Walk, remember.

August 26, 2017 § Leave a comment

A recent conversation with someone about walking suddenly became a case for introspection.

I love walking. I’m the usual couch-potato/lazy-bum who can’t put one foot after the other more than five times when alone, but with good company, walking is pure bliss. Why? Because when I’m walking alone, I’m just thinking about the destination. Or how I should get there, which turn should I take next, how I should remember a shop that might be useful in the future. Even when I’m not walking towards anything in particular, I’m still thinking about similar things. Putting one foot in front of the other. There is purpose.

With company, all that changes. I think it’s just beautiful that the most important thing, when two people are walking and talking, is the conversation itself, and not the journey. The feet carelessly kick a stray pebble or two, the legs avoid potholes like they aren’t there, turns present themselves just when they are needed, no questions asked. Both of them invest more in the other than the path. It can be quite metaphorical too, for it can be said that both of them don’t really care about what the destination holds. Like those two characters walking into the mist at the end of Casablanca.

Many friendships of mine have been forged through conversations that lasted a dozen streets and around entire lakes, than while sitting in air-conditioned bistros with folded paper towels. I haven’t read a word of modern romance novels, but I’m pretty sure I’ve had many walks to remember.


Portrait Mode

May 17, 2017 § 4 Comments

I may be am just someone who is taking his baby steps in learning about advertising. Not even baby steps, I am in that stage of  a child’s life where he doesn’t even know how to crawl, so instead drags his lower body like a slug escaping a salt shaker. In hindsight, I am incredibly disappointed with my mom for not letting me continue that mode of transportation as I believe that would’ve greatly improved girth of the sticks I call arms now.

Anyway, ever since the ever-affable Ellen decided to popularise something that has always existed as part of a lonely man’s photography skills at cinema’s most polarizing non-event, selfies have become the laziest technique used to sell mobile phones all over the world. And not without fruit – let’s take a selfie has become the au revoir of our generation’s social gatherings.

Rocket Raccoon takes a selfie as Mystique (Extreme Left) wonders what the fuck is she doing in this version of MCU.

Just to emphasize how much it has penetrated mobile phone ads, almost all phones being advertised during the IPL showcase superior selfie cams as their major USP. Vivo’s phone, reportedly sporting a ‘moonlight’ camera, showed up on our screens more than the Oscar goof-up involving Moonlight.

In retrospect, a Vivo phone’s Moonlight cam would’ve actually helped here.

And oh, this isn’t just among the Indian crowd. We’ve all seen those ads which try to convince us that the only reason to buy a phone that costs more than a two-wheeler is it’s superior camera quality. From a strictly advertisement point of view, they are brilliant. Fuck, I want an iPhone every time I see one of those. I’d think of it as buying a cheap camera than a costly phone. But I am not here to talk about their advertisement skills.

Honest iPhone Commercial

I have little to no qualification to talk about the advertising aspect of it. Hence the whole babystep blabber in the beginning.

But what irks me is the thin line between a brilliant insight and basic morality that gets blurred while we tread all over it. Instead of a 1000 words to explain what I’m trying to say, I’ll just quote Chobsky, which also happens to be one of the two most favorite passages from books I’ve read:

“I want Sam to stop liking Craig.
Now I guess maybe you think that’s because I am jealous of him. I’m not. Honest. It’s just that Craig doesn’t really listen to her when she talks. I don’t mean that he’s a bad guy because he’s not. It’s just that he always looks distracted.

It’s like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photograph would be beautiful. And he would think the reason the photograph was beautiful was because of how he took it. If I took it, I would know that the only reason it’s beautiful is because of Sam.

I just think it’s bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees the girl is better than the girl actually is. And I think it’s bad when the most honest way a boy can look at a girl is through a camera. It’s very hard for me to see Sam feel better about herself just because an older boy sees her that way.”

Okay, that’s a bit too emo. But take away all that honesty and emo shit and boy-likes-girl-likes-another-boy angle, we would be left with that second paragraph:

It’s like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photograph would be beautiful. And he would think the reason the photograph was beautiful was because of how he took it. If I took it, I would know that the only reason it’s beautiful is because of Sam.

Only here, Craig and the camera’s roles are reversed.

The difference between a lovely girlfriend and a Fair&Lovely girlfriend.

We all make fun of those insane ads which claim to make you look fairer in just 7 weeks. Is it really okay when the main talking about a phone is that it does the exact same shit as fairness creams?


Long lost.

January 4, 2017 § Leave a comment

Maybe I’m past the phase that’s been described here, but those last two lines have been on my mind for almost two years now. Failed at translating this to English though.


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Lost and Found. 

November 21, 2016 § Leave a comment

​Someone once told this to me when I was really comfortable and couldn’t fit in at the same time in a decent job. I wrote it down as something I’d follow, but didn’t bother about it for another seven months until recently, when I finally gathered the balls to try and do what I think I like. 

A week into the new job now, and it’s already feels like quite a ride. But I’m not getting lost in it. That part is already over. The search is on. Now is when I’m about to be discovered.

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Keep running.

November 12, 2016 § Leave a comment


I found this brilliant note taking app for Android called Monospace. It has the old typewriter feeling, and can even connect to a physical keyboard. I don’t think I’ll be using fancy font apps for writing stuff anymore, except if it warrants a background picture. Anyway, I’ll be starting work again on Monday (finally) and this time in a field I never thought I’ll be working in. But it seems to be closer to what I want to be doing for a living than the one before, and I’m prepared to try it. 


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