Need to get back.....

Phew!!!! what a journey its been since the day i returned to Bangalore15 months back- a non-stop rollercoaster ride- both on professional as well as personal front. My goodness- am i not even able to recollect what all i have been through..seems so much has happened in last 15 months, and nothing at all has happened prior to Apr 2007. I realise that there was hardly any time for me to stand still and stare,,something which i used to do in abundance and at will, in the last 5 years...seems have just lost that whole time vacuum, which i love indulging in,,,and strongly feel- extremely necessary for my intellectual development....
I hate to classified under the group- which always whines...'life is busy, have no time for all these....', but frankly thats what my line has been , since the day i set foot back to my room in Malleswaram. Now is the honest attempt to actually, get back to the same groove- finding time for myself..get back to blogging my life, my thoughts- get the creativity lying dormant in my fingers- get back to all those things which were a part of my routine- ex-apr 07- though, i very well acknowlegdge, that i have travelled too far, in too little time.

REPUBLIC DAY 4

1730- Forcibly got up though wanted to sleep again. A cup of hot Nescafe, finally stirred me up. Tried calling a couple of friends- to quench the urge to ‘speak’- but lucky guys- one was with her parents, the other in a theatre with his wife, and the other shopping with his kid. Ah!!Ironically felt happy at the fact, that everyone around was enjoying.
Spent couple more hours on Design. One hour went in the preparation of Sabudana Khicdi, another FIRST preparation. It turned out good- except for some extra oil. Again, company of Floyd while dining, imparted some satisfaction. A ‘what are you doing’ call from Sandip Tapadia, Pune- was a nice break. Spent one hour on the Newspaper too…
Design kept me busy for another 3 hours. Finally hit the pillow at one in the night.
DIDN’T EVEN STEP OUT OF THE HOUSE

Summary: Holiday = SLEEP+EAT+READ+DESIGN+SLEEP
Thanked god!!!!

Republic Day 3

Still an hour to go for brunch, decided to work on Cheeku’s concept. Kept doodling, though nothing happened, I managed to pass the time.
Lunch time, well !! Khicdi was the thing in my mind. Yet again, I tried the Cooker-cooking and yet again I failed miserably (15th time I guess) - with the rice sticking on to the bottom. After the appropriate curses, I settled down for my lunch. It was the setting, which help me tide over the failure bruises- Afternoon, Lunch with Floyd on my laptop, whatelse would this humble soul ask. Lunch was followed by large slices of Chocolate chips ice-cream. Two chapters from Malgudi Days- Naga and Selvi- lullabied me for a well deserved siesta.

Republic Day 2

The previous night, managed to get some cartons from my breakfast hotel nearby. What I made out of them is shown in the photo. Key to the photo (B- Briefs, V- Vests, S- Socks, H- Hankies). After an hour with the cardpaper, glue, scale and cutter (didn’t I miss architecture), I was at some unexplainable peace with myself. All the while, I was accompanied by some Great music on my lap.

Republic Day

The day was, I term as a ‘perfect Goa holiday’!! Well Not the beach, but at the house. A phone call (from a prospective Landscape Contractor, seeking directions to our construction site), spiked me to wake up at 0945 hrs. A couple more attempts to get back to my dreamy world, failed. And, I resigned myself to the day. The ambience in and around the house was the same. Birds (The cock family already at work) chirping, an occasional but periodic ‘meow’ from the cat, Sun rays beating strongly on the bed, as if mocking at the frosted glass pane, meant to ‘cut-off’ the sunlight and not to mention swift cold winter currents, fleeting from various opening in the house ( the rigdes, the slits etc). The feel was too perfect for a slow, lethargic day. The first thing, I started, kept me busy for an hour. During which, I decided to go in for a brunch than a breakfast. My accessory clothings were in a state of mess (disorganized) since quite some time- given the fact that I have only one almirah for all the storage purposes. Clothes have an almost ‘Tresspassers will be prosecuted’ feel, in the almirah, where books are the customary rulers. The need to organize my necessary clothing was nagging for some time now.

A RAINFOREST

It was on the 26th of November 2006, we decided to visit this little unknow place called DOODHSAGAR FaLLS near Goa.

Prashanth in goa

Hi folks, yes me back, after a self imposed sabbatical. Feels good to be back, and myself. My good'ol'friend Prashanth, had come down to Goa, for an inter-job break. It was great fun, visited the best of restaurants in S Goa- Martins, Peppers, Kokani etc etc. On the last day of the vacation, I took him and my new roommate vijay, to this cool place, known as a HILLSTATION or 3 Kings chapel, a real adventurous detour off the road to the airport, from where u can see miles and miles of open sea, with millions of coconut trees edging the beach. Its impossible to even imagine that the worlds best resorts with innumerable foreigners are down there. absoutely no hint of civilisation. The day ended with the famed picture perfect Goan sunset amidst local crowd in Colva............

My office Space

A snapshot of my office space. Have tried to customise as much as possible. A styrofoam coffee cup into my pen stand with my initials. My business card deconstructed to give identiy to my table-drawer. Also take a look at the colors used in the office,,,jhataak goan look