vacuum.of.matter

Man on the Tree

2009-10-01T16:10:00.000-07:00

Usher

2009-08-28T01:31:00.000-07:00

More of Usher

2009-08-26T11:59:00.000-07:00

Canvasing

2009-08-23T12:57:00.000-07:00

Canvasing from Mahesh Haridevan on Vimeo.

The beautiful batch of 2008 winter morning. There was a time when we had 11 of them.

Mahalaxmi to Goregaon

2009-08-23T06:50:00.000-07:00

Mahalaxmi to Goregaon from Mahesh Haridevan on Vimeo.

The plight of many settlers from Rajasthan who migrate to Mumbai for a daily bread. This kid (protagonist i) earns his coins by playing the Rawanhathha, a traditional musical instrument, entertaining tourists and locals at the Gateway of India.

It was past 1 in the morning and he was almost asleep, but he kept playing. On one instance he sits and tries to take a rest when he dozes off onto the Gujarati man. The man asks the kid not to lean on him and get off. Thats when a blind man (protagonist ii) comes across the compartment begging for money. And as he closes in the kid, my camera battery gets over.

My idea of a chance video and building a story around it.

It is certainly New India, and very assuring.

2009-08-23T05:30:00.000-07:00

Found(yr.2008) this near the gate of a Muncipal Industrial Estate in Worli. A very decent service offered by the insurance company. Neat.

The Hindi one below is very well written if you know how to read it. Adds to the polite sarcasm/irony/cold effort by the service providers.

And above all, a nice piece of copy writing. Benefits.

In Hindi

In English

Daimond Emporium

2009-08-23T05:23:00.000-07:00

For the love of type, again. This shot I took in Worli, during my stint at &Then, Mumbai. Amazing type, and an amzing signage. Certainly its diamond.

The lost Usher

2009-08-10T10:30:00.001-07:00

Since the past four odd months, 6 in the morning I get a nature call. Not mine but a street dog's, who almost owns the apartment I stay in. After the last guy in the apartment enters, the building gate is usually latched. And since I am the only one who stays in the ground floor, I have no option but to adhere to the growling wake up calls from the dog, whom I would name, 'Usher'. He sure has lots of stories to tell us.

But for now, I need to get back to work.

Kes, Bird of Prey

2009-08-09T22:20:00.000-07:00

Continuing one of my childhood past times - bird watching (more or less the kites/eagles/hawks/vultures). Feel nostalgic. Back then, a heavy Russian binoculars borrowed from my cousin was all that I had. Now it is a Canon 350D.

The Brahminy Kite (Haliastur Indus) is a familiar bird of prey and is often mistaken to American national bird - Bald Eagle. In India it is considered as the contemporary representation of the mythical Garuda.

Vital statistics :
Medium (43-51cm), wings long broad rounded; tail short and rounded when fanned. Head, neck, breast white; rest of body bright chestnut; primaries tipped black; feet yellow.

Call : Described as a thin mewing scream kweeaa or kyeeer usually while soaring.

In flight : Long but broadly angled wings. Slow deep flapping.

World distribution : India through China to the Philippines and Australia.

Breeding : During mating season (November-December), Brahminy Kites perform aerial acrobatics. They mate on or near the nest. Keep an eye on the sky towards the end of the year.

They are very tolerant of humans. For more images, click here.

The Flop which was a Hit.

2009-07-24T04:09:00.000-07:00

The 1968 Mexico City Olympics marked the international debut of Dick Fosbury and his celebrated "Fosbury flop," which would soon revolutionize high-jumping.

My 7th grade P.T (physical training) theory book had the description and the whole deal of how the flop has to be done and perfected, which I never did. I preferred the must safer scissors. Even in 1996, my school had no landing mat, it was sand. I did try it at home on my parent's king size bed few times. Which after a few unsuccessful flops developed some cracks. The bed I mean, I was lucky. Though Fosbury was considered the revolutionary, it was possible only because, by the time Dick Fosbury had come, the landing mat had just got there, with time it got thicker. I won't take off the credit from him none the less. He is a legend. He was the only one who was doing it then.

