was invented to make us buy new things
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A dream is a place where a wish and a fear meet. When the wish and fear are exactly the same, we call the dream a nightmare.

Mind in circles

Like driftwood
floating aimlessly
in the water
and then caught
by swaying currents
and getting stuck on a
drooping branch
and twirling in circles
caused by the pothole
thus going round ...
and round...
in circles
as I say it again
in circles...
makes my head spin
go round and round
Whats the point ?
when you cant fight back
and the current is strong
so strong...
whats the point ?
when you end up
again and again
where you started

The beginning of a circle is also its end.......

Whosoever wishes to know about the world must learn about it in its particular details.
Knowledge is not intelligence.
In searching for the truth be ready for the unexpected.
Change alone is unchanging.
The same road goes both up and down.
The beginning of a circle is also its end.
Not I, but the world says it: all is one.
And yet everything comes in season.
- Heraklietos of Ephesos

Perfect dream

Waiting and waiting
for this time to pass
waiting and waiting
for that time to arrive


The perfect moment
The perfect setting

Quiet in the midst of
sounds of only birds
and rowing of the boatman
splashing of water on the oars

And then you watch
and soak it in
Like a deep breath that
makes you alive from within
etched forever in your mind
it cannot be erased
Even the click of the camera
cant capture the image

As you look above
and they fly overhead
Pink with their "S" necks
A few hundred they said
Flying in a "V "
whilst changing formations
with unspoken coordination
diving and gliding
with almost divine grace
Sighting these beautiful flamingoes
almost seem
like I just stepped into
the perfect dream!

Tiny Self

I am small,
inconspicuous,
unimportant.
Almost
insignificant
I have no worth
my presence does not matter
I am just a speck of dust
in this Universe


My role is so small to play
that my actions don't count
They don't make a difference
What is destined will happen
What a worthless life
And what worthless thoughts
are ambition, hard work and ultimate happiness
Its not going to last
Its never going to last
So what's the point of trying....
Trying to save the world?
when its all doomed any ways


Its just a matter of time
A matter of space
and "matter" of course


No, no!
I'm not manic depressive
Just the temporary low
as I walk out of the Space Museum

"You wait for the good moment-the infamous first thought-but nothing happens. There is a thought of giving up the whole thing, or else trying to crank something up artificially. But neither one of those things works. Then you sort of become distracted by something else- and when you come back, there it is!"

-CTR, 'True Perception' Dharma Art

Truly inspiring book . Still reading . more views to come

Some moments are to be treasured always .
And even the moments when you remember those moments you treasure.
And even the people you share them with .
And even the spaces you experience them ....

“Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius — and a lot of courage — to move in the opposite direction.”

— Albert Einstein

I wonder if we all are intelligent fools . I think we are. All moving in one direction -towards destruction.

Oh! There's a million stories And a million ways to get there from here...............
................
........And I can hear you sleep beneath the candlelight I can see your dreams like they were mine

Some songs hit home ...Some lyrics make you think .
Words can be deceitful.
If they are meant to mean one but they are understood as something else.

Im back to square one . And I see it as a good thing . How beginnings are always a good thing. Its only somehwere in between that the tightrope gets scary to balance.When you cant go back and cant reach the other side. But then again , the other side is a new beginning.
.. yes I know im rambling . Please bear.

Prayer

So many people
and the noise is deafening
and the blaring loudspeakers
with holy chants
the crowded market
the busy street
the bright colours
the shining idols
The pavement is dirty
And people washing their feet
and the long row of people
is never ending
and at last you sight
the orange painted idol
and prostrate
when you close your eyes and sit to pray
and somewhere in the midst of all
the chaos and the noise
you enter this world
far far away
this place I cant put in words
I tried to draw but the pencil didn't move
No song , no poem can describe this space
I tried to speak about it but words failed me again
And then perhaps I think its best
to let it be......
........Let it be.