Rembrandt (1606-1669)

He made far too many self portraits.
Painted mainly humans and mythology

<- Christ in the Storm on the Lake of Galilee








Vincent Van Gogh
Practically in love with this guy
Starry Night ->
guess what he cut of the lobe of his left ear-wicked
he was also suffering from - "Diagnoses which have been put forward include schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, syphilis, poisoning from swallowed paints, temporal lobe epilepsy and acute intermittent porphyria. Any of these could have been the culprit and been aggravated by malnutrition, overwork, insomnia, and a fondness for alcohol, and absinthe in particular."






Pierre Auguste Renoir

He is kinda ok mainly paints people esp. women. People say that renoir only paints dumb women ;)

<- Luncheon at the boat







Claude Monet
Father of Impressionism
His forte was his garden which he loved to paint

La prominade ->

Salvador Dali
A man who cannot be expressed in few words,
He has a untold mystery about his works
i still am working to be able to decipher his story.
A photographer, painter what not
well this is the best one according to me

<- Persistence of memory

who am i

describing oneself might be the toughest task
still it wont kill me to give a shot

i am what ever you want me to be
i am my ma's midnight start
i am my dad's little genius
i am my sisters sixth sence
i am my boyfriends cute bunny
i am my friends chatter box

i have many shades
however some might seem to be grey
i all this conflicts of identity
i lost what i am
am i rain or sunshine
am i winter or summer
am i red or blue
so who am i
..............
mystery yet to be unrevealed

the good the bad the ugly

Bad is the new good that’s what they tell me. They -the new paper people. Somehow my heart or my mind dosent accepts. I mean this I public ally insulting my IQ. Guilt and conscious over night lost its meaning. They say the level of narcissism in the humans I increasing like the world temperature. No wonder the global warming campaign is going down the drain. One aspect of it that I can still digest is that for each one of u the meaning of good and bad differs. Like in case of my childhood best friend uttering a lie was not just a crime it was a sin however now we try to justify lie as a WHITE lie. We humans are hilarious bending each and every protocol to our satisfaction. Like now a day’s lie that doesn’t hurt any one is a White lie, why not use it to your advantage. For me the world is cut into two halves the white and black, 0s and 1s, the right the wrong, the good the bad, nothing lies in between. It’s either the zenith or the nadir for me. Of course existence of one without another is unconditional. However I don’t believe in the concept of disguised marketing (thanks MBA for enriching my vocabulary). We all are suffering for a virus called as the “heard mentality” instead of listening to our mind we try to do what others are doing. Instead of eating our own food we criticize others cooking. Likewise instead of doing what we believe in, we end up doing things that others approve of or what others feel is good or bad just to get that satisfaction nod. I can be said to be a hypocrite criticizing the heard mentality virus however I too am a victim of it. These books on individualism like Fountain Head many of yours all time favorite might sound too idealistic a revolutionary book which awakens our soul. I found it to be presumptuous it talks about how thinking differently can satisfy one, ironically we all like the concept which in turn makes us all similar. Coming back on the track the BAD & GOOD swing. Lets talk about the various fashion fads in the history in 70s smoking was supposed to be cool or good, drugs in the 80s and latest the bad guys are the “IN” thing. But they didn’t last for long so instead of a stupid magazine telling us what to do and what not too why not for once we use our own head and come up with our own road map instead of walking the ones our parents or loved ones made for us.

A Tribute to "23 years of ignorance"

Vikram Seth

No miracles will ever clean,
the memory bestile and obscene
of those who having fouled their trust,
grew wraped with dread and power lust,
and ordered fire on the square,
on unarmed people everywhere,
brave people seeking to be free,
of rottenness, of tyrany.

Ctrl + Alt + DELETE

Erasing seems to be so much easier than writing.

But this is not the case, I just realised that i have created so many accounts (and i just dont mean on internet) that it has been hard for me to keep track of them. Like accounts even relationships come with an expiry dates. If you dont check your mails once in 3 months the account will be closed. Some times its too taxing to check mails one needs to go through all the unwanted spam to actually get to the main part. I mean i need to read 10 mails just to find out that not even one of them was worth it. So whats the whole point in signing up for a mail account. Long one are the days when you had just one mailing account and one used to take pains to write letter. The letter once received not just had message but also the smell and the essence of the writer. Kids things were so much better back then. However this was expensive and physical you need to buy a envelope and a stamp to send it across. E MAILS have become so inexpensive and impersonal that it saves one money as well as time. You No longer need to go on an actual date, just long on to your g talk and start talking something like a virtual date. You can share alot more than you do on a physical date but i know VIRTUAL DATING does have its own complications like the tone or the body language. Enough of this technosavy talk lets see some ground realities. Internet suck and its true. Hence today i decided to close down 3 out of 5 mailing accounts
~<<<<<<~waiting~>>>>>>>~
~<<<<<<~deleting~>>>>>>>~

stop using yahoo, msn or google messenger
~<<<<<<<~Closed~>>>>>>~
~<<<<<<<~uninstalled~>>>>>>~

and last but not the least close donw my orkut account.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
~<<<<<<~thinking~>>>>>>~
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~<<<<<<~thinking~>>>>>>~
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more of thinking
~~~~opening orkut
ohh i got a scrap aweeeeeeeee no i cannot turn back its too late for me
~~~~~~ settings -> delete your orkut account ~~~~~~~~
just need to press this button
gosh i m sweating cannot press the button ... my finger are getting numb.
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ok fine i cannot delete it now
but will one day
ONE FINE DAY
I promise you my fellow bloggers
one day i will stand up for my self
one day i will fight for the underprivileged
one day i will not show my back
one day i will conquer my fear of getting lost
one day i will become anonymous
one day i will break free from all these obligations of mailing
one day i will be free from this web of Internet
one day i will press Ctrl+Alt+Del
until then
adios till we meet again