Forgot to tell.. my book also had illustrations, grabbing my eyes whenever I used to glance through. Will post them whenever I fish that book out.

phaaan tom limbs

2009-06-26T04:43:00.000-07:00

one of the best ted talks i have ever come across.. and the most viewed by me self.

Evolution of Batman Symbol over the Years

2009-06-02T06:01:00.000-07:00

I remember myself doing so many of them when I was a kid. I used to be crazy about Batman and his world, not jut his accessories. All my books used to have the symbol somewhere or the other. Atleast on the rear. I am not sure who made this video, but a nice example of branding, which has always evolved so much. I dont think any other superhero's symbol is as great as Batman's and which have kept on changing.

James Jarvis runs

2009-05-10T14:04:00.001-07:00

Onwards from AKQA on Vimeo.

"I had become interested in the idea of characters that were less referential and more iconic and abstract. I particularly wanted to do something with a potato-headed stick-man that I had been drawing at that time.
The film was inspired by certain personal experiences in running – a favourite run over Blanchland moor in Northumberland, being attacked by a crow in Singapore – and also by the transcendent, almost psychedelic experience of the simple act of running.
Rather than a marketing project inititated by Nike, the film was something proposed and produced by myself, and as such I hope represents a much more equal collaboration with a brand."
James Jarvis

iron&wine

2009-05-08T13:11:00.000-07:00

The Days Run Away

2009-05-06T12:01:00.001-07:00

The Days Run Away, originally uploaded by Dill Pixels.

They are almost the last thing that you see on the screen. Check out for 200+ END titles on this flickr. Some of the best ones. My pick is Kubrick's 'Killer's Kiss', 'Dr. Strangelove' etc etc.. there are many... almost all are interesting.
Peace :)

'Night owls cleverer, richer than early birds' :P

2009-04-26T11:48:00.000-07:00

Researchers have carried out the study and found that late risers tire less quickly than those who make a point of getting up at the crack of dawn, British newspaper the Daily Mail reported. :P

For the latest study, the researchers pitted morning larks against night owls in a task designed to measure their reaction and attention times.

During the experiment, the subjects got up and went to bed at their usual times, with the larks tending to turn in four hours earlier than the owls. Both did similarly well at the task shortly after getting up. But 10 later, it was the night owls that shone, being both quicker and alert at task.

Despite being awake for the same length of time, the larks felt sleepier, with scans showing that the parts of their brains linked to attention were less active.

“During the evening session, evening types were less sleepy and tended to perform faster than morning types,” Philippe Peigneux of the University of Liege in Belgium was quoted as saying.

Famous night owls include Charles Darwin, Adolf Hitler and Winston Churchill, who regularly went to bed at 4am and rose late. Due to his sleeping patterns, he often hosted War Cabinet meetings in his bath.

It is thought that the division into larks and owls has its roots in evolution, with early risers in the Stone Age taking the initiative in food gathering, while owls stood guard late into the night.

The study has been published in the latest edition of the Science journal.

melody day

2009-04-25T13:36:00.000-07:00

Recently came across the latest beautiful release from ~~~Caribou~~~. Rainbow full of melody. Always been a fan. And, right now I am also listening to Animal Collectives, Andrew Bird (latest discovery), Architecture in Helsinki and Cat Power. Cheers.

michael robinson: girl by firelight + candela latitudes

2009-01-19T22:32:00.000-08:00

“Girl By Firelight” is a beautiful little glimpse into colour and motion by animator and filmmaker Michael Robinson, who says the piece is a “color study made entirely with light, entirely in camera. All motion of color elements were created solely with hand movements.”

candela latitudes from Michael Robinson on Vimeo.

