The UPA has emerged victorious this 15th Lok Sabha election and its official, Singh is King, Manmohan Singh warmly welcomes another 5 years of Prime Ministership.
L.K. Advani appears to be thoroughly dejected and its contemplating retirement from leading the opposition and a probably even a total retirement from active politics. I say, the grapes are sour.
Anyway cleary the Congress did something right considering their sweeping majority of 255 seats over the 169 won by the NDA, emerging again as the second largest majority in these elections.
What does this win signify, well for one, the people of this country sure have a lot of faith in the younger generation of politicians considering that the UPA has the maximum number of younger politicians according to a survey.
well whatever, hopefully this term won't be as dissappointing.
*peace*
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
euthanasia? i dont think so
Two days back in the corner of one of their irrelevant pages, TOI carried the news of the execution of Dilara Derabi, an Iranian girl who was charged with the murder of her father’s cousin at the age of 17, she spent five years in jail and admitted her guilt with the hope that the juvenile court would reduce her sentence, instead she was executed at the age of 23 without her lawyer or any of her family members being informed.
Consider the same situation only difference being the country in which it is set, I cannot imagine the repercussions of such a heinous decision in a country like India. I know for a fact that there would have been complete breakdown of the judicial system with human rights activists and even the common people demanding answers, reference: the hullabaloo about Dhananjay Chatterjee’s execution.
Sometimes I think whatever it is; nobody in this country will be executed in accordance with the Islamic shariat or the religious practices of Hinduism or Judaism or Christianity. Living in a secular state is almost comforting because I know that if ever it is the case of an execution by law the decision has to be humane. Come to think of it our country upholds the voice of their citizens to a respectable measure. The people are a part of its legal and governing system, that I cannot deny. I actually am a proud citizen, not overlooking the short-comings or the loopholes.
Meanwhile my respects for Dilara, the only crime I find her guilty of is for being born in the wrong country. Rest in peace.
PS: I wonder if these blink-and-you’ll-miss-it articles are mere page fillers or does anybody really care.
Consider the same situation only difference being the country in which it is set, I cannot imagine the repercussions of such a heinous decision in a country like India. I know for a fact that there would have been complete breakdown of the judicial system with human rights activists and even the common people demanding answers, reference: the hullabaloo about Dhananjay Chatterjee’s execution.
Sometimes I think whatever it is; nobody in this country will be executed in accordance with the Islamic shariat or the religious practices of Hinduism or Judaism or Christianity. Living in a secular state is almost comforting because I know that if ever it is the case of an execution by law the decision has to be humane. Come to think of it our country upholds the voice of their citizens to a respectable measure. The people are a part of its legal and governing system, that I cannot deny. I actually am a proud citizen, not overlooking the short-comings or the loopholes.
Meanwhile my respects for Dilara, the only crime I find her guilty of is for being born in the wrong country. Rest in peace.
PS: I wonder if these blink-and-you’ll-miss-it articles are mere page fillers or does anybody really care.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Photographic memory they say?
Interesting it is when you think about why photographs become larger than the subject itself. Many a times, I’ve seen clicking pictures is all we’ve done at any meet up. So when you look back at what exactly you’ve tried to capture the answer’s obscurely warped and all you’ve actually captured is the event of clicking pictures itself at various different places in different times.
Capturing the present through a photograph for me, is to look back at those pictures and eventually remember something that’s not even in the picture, like what I said right before it was clicked or whose foot was getting crushed despite which they smiled and made a fuss later and so on.
Striking poses that are not remotely similar to what your confluence would otherwise suggest feels like a cheap gimmick only to make the outcome more interesting, that’s it, clicking pictures is like a sport of some kind, the more interesting poses you strike, the more interesting are the captions and most importantly the reactions.
Facebook has made pictures a window into the real lives of people as opposed to their e-self that everybody otherwise has access to. Its funny how one of the first things you look for, in a person’s profile is their pictures, almost like re-assuring yourself that this person actually exists and has a life and there’s proof!
