Sunday, July 5, 2009


there is much to be said of the dimly-lit surroundings, and of the music. the warm, comforting hues and the sweet sound- foundagain favorites. for longing, for the fixyous and assorted mybaby blues.

I walked, and for a while the world was upside down. I walked on a carpet of night sky.
I picked up a seashell, made it special and threw it away.

to wander, but ultimately to drift. and then deeper, still.

feeling strong, friend?
falter, stumble
watch the fall.

I yearn for now, more than ever that drift to infinity.
and then some.

to the brats, to the pretenders. to the ambitious. to the happy, to the numb. the righteous, the weak. to the artiste and the muse. to the addicts. to the drug.

to feel the same
and then some.

life goes on
into the glow, friend.

Friday, April 24, 2009


I thought of frost, and of roads.

of the straight and the narrow,
and of my winding path, with twists and surprise.

might all come together or come unraveled.

I'll take it, for the road less traveled.


There you go, beardtechman.

- Salesforce'll make a fully-customized CRM to cater to your needs. 
- Specialization and outsourcing, man. You can't afford to do this yourself.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009


the house becomes a home, and the boys are left to explore.
for all the new space, the lost gather in nooks and corners. 

I got lost today too, and celebrated with pixyish abandon- I dislike the frailty nurture brings, and how my resolve falters.
But the observation is significant, and just so poetic. 
The bedouin spoke with instinct rooted deep, and I made my connections. 

For those who wander, and those who stray; 
these corners forever provide solace

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

end, already.

crazy papers. awful timing, man.

juggling too many ideas, possibilities in my head. the ancients visit- and bring with them news and views from their wanderings. I see this again, as a picture. I hope to change this picture- the box, of the regular visitors, and the not-so-regular ones. I see the dimly-lit, smoky room with the electronic music playing at the back- crazy in it's thematic minimalism.

April draws closer, and brings with it hope. Change could come. Things could get better. They should get better. I'm eager to grasp this chance, as if it could be my last. As if this time I could get enough momentum going to break into a run. a release that I so crave.

And yet it's this preoccupation with said subject matter that I really don't need. I think there's a prerequisite here. This bridge to cross, this life to live. This horrid week. Or more..
But more isn't an option anymore. This must END.

Foolish child, stop dreaming.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

bloody sunday

slept. another ugly exam-week's starting tues.
running out of excuses.
discipline mode, man. zen.


Saturday, March 21, 2009


hoping to get some much-needed sleep soon.
hourlies. hate.

rest in peace, Z man.

infosys speaker session. notes:

Friday, March 20, 2009


finally leaving my box. after a year and a half.
honestly though, this place was so worth the wait.

sold. keys, please.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009


tried to make a few posters. need better tools.
need time, man. where's it going though?

complete album here


crazy march

whirlwind man.
going to be leaving the box, it seems.
the hunt for a new habitat continues, need to get used to constant human interaction again. seems crazy- it's been so long.
I reckon the rest of march is going to be even crazier. tests, hunts.

[ps. paint paint paint.]

Sunday, February 22, 2009


i fell in love at sunday bazar...
then I got over it.

Thursday, February 19, 2009


It seems like I've been spending a lot of time out of mind, lately. Let go of the routines for a bit, and I realized that the discipline keeps your mind busy.
It's been, well... lovely. I haven't been thinking about what I'm doing at all. A week's worth of exams, and I floated through, as if in a dream- I don't think I did well, at all. Spent a lot of time at faiz's wasting time, 'studying'. The conversations were good, and I LOVE his roof.

There's a crazy, blinding light coming through my open door- it's one of those welding things, and this other guy hammering things into the wall. I'm in a lot of pain at the moment. Yay for the grill-door though.

The vacation continues, it seems- but I can tell things will change this week. Oh, but it's a Thursday, and not a Monday-after-the-exams like usual, so there's two days left. Awesome.

Today is officially sleep day. This noise needs to stop, and these men need to go away. I need to get something nice to consume. I think I just ate too many apples again.

I think I need structure for my thoughts.