dhakkalakkabhukkaa

2009-01-08T05:43:00.000-08:00

zZz Running with the beast

2008-11-26T23:35:00.000-08:00

WARNING:
SOME MAY FIND THE VIDEO DISTURBING
(wonder what the peta people would think about it)

&

2008-10-20T02:21:00.001-07:00

Buckminster Fuller - Live Your Life as an Experiment

Manufacturing Consent

2008-10-18T14:18:00.000-07:00

The classic Canadian documentary Manufacturing Consent based on the Noam Chomsky/Edward Herman book by the same name. Explores the the propaganda model of the media and the structure of power. A must see.

return of the lingo kid

2008-10-18T10:35:00.000-07:00

i bow you

2008-10-17T05:04:00.000-07:00

Role of Design Education in a prospering India: need for caution.

2008-10-15T08:14:00.000-07:00

Indian economy is having a good time now. Much of the credit would go to the IT boom that India had in the recent times. Today, design as a new field has emerged as a consultancy job which is equally leading the way of the Indian economy, as engineering, medicine and recently IT had been successful in doing. But there is the other side of the coin too. Though it is not a big problem as of now, but down the line, there are two kinds of possible problems. One is brain drain. But this, as in the case of IT sector, may give Indian economy a boost. Second is saturation of quality and quantity of design education, service and thinking. But in the wake of globalization, this may be a remote possibility. It lies in the education system that Indian design fraternity follows. I would like to focus on this crucial aspect of design education in this article. In a recently held design conference in India, designers from all over the world shared their views on brand building and how to deal with the clients and being a successful designer. There were a few who focused their attention on design education, showed a healthy concern of young Indian designers losing their roots and aping the western way of design. But the people discussing these points were Dutch and the British. It’s not bad. But not inviting any Indian counterpart there to speak about the same is definitely bad. Its not that there has been no eminent design educator in these four decades of design education already been established in India. Education can be categorized into three different sectors. i) Academic or non-professional stream which includes, courses such as BA, MA, Bcom, Bsc, MSc, etc. ii) Professional or job oriented stream which includes courses such as B.Tech, MBBS, LLB, IT) Fine arts stream which has painting, sculpting, music, dance and theatre under it.Fields such as Architecture, Mass communication (including journalism), Design etc. fall under both the streams of fine arts and professional courses because they have both functional and aesthetic aspects involved in them. Design as a specialized field of learning is a product of the modern development of industrialization or mass production. Prof. Balaram in his book Thinking Design(1998) states that the industrial revolution changed the past methods of production and this led to the birth of architecture and design. Both architecture and design, together have changed the whole way of seeing things, combining both micro and macro views. Design existed even during early times. In traditional system of crafts, the knowledge, the investment, the goods, the products, design and manufacturing, everything is handled by the same person. Thus design is not a specialized field in this system. Artisans taught their crafts - carpentry, pottery, weaving etc to the next generation. Commodities were produced according to the need and the social structure of that particular society. Thus the quality and quantity of this education was naturally controlled. In modern system, you have different people to handle different sectors of the process. This is a result of large scale manufacturing. This lead to the emergence of design as a specialized skill separated from the linked aspects of manufacturing etc. In the modern system of education, you don’t have a hereditary occupation hence no hereditary learning and thus there is a scope of an occupational shift. Though these are some positive aspects of the modern system, there is one impending danger in it. It is the delinking of the job needs, from the educational planning.Design education has a great responsibility of not taking design profession to a point of saturation. Considered, every child is creative. The child must be creative in a certain field. Design boom happening in India should not make people believe that being in the design field will be the best for their child, this happened in the schools offering the knowledge. Eames in his report suggests maintaining the level and quality of education being imparted in the schools. Is the same being maintained? In view of all this, and after four plus decades since the first design school in India was established (keeping in mind the Eames report), a National Design policy has finally been given a green signal, in the aid of the design, designers and the society. As a final year design student, I now think, our predecessors did everything to come up with ways of dealing with the identity crisis design and designers had. Giving everything we would have wanted. Recognition, stardom status, and now a national design policy on our lap. We have nothing to do but learn the job and enter the market and sell the product which maintains/defines the best quality. We have been and the next generation of designers will definitely be brought up in a very cross cultural fashion, which should be made the best and most of without losing the grips on the reality and thus being a responsible designer and a human being.Annexure I Pupul Jayakars excerpts on The Eames report - on which NID was set up in 1961 The Eames report, a document familiar to most students of design in this country, unique in its insight, its demands for quality and the depth and width of its thinking. Commencing the report with the famous phrases of the Gita : ‘On man's right to work but never to the fruits thereof', the report sees the ‘change in India, a change in kind and not a change of degree'. Seeing the complexities of the revolution in communications that had struck India with terrific impact, ‘made more violent because of the nature of India's own complex situation, isolation and tradition', the report focuses on India's tradition and a philosophy that is familiar with the meaning of creative destruction and stresses the need to appraise and solve the problems of our times with tremendous service, dignity, and love'. ‘The search for form demands an investigation into values and qualities that Indians hold important to a good life', and that ‘there be close scrutiny of those elements that make up a standard of living'. Annexure II Excerpts from Eames’ report Security in India, lies in change and conscious selection and correction in relation to evolving needs. India stands to face the change with three great advantages : i) She has a tradition and a philosophy familiar with the meaning of creative destruction. ii) She need not make all the mistakes others have made in the transition. iii) Her immediate problems are well defined: food, shelter, distribution, population. guide Prof Nagaraj

