A blank canvas, page or mind must have some scribbling in order for it to breathe to life. Not withstanding the idea of silence being the loudest idea or blank page being the mightiest answer, yet the past couple of weeks (month?!) that went past without a word from my end here, is a disappointing bit from my side. Creatively, I've come to a standstill where I can't think to save my life. Simple things as words to fit the situation don't come to me. Writing, then, seems like an uphill task which involves patience and discipline. To sit, to think, to read and to write requires effort and I'm running a deficit in that area. So, I spent whatever measly amount of cash I'd acquired over the last couple of year on expressing myself through images- still and moving. I purchased a GoPro (complete with basic accessories) that eM picked for me from New York. Spending money on electronics is the next best thing after eating puffcorns. On a side note, this corny idea got me a lot of flak in pitching for final semester routine with a faculty member who compared me to the imbecile head of the institution and said he didn't mean it like a compliment. Oh well, that man has power atleast.

In an attempt to make an effort and come clean on what all I've done in the days of my absence, I shall follow up with pictures from my Instagram feed. I feel I need to drill my life on this page, document every minute of my being because when I fill visa applications etc, instead of opening my documents to verify date and information, I can simply open my blog and check. I am hardly making any sense but it's a good habit to speak out as opposed to sleeping away at home. Also, in this little break from writing, the brat that I was, overindulged in every sense of lifestyle. Being a white girl is hard. I've put on two kilos and spent close to 10k on coffee ever since Epicuria came to my life. Happiness and calories together, with bunch of cameras, selfies and completely indulgent behaviour. I need a leash on my life but happiness comes first. Trying to account for where and what I did, for no rhyme or reason. Visual documentation for the win!



Lohri is the only Hindu festival that I look forward to. What's not to like about popcorn and bonfire? Over-indulgence in rum. I think the latter half of the evening involved dialling Citizen Fuzz and saying some crap that I'd rather not talk about here. Ofcourse, he's a good sport and didn't mention it again. Still, nothing beats popcorn.



I vaguely remember, college had just reopened and I got a text from Sinner. Stuka battled cancer till he lost his life to infection that came along with harsh weather. Having been in the situation of losing a member of the canine family, I knew what it felt like. I visited her over post college and just sat after visiting where Stuka had been buried earlier during the day. This is Tabby, one of Obi's offspring. She looked absolutely stunning. Samsung should consider signing her for promotions and advertisements.



This was taken morning after a failure of a day. I got rejected in the first placement test I sat for this year. Needless to say, I went in my shell, cribbed about it. Ruined everyone's life about how I am going to be jobless. I am going to be jobless. Not ruining anyone's day anymore. Oh, and meet AJ. Editing room stories- day 1. Pissed, bored while Jay struggled to sync our first sync-sound exercise. The footage and acting's so bad that it's good. "We are logged in!", this is how we all remember our first 'film' exercise. AJ, however, looking sharp.




This Christmas, all I got was diabetes. Amongst other yummy stuff, Ude got me a box of dark kit-kat from Dubai. Sibling stole some, under the pretext of wearing her clothes. Pig.