I am an Artist too

How do you feel when you are the only Indian among a group of Chinese…. And you don’t know the language….. Yes! You feel Lost  Same was the feel when friends around me started sketching and posting their works in CAG while I kept gazing as to whats going on 

They sketched beautifully and would discuss among them the enhancements that could be done… I would simply keep looking quietly (Yes, quietly) like the kid who just flips the newspapers to see photos without knowing the content 

I didn’t know why but somehow I made up my mind that drawing is not my cup of tea… Though I was a Biology student in schooling and had sketched many cockroaches , intestines, etc  Still… I felt “May be I can’t draw anymore” 

But somehow I hated this “I can’t draw” notion in my mind. All of a sudden, yesterday, I took a sheet and decided “Am gonna Draw… Let me try…”.

I took a simple pic and started… I took a pencil (the pencil that was lying untouched in my cupboard), I unearthed an eraser and a sharpner from a bag that I didn’t touch after my schooling  My dad and mom gave me weird looks when they saw me collecting and searching things like in a Treasure hunt  Atlast, I announced ‘Artist at work… Don’t disturb’. The maid at my house dutifully cleaned my table and helped me set the things (an A4 paper, pencil, eraser and sharpner ) 

After an hour of busy sketching….

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Meet ‘SQUEEKY’ … The squirrel that was born out of my creation  SQUEEKY is a naughty squirrel who has this mischievous look after getting his nut from somewhere 

No No… Am not gonna bombard CAG with my arts… Wonders happen just once  

I just tried sketching to prove myself that, when tried, anything is possible and I shouldn’t decide that I can’t without trying 

And yeah, most important…. Yipppeeeee! Am an artist too  

Do I really Know You?

I don’t know how many of them would have watched this Bru ad starring Karthi and kajal Agarwal…. The theme of the ad is “Get to know your dear ones over a cup of coffee “.

Its so apt… How many of us know(in the sense…. really know) about our near and dear ones? First of all do we spend time with people around us? The interaction has almost become zero…Its come to a situation where our lives are confined to the screen and the issues before us… We have started knowing more about applications, gadgets and stuffs rather than the real people. ‘Lets talk over a cuppa coffee’ is now the words of monitor… We prefer getting cups to desk and telling cheers to the system 

Few of my friends remark as and when they see my post… “I didn’t know this about you till I saw the post ” The worst will be that, that friend would have known me from my college 

I do this making friends thing wherever I go… Similarly, during my first day of hostel, when people were busy crying, I was busy consoling them (though even I was new  ) and introducing myself  After that I don’t know how… gangs started coming into place… People got confined to their gangs for lunch, tea, dinner etc (I was no exception)  So when my friend introduces somebody and says “this person studied in our col only”. I’ll give a blank look which would clearly give out “Really?”… It would be even more embarassing to say I don’t know the person when he/she says “Hey I’ve seen you in col…. I know you” 

So why am I starting this suddenly… Few days back I saw a girl in my building… It rang a bell like I’ve seen her somewhere… After a deep photo matching that my brain did, we (my brain and me) decided that the girl used to travel in the same bus during acadamy and would mostly land up sitting together. She was standing alone in the pantry, so I went to her, smiled and asked “hey hi… You did your training in ASV?” She was like “yeah… we went in same bus” and walked off… I was a bit irritated as she couldn’t even reply a hi for a courtesy sake too… Leave “hi” not even a smile  Similarly, when there was no seat in the bus, thanks to my making friends everywhere nature… I had friends who immediately adjusted and made a 2 seater, a 3 seater for me  But the girl who got in, in the next stop, had to stand for the entire journey. None even bothered to even move a muscle and ask her for courtesy sake. I always offer to adjust , when I find people standing…cos its a long journey… and of course we all work under the same roof 

This attitude made me realise the value and consideration for each  other is fast decreasing… Its high time we realise we are humans and not machines!

I really don’t know how many of us would clear the test if there was a question to list the names of  the people in their bay. Do we know everybody, around us, with whom we spend more than 9hrs a day, by their names ? 

