Wckd Wckd Weirdos and Weirdonts

August 18, 2010

Whats weird is not going to a classroom with empty hands, and a ball point pen that remains in your pocket till u go drop dead in your hostel bed, and listening to the gauffs that the professor try exremly hard to stingent in  your mind and u force back to completely somewhat partially get it outta your head, not inetentionally but since you have had a rough nite,  that u slept @ 10 and woke up @ 7 and “still” you have heavy eyelids and you are fighting every moment with the time counting each seconds to pass and dreaming about what you would do if you were there ( outta the campus faternity,way outta the city and somewhere u wish you were enjoying each moment with someone who could understand what you go through everday and then every dream ends with you realizing that the only person you can spend time is you yourself).
How you wished you were elated by the surroundings, by the class rooms, and then u wish and wish.

Another O! so weird thing is having to watch a couple one in kurta the other in a totall formal pants and walking with clampped hands together in the middle of the Institute ailse, and me in a jaw dropping situation of seeing them ample together with a lovalable expression .

(Still have more to add, just reminiscing what things???, till ‘en read on )


Detrital Wash

August 2, 2010

“The desert is the environment f revelation, genetically and physiologically alien, sensorily austere, esthetically abstract, historically inimical… Its forms are bold and suggestive. The mind is the beset by light and space, the kinesthetic novelty of aridity, high temperature, and wind. The desert sky is encircling majestic, terrible. In other habitats, the rim of sky above the horizontal is broken or obscured; here , together with the overhead portion, it is infinitely vaster than that of rolling countryside and forest lands. … In an unobstructed sky the clouds seem more massive, sometimes grandly reflecting the earth’s curvature on their concave undersides. The angularity of desert landforms imparts a monumental architecture to the clouds as well as the land…
To the desert go prophets and hermits; through deserts go pilgrims and exiles. Here the leaders of the great religious have sought the therapeutic and spiritual values of retreat, not to escape but to find reality.”

Paul Shepard,

Man in the Landscape