EVALET

To err is human; To secretly laugh at others is satisfaction

2010-09-16T06:12:00.000-07:00

'The working professional', is the title we are allotted once we enter any company. Words such as ‘professional’, ‘expert’, ‘serious’, ‘dedicated’ are used as if It were a flyer distributed for free. Most times we do try to live up to this criterion. But the fact is, most times we don’t or we do it with our own modifications. We think no one is watching or we go unnoticed. But the truth is, everybody notices, everybody passes little comments in their minds when it happens.

By now you must be thinking, ‘what on earth is she talking about?!’ I’m talking about those little quirks that make us human and keep the fin in our work space and pressures. The person titled ‘Mr. / Ms. I know everything’, must be quiet a famous one allotted at almost every workspace, so much so that the thought that frequently crosses your mind is, ‘if he knows everything and everyone then when is he still working here?!’ Thinking about it, who would be the confidence booster in the office without him?

The second most popular title is that of ‘Mr. Serious or Snobby?’ Yes we all like to throw our darts at the one who doesn’t cover up for us or play along in our goofiness. Truth is they maintain the ‘professional sanity’ of the organization. The title gaining most popularity these day is that of ‘Mr./Ms. Dedicated (I’m not finished) to Facebook’. These are the social butterflies who cannot detach themselves form escaping the work spaces and time, multiplying in numbers at ever company. Who are we to complain as long as the work gets done on time?

There are many more titles that we allot to almost every person who passes by us in a company, like Mr. Confused, Mr. Grumpy, The Prankster, The Joker, The Sleepy Head, The Lazy Duck so on and so forth. If somebody has no flaws, their only flaw is that they are flawless, so there goes another title.

Truth is, “to err is human, and to secretly laugh at others is satisfaction’. Just as manpower comes together to run a successful organization, our quirks come together to run a fun filled and dynamic life. What good if everyone is perfect or professional? Our quirks keep the drama alive, it is what makes each day different, to look forward to how grumpy is Mr. Grumpy going to be today or what will the pranksters do to Mr. dedicated? And at the end of it all, it is what helps us get through the day and what we would miss the most when it is gone.

The ball game of edurance

2010-01-22T15:57:00.000-08:00

Of late i've been observing life. I must admit it hasnt' been the finest yet. Dreams are more beautiful than what maybe real. Which makes me think, what if we act out our present because a dream tells us to? Of late its' a method ive' tried. Not a very wise decision i must say. As of now everything seems to be falling apart. Not one wish right, not one stone of hope turned. A good friend told me, 'Endure' it's the best we can do, to which I may add is the only thing keeping me going. I've lost all power to make decisions. I've lost the power to deal with those I make. Returning empty handed has become such a routine i've forgotten what achieving something really feels like.

It's a game of slow death the forces play upon those who are capable of surviving the never ending game time, while it sits up there and savors the misery. It's a slow death of thoughts, of dreams, of life until your misery downs you all.

The darkness of cries. The light of masked smiles. And in between the two, the dreams of a better future.

unexplicable.

2010-01-11T03:26:00.000-08:00

Upside down
Up and round
The fastest spin
High above, back to the ground

A pin to a lime
I see my self, calm and composed.
No scare or rush
It's clear as snow.

I look at the buildings go round
I look at the lights go round
I look at the people go round
I look at me go round

I see the eyes through which I see
I read the mind through which I read
I see the joy for which I smile
I see the life for which I live

Not a rider
Nor a spectator
In between, is where I am
Physically, mentally

Crazy or Mad
I cannot detach
It's over now
It happened? I don't know how.

Dream

2010-01-01T12:33:00.001-08:00

Come in a group
Come in a pair
Come you and I
come without a lie

lets take a walk
even through fields of dead stalk
lets cross the barren deserts
and dried up valleys

For one day the grass would be green
and flowers would bloom
around the lakes of serenity
the starting point for eternity

The mountains will tell us tales of peace
the wind will guide our feet
up to the tallest peak
and fall with arms open into the oceans deep

Lets meet along the way
Fellow travellers of may
Lets join with stangers at supper
and have nature as our mother

Children of the earth
we were ment to be
lets celebrate love, peace and joy
and let the rest be.

Home decor is'nt rocket science.

2009-10-11T03:03:00.000-07:00

It was one of those extremely busy days at work. After an extremely noisy and boring buss ride you walk into the house painted pink, with red sofas and an ugly brown table, more like a house put together from left overs collected for generations. You hear the blades of the fan move slowly accompanied by something thats a whining sound made my instruments with a few "tadan nana". Its gloomy. The very life from the room has been sucked away.

Thats when you realise how important home decor is! Ones house radiates energies that calms the body down. Color coordination, order and cleanliness fuse positive energies into the space. Space and light are illusions that can be created with mirrors, curtains and a well lit house. Try not to use the same color light as you would be exposed to at work. Let the natural light in during the day. Gone are the days when the walls were off white, Add color! Last but not the least accessorize. Small things like potpourri, candles, vase, flowers, floor lamps and well arranged photo frames personalizes the house and gives out a welcoming feeling.

It amazing how these simple things not only makes a house into a welcoming home, but also fuses calm and possitive energies amongst the members of the house.

Excuses of sorts

2009-09-22T05:44:00.000-07:00

A few years back I was at school
A trouble maker in a group of four
Using innocence as a bait
Twist through the roads meant to be straight
Bunking classes, prankster queens
Did it all as disciplined teens.

