Bliss.

Bliss.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Art Attack! #2

What began two years ago as a way to spend time when I was disinclined to study or read a book, culminated in a completed piece finally!
This is my second work with Anchor Stitch Kit. The previous one was a small scenery and I have another (bigger) landscape waiting to be started. :)

This one has a lot of memories attached; when I've been upset, irritated, tired or bored, this was my refuge. I stitched for a diversion, a distraction and I'm really glad I channelized my anger/ restlessness/ boredom into something productive.

And it is fitting that I presented it to someone who has been there through storm and sunshine. 

On another note, this is Shakuntala and her deer and I gifted it to Anasuya, the trusted friend of Shakuntala. (Point observed by Sanjana :P )

Anchor Stitch Kit Artwork (Gifted to P~)

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Hope Can Be Deadly.

"O poor, unthinking human heart! Error will not go away, logic and reason are slow to penetrate.We cling with both arms to false hope, refusing to believe in the weightiest proofs against it, embracing it with all our strength. In the end it escapes, ripping our veins and draining our heart's blood; until, regaining consciousness, we rush to fall into snares of delusion all over again." -Postmaster (Tagore)

Hope can inspire confidence. Hope can help tide over dark times. But hope can also lead to disappointment. To have hopes and watch them crash down can be devastating. But being hope-less is not the answer either. Indifference? To success and failure alike?


But there IS a tipping point. A point beyond which there does not seem to be any light at the of the tunnel, a point beyond which disappointment weighs heavily and the stench of failure remains within. To have any hope at this point is a risky option, given that the odds are against you. But it is human nature, an innate response within us, to expect miracles. A miracle that would change everything. Wishful thinking to hope that we live 'Happily Ever After'. But the reality is that we create our own miracles. We can only thank ourselves or blame ourselves for what we make of our life.


At the end of the day, I want to be happy. Doing what I've always wanted. And t's not possible to fall in love with anything else as a substitute.


Here's what I've been upto when I'm not lamenting:

  • Watched Yeh Jawaani Hai Dewaani, Raanjhana and Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. Good cinema.
  • Met my friends. :D
  • Got my JustBooks membership and read:
    • Tintin and the Picaros (Yeah, Tintin! :D)
    • Robin Cook : Death Benefit.
    • Feluda!
    • Phantoms in the Brain (VS Ramachandran!)
  • Read my first Grisham (Racketeer)
  • Watching Grey's A (*Yay*)
  • Having fun with Atthe, Nidhi and Mama. :)

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Never Mind I'll Find Someone Like You.

#Warning: This post is written in haste and reflects my current state of mind. I don't rule out the possibility of reading this again in the near future and having a good laugh. Or Not.

Why is it that the people who matter a lot hurt you the most? 

True, I'm silly enough to trust people; trust people that they don't suddenly disappear into oblivion. I'm silly enough to form attachments, so its clearly my own mistake.

Take the case of my Hodo. -_-

Feeling Freakishly *Beep*ish.

Now You're Just Somebody That I Used To Know.

The One That Got Away.

Teardrops On My Guitar.

I Knew You Were Trouble.