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About a house

How would you like your house to be?

Here’s a brief description of one that a colleague bought a couple of months ago:

  • 4000 sq ft spread across two levels and a basement
  • Large living room, a lounge next to the dining room, and a patio overlooking the backyard
  • A family den on the 2nd floor, an attic and three large bedrooms for the family
  • A home-theater in the basement with crawlspace next to it, and a three car garage
  • Lots of trendy furniture to fill the spaces in the various rooms

And here’s what I am thinking of:

  • A small log-cabin as close to the wilderness as you can get
  • A living room that’s also the family den
  • A couple of bedrooms, and a small kitchen
  • Preferably a stream flowing nearby
  • No empty spaces to worry about at all

What do you think?

Thinking out loud

December 5, 2013 Leave a comment

Why can’t I write? Why won’t I write? I don’t remember how many times I have given thought to this – indeed, so many times on this blog itself.

It’s not that I cannot – I definitely can. A few posts on this blog itself have surprised me. And in the past, I have submitted my work to other places – they were accepted and published as well.

So what is it that stops me?

Fear, I think.

Fear: that my writing will not turn out to be good.

Fear: that I will not be able to complete it – that I will leave it hanging.

Fear: that I am not good enough to achieve this.

Fear: that it will not be accepted/ appreciated by those from whom I need that the most.

That said – will I ever write what I wanted to? It’s a question that I have asked myself too many times. And each time, as today, the answer is the same: I am not quite sure.

Carpe Fatum

November 21, 2013 Leave a comment

Wake up.

Open your eyes, and look inside.

Recognize who you are, and accept your strengths. Seize your dreams.

And don’t worry about what the world feels – they are your dreams. Not for anyone else’s consumption – solely yours.

Wake up, Neo.

Nice and clean

April 11, 2013 Leave a comment

Kenosha pass, fall of 2011. The bright red & yellow leaves all around us, and the white aspens providing a splendid contrast. I took out my camera & tripod, and started shooting away to glory.

Sqauw Pass Road, fall of 2011. Once again, we hiked into the forest, and I started clicking away.

And many other, similar, incidents.

When I look back at these pictures, here’s what I see:

  1. Experiments with shutter speed
  2. Experiments with depth of field
  3. Lots of background clutter where I try for a shallow depth of field

Sure, there are a few snaps that are good – but there’s a feeling that I am missing something. I think it’s time to start experimenting with bright colors and clean, sharp lines. Time to experiment with images that bleed outside the boundary.

And I believe that my pictures are ready for some negative space.

Expense Summary

November 28, 2012 3 comments

How would you like to own a house by the beach? An acre or two of coconut and supari trees with a few Mango & Kokum trees thrown in too? You would like it, won’t you?

And what’s your preference – a sandy beach, or rocks on which waves can crash and foam? Or a mix of both, perhaps?

In any case, for the moment let’s leave such desires aside and try to think rationally – can you actually afford it? How much will such a real estate cost?

Here’s what I think:

  • A few stomach ulcers
  • Loss of patience and an increased bad temper
  • Loss of idyllic evenings spent with family
  • Perpetual stress about the bank account
  • etc.

Not worth it.

Questions

November 3, 2012 Leave a comment

Can I? Yes, of course. No doubt about it.

Will I? Not so sure, actually.

NanoRebel

November 1, 2012 5 comments

NanoRebel:

NaNo Rebel is a NaNoWriMo participant who chooses to write something besides a novel of at least 50,000 words from scratch in November. Some NaNo rebels choose to continue a novel by invoking the Zokutou clause, while others wander into the worlds of nonfiction, video games, scripts, and academic writing.