amisha climbing the btech workshop ladder
a day that continued with this… an enormous blow up as i realized that the energies of the workshops were dissipating. i tried every thing i could, anger, sarcasm, emotional blackmail, understanding shoulders; alternately stern, angry, supercilious, friendly, sad.. its no wonder that by the end of the day i was pretty much driven to senility.
thomas, kaushik and siddharth
a day that ended with this… me sitting in the stilt area smiling at the kids clambering up and down he building with hope, idealism and excitement. i was filled with a nostalgia for the present. this was perhaps brought on by ateyas questions and the conversations i had with the students later in the evening about architecture, art, identity and love.
maybe my head was a little woozy but a wave of sadness for the loss of innocence washed over me. i was afraid to imagine the future where cynicism might overcome and corrupt this simplicity. it is indeed sad when idealism is mistaken for stupidity. how does one begin to capture and foster this when duplicity is seen as the epitome of sophistication?the more strategic the games- the more one is appreciated. it is the nature of the metropolis to be this way, i guess, but i still wonder why we celebrate it.
today as i was watching i felt the way you feel when you look at a photograph on an old friend. it’s not the presence of the image, that familiar face that moves you. it is loss. what was it that i was looking at that was about to get lost, i wonder. how could i keep it safe?
brainstorming for the 'escape routes'
13 comments:
truly interesting a discussion it was rohan....
also, i think ur firing totally did the trick...!!!! :)
yes it was a good discussion. but sometimes i dont know when to stop. :)
things r always safe in our heart, but when we bring them to our brain, we tend to loose them. :)
yea that is true.. we can totally blame u if kaiwan tells us anything tomorrow for incomplete work!!! lol
whose future are u talking about?? your own? or the people in the metropois? or where... cuz since time immemorial.. people have felt that there is a quicker loss of innocence in the next generation...
or did u just mean it a lil loosely and did not intend it to be analysed so much?
wonder if idealism and cynicism can go hand in hand... from one perspective idealism mite come as a result/reaction of cynicism..which i think is rare...
i think i largely feel tht way...th nostalgia thing...not always consciously though... n perhaps thts from whr my idea of th photograph being a moment frozen, comes from ?!
but also our perceptions of time i feel wrk like th focus lens of an slr.. like last yr th 2nd yrs seemed to be having a very looong journey ahead of them... while now sumtimes this wierd thot comes in u kno tht ohh 3rd yr's going to get over in sumtime n then 4th yr will jus doze off quickly.. n then lo ! 5th yr...
like how a flight has an ascent, plateau and descent...a similar graph pictures sub consciously ... so th first 2 yrs are like th ascent ..third being th plateau flying n 4th n 5th yrs being th descent n the landings... so u kno this adds to th notion of time..coz once u kno in a flight u are strting ur descent.. ur brain sumhow already perceives a landing nearer than th actual !?!? atleast to me .... my subconscious i think wrks on these lines..
p.s. srry for posting a blog entry on ur blog :P
actually anonymous i meant it like this - that there is still innocence where i was expecting cynicism. it was a pleasure to see.
injection on a rabbit's bum! sounds like a good start for a story i can make up for sanah !
merry christmas rohan. drop by for a drink if you are in our village.
" i felt the way you feel when you look at a photograph on an old friend. it’s not the presence of the image, that familiar face that moves you. it is loss. "
what an amazing, beautiful insight Rohan! loved it
obviously nostalgia depends totally on exaggeration and i thought u wud know better than to fall into the trap. its too easy to remember only a few people and a few incidents and extrapolate that into making up the 'good old days'... for example how one rememebrs only ateya and harsh frm their batch n no1 else, and im sure more examples r there
hey sid.. knowing is very different from feeling. and it was not the past that i was nostalgic about- it was the present.
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