When people say something, stop and wonder why they would say something like that.
The simplest sounding sentences are rooted deep.

Realisation # 563

No matter how well you say it, someone else has said it better.

78%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?
From D's blog I found a quiz that reveals that I'm 78% addicted to blogging. Its true, I must admit. I knew it. I tried... but all I could do amounts to 22% thats how much I live. 22% !
22% with 10% of my brain. I must be genius! But these people are saying we don't use only 10% of our brain. Decide guys!

The website which has revealed the state of my condition also claims that my blog is WANTED dead or alive (?) for the SUCCULENT TORTURE of a DASHING SEA URCHIN with a price of 2300$ ooooh! even though I failed this one...

They say
There are about 2,786,280 germs on your (my) keyboard right now!
That's equivalent to the number of germs on 557 toilet seats.

But that's okay as long as my blog is


This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

• death (2x)
• sexy (1x)

Be very very careful... it's in the air these days.
your truly,
sniff sniff wipe wipe.
ps: Sexy Sharma if you still exist in the blogging world do you remember the communication skills class poem I wrote in the first year? Sniff sniff, wipe wipe ?

Of life and death yet again

Flickr is evil. First they make a very clean and organised website, link it to your yahoo email address. Then they go on and make it even more user friendly. Of course there is a catch. I'm a firm believer of the philosophy that there is always a catch. They give you a limit of 200 photos. I have reached 196. I want to click and upload more photos... I'm addicted... I... must... must... upload... aaaaaaa!

Flickr is evil. They want me to pay. Why? The photos are mine. And not some chutta paisa Rs. 1500! All the other photos are owned by other people. The bloody site runs on our photos, else who would want to randomly keep clicking a bunch of links(exceptions: self proclaimed linkophile). Why should I pay, tell me! They should be paying me for sharing my wisdom with the rest of the world. A valuable page from my journal on their site without any royalty and other such stuff I don't know much about but can profit from.

When will mankind learn to respect art and genius... and me!
Flickr is evil.

All monetary inputs, old vintage cars, heroic acts of kindness are gladly welcome.

My bank account details.

This is the dedication the new journal begins with. On the left is the postcard waiting to be sent to Razoo in Nepal.
This is a page I did to list musicians in India who play the Sarangi and Basuri for my next to trip to Landmark the mall. You can't randomly invest Rs. 350 into a cd with a man and an instrument on the cover. This is my research.A doodle for my favourite poem. Somewhere I have never travelled- e.e. cummings. You should try making a poem a doodle its tough and no way on the lines of complete but a unique imagination exercise. The image of the man looking at the girl on a bicycle is the only non consumable/ perishable material birthday gift I got this year- others included a movie show - Transformers, a dinner, entry to Birju Maharaj's Kathak production and of course free wine.
This was done at the Pondicherry stall at Dastkaar mela. Illustrations of a hammock. But they feel like today. Its a lazy Saturday.
This is my attempt at the drawing the Beatles. I did 18 faces yesterday and I think this is the closest I got to Lenon.Work in progress. For the interested, more effort visible on flickr.

I wanted to post these but have not much to say about them.
so...
signing out,
uninspired

Refill confetti in your bean bag day!

You have no idea how it feels to gently move your foot over a bed of confetti...

till of course you've done that.
the day is however only a quick make up by Chamko Rani version Fri, Sep 7, 2007.

Fame is here!

After a fantabulous weekend at the Chitrakala Parishad Dastkaar Mela -
Making illustrations for business card of Pondicherry stall man, learning beaded flowers from Uttar Pradesh stall women, posing for photographs, conversing in Dilli ki Hindi and doing Tarot readings for Dayaal the Rajasthan stall guy who gave me half his shop as fee... I have got myself a little place in 4D womans magazine's September issue.

Oh ...These kids at the festival were simply adorable. They fumbled with their performance but nothing could be more gorgeous than their shy smiles.

The 4D womans magazine article is about women bloggers and I have a little picture and quotes on blogging and my philosophy of it all. I'd like to put up the scans but it would be nice if you go pick up a copy, cut my picture and quotes out, frame them and forcibly make everyone see it. wuhahahahaha!

yours truly,
miss modest.

scans shall show up on the blog when the magazine sales have reached a few million

We may intend things to be different but the consequences whether good or bad are inevitable. There are things that can be forgiven and things that can be forgotten. I don't want to make mistakes that need to be forgotten.

happy birthday

I'm so happy I could drag a man to death today. Just because I'm happy. Yes. Do we need a real reason?