Tuesday, March 31, 2009

MOire, graphic design studio

trusts more in craft than marketing


seedhi sadhi, seedhi sadi rehne do, zindagi ko zindagi ko rehne do


I'm generally a very lazy person. a VERY lazy person. But with a little motivation to fit in my new clothes that i've bought, i get up in the morning and go for a sincere walk. come back for some desi exercise(YOGA yaar... dnt think ahead). Apart from that, i wanted to write about small curious observation, not so important kinds, while i'm at walk.
On first day, the obvious observation was regular walkers stare. their curosity of looking at me for long minutes. Trying to figure out if they have seen me somewhere(a common pheomena seen in surti's) or who is this new person here. And not to forget the very few girls that they see coming for walk(in this scenario i'm the only one) except for aunties or wives who accompany their husband. Otherwise, most of them are uncles who come for very short slow walk, chat with their friends at the park, about market, shares, business, or soemthing more interesting like whats happening in other peoples life{again a common phenoma seen in surtis(though its seen in small % everywhere)}.
Everybody who comes for the first time or sees somebody for the first time, keeps on staring the other person for long time, without the realising, they are making it very very clear. why? only they can answer. Also seeing somebody new gives them a boost to perform a little extra in walk or pranayam or exercise that they are doing. Later it fades though.
As i've chosen a scarcely populated place for walk, i don't see a lot of namuna's. But some aunties, who come to gossip about neighbours, society ladies, about their daughter-in-law, about their husbands or their mom-in-law, or some otherfamily member. if not that, then how bad the scene is, these days of youngsters. or about the satsang they attented or kitty party and what they wore and who looked best or worse.
There are kids from the jhopad patti behind who come to play. Well even they carry gadgets, i dont even own, except for a mobile phone. Also i forgot to mention some people who come for visual treat. One such person has made it his adda. Have seen him since couple of days. before he used to be out of the walking park, but now he has gathered the guts to come in and stand on the walking path. Let him be till he does not cross my path.
There are some who come for solitude. Seems they dont get the peace in the house. No big deal. All of us somewhere need that space, which even the most loved person of ours cannot give.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Mayonnaise Jar and Two Cups of Coffee

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the two cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes".
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. "Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, " I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things in life. Your God, your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions: things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.
The sand is everything else: the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand. One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Friday, March 20, 2009

Heart beat

Inspired by the heartbeat, Pulseline by Måns Salomonsen is a shelf for magazines and smaller display objects. The edge that faces out has been painted with fluorescent paint to glow in the dark.

Sawariya curtain

curtain by Bauke Nouttnerus, (via MOCOLOCO)

Performing Arts Center, Taipei

NL ARCHITECTS have designed the taipei performing arts center aiming to make the building accessible to everybody. the public character of the center is guaranteed by the elevation of a substantial part of its program, creating a public square underneathit. as such the square becomes part of the building inside of it.the design which could be considered to a table with 'four legs' supports a 'tabletop' that accommodates 3 storeys. inside you'll find an elevated fragment of the city, a public browsing space where cultural facilities such as a multimedia library, music stores, galleries, lobbies, bars, restaurants and clubs will be included.balconies and terraces with different programs will also be included in the space consisting of swimming pools, a skate area, playground, hotel garden and cafe.the performing arts center structure will contain three theaters: a 1500 seat grand theater and two 800 seat theaters for repertory performances. the theaters are positioned on different altitudes. the proscenium playhouse is placed at the base of the southeast 'leg'. the lobby is placed under this theater so that it is flush with the square activating the space around it. the multiform theater is connected to the southwest leg close to the top. the volume of the grand theater is suspended under the horizontal slab. it hovers over the square while being part of it.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

via vinay

'To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.'

Monday, March 16, 2009

by kirti

battiyaan sari
dimaag ki meri
tune jala di hain


USB pendrive

Evolved individuals

“Evolved individuals know that people who are not intuitive can be dangerous to work with, since they are guided solely by the current appearance of things that are in reality, changing. Evolved individuals seek out others who have intuition and vision - a form of intelligence that comes from cultivating the instincts, observing the direction of change, apprehending the evolution of ideas.”
— Lao Tzu

Sunday, March 15, 2009

trp rating

life is funny and that makes it great. i think this is god's only entertainment. "aage ab iski life main kya hoga kinds"hmm next friday dekhna hoga. prime time par. jiski life main jitna twist unta trp high.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Monday, March 9, 2009

Holi haiiiiiiii

i was not really excited this year about playing holi. after having fun with friends during college days in the parking place of my apartment and at NID. Seeing people drink bhang and sleep in a dump in some corner of the campus or giving the performance of their life without stage fear, i was kind of bored even with the thought of playing holi. i was going to do that for my little sister. Untill this evening, it came to me how much i have to do this. It was giving back time. i got splashed by a water balloon while driving and that was it. i got pack of balloon and colours.
(for those who don't know we have stock of one the best holi colours that change you skin colour for atleast a week) First thing i came home was filled couple of balloons and was waiting for a bait at my balcony and one good shot at a passer by and i was in Holi mood.
so for all those who don't play holi and cant take a risk of throwing balloon on a stranger and hiding back in house, come on, get out. I know its not very inspiring speech, but worth a try.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009