Thursday, April 30, 2009


I just bought Haldiram's and started eating as I browsed the net and can't stop eating again.

Great. How easy is addiction.

treating blog like a diary

Good morning. Heh. I feel lame doing this, treating blog like a diary. In a Logo Presentation at class, on documenting how many logos I come across in any ten minutes of my day, I put in the logo of Facebook, Deviantart and Blogger among all others. For Facebook I pathetically commented I am not addicted and for Blogger, I commented For millions of losers who think that their voices matter in all the noise. I knew or I didn't know that I was talking about myself, I wonder.... hmmm....

Ok. now that apologies and excuses are done for. Getting on with now and today.

Been working on a logo for Good Dog Training School. Quite a fun brief I have to say. I won't mind making logos like this and getting paid.

Ok, this is not my diary btw.


I have been staring at the blank space where I am supposed to type out my new blog. I been keeping myself busy googling for 'fringes' and then opening adobe illustrator and then Restaurant City and then msn.
Nothing to blog about. I feel silly letting out too much somehow. Or lets just say I am not in the writing mood now. I'm just happy doing what I'm doing. And thinking of a smiley book.
(a big smiley)

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

"No Sardars in the Punjab team," Raj quips.

Raj (my flatmate) sits and watch his dear home city Calcutta's IPL team battle with Punjab Royals (or whatever) with almost a religious allegiance. It is funny. He says that the Calcutta team has only two players from Calcutta. Its business, I tell him. All business, i repeat here. But thats the fun of life isn't it. Have fun doing business. A good business convinces people that it is more fun than livelihood. Convinces people that fun is all that matters when under the surface, below the skin, it is all stark damn business. You can either be cynical about it and stand on the sidelines and comment against business and money and talk about fun for fun sake and not for money, or you can join in the rat race. It's a rat race, and I believe that it is the only race on, so you don't have much choice. Either sit out or join. I just think cynicism is no longer in.
"No Sardars in the Punjab team," Raj quips.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009


somewhere between night and dawn her voice awakes my sense.
sometime between sleep and dreams her hair fans the cool.

and let it be.

its just sick how much posers we are. i think the only solution is to accept this fact. and let it be.

Thursday, April 16, 2009


Everyone on earth now claims to be different and unique, claims to be profound and deep and meaningful in their thinking and interactions with others. what is so treasured in being profound is all rubbish now. brown turns grey. leather fades away. elegance to old age.

not all negative though, because the more it is taken away, the more it is filled in replacement.

what is the point of talking above the heads of other people just for the heck of it, just because we can... (like i am doing now) not to mean anything but just because i feel like it. whats the point of talking in languages comprehensible only by no one.

see. this just doesn't make any sense.