When I look at old family albums with my Dad, he has a story for each picture, like when he took a trip with his friends to Kerala or when he and Ma just moved into our house or when he bought my cousin his first full-length trouser and clicked a picture to remember the day. Our pictures suddenly seem shallow, it’s not like every picture must have an important historical value but some sort of semblance of a memory worth keeping is what I’m asking for.
Despite all this analysis I know I’ll be the person to stick my tongue out and pose the moment the next person says- “Picture time!”
Ohh the irrefutable need to go with the flow
Capturing the present through a photograph for me, is to look back at those pictures and eventually remember something that’s not even in the picture, like what I said right before it was clicked or whose foot was getting crushed despite which they smiled and made a fuss later and so on.
Striking poses that are not remotely similar to what your confluence would otherwise suggest feels like a cheap gimmick only to make the outcome more interesting, that’s it, clicking pictures is like a sport of some kind, the more interesting poses you strike, the more interesting are the captions and most importantly the reactions.
Facebook has made pictures a window into the real lives of people as opposed to their e-self that everybody otherwise has access to. Its funny how one of the first things you look for, in a person’s profile is their pictures, almost like re-assuring yourself that this person actually exists and has a life and there’s proof!
When I look at old family albums with my Dad, he has a story for each picture, like when he took a trip with his friends to Kerala or when he and Ma just moved into our house or when he bought my cousin his first full-length trouser and clicked a picture to remember the day. Our pictures suddenly seem shallow, it’s not like every picture must have an important historical value but some sort of semblance of a memory worth keeping is what I’m asking for.
Despite all this analysis I know I’ll be the person to stick my tongue out and pose the moment the next person says- “Picture time!”
Ohh the irrefutable need to go with the flow
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
the big bang
Well here I am again, long time away eh?
Well it wasn’t therapeutic if that’s how hiatuses are meant to be. I’m out of the closet now so I might as well change my blog title and name and delete certain highly personal posts etc. etc.
Now onwards I will write about general stuff, how it affects me and how I in general affect the world.
Let’s catch up before that, while I was gone loads of things happened. Home underwent renovation which means I have a new room now, a “space” of my own for all kinds of shit that I want to do, a few people have actually read this blog and I can’t believe how embarrassing it was for me to give them the link, it’s some sort of step nevertheless.
The elections are coming up and I don’t have a voter’s id yet which means im not allowed to vote, it’s highly pissing off considering im 18 and very interested in politics.
This time it’s hard to say who will make it, I’m sure the congress is out for good with the steep increase in terror attacks during their run. Maybe the BJP considering its vote bank is very strong and somehow they are the most popular party in the opposition today.
Other smaller parties and independent candidates can keep dreaming, until and unless these biggies are fragmented and studied closely and the loopholes in their agenda are articulated nothing can stop them from coming to power.
Other than that, 1st year is nearly over; we just have theory papers and our study trip left, sad part being that my birthday is on the study trip I won’t be able to meet or see any of my friends or family which is a decided thing every birthday.
Ohh U2 released their new album last month and I’m so in love with it it’s so nice to hear them again will all new tracks and agenda. This album seems to portray the philosophy with which they’ve made music all their lives. Anyway it’s so good to hear bono again
All I’m looking forward to is the May vacation, away from college. Sometimes, you get overly exposed to college which might get annoying so yayie, sabbatical coming up!
Birthday is coming up too, yippee! It’s the best time of the year and I’m going berserk with my whole “I love my birthday” thing.
Whatever, I love my birthday
Other seemingly (to me) intellectual stuff will follow so hang around if you care enough
Greetings!
Well it wasn’t therapeutic if that’s how hiatuses are meant to be. I’m out of the closet now so I might as well change my blog title and name and delete certain highly personal posts etc. etc.
Now onwards I will write about general stuff, how it affects me and how I in general affect the world.
