Not that easy, but it isn't hard either..

Warli painting

They say .. 

 Where there's life, there's hope.

So me thinks..

When you have a blog, there's always scope! ;-)

Not going to be a regular blogger now, but I shall keep my blog alive by posting my paintings once in a while (that's the plan!). I started this blog with so much enthusiasm and made up my mind to make some time for it (umm...was also pushed to do so relentlessly by my close friends).

Ooooh, and I hope India wins today!!!!!

Other uses of knives

## An attempt to keep this blog alive and also my first entry for wordless wednesday.

V for Virus!

2 months ago, I had the virus attack. This time it was my laptop. First. Then the PC. Then my office PC. It ended there. I honestly felt like the carrier. One of my colleagues tried to do some fixes and even the anti-virus got infected (or so he said, I am blissfully unaware and hopefully I can survive that way). So at work I had to get the IT dept. to fix my machine & at home, I had to bribe my brother to restore my system. The former was easier than the latter :-/

While all this was happening and much more, I did a Tanjore painting. This time I attempted a really big one. It took me 2 months to finish. Since the faces are small, I doubt you can see clearly.. Also this is a picture I took on my really ancient mobile phone! I got the picture from this site.

                                               

Just to add to what the painting is about, the Kurukshetra war between Kauravas & Pandavas forms the climax of the Indian-Hindu epic Mahabharat. The war was fought for the Hastinapura throne in Kurukshetra, Haryana, India. Before the war, Arjuna (Pandava prince) faces a moral dilemma about fighting his own kith and kin (Kauravas are his cousins). Lord Krishna (as his charioteer) elaborates his various duties and responsiblities as a warrior. This discourse forms the Hindu scripture, Bhagavad Gita. In this picture, the blue-bodied God is Lord Krishna. 

That was the gist for those who have no clue about the Gita or 'updesham' (advice). To know more, wiki is quite exhaustive and covers most aspects of the story :-)

Autobiography of a disgruntled occupant in my wardrobe

I belong to a girl who bought me very reluctantly. Most of my time is spent wondering when my next sighting will be. I am totally at her mercy. I expire soon so most of my brothers and sisters who are already stocked up wait in anticipation only to end up lost, confused and desolate like me. At times the wait seems worth it as I am an adornment for very special occasions. I am akin to a prized possession. I am allowed to meet only some close friends and family. Most of the people she interacts with on a day-to-day basis don't even know about my existence in her life. They believe its all hearsay! Here's an open confession. I can't understand females I tell you - One would actually be excused for thinking I make her look revolting! Truth be told, she revels in all the attention she gets thanks to the new dimension I add to her personality. Yet for most of the time, I am swimming in my own thoughts and private world. Unfair I scream.

 

            Apart from these vexing quirks, my owner is generally amiable so I don't give her a hard time when she uses me.I am blessed with such good care that at times I can't believe my own good luck. Nothing to do on most days but a comfortable home and hearth (I did mention I was confused so stay with me on my roller-coaster emotions when it comes to my owner). I expose a whole new world and make people look nice usually, but my owner feels thoroughly exposed when she uses me. Thank goodness I come in pairs and I ain't alone in this. Misery needs company. I have only one complaint with life as such. My competitor (alternative in this case) is drab , boring and doesn't get heads turning unlike me .. but alas! This thought sometimes churns the insides of my stomach and burns a hole in my heart. 

        The day isn't far when I might drown in the same solution she uses to clean me,  shrieking in between gasps for all to hear  "So long , and thanks for all the fish" !!!!!! 

- Bausch & Lomb contact lenses

p.s. -  By the way, I do use glasses regularly but my lenses aren't as ignored as I made it out to be. So this attempt at  creative writing is simply my relentless effort to impress all you nice readers out there.

An anti-jinx for things blue or pink!

