Are you ready??

We speak so much about the changes we want.
We try to revolutionize this, and that. 
We try to lament what the media does to bring about these changes.

But at the end, how much are WE ready ourselves, to take up those changes?

Try wearing a wig to work the next day, and your colleagues start talking..
About the pros and cons of your new look.
If you have early lunch a day, your mom looks astonished.

People have the habit of sticking to the stereotype so badly!!
And they make an issue out of the new changes..

Like it happened yesterday

Intimacy has a certain degree... depending on how it was on your 1st time..
It normally begins with a kiss.. moving onto different situations,pertaining to the beings involved..
And for all of us, the 1st time remains to be a memory, no matter what..

Now of course, this text of mine is inspired by something by someone I have been reading off late.
But really, its not that we discuss these moments of intimacy. we call it private..
You know, its like, what starts in the bedrooms, remains there..

Intriguing, quite enough..
Isn't it?

City Center.. hypothetical of course

And I am now in my final year of B.Arch.
Happy that I am, posting the renders of my City Center Project, in the suburbs of my city..

As promised, posting the renders I took.. They have been done in Rhino.. 

 

Between the Sheets

Submissions are a strange affair, we hate it when we have it..
And miss it when we don't have them.. 

But for now, 1 more day of hard work, and I'll be ridden of all submissions..
For the 8th Semester, that is...

Here's a glimpse..

Quotes from a certain

She was strong enough, without him. But His presence made her feel herself, as if someone cared for her. So what He hated her, but having feelings of hatred too, makes you think of someone. 

She worked without him, whatever little she could manage..
Yet she was scared, without any reason, so definite.

She loved him, so couldn't really think of herself without him. He was far, far away..
He was unpredictable. Ambitious for sure. But of late, there was an air of strange unwillingness, around him.
For her obviously.

And yet she tried her every bit to cling to his thoughts, of him being around, and thus work..
To reach him..


"At some point We will cross each other again. You shall regret the lost, and I shall be stunned."

Lamenting

Its taking me time to realize little bits, everyday.. 
Facts that come alienated to me, 
And I have to apply them irrespective of what I feel.
Because they are just there.. invincible..

And that I have to loose things, or people, every time.. no matter what the facts are..

Debate

This isn't just about opinion, as that might not just change anything..
For me, or for anyone else..

We know what the answer should be..
But its an effort, to bring together voices... 

http://www.youthkiawaaz.com/2013/06/marriage-debate/

Post semester freebies

Had been trying tricks with letters off late.

See if u guys could recognize this : 

Will post more of it later..

Light and Shadow

 Loads of time and no work has been leading me to do these stuffs. 

This was just a model, trying to introduce spatial qualities into a just room.
The lighting isn't natural of course. Some how I fell in love with the Light and Shadow on the floor.
Gives such a romantic feel.. of a moonlit night.

Below is the raw model Picture.

raw model

after a bit of processing

The Ignorant The Lost

Some one tells me its useless to write.. And that people who have no other work pass their time writing.

I couldn't decide whether to agree or to show resentment.
Well, its totally out of perspective, I felt.

Surprisingly enough I found myself following 2 more blogs.

I decided to read more fiction. Factual books were never my thing. Facts looked best to me on the laptop.

I decided to keep choosing foods, I would cook someday. Dresses I would love to buy someday.

And find Restaurants, I would love to visit someday.

More TV. Lesser design. 

I thought I would visit all family gathering from now on wards, wearing saree, and putting up smiles to whoever and however.

And if college would be open I would have more work to do, Thesis Specifically.

And I am growing more eccentric.. 

I guess I am best this way..

Statuettes

I speak to stone walls nowadays. Obviously they don't move or speak.
I stroke it with all my force. It remains invincible.

In a parallel universe.. 
Humans are made of stones may be. They are only sculptures.