Time flies and so do memories but the pen captures it all......

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Culturally Booked!

I'm a Punjabi but born and brought up in Gujarat. So, what's my culture? Which one do I belong to? I have an assignment where in I need to get atleast five artefacts of any of these cultures. May it be the culture of Gujarat or Punjab but that is one thing the world wide web doesn't care about. Or rather should I follow Mohan Sinha's words and go behind the story? Frankly, I'm not vella enough to do that.

There must be half a dozen Punjabis in my class who obviously chose to dig the Punjabi culture. Out of the 1 million artefacts that the Punjabi culture could be boasting about the half a dozen Punjabis have probably gone for number of the artefacts which is half their strength. Thence, I chose to go for Gujarati artefacts. One more reason to it is; one of my teachers advised me before I came here to think and do everything what no one else's doing. Experiment new things, don't follow others. But I assume there are some 3-4 Gujjus in my class plus a 3-4 Non-Gujjus who'd like to do a Gujju, so that again brings it to half a dozen Gujju assignments but then there are other reasons as well as to why I chose to go for my birth-place instead of my native-place.

One of the most important being this: My teacher tells me, poke your parents, grandparents, etc. I do but couldn't find anything. Gujarati culture is so not-intriguing anyone that people residing since more than 60 years are unable to have proper recognition. This arouses my curious-self! Damnit, I want to do this one now. I go upto the next best thing. My Gujju friends and hark! Now I am into something, names of artefacts galore but still the world wide web isn't interested. That puts me into a dilemma. I again go think about Punjabi culture

My family members certainly give me a bundle full of information about Punjabi culture and artefacts. This, that, blah blah! There's just too much for a guy like me who suffers indecisiveness syndrome. But then, it's very easy to go for the Punjabi culture. I can do it and throw it aside.

So, what to choose? Birth-Place or Native-Place? The suspense still stays. Wait upto monday to know!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

square root of three

this is a common and seen before poem..

but it still strikes my heart like ever before..

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three.
A three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight?
Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine;
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic.
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality.
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer.
We break free from our mortal bonds;
And with a wave of magic wands,
Our square root signs become unglued
And my love for you has been renewed.



That's all what photography means to amateur photographers. I observe three types of photographers in my perspective. See and shoot types, see observe and shoot types and how much will it for be and shoot types. I don't know the difference because I'm not a photographer, I'm an observer. I like seeing photographs. But what is a photograph actually? Just a medium of explaining someone a real situation virtually? Or anything else?

I was seeing a friend's album today. When I see this friend for real, I perceive different things about her and when I saw her pics, I perceived altogether a different world of hers. To be honest her photographs revealed more than anything about her lifestyle and nature more than I could derive when standing with her.

A photograph does wonders sometimes. It speaks truth. Whenever I stare into the lens the true me comes out. I can fake myself when in front of you but I can't do it while looking into the camera. Looking in the lens is like looking in someone's eyes, noone can fool while looking directly into someone's eyes. Yes, some people can. Those who can with ease and versatility are those to whom the Oscar goes to.

Why do I talk about photography? Only because I have joined a Media School? But I'm far away from photography and visual communication. I didn't ever care to wonder how people get the sense to convert a photograph into the valuable green paper! As a layman I feel lack of aesthetics in an pocket filling photograph. But that's again my perception, no hard feelings to any photographers. Despite that perception I think a good photographer is the one who carries his camera to anywhere and everywhere possible because things happen in a spur of a moment and such moments are meant to be captured for people like me to enjoy.

Last type of photographers I've come across are the ones I'm most intrigued with:

I'm your biggest fan,
I'll follow you until you love me,