Let’s catch up before that, while I was gone loads of things happened. Home underwent renovation which means I have a new room now, a “space” of my own for all kinds of shit that I want to do, a few people have actually read this blog and I can’t believe how embarrassing it was for me to give them the link, it’s some sort of step nevertheless.
The elections are coming up and I don’t have a voter’s id yet which means im not allowed to vote, it’s highly pissing off considering im 18 and very interested in politics.
This time it’s hard to say who will make it, I’m sure the congress is out for good with the steep increase in terror attacks during their run. Maybe the BJP considering its vote bank is very strong and somehow they are the most popular party in the opposition today.
Other smaller parties and independent candidates can keep dreaming, until and unless these biggies are fragmented and studied closely and the loopholes in their agenda are articulated nothing can stop them from coming to power.
Other than that, 1st year is nearly over; we just have theory papers and our study trip left, sad part being that my birthday is on the study trip I won’t be able to meet or see any of my friends or family which is a decided thing every birthday.
Ohh U2 released their new album last month and I’m so in love with it it’s so nice to hear them again will all new tracks and agenda. This album seems to portray the philosophy with which they’ve made music all their lives. Anyway it’s so good to hear bono again
All I’m looking forward to is the May vacation, away from college. Sometimes, you get overly exposed to college which might get annoying so yayie, sabbatical coming up!
Birthday is coming up too, yippee! It’s the best time of the year and I’m going berserk with my whole “I love my birthday” thing.
Whatever, I love my birthday
Other seemingly (to me) intellectual stuff will follow so hang around if you care enough
Greetings!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
enthralled by the promises
so tomorrow i leave,
its slightly sad, but hope lies in the fact that the new year brings change, happy change, all around =)
i've finished three books in the past 2 weeks and i feel ecstatic, i love reading, its an experience that cannot be defined, it transports you elsewhere, where the only existence you're conscious of is that of your mind and you eyes, its like the rest of you isn't even there. i love feeling that way, conscious only of my mind.
i want to remain sane, not go mad with this vortex of emotions i somehow find myself experiencing all the time. its so wonderful to be human, to be blessed with the power to think and create. i dont know where im heading with this post, but whatever it is, the journey makes me happy, everything needn't be a state function, that's what architecture has taught me so far.
when im happy, i dont seem to need anybody, i should be happy all the time!
well anyway, ill just leave you with some sort of poetry i assume i'll be able to string together if i try.
the delirious flow of inspiration
left her breathless, suffocated with possibility
the tide within could evoke eternal flight
such was the pleasure
words always disappointed her
the need to define overwhelmed
the desire to manifest, invigourated
whoopsie-daisy
stone face loves her
its slightly sad, but hope lies in the fact that the new year brings change, happy change, all around =)
i've finished three books in the past 2 weeks and i feel ecstatic, i love reading, its an experience that cannot be defined, it transports you elsewhere, where the only existence you're conscious of is that of your mind and you eyes, its like the rest of you isn't even there. i love feeling that way, conscious only of my mind.
i want to remain sane, not go mad with this vortex of emotions i somehow find myself experiencing all the time. its so wonderful to be human, to be blessed with the power to think and create. i dont know where im heading with this post, but whatever it is, the journey makes me happy, everything needn't be a state function, that's what architecture has taught me so far.
when im happy, i dont seem to need anybody, i should be happy all the time!
well anyway, ill just leave you with some sort of poetry i assume i'll be able to string together if i try.
the delirious flow of inspiration
left her breathless, suffocated with possibility
the tide within could evoke eternal flight
such was the pleasure
words always disappointed her
the need to define overwhelmed
the desire to manifest, invigourated
whoopsie-daisy
stone face loves her
Thursday, November 27, 2008
piece of the wooden puzzle
i must write more often.
Designing is so much of a spontaneous, fun exercise that cannot for any to people mean the same thing. I was never a designer. I would never have been able to bear that responsibility of complete dependability on my creation.
