split personality

the other half

vacansopapurosophobia

vacansopapurosophobia: the blank paper

i think tonight i came over the fear of the blank paper, the plain white paper that kept starring at me for such a long time. finally i managed to scratch, stain and kill the white paper. i don't want to tell people how long this fear had been ridding on my shoulder. i guess some people who know me, know it well. for the rest it was a long gap.

reflections

things which are beautiful remain beautiful, even after some distortion and they make other things look interesting by their aura. yesterday i tried looking at some insignificant objects under the glory of jama masjid. and as i said jama masjid made everything else look interesting and beautiful. took a walk from the chandni chowk metro station to jawahar hotel. and on my way i kept collecting pictures of various objects with reflection of the mosque on them. even a small puddle in chawri bazaar jumped into life with the reflection of the spire of the masjid.




the junk of a spare part dealer started making artistic sense once i saw the reflection in a horn hanging there. the upturned mirror got lit by the magic of the mosque.



once in that area almost every where you can see the aura of that mosque, it's deeple embedded in every nook and corner of shahjahanabad. just that one needs to have the will and intention to see it.





surely for the past few centuries the mosque must have been enlightening people by reflecting in their day to day lives.

view from 15th floor Global Business Park, Gurgaon

Hope

Hope: after two months of working in this place I just realised that there is still some hope. Hope for the body copy to survive, hope for the malnourished ad to get enriched with a dose of finely crafted body copy. Two months since I joined I have been working on ads without bullet pointed copy. That’s like the speck of light in the other side of the dark tunnel.

let people die of comfort.
i'm planning to live long.