Pebbles...

Everytime someone returns from "phoren"..esp if he is a bachelor ..he gets asked the most famous question .."pssst ..did u do it?" Well I have gotten asked that question a lot of times and in a lot of ways ..so i a way this is my cumulative "NO" to them... Why? Well lots of things maybe.. First of all "phoren" isnt one big harem of half naked nymphomaniacs. Its a normal country where "doing" it isnt actually on top priority of gals(sadly thats the case in India too) Secondly although there are joints and outlets..I could never find the time ..as half of weekends I was working for extra money and the other half I blew that money on travelling Europe..so where was the money to "do it" commercially.... And thirdly and most surprisingly somehow that didnt strike me as priority number one. But all those questions made me think about the kind of misconceptions people have about "phoren" gals. I have had the fortune of frei...

I generally do not bother with what people do or behave like as long as they stay away from me. I am not a very social animal and I am happy that way..but what gets my goat is when people disrespect my time and privacy. Dude, there is a space where you exist ..do not over step them or you shall be thrown out (as they say in Navy Act "with disgrace") . Now thinking of such people I have come to a conclusion that this habit of utter disrespect for the other human beings time or privacy comes with a host of other sndromes . This is also the same category of people who think that by closing their eyes the world stops noticing them. The same category of people sometime also are so delusional that they are convinced that when they do "good" deeds there should be instant gratification while the "bad" deeds they do somehow are not quite bad to warrant punishment... Now thats not quite a bad logic when you apply it in your life...It becomes a slight problem when y...

Of late i have had this terrible urge to paint. And I say terrible because its something that i dont want to do now...I have exams now and painting is something i dont want to do. I dont want to lay out my paints and again fold them back..and my single cabin doesnt give me that luxury of a separate studio where i can leave my paints lying around.. So what to do...i cant stop...and this bloddy thing is in my head saying "paint paint paint.." ...I have hit upon a solution.. Pencil sketches and ink washes...no hassles. And I am loving it... Corollary..: The best part is that now no longer I am afraid to take on any subject..I just draw it..good bad ugly..I try to be true. For me now I dont want a "beautiful" painting .I just want it to be as true as real to the reality it represents. This simple fact has somehow made me happy in a way i never was ...Now i am thinking why did I waste my time to try create beautiful paintings ..I shud have tried to do "honest"...