Thursday, November 23, 2006

Low Tech

I have so many thoughts in my mind when I log on to blogger, but just when its time to pen things down, I become tongue tied.I wonder if it just happens with me or what, but curiously I am the "starting-out-with-a-blank-sheet" kind of a person(pun unintended).And I am yet not so comfortable with technology,for example, in all my group meetings , when all the group mates are typing furiously, I 'd be in one corner scribbling something on a piece of 'Papyrus 2006'(also I am a little finicky about the ink that I use, it has to be black ink,no ball point pens for me please !)I can think better on a blank sheet of paper is what I have firmly held over these years, it does work for me.
I also feel strongly against reading from the computer screen, I don't know how people do it but I for sure know that I would never be able to read any e-book in my entire freaking life.And I would never want to for that matter.I remember how I used to shudder those readings for class in soft copy, there's no fun, one can't even underline:( .Same goes for e-papers, for some reason I can't sit with it for hours and hours like I did with Sunday Times ,(long long ago).Its distracting to read a newspaper when a hundred l'il boxes are blinking from here and there.In short my attention span with such electronic media is very low, and is going down by the day.

More often than not technology does make one's life simpler, and I use it like so extensively without even realising it, but for reading a writing I am better of without it.Really I don't see my kids spending their childhood reading Enid Blyton's from their comps,thank you very much.There are some things that go well with technology and there are some which for the time being better be left to themselves.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Lo'rrr've and all

I am neck deep in the preparation for Sankalp 2006, the annual play at college.I have been missing meals for it , if that is any indicator of the level of my commitment.(of course that is not bereft of my own vested interests,that of blah blah and blah.)It has engrossed me so much because this is where two 'loves' of my life, Theatre and Fashion converge.And Brand management is the jealous mistress.I wish i find a job like that.

I am following the beaten track, they caught me in post graduation.Not very long ago, I mean after twelfth I wrote the NIFT exam and cleared it, but was discouraged to take it up , 'coz parents thought it was not 'propah' enough ,or serious enough for a profession.I had to give my lo'rr've up.I find solace in the fact that I did not take up engineering(very much against my parents heartfelt wishes).But what was engineering's loss came to be management's gain.And part of it is me.I played it safe,by not venturing into designing that is.We all want to be safe isn't it, so did I.It seemed to be a gamble then.But i really wanted to be so many things , apart from an MBA,and what is an MBA. It is a degree after all. You don't even become an MBA, like say you become a Doctor.So what do you become, moolah chasers?I did it for several reasons I bet.

'Bali' by Girish Karnad, the renowned Indian playwright, writer,Actor , is the play for which I am designing the costumes. The scale of the play is larger than any other event at MICA ,except for MICANVAS.Its so much activity packed in the month of November.But what is worth mentioning is the passion , the gusto with which all MICA works towards it.It starts in the weather when you start feeling a slight nip in the air and goes up to the point where its spine-chilling cold.Undoubtedly it is the best time of the year for reasons more than one.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

So long..

I tried to do a lot of stuff before resorting to this....like watched a movie and a half,cleaned my room,sorted out stuff on my comp,defragmented it,made a long playlist of songs I'd listen to while going to sleep,checked orkut,micamail(deleted all the spam from the poor l'il infested inbox),gmail,yahoomail....read the newspaper...

I am just not used to being idle,or lets put it like that, I am not used to having time for myself...today in days and days ...i had the night to myself...did not have any pending assignments,rehearsals for some play,a proposal to draft or a paper to write.

But the playlist is repeating itself now...

Ok its kinda weird ,like abrupt and all but wtf , its my blog...

soooo.....

I'm glad to go,I cannot tell a lie. I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly. The sun has gone to bed and so must I So long, farewell, auf wiedersehn, goodbye,Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye!