Read another brilliant book by Tom Robbins.
He's the best!
Morality comes from culture.
Culture comes from climate.
Climate comes from geography.
Tada!
Before this book I was reading 'In evil hour' By Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
And now I'm back to my favourite late night companion. Calvin and Hobbes!
Monday, April 16
Saturday, April 14
A little secret
A little secret I share with you.
A fortnight back I went to the ATM to withdraw some cash and left my old paint brushes there.
Purposely.
I didn't want to throw them and I had no use for them. So I left them there thinking someone would pick them up and use them.
Then yesterday I went to my bank. While I was filling out some papers, the guard from the ATM came up to me and said, he'd kept my paint brushes safely.
I have never spoken with the guard before.
It felt beautiful to be recognised.
And remembered as the girl who left her paint brushes!
So I smiled at hime.
My secret was out.
I told him why I'd left my brushes there on purpose.
He was a bit confused.
So I asked him to give the brushes to his children.
Lovely day, yesterday.
Lovely city, Ahmedabad, thank you for being so good to me.
A fortnight back I went to the ATM to withdraw some cash and left my old paint brushes there.
Purposely.
I didn't want to throw them and I had no use for them. So I left them there thinking someone would pick them up and use them.
Then yesterday I went to my bank. While I was filling out some papers, the guard from the ATM came up to me and said, he'd kept my paint brushes safely.
I have never spoken with the guard before.
It felt beautiful to be recognised.
And remembered as the girl who left her paint brushes!
So I smiled at hime.
My secret was out.
I told him why I'd left my brushes there on purpose.
He was a bit confused.
So I asked him to give the brushes to his children.
Lovely day, yesterday.
Lovely city, Ahmedabad, thank you for being so good to me.
Wednesday, April 11
Tuesday, April 3
Ouch
I decided last night, to be cheerful today.
Then the nasty bird-brained pigeons decided to spoil things.
One sat in my bathroom all night long. I tried to make it fly out but it refused. Tucked it's little foot under its belly and was snug.
This morning I opened all the windows so it would fly out. About fifteen minutes later I heard some cacophony. Saw there were not one but three pigeons in my bathroom!
Then my friend came by for some work. I put him to work at once! Gave him a broom tied to a long stick. He crouched on top of the WC and saw not just three pigeons but also some eggs!
He was brave and shooed the pigeons away. Normally they fly around from one room to the other but this time they flew right out of the windows.
I had to clean the whole place up, it was stinking of pigeon shit.
But you see, I'm happy now that the pigeons have gone and I'm trying to be cheerful again.
Then the nasty bird-brained pigeons decided to spoil things.
One sat in my bathroom all night long. I tried to make it fly out but it refused. Tucked it's little foot under its belly and was snug.
This morning I opened all the windows so it would fly out. About fifteen minutes later I heard some cacophony. Saw there were not one but three pigeons in my bathroom!
Then my friend came by for some work. I put him to work at once! Gave him a broom tied to a long stick. He crouched on top of the WC and saw not just three pigeons but also some eggs!
He was brave and shooed the pigeons away. Normally they fly around from one room to the other but this time they flew right out of the windows.
I had to clean the whole place up, it was stinking of pigeon shit.
But you see, I'm happy now that the pigeons have gone and I'm trying to be cheerful again.
Tuesday, March 27
Wooden Nickels
I've been back from home for a week today. And I've never felt so uninspired. There's a lot of work to be done but just so little inspiration.
So today i woke up late, made myself a pot of chai and sat down to work. First on P's film script and then I began to paint and draw the storyboard from the animation project I'm working on now. Then it came back, this silly thing called inspiration.
I think I found it in the flourescent paints I picked up from the shop. They cost me 20 rupees.
My math is bad but I can calculate this little piece of information well.
Bought a big white topped, old wooden table and an old wooden chair from the Sunday market. It's lovely. I'm going to paint the chair red and the table legs some other colour soon. Fun!
So today i woke up late, made myself a pot of chai and sat down to work. First on P's film script and then I began to paint and draw the storyboard from the animation project I'm working on now. Then it came back, this silly thing called inspiration.
I think I found it in the flourescent paints I picked up from the shop. They cost me 20 rupees.
My math is bad but I can calculate this little piece of information well.
Bought a big white topped, old wooden table and an old wooden chair from the Sunday market. It's lovely. I'm going to paint the chair red and the table legs some other colour soon. Fun!
Friday, March 23
Friday, March 16
Wednesday, March 14
Sunday, March 11
Govinda
He paid no attention to me the first day.
Ran away shyly the second day.
Was fascinated by the oval bird I drew for
him the third day.
Painted lots of things on the wall on the fourth day.
Tuesday, March 6
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