“Numerous times I lie in bed at night and imagine the cruellest torture. I imagine the most miserable ruining of that person's life. After that, I can fall asleep with a smile on my face. As long as it stays in the realm of imagination, the crueller the better - that's healthy. I'd like to recommend it to you all as well. I hope my films can help ( Read more... )

From the past few weeks I have had this overwhelming urge to taste blood…….my blood. I want to get into a fist fight and loose. I want to spit my blood onto a white wall and watch it leave thin red lines behind. I am neither frustrated nor angry; I am just itching for some pain. No…I haven’t forgotten how pain feels like.

One of the most amusing and disturbing sights is to watch Pomeranians hump; I had the misfortune of watching that today morning when I was on the terrace to watch the early morning blue. Pomeranians are the only breed of dogs that I don’t mind making biryanis out of…thou I had a Pomeranian when I was a kid, he was called Dennis. Much like the ( Read more... )

Ants, cigarettes and early Sunday Mornings

Wrapped in a cloth, by the stone,

On top of the one room house.

Bearing witness to the suns and moons,

Swimming across the mighty sky.

Across the maze of red squares

I watched an ant, a sugar cube on its back

Running from square to square,

With purpose and will.

A dancing stick at the next square,

Lead the ( Read more... )

One little question has been bothering me all day long,

In the process of trying to figure out the answer to that nagging question, I got reminded of a discussion I had with vidder on the most inexpensive and simplest pleasures of life…….

Stretching after a long nap, Scratching your ass, Staying up all night and watching the sun rise, Early ( Read more... )

Sitting opposite a garment store named pick ‘n’ move in good old jayanagar and watching the interesting end of a King burn away I realized how much I have missed writing ( Read more... )

It’s been a while since my last post..... It feels weird to write here after so long....it always does when the things to say outnumbers the words your throat can hold and the only thing one can do is stare at the blinking cursor ( Read more... )

I spent the better part of last night at the Dell Complex (Canteen) trying to sell tickets to the rock concert; I sat at the counter and observed the sea of people before me. There were all kinds, the pseudo babes with thick layers of lip stick smeared all over the face, the pseudo studs with their shades and tight shirts, the married ‘I-wont-look- ( Read more... )

It’s been a while since I heard any kind of music, my sound card is fucked and my OS is having issues...I found my ipod lying around on the table...picked it up...switched off the lights.....and pressed play....

Cold play- Hardest Part.....

I stood there for two minutes listening to Chris martin tell me...

“And the hardest part ( Read more... )

There is something magical about certain faces; they just leave a mark in some deep corner inside you. A sparkle in their eye that stares right thru you, lifts you two feet above the ground, and leaves you there for a while.....Its the whole magic of photography, you cant really make people pose to look that way, they are always that way, They ( Read more... )