Glasses

I love my new glasses!

End

so many days of the year gone by have left the premises
so many days will occur again and bring with them the gift of deja vu
so many days will speak unnecessarily of things having outlived themselves
so many days will wait with tired eyes for that day to eventually arrive

so many days will walk on to this road with suitcases of joys carefully locked
so many days I will fumble with three key chains confused amidst each other
so many days will write beautiful words over and over again
so many days will write aching words may be once and for all

so many days will tire themselves hearing the same song that no longer is
so many days will be spent sharpening pencils to the bone
so many days will remain in love with darknesses of dreams
so many days will lie through their teeth and keep their eyes quiet

So many days will continue to end.

Happy 2012 in Bangalore

The Pajero Story

It was 1996 and I was doing my industrial training at Crest Communications. One day as I walked out of the doors a massive machine sauntered in and made the compound look small. I couldn't believe a car could be that big. That Pajero belonged to Shyam Rammanna the owner of Crest.Soon there was a shoot for Hero Cycles aqnd we were shooting with Sanjay Dutt. I was told to hold his shirt and told,"Now you've been touched by a star!". I enjoyed the shoot and Shyam directed the ad. The shoot ended late and Shyam offered to drive a bunch of us back to the office. So I sat in the back seat with some colleagues. Shyam likes speed. It was 4 am in the morning and there was hardly any traffic on Marine Drive. Ofcourse he hit the gas. My colleagues cap flew out of the open window and we all laughed!
Fifteen years later I'm driving the same car and I love it! God is kind.

Phone camera

Sometimes the phone camera fucks up and the image ends up looking like this :)

hug

a few words about these days

small flags flutter in the gentle breeze.the mild sunlight glows through lovely green leaves at the window sill. the sun comes out and shines on the city as cars whiz by. A few white blooms and soft notes of a flute amidst many many words. What would I do without words?