                                                 

As a woman,have you ever wanted or done stuff that isn't typical of your gender 

UmaS, evanescentthoughts ,  gils (as an afterthought ;) ) and Reflections tagged me to list some of my sins (as an answer to the above question).  Nearly every blog I read has a list ready & published. I have nothing new, novel or different to add. I mean, as a girl how many things could you have done that boys generally do? Not much in my case. I did grow up playing more with GI-Joes, He-Man etc but the girl in me surfaced every time. I made my mom stitch clothes for GI-Joes. I turned a teacher & would take classes for them, beat them, punish them etc.  I confess that I did my best once to dress up as a Gangster on "mawali day" during my graduation days. I was called a 'cute mawali'. The mawali in me died an instant death but the girl in me was .. blooming !! ;-)  I am an Engineer who cannot fix equipments at home (Since I studied Electronics, changing tube lights and bulbs don't count). I can drive but I am sure I will need help to change punctured tyres. I have a poor sense of direction but I can tell you the exact location of every store in Forum mall with precision. In short, I am not as feminine as Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde but I'm not a dude by any stretch of imagination :-)

Anyway, what hasn't been written that I can write here ? I read the tag several times , scratched my head over and over and suddenly saw a light at the end of the sinning tunnel. Instead of what I've done, I'm making a list of things I always wanted but had to forgo thanks to my gender. Tada.. I can now do this tag whenever I am stuck for topics to blog. Of course it is a never-ending list. Make no mistake, I love being female and all that, but there's some amount of mystery involved being someone you never can be. I'll cut the rest of my crap for now and reveal my list -- 

^^ Sport a french beard --  On most men, it looks so hot (words fail me)!!! Have you observed every ullu & lallu also starts looking distinguished whenever they grow one :-) Not implying anything. Just saying.

^^ Be a rock band member - You might disagree with me but there's definitely something about a man who can bray his lungs out and play the guitar like his fingers are going to bleed.

^^ Go someplace exotic alone (or with just 1 very close friend) - Women might be storming men's domains, but I still maintain that it is still very much a man's world out there. Not really possible for a lady to take off to Marseilles on a whim. But no one would really mess with a man. If you've read the book Motorcycle Diaries by Ernesto 'Che' Guevara, you'll know exactly what I mean by a tour of this kind!


^^ Crew cut - I LOVE short hair. Real short. It makes me very envious when I see women with short hair and carrying it off comfortably. No one (mom or grandma or dad) has ever stopped me from sporting short hair, but it simply doesn't suit me. I once got my hair cut very very short (barely till my ears). I couldn't do anything with it but put a few pins to keep it in place. But you see, even before I stepped out of my house, my hair would be all over my face! It was too much 'maintenance effort' & I gave up. Even now I secretly yearn for short hair but one look at that old photograph of me with dishevelled hair and I'll instantly re-arrange my thoughts. 


^^ Join Indian Army or Air Force - I have short-sightedness so don't tell me I can enrol even now. I don't have the same enthusiasm to join the Services and attend to books or make journal entries. It isn't the same somehow. So I wish I was guy (one with good eyesight, tall and handsome) and I could be an Air Commodore or Wing Commander or Lieutenant. Sigh. 


^^ Dine with Salma Hayek / Sushmita Sen - No need to clarify I presume! 


Done and dusted. I am quite sure my sins include straying away as far as possible from the tag. When I re-read it does sound like a list of 'If I were a guy, I would..' !! Oh well. I seriously did not know how best to tackle this tag and thus, kept it as short as I could lest I invite a barrage of 'you-got-it-all-wrong' comments! :-) It isn't a story of wanting to deliberately try something different. The idea struck and I didn't think all that much.  


I need to tag 12 others. If you don't do it, the rules state you are cursed to wear pink slippers (if you're male) and blue pants(if you're female).  I didn't mind the blue pants, but a curse (however mild) sounds dangerous ;-) You can take your pick!

Insignia

Shruthi

Vimmuuu

Shilpa

SG

Arkansas Patti

sonal ( wanna try? )

nivedithasperceptions

Choco

vineetasdiary

Rajlakshmi

Hari