This wooden stick is a crude fence built by a farmer to protect his crop of corn. Sitting at the edge of the Sariska Wildlife Reserve, the family of five has no need to be afraid of robbers. The odd tiger that pays them a visit every now and then, is quite a good security system.
We put them in denim pockets, in rusty boxes and in dusty pouches.
We wear them down and peel them out.
Misplaced, handed over, forgotten, replaced – it’s of no relevance.
They have ensured that they have made their mark.
These pencils have been my silent companions for several years now. A few weeks back, my mother stitched this pencil pouch for keeping them organised, using a few of my old clothes. My pencils have finally found a home – a wonderful one too! :)
The changes a pencil undergoes in its lifetime, as well as the transformation of my old clothes into this new pouch are my interpretations for this week’s challenge.
For more changing images, visit the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge – Change
Sometimes we fail to see things that are right in front of us. And it took me four days of looking around and racking my head, to see the obvious.
Be it the drafting paper or the guides of a digital tool, the grid is an important part of a designer’s work.
After I finished kicking myself for failing to realize this, I began seeing grids everywhere. The mosaic on the building’s wall, the tiles on our balcony floor, the chessboard inside the attic, the flannel of a train passenger, the gate of my office, the pattern book for cross stitching, the visible and imaginary separators in the drawer…
I realized that the grid is not just a tool for a designer, it is design — working for us without drawing attention to itself — hidden in plain sight.
This is a screen grab of the logo I created some time ago for a t-shirt ‘brand’ I tried to create*. It is the letter ‘ka’ written in four languages — Tamil, Hindi, English and Bengali (the last one being accidental!)
For other interpretations, be sure to check out this week’s photo challenge by The Daily Post : Grid
* I documented the experience of selling the t-shirts earlier this month. Check it out on Medium: A Semi-Formal Product Audit
Lightning and thunder play a tug of war
With the most delicate of fibres
Even as torrential rain is contained
Within a tiny vessel
Waves of salty water threaten to flood
The ploughed landscape
Unable to comprehend
Yet desperate to shed the burden
The hand begins to move of its own accord
Meaning manifests through the most unexpected means
The storm recedes
The vessel attains momentary peace
Creative people are often considered temperamental and restless. A lot has been said and written about this. I recently read the phrase “the creative’s curse” somewhere and this poem is my little contribution towards the stereotype.
The warmth of the sun
The radiance of light
The resilience of a candle flame
The power of fire
The symbol of learning
The aura of enlightenment
More monochromatic images over at the Daily Post
Earlier we used to write letters on paper. Today, we send instant messages.
Earlier long distance calls were few and far between. Today, it’s cheaper than ever to talk to loved ones.
Earlier media was owned by a few people. While mainstream media is still owned by a few people with vested interests, social sharing and blogging platforms are changing the way we communicate with the outside world.
Today, we no longer just listen, we engage – we connect.
To see how bloggers around the world connect with one another and with their environment, be sure to check out the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge – Connected.
A few months back, we paid a visit to an old bungalow in Old Delhi, and I couldn’t take my camera off this beautiful spiral staircase!
And here’s yet another angle beneath my feet.
Many thanks to the kind landlady for tolerating this shutter-bug :)
More angles of everything under the sun over at the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: From Every Angle
A photo story…
Waking up to the smell of fresh filter kaapi
The sight of beautiful flowers on my way to work
Getting hands-on experience at work
Attending productive meetings, seminars and conferences
Coming home to see a dream come to life
And to end a day on a sweet note, a cake — or two!
To see what a good day means to other bloggers, visit the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge
I often see imaginary people on surfaces… do you see one here? Can you describe the appearance of the person here?
Does a face on a wall feel creepy?
I hear voices from afar
Voices of despair.
What they speak, I do not know
Should I know?
I could shut the door harder
No one would care.
Except those voices.
Those voices are in my head.
Urging me to take action.
I am needed here
And at the same time,
I must be elsewhere.