Mind's Eventful Month!

Life’s most beautiful things are in the smallest of the smallest moments, like riding a bicycle or filling a pot with mud, thinking of a gift for your best friends or just being loved and licked by a pet dog. :-)

I had a great month…with lots of new adventures within myself. First I completed two gifts for my buddies. According to me gifts represent multitude of emotions, it involves a lot of thought and understanding of the person whom it is gifted to and hence I enjoy the process of choosing or making one. For Som, I painted this card with a thoughtful message especially for a dear friend. I am glad I got this to her before the next Birthday. :-)

Subbu, for introducing me to the art of steam punk had to be given something close to it. Our trip to Sunday Bazaar fetched us 3 old alarm clocks for Rs100. Disassembling them gave me several gears; the gears formed images in my mind to finally assemble on a board to resemble a bicycle and an art.

With a help of a friend, I blended one of my photographs and poems as a gift to an aunt who had loved my poem. The picture is of Theerthahalli's Kalpana, modified to look like art and the poem was written in 2004.

After a long wait of 4 months I finally bought my new BTwin Bicycle (Triban Trail 3). On the very first day I rode it through the busy streets of Madiwala to residential areas of BTM layout and then took a eventful main road to my house in Basvangudi.

On my way, I stopped at Subbu’s place where I lost my heart to Crushy! From the moment I stepped in, she tried to climb on me, drag me, lick me and hug me. When I was about to leave, she bit the bottom of my pant as though dragging me away from the exit and not letting me go. By the time I left I felt so miserable and all through the ride the smell of her, brought back the nostalgia. :-)


A week has passed by but I still miss Crushy as much as I miss my Tomy. Dogs are lovely animals; they never judge others like humans do, for them everybody is worth a hug, everybody is worth some love. They make you feel so wanted and it seems as though nobody else can love you more than them. Perhaps it’s man’s need to feel wanted is what makes dog his best friend. I disagree to the saying – Dogs are faithful, as being faithful is a very conscious decision, a result of judgment or a commitment but dogs always love you irrespective of who you are, they do not think over it and decide.

Subbu’s mother gave me some plants which I enjoyed planting in the new pots. I enjoy the process of mud mixing with manure and sand; the roots merging with new soil and water quench into the dryness; what a beautiful sight of life it is; one can never feel life as real as it is, other than while watering a plant.

Watched some good movies;
Tucker – An inspiring story of a very creative person and his story of building only 50 cars of his design.
Hatari – A 1962 classic about a group of friends on a safari and their adventures. Fun film with absolutely no complications what so ever.
Inglorious Basterds – A very interesting story and brilliant characters, especially by the Oscar winning Christopher Waltz playing Hans Landa and Mélanie Laurentas Shosanna.

Now, with so many things keeping my mind continuously occupied, now, when I am done, I am conquered with a vast voidness, of being unable to think or do anything. One goes into an unexplainable silence where the mind stops to react. I thought this happened only to me untill I read Osho’s book on Creativity where many complain to him of this void state which can be very depressing at times and he says, this is bound to happen and make use of this to enhance the creativity further and improve yourself further. With some extension to the same thought I feel that perhaps this voidness appears because there is still a long long way to go to become satisfied with your creativity and till then there is no end for your thoughts. :-)