Went to college caught the flu
Smoking, drinking and some drugs too
Travelled the corners hidden below
All that nature gracefully bestows.
Oh no! It’s time
With attendance we short,
Who cares lets bunk
There are excuses of sorts.
Lets pull that prank one last time,
This time bigger, it’s a bomb not a lime.
Let’s bitch, Let’s fight
Let’s party, let’s dance
We’ll save the bang
Hey! We aren’t the only wasted gang.

The care free life is over now
It’s time to sail on a money dhow
Oh it’s time to carry my sack
It’s way to heavy on my back
Ring ring, my boss got a fax
She’s out on a meeting to fix her tax
With an evil grin, it’s time to relax
Lets bunk again
Life is short
After all, there are excuses of sorts.

Graduates of Recession

2009-08-22T14:04:00.000-07:00

"When I grow up I want to be a doctor. If anyone tries to hurt you I will give them a nice big injection."

Sounds familiar? Yes, the little child's dream. Today I'm standing at the deciding point of life when you step out into the real world, to make dreams come true. Being here it makes me wonder are these dreams just for the young? Like the little children and their fairy god mother.

My friend tells me, "welcome to the real world". With the recession that just hit us, we have to, to some extent become slaves of money. Preference here is now changing from wanting a career to just wanting a job, any bloody job as long as you get the money.

'Career' is either for the rich who could either afford to wait around to get the job that would build their career or just a child's dream. Money does make the world go round, speak to the graduates of recession you would get a glimpse of the real world.

Reminiscence

2009-07-01T06:47:00.001-07:00

I've been cribbing for awhile now about how i just hate Dubai. But with all the terminations and visa issues i realized that if i ever had to leave dubai for good and never come back i would be devastated!

Its so hot and humid, there is absolutely nothing to do, money is never enough and every dick knows your history. But it's where I grew up. It's where I had all my shitty times, where iv been broke beyond words and still managed to scrape out coins to have ice cream, where iv played on footpaths and rang peoples doorbell, played basketball and and fell in and out of love.

It's where i've made the best of friends and watched them grow into men/women, and today they are all leaving. Some will come back others wont, the rest are to busy with their professional life. It makes me sad to see how things change, how people grow further apart following their dreams and ambitions. I cannot complain because I would be doing the same.

But i hope that one day will come when time just rewinds and I would have all my friends back with me again. With no stress of limited finances, or aches because they are growing too old or complaints because now they live a much more sophisticated life and enjoy round two of a childhood i'm so proud off.

Questions in the comfort of our world

2008-11-26T06:18:00.000-08:00

Why do circumstance and people always want to take away what one really wants? Why is the world bound by irrational beliefs? If we call our self modern and realistic and follow the liberal views of life why is there still space for superstitions, fate, societal pressures and conservative ideas that inflict with a lash decisions over an individuals "free will"? Is "follow your heart" is a saying constructed by society which actually implies the fact that a persons heart is governed by society again.

Is it difficult or impossible to live by ones own principles? If its difficult then why do people change their words and ways? If its impossible then why do people opt out of life? Is suicide an act of being coward? If so Why? If life is so precious, a privilege every individuals want to cherish why cant one opt out of it in difficulty and why are those who do dare to choose peace over a life of hell are termed as cowards? Why is life so important? If a person comes to this earth alone and leaves alone why are relationships so important? Doesn't everyone have to leave someday? What happens to a person after death? Are they reborn or does it go to the 3spheres of hell, purgatory and heaven or does it float in a vortex or does it linger around as a spiritual form on the surface of the earth free to its will? Is it happy or is it sad? Has the suffering ended or just begun? When we are so caught up with work, schedules, rights, duties, money, thoughts, society what would we do with time after death? Is there time after death? Even with this fear of the unknown why do people opt the "easier way out" is the decision actually easy or the circumstance so bad that has compelled the option? The questions can go on, but who takes heed?

2008-08-05T06:08:00.000-07:00

best things in life come free...

2008-06-27T19:25:00.000-07:00

Bangalore has never been this good before. After a whole year this place has a new meaning which of course included letting go of things, accepting a lot more and mostly being myself once again.

My excitement for socializing has taken a step further; I would rather say it’s a leap. The most interesting part is that I really like my new acquaintances! I can actually defy the saying "the first impression is the last" by saying time opens windows to a personality that maybe hidden. It's amazing how I can really talk to some of them, especially 'puppy oshan' about anything under the sun and its always been a good conversation. Today I truly hail the short messaging services.

And of course one can't sit at home within their four walls and "socialize" so lets put it this way iv been going to new places, if it’s the old place its with a new attitude. Even if its just a crazy fun ride to the graveyard and Mysore rd ccd, Green Valley Resort, karaoke night at opus, the same old college and Taika, a crazy chatty night with Roshan or a midnight "teen rupiya chai" on the footpath, it’s that positive energy that has made it good enough to be written in my books as memories of some of the most treasured days of my life. I must admit I've come to a point where life's simple and good that even being miles away from what I call home doesn’t bother me anymore. Yes I do miss my folks and who I call my 'chaddi buddies' out there.

The best part of this whole month has been the drives and rides after a pumped up night of crazy dancing. There's nothing better than riding with a bunch of friends, singing aloud as u stick your head out of the car window and feel the wind in your hair while cruising the empty roads as the city sleeps. Dancing like there is no tomorrow especially with those who enjoy dancing as much as you do gets you high on ecstasy without actually smoking up. Yes Pranav I do agree with you 'footpath buddies are the best buddies'.

One thing I've learnt and shall always bear in mind: You can truly enjoy life in the simplest way if u have the capacity to make it worthwhile, after all the best things in life