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15
Jun
10

Weekend trip

It didn’t start off bad, and the ending was pleasantly relaxing, but in between was the “worth-remembering” part. We had gone for a night-out at a Farmhouse outside Pune to celebrate a friends Birthday, we all needed the change of air as well.
We left on a Saturday afternoon, it was a little over an hour’s drive from the city and we reached early. The rest of the evening and night went pretty much as any other gettogether would of a nearing-thirties-north-east gang.

We all woke up pretty earlier on Sunday, around 7:30 and got ready to leave. We were planning to make it back on time for Sunday Church 🙂 We left by 8:00 with plans of having a heavy breakfast on the way.
The path to the farm from the Main road would take about 10 mins on wheels, and we were to spend the next 4 tiring hours on it. The previous day was sunny, so the road was pretty much dried up and we had little trouble reaching the farm. But it had drizzled a bit the night before (Funny no one seemed to notice then.) and it seemed the route was laid with fine black silt from the foothills of the Western Ghats. (No one noticed that either.)
Never in my life had I seen such sticky mud, maybe that’s why the soil was really good for cultivation. Mud stuck up the mudguard of our bikes blocked the rotation, and there was no way to scoop it out. The next logical thing to do was simply break them, apparently one friend was an expert and took great joy breaking them all. There were 5 bikes, luckily we had suggested to leave the cars near the main road, very luckily.
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We would push the bikes for about 10 meters, clean the mud, and then start all over again. I would really like to stress on how tiring it was, parched throats, muddy wet shoes, stinking black mud, etc, but no words can express the experience, and the feeling we had when we finally made it out. It was pure bliss. The end.
And here’s the dog that kept us company (He didn’t help much)
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07
Apr
09

Sketches – 1

The mind's eye

The mind's eye

The mind’s eye: Inspired by something I saw at a pub called Apache in Pune. It’s well known for great cocktails, 99.99% male crowd and the same rock songs every day after day.

Fingers

Fingers

 Fingers: The first glance would seem normal, but look again closely and you will find the anomaly in the picture. And yes, it’s created with a tracing of my palm, I’m not that good an artist to create one myself.

31
Mar
09

Raving crayons 1

There was a time, way back while in college when I thought I would try my hand at creativity. So, I got myself a sketch-book and a box of crayons and these are some of the results which worth displaying without invoking too much bowel imbalance.
Peace Overgrown

Peace Overgrown

 Peace: A time when I was obsessed with World Peace, but later realised it isn’t as Peaceful as it is made out to be. A dream worth realising, yet will never be realised.

The Frame of Life

The Frame of Life

 Frame of Life: The stages of life in a frame, where the beginning and the end doesn’t really matter as much anymore as the stages in between.

These hands

These hands

Hands: Our multi-colored hands, the embodiment of our actions, the things we create and destroy and that we love and hate.

19
Mar
09

fish(es)

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10
Mar
09

call me superstitious, but..

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04
Mar
09

sunrise from a train journey

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26
Feb
09

Fire!

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