function has an emotional impact

2008-10-10T09:21:00.000-07:00

it has as a skin
it has a wink.

i love you

2008-10-07T20:19:00.000-07:00

musalman

2008-10-03T23:40:00.000-07:00

Perhaps the last remaining handwritten newspaper in the world

The Last Calligraphers from ilovetypography.com on Vimeo.

Art in War

2008-09-29T06:23:00.000-07:00

The famous reconnaissance picture of Pak Army tank tracks in the sand around Longewala. The Pak Army T-59 MBTs were circling to avoid being hit by IAF Hunters and to raise dust to provide cover. This was taken from a PR Canberra flown by Wing Commander R.S. Benegal and now adorns the enclosure at the VIP entrance of Vayu Bhavan.

james victore on graphic design

2008-09-23T03:48:00.000-07:00

2008-09-21T22:50:00.000-07:00

Appliances as Architecture - ‘Habitat Machines’ by David Trautrimas (

(TREND HUNTER) Visual artist David Trautrimas’ latest solo exhibition titled ‘Habitat Machines’ opens at LE Galllery in Toronto this month. He creates these fantastic architectural images from dismantled household appliances.… [More]

hologram and holography

2008-09-20T10:15:00.000-07:00

Giant aquatic creatures from the deep, snaking robots made from watches and one man submarines were among many other things never before seen on the catwalk, that stunned the audience in Florence, Italy last week as Diesel presented their show for the Spring Summer 2008 collection. The ‘liquid space’ concept for the collection was radically brought to life during the 17 minute show, which is the first time that holograms have been projected along a traditional catwalk, being visible from both sides, and the first to combine both real and holographic models in a fashion show. Alexander McQueen used a holographic effect Kate Moss last year at the end of the show, but here the show was entirely built around the holograms and certainly seems to have taken the concept of the fashion show to a new level.

facebook

2008-08-10T03:28:00.000-07:00

friend wheel

Reed Kroloff: Architecture critic

2008-08-06T10:09:00.001-07:00

Reed Kroloff gives us a new lens for judging new architecture: is it modern, or is it romantic? Look for glorious images from two leading practices -- and a blistering critique of the 9/11 planning process.

