2010...and its pebbles..

From books to machines, from commitments to no answer abilities, from camera to editing, from obligations to options, from stabilities to instabilities, from oblivions to oblivions… 2010… has been predominantly about 'change'. And sexy changes I must say.

 

I cannot admit I have become used to changes. I still complain, crib, cry, and irritate myself while acquainting with them. But there is something about twists in tales, and the hollowness it leaves inside you that I sort of, enjoy. It's like when you mistakenly bite your lip, and it pains, but you like the pain somewhere.

 

So yes, if the year has something in its attic that is for keeps, then it is the realization that I enjoy cribbing about changes, and in course, I do enjoy the changes too.

 

I am not sure (you should never be sure), but I think this change, shall change too. Or may be it will not, may be the persistence shall be the change to come. K sera sera…

 

I remember, on this very night, exactly, 2 years back, someone told me … 'may you realize'. I do realize today. It took another two years to do that. I have been a cheat, been cheated on, lost weight, gained weight, been hit by addictions, done away with some, and kept some. But I love the mistakes that make me the 'chiky' that I am today. And I welcome all the new mistakes that shall make me another 'chiky', in the days to come!

 

Here's to all the changes! Here's to the sexiest of faux pas that make them happen!

 

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The first pebble

Let's start with when I realized that I am collecting pebbles. I think I was 8. That afternoon I had just woken up from an afternoon fulls of pink dreams(pink did not resemble first love to me back then, it resembled childhood.).It was a dream about a ceremony, where very few people had come down, I was wailing dark clouds. Later I found out it was the earliest pebble I had collected.

Since then its been many of them...blue...light pink,dark red, black, pristine white, sunny yellow....some of them really little, some of them handy, some of them tried to ignore me hiding themselves beneath other people's pebbles. My bag seems decently full now. But greed...tch tch!! I cant stop myself from feeling different textures brushing my hands, whenever I pick up a pebble.

Here are a few...
Hope you guys get the feel,but I am not taking any responsibility..


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