This profession that I've chosen expects me to do the very same. The responsibility of designing something that is creatively satisfying, juicing out all my sense of aesthetics and practicality, something that is subjectively perfect, satisfying the needs of another human's existence and humanity on a larger scale, something that does not disturb the natural balance that exists in our environment and something that i can justify, love, respect and cherish like my child, my creation.
It will love me back as a parent, in the pleasure that i will feel each time i see it make a difference to each of the above mentioned aspects i so carefully would have taken into account as i designed it.
I have taken up this responsibility and i'm very well aware of the direction i must head in, without losing sight of the greater goal. I do not know what will work for me. I must be arrogant, selfish and possessive about my work, i must make it that much a part of me to feel that way. Some exercises i realize might retard my approach towards where i want to head, but mastering them will only make me better.
Making optimum use of naturally available resources will be one of my concerns, as will be the functionality and utility of the structure to fellow human beings.
*following paragraph was deleted for being highly cheesy and whimsical*
Designing is so much of a spontaneous, fun exercise that cannot for any to people mean the same thing. I was never a designer. I would never have been able to bear that responsibility of complete dependability on my creation.
This profession that I've chosen expects me to do the very same. The responsibility of designing something that is creatively satisfying, juicing out all my sense of aesthetics and practicality, something that is subjectively perfect, satisfying the needs of another human's existence and humanity on a larger scale, something that does not disturb the natural balance that exists in our environment and something that i can justify, love, respect and cherish like my child, my creation.
It will love me back as a parent, in the pleasure that i will feel each time i see it make a difference to each of the above mentioned aspects i so carefully would have taken into account as i designed it.
I have taken up this responsibility and i'm very well aware of the direction i must head in, without losing sight of the greater goal. I do not know what will work for me. I must be arrogant, selfish and possessive about my work, i must make it that much a part of me to feel that way. Some exercises i realize might retard my approach towards where i want to head, but mastering them will only make me better.
Making optimum use of naturally available resources will be one of my concerns, as will be the functionality and utility of the structure to fellow human beings.
*following paragraph was deleted for being highly cheesy and whimsical*
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
terror stricken lives
blogging not about myself can get a little unnerving at times, hence the hiatus.
They're on a rampage. killing people, bombing key areas, creating havoc and here we are all over again helpless, defenseless, just waiting for it all to get over.
I can't believe that while people are getting killed all we can hope for is for life to get back on track and for daily schedules to resume. We really are pretty darn insensitive, this day that we've been warned not to venture out is being treated like a holiday, a break.
I once told her, the one i love most dearly, we don't realize the magnitude of taking risks because we get away with them most of the time.
Life cannot be so ugly, will this too be forgotten just like the other incidents, we don't seem to be able to do anything about it anyway. Euphemistically, just wipe out this race. They won't let anybody survive, not even themselves.
What is achieved out of terrorizing innocent people is still a mystery. Where is the conscience? Is such sadism the only pleasure these sick minds feel?
I believe in God, where are you God? you cannot let so many of us kill each other.
May the force save us.
They're on a rampage. killing people, bombing key areas, creating havoc and here we are all over again helpless, defenseless, just waiting for it all to get over.
I can't believe that while people are getting killed all we can hope for is for life to get back on track and for daily schedules to resume. We really are pretty darn insensitive, this day that we've been warned not to venture out is being treated like a holiday, a break.
I once told her, the one i love most dearly, we don't realize the magnitude of taking risks because we get away with them most of the time.
Life cannot be so ugly, will this too be forgotten just like the other incidents, we don't seem to be able to do anything about it anyway. Euphemistically, just wipe out this race. They won't let anybody survive, not even themselves.
What is achieved out of terrorizing innocent people is still a mystery. Where is the conscience? Is such sadism the only pleasure these sick minds feel?
I believe in God, where are you God? you cannot let so many of us kill each other.
May the force save us.
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