war art

2008-08-04T08:34:00.000-07:00

"So who's next you wonder...
Iran, North Korea, France, Britian?
None of us really matter to them."

one of the best motion graphics video art that's on youtube.

women in art

2008-08-04T08:26:00.000-07:00

Music: Bach's Sarabande from Suite for Solo Cello No. 1 in G Major, BWV 1007 performed by Yo-Yo Ma

Nominated as Most Creative Video
2007 YouTube Awards

high & dry

2008-07-30T00:40:00.000-07:00

chorus:
dont leave me high
dont leave me dry
dont leave me high
dont leave me dry

Radiohead

Feeling sweet feeling

2008-07-29T23:50:00.000-07:00

Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just dont know
How to, go about gettin it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin my soul

jimi hendrix

Yugo Nakamura: The Craftsman

2008-07-01T13:04:00.000-07:00

Nakamura’s personal site, www.yugop.com, works as a digital sketchbook, showcasing an extraordinary array of techniques. Shown here is OvalX3, from 2001.

scuba diving

2008-06-30T04:25:00.000-07:00

when your ships sinking shift to a submarine
or
when you start sinking, go scuba diving

Yves Behar

2008-06-27T06:50:00.000-07:00

Yves Behar has produced some of the new millennium's most coveted objects, like the Leaf lamp, the Jawbone headset, and the XO laptop for One Laptop per Child.

numb strings

2008-06-15T06:03:00.000-07:00

Another day that I can't find my head
My feet don't look they're my own
I'll try and find the floor below to stand
And I hope I reach it once again

So many times I wonder where I've gone
And how I found my way back in
I'll look around awhile for something lost
Maybe I'll find it in the end.

Norah Jones

grey

2008-06-14T13:52:00.001-07:00

The Brothers Creeggan

The Brothers Creeggan are a Canadian alternative rock/jazz band composed of Jim Creeggan (upright bass, guitar, bass guitar, vocals), Andy Creeggan (guitar, piano, accordion, percussion, vocals) and Ian McLauchlan (drums). Jim is a current member of Barenaked Ladies and Andy was a Barenaked Ladies member until February 1995. more...

[via FoxyTunes / The Brothers Creeggan]

&then on

2008-06-13T06:57:00.000-07:00

the thing with &then is that one gets addicted to the dynamism and the room for experiments the space has to offer. learned a few things in the past one month of my stay here.

01. working on multiple assignments, gives you multiple chances of coming across multiple ideas and so helps cracking them in multiple ways.
02. if stuck, then get the help from aliens and fishes on your sketch book. getting to basics really helps. never stop at your first loved logo or artwork. make as many as possible. even if the first one is the one you are getting married to finally.
03. and if still stuck, then, just like sir paul arden suggests, try different tool. ;P
04. i strictly recommend sketching/scribbling/doodling (if drawing/painting is too tough) to everyone. everyone includes anyone who is not interested.
05. theres always a room on the loft. so its good. but one needs to keep your head low, cause if u rise above it without reason, u are bound to get a bump on head.
06. bop - back of pack, fop - front of pack,
07. packaging can be equally irritating as much as it is interesting.
08. and there goes sid's advice, always keep a buffer for the presentation with the client.
09. with great freedom comes greater responsibilities.
and
10. im quite good at tracing now on AI.
and
11. more importantly, respect the design process, which i have always preferred to rebel across (though not absolutely).

over all...working has been fun. though making love with the aliens was tiring, it did conceive after many misscarriages at last.

apart from that,
mumbai i m getting accustomed to. not that bad a picture as much i had thought of. in fact its not bad at all. for all those who haven't been here, should try for some reason i guess.

the copyright of this piece of art lies with the owner on facebook for whom its been made.

rain has started, and has not stopped yet. went to buy the first umbrella of my life with the team, don't know why i m making such a hype of it. whatever... was not able to, since i was missing something.

still left with one month to go. lots of things to do since deadlines never die.

cheers to all ;)
&then i think, i need to write simple english.

http://inandthen.wordpress.com/

THE DAY I WAS BORN

2008-06-05T09:09:00.000-07:00

Korean Air Lines Flight 007, also known as KAL 007, was a Korean Air Lines civilian airliner shot down by Soviet Interceptors on September 1st, 1983 just west of Sakhalin island. 269 passengers and crew aboard KAL 007; there were no known survivors.

