“Are you biology guy?”
“Yes”
“Then Come here, all your explanations about biology is useless without a single picture”.
And they went along.
I was just coming back from office and I heard two old guys talking, they were some kind of botany people, who were looking at plants on streets. Their normal talk and behavior looked so interesting to me that I couldn’t help but trespass on them. Then suddenly I had a feeling that trespassing will be the best lesson I can learn for my films. If I can really trespass and take out anything then it would be worth any number of theories or reading or analysis.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Be my Horizon
Found this from some backup
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7 December 2001
Be My Horizon
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I am standing in my balcony,
Moving my eyes round the earth.
I just can't look beyond the horizon,
eager to know what is beyond it.
But, by standing at this point,
I cant know.
I start walking towards it,
on my way I meet people.
I experienced some good as well as bad,
that made me think.
Finally, I reach the horizon,
Really ?
That was just the same situation,
as before I was standing.
So where did horizon disappear ?
And where did myself,
Yes, that was not the horizon,
But, that was another place.
So, now I am not me, as I was before,
Before moving towards horizon.
There is some change inside me,
Perhaps, Better or Worse.
But the good thing is that,
moving made me think, a lot of things.
What is the power, that made me to Travel ?
What is the power, that I am seeking for ?
What is the power, that force me to change ?
The same power , I found in You.
You attracted me.
You changed me.
You found myself.
I Love You.
Just Be my Horizon.
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7 December 2001
Be My Horizon
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I am standing in my balcony,
Moving my eyes round the earth.
I just can't look beyond the horizon,
eager to know what is beyond it.
But, by standing at this point,
I cant know.
I start walking towards it,
on my way I meet people.
I experienced some good as well as bad,
that made me think.
Finally, I reach the horizon,
Really ?
That was just the same situation,
as before I was standing.
So where did horizon disappear ?
And where did myself,
Yes, that was not the horizon,
But, that was another place.
So, now I am not me, as I was before,
Before moving towards horizon.
There is some change inside me,
Perhaps, Better or Worse.
But the good thing is that,
moving made me think, a lot of things.
What is the power, that made me to Travel ?
What is the power, that I am seeking for ?
What is the power, that force me to change ?
The same power , I found in You.
You attracted me.
You changed me.
You found myself.
I Love You.
Just Be my Horizon.
Touching my Horizon
Long time ago, I wrote "Be my Horizon",
I had no Horizon at that time, but the feel of having someone , sometime, touched me.
After few years, I wrote "You are my Horizon",
I finally found a Horizon for me,
Irony was, I never wanted her to be my Horizon.
The moment was as painful as fulfilling my Horizon Poem. Made me smile and made me cry at the same time.
"Life is nothing but Ironic"
Today, I am sitting here, writing a story of a Girl's Horizon. I can feel what this imaginary girl feels. I have felt the very need and pain of a Horizon, from childhood to last breath of her life.
I really like the scene, when the girl makes gesture of touching her Horizon.
Very childish but again, very true for me. I did try to touch and feel my Horizon.
I keep doing till this moment.
In past few months, I felt terrible pain. It was not because I almost lost my Horizon. But it was because I almost lost the urge to touch.
I don't want to do that again, I can't do that again.
No matter how far my Horizon will be from me,
I will never stop doing the gesture of touching.
I had no Horizon at that time, but the feel of having someone , sometime, touched me.
After few years, I wrote "You are my Horizon",
I finally found a Horizon for me,
Irony was, I never wanted her to be my Horizon.
The moment was as painful as fulfilling my Horizon Poem. Made me smile and made me cry at the same time.
"Life is nothing but Ironic"
Today, I am sitting here, writing a story of a Girl's Horizon. I can feel what this imaginary girl feels. I have felt the very need and pain of a Horizon, from childhood to last breath of her life.
I really like the scene, when the girl makes gesture of touching her Horizon.
Very childish but again, very true for me. I did try to touch and feel my Horizon.
I keep doing till this moment.
In past few months, I felt terrible pain. It was not because I almost lost my Horizon. But it was because I almost lost the urge to touch.
I don't want to do that again, I can't do that again.
No matter how far my Horizon will be from me,
I will never stop doing the gesture of touching.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Now, That changes everything
With so much wiring done in our minds, hard and soft, its very difficult sometimes to be true to your self,
But I think how amazing it would be, if you can just feel,
Just listen to the piano keys playing, wind blowing, unstoppable murmur of humans chattering,
Just look at how funny people look in their own reflections,
Just smell a freshly homemade dish,
and above all feel the touch, the sensation of your very love ones, right inside you,
Nothing can stop us from these feelings except ourselves,
Just live with your spirit, before it gets away...
But I think how amazing it would be, if you can just feel,
Just listen to the piano keys playing, wind blowing, unstoppable murmur of humans chattering,
Just look at how funny people look in their own reflections,
Just smell a freshly homemade dish,
and above all feel the touch, the sensation of your very love ones, right inside you,
Nothing can stop us from these feelings except ourselves,
Just live with your spirit, before it gets away...
Monday, June 16, 2008
So Long
Its really been a long time,
And A LOT happened in between,
Change in relations, change in location, change in knowledge even change in attitude, :-)
But one thing never got changed,
The self, the inner character, the true identity, all same thing,
I never play practical, I like more weird stuff, things out of which no logic can be made,
because thats what becomes soul of a story,
if everything is based on logic and reality, then there is no Human Factor, which is more towards unbalancing life rather than balancing it,
I am happy that even 6 years after graduation, I haven't stopped,
and I am just as crazy as I was in childhood,
Now the question before me is: "How can I make something out of what I feel?"
And honestly seeking the answer is more exciting than the answer itself.
And A LOT happened in between,
Change in relations, change in location, change in knowledge even change in attitude, :-)
But one thing never got changed,
The self, the inner character, the true identity, all same thing,
I never play practical, I like more weird stuff, things out of which no logic can be made,
because thats what becomes soul of a story,
if everything is based on logic and reality, then there is no Human Factor, which is more towards unbalancing life rather than balancing it,
I am happy that even 6 years after graduation, I haven't stopped,
and I am just as crazy as I was in childhood,
Now the question before me is: "How can I make something out of what I feel?"
And honestly seeking the answer is more exciting than the answer itself.
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