When I got into a share auto, I realised that I have gone in that share auto more than thrice… The driver also felt me to be familiar He asked… “CTS dhana ma” (CTS only right? ) I felt it good that he remembered me (without me wearing my id) among his 100 passengers that he sees everyday… I acknowledged “Kalakkarenga anna… Sema memory power” (Superb bro! U have great memory) which immediately made the tensed auto driver brighten with a 100 whatt smile… Though people around me threw that Be-professional look… I felt good to have acknowledged it 

Well, I just wanted to say lets be human… Lets just find time to interact with people around us  Who knows there might be a Bill Gates, or Sunitha Williams sitting with us… Just get to know people, we have lots to learn and know about and from each one 

Weekly Random Thoughts

Many asked me why don’t I post anything on Sunday like I used to do before… So somehow, I made up my mind to post today… As soon as I thought about posts… My dear Brain flooded me with ideas (Previous post worked on it  ) which were no way related to each other 

 “Visually challenged student bags top honours at IIT kharagpur” It made me say a loud WOW… The same day I went shopping to TNagar. There was a book stall that got my attention… The in charge greeted me with a broad smile that covered up the left sleeve that was hanging empty… It made me respond back with a smile that had a touch of respect  I decided to buy some book and picked up the best seller book that was lying in the front and read the summary at the back… “Ma’am… What kind of book are you looking for?” My jaw dropped upon hearing the accent and style in that 1 sentence… Yes, it was the same incharge…” He went on to tell me about various books, authors… lines that he enjoyed reading… I was spell bound seeing his knowledge and hold over the language  I walked out of the shop with few books, lots of pride to have met such a person and a whole lot of sweet memories to cherish 

 Early in the morning (8 am)  when I get down from my bus and walk inside my campus… There will be many earthworms loitering here and there… So I’ll try my best not to stamp them and always hop around carefully so that my leg doesn’t hurt them… In this process, I’ll even miss to greet people who come towards me  But, I’ll feel so bad to find so many worms that would be lying around dead, stamped due to our hastiness  So there was this black ant that was partially stamped, I looked at it as it was about to breathe last… Like hero entering, another ant entered the scene, lifted it and took it to his hiding  Another heroic act 

 My friend and me went to the theater just 20 minutes before the show… The person in the counter gave us the list of movies that were being played at various screens… I politely returned it back without even glancing and asked him “Is there any ticket available for any movie for this show? ” He threw us a  look and doubtfully kept glancing at us…He told no… I immediately exclaimed “Yae Yae Yae… Thank u!”  He was having an infinite ???? look now… I explained “Thanks! I won the bet… I told you won’t have any ticket for any movie while my friend told you will… Thanks for making me win ”  Without throwing a 2nd glance at him, I pulled my friend out and we had a hearty laugh about our silly behaviour 

 After a heavy lunch at a restaurant, when we came out, there was a tribal lady who was having a girl kid in her hand and was trying to sell some books… She came to me, I told her that I don’t want books but gave a 20 rupee note to her… She asked the kid to get it… The kid brought its right hand from behind, got the money, smiled at me and told ‘thanku’ (pronounce as spelled)  I was delighted to see the kid and a bit surprised to see a such a kid with so good manners… She even kept waving bye to us till we crossed that road… That happiness was priceless 

 I was watching the audio launch with Illayaraja’s concert… It had foreign orchestra and was too too grand  They had that ‘coming up next’ section during the break… I found that, next was my favourite song, for which I was actually sitting all through the concert… I geared up and sat comfortably… Didn’t even change the channel during the break… As soon as the break was over and the concert resumed….  PHAATTT… Power cut  I was fuming with rage and checked the time… Yes the same 1 hour cut… It just got on my nerves… I started fuming about all the socio-economic probs at that moment  Uffffff… the inability to see a single song… brought out the social activist in me 

 I played ‘book cricket’ where all your favourite players depend on the pages of your book and luck of your hand to score their runs… after a long long long time(after schooling )… Felt great to play it again 

 Too many random thoughts and happenings in the past week  So I’ll stop my Sunday special here… Have a great week ahead