The aircraft had violated Soviet airspace the Soviet Union stated it did not believe the aircraft was civilian and said that it believed it had entered Soviet airspace as a deliberate provocation by the United States.

2008-06-03T04:14:00.000-07:00

la la le la le la la aa ra re la le lale

first try on facebook

2008-06-03T04:02:00.000-07:00

my baby strongest

&then

2008-05-26T02:41:00.000-07:00

&then bombay

bombay, never was on my career radar… but then, ‘&then’ happened…

day one i was quite anxious. was excited and at the same time terrified with the hangout i had. literally hanging from the train clinging onto another guy..never held a guy so close. and never would like to repeat it unless its a matter of life and death… and my backpack was hanging from my back…was counting every electric poles that i was having a close shave with.. goregaon to ville parle, total number of electric poles = 57. after ville parle somehow squeezed myself inside the train.

reached ‘&then’, and was amazed to see a play field amidst an industrial setting. the entrance of ‘&then’ was painted with a true poster/calendar pop-art style. carrying forward the dynamic identity of ‘&then’ and coming up with as many concepts as possible was one of the assignment of mine, apart from conceptualizing an invite for a video art, by ‘haywire’ synchronized with a DJ Riz performance. the projection was to be in house in the weekend.
meeting the people was good. soham i knew already, vikram, meera and esha were the other comrades, including the team from 180, which included sid, bhavin, shagz, and shubhda… apparently absent bhakti isn’t happy with me using her pc…snehali and soeb are regular visitors…
lunch on foozball table, and playing dart was part of the day, which was fun. even cricket with a baseball bat…

anyways, day one ended with a performance of mine while getting back to goregaon. a brand new local, with brand new seats and brand new steel seduced me enough to enter it with a bang. it started moving before i could realize. i felt sorry for my bones. now its ok but. i slept with relispray…whatever u make of it.

bombay &then

next morning was painful, hidden pains and hidden sprains…all of them came together…
but was ok in the office… the poster was made and e-invites were sent..prints were made and stuck too. .the night was spent having veg rolls and then in ‘bademiyan’, on the way sid having some client meet with his pandu friends.
the week went by with some of the concepts being really liked by the team…

&then asymmetry

antisocial element i proved myself to be in the event. people being pissed off for the not so much of dancing done by me. but pictures i did take. few good ones. and two shots of brain damage by vikram, helped me carry the fishes to appear on the projector.
the best part was meeting suresh (long lost neighbour friend of mine, prashant i knew him as). never in my dreams thought i would bump into him in such a place and that too in such a situation after 12 long years. met some other people too.. soeb, manjari, rahul and rizwan were the other ones i can recall of…

4:30 am the art show /party got over, and with that, a very experimental and experiential week too…
peace and chaos

http://inandthen.wordpress.com/

“The chicken boxed effect”

2007-04-21T10:46:00.000-07:00

I scored Fahrenheit 101 on the first day and was scoring more than that almost every day and night… except that it wasn’t on the cricket field but on a bed inside a cube. The cube is also known as ‘Room no. 18, DJAD, boys hostel. I had the spine of steel, so heavy that I could barely sit upright. I was feeling like a God, like Hercules carrying the heavy load of the blue planet. Only difference was that Hercules couldn’t feel the load but I could. It was too heavy. The poxes were arriving throughout my body with a promise of a big catastrophe which was about to hit me, a box right on my face. I could make out the graphical picture of each WBC of mine fighting and martyr itself against the powerful and mightier virus of the weird named disease.

Three hundred were the count of the brave WBCs’ I had, standing against the millions of virus that invaded the empire of my body. I still don’t know the name of the particular virus though. And I’m not even saying that the count of the WBC’s would have been only 300, but the story of my WBCs’ last stand against the powerful virus could not have been possible if an external help of antibiotics had been given to me.

So there it goes, 29th December 2006, the one fine day when I was diagnosed and confirmed of having chicken pox virus inside me. I had company. Another friend of mine was also awarded with the same at the same time. Maybe because we were born on the same date, though with a couple of year difference. But he sailed his rescue boat to his home which was nearer than mine.

The New Year blast actually came with a blast for me. It seemed that the whole year I would be in the bed. And so, the first four days of my chicken pox vacation were wasted in alone in the cube. There were help and suggestions from everywhere. Advices were overflowing from my ears. All I could do was lie down on my bed and count on the number of spots I was getting all over my body, uncontrollably. I tried to get myself some relief with the help of a very good friend of mine - the music, but in vain. I was numb to feel anything. But I was prepared for the worst and the best.

People were concerned with the lack of proper medical treatment I was getting at the hostel. Add to the fear of my virus infected file being shared with the hosts. On the fifth day I was shifted to a hospital. Felt like being taken to a resort on a limousine though it was just an omni van. By now my face was unrecognizable to myself. I had 34cms of long hair, which made me scary to be with. The lady doctor advised me to wear a pony. I happily obliged to the advice. She might have been just a couple of years elder to me, doing an apprenticeship but who cares. She was a beauty. I had never seen such a doctor anytime before. It reminded me of my early school days, of my beautiful grammar teacher. I hated the boring subject but liked her a lot. All I could do was talk in vowels whenever I saw her. Then she would nag of my poor grammar. Same was happening here in the hospital. The doctor kept nagging about my hygiene habits and asked me to get a haircut after I get cured. I gave it lots of thought.

Mr. John Matthew was the head of the department of the general ward. His visits in the morning were absolutely hilarious and were the only few interactions I used to have in the hospital. Other than that few of friends often visited. During the course, I was given lacto calamine lotion to be applied all over my body thrice in a day, which always put me into a messy situation. One evening a faculty visited me and at the instance bowed. I was a naga-baba from the Himalayas now. With my hair tied like a bun on my head and the body covered with just a bed sheet. I felt like giving blessings to every one who visited me. I was the God and people came to worship me. Of course all for the cost of fun.

After the fifth day of my stay in room no. 258, ward A of the deluxe class in the hospital, I was relieved from the long syringe that was stuck inside the right arm for injecting purposes. The doses of antibiotics were over now. The poxes were getting suppressed.

And finally on the 11th day of the holiday, 13th January 2007, I had my first bath of the year. I washed myself off the lacto calamine lotion on my face and body just to be exposed to the mind boggling scene of the stars getting out of the clouds. The countless pox scars on my face was unimaginable. I had ninety nine more beauty spots than Cindy Crawford. I was looking more beautiful now. Just like a beauty contest winner for scary people.

Well, anyways, I got discharged and came back to cube 18, but was confined for another seven days. Now there were the Congress who wanted me to continue grow my hair and the opposing BJP to get a haircut. But I did it in the Communist fashion. I got the famous cut only after my dermatologists asked me to. The ninety nine plus one spots were now increased to one hundred and sixty five. Many hidden spots could be now clearly seen once the Amazon was cleared of my head. I felt relieved of a burden carried for two long years, making my mother proud by giving myself a wash everyday.

Now I need to leave…with my huge back log from the vacation I had, I don’t think I have much time left to play around. By the way, few days after my famous haircut, somewhere in the other part of the world, Britney Spears got bald. I barely have any clue whether we had any connection.

Summer has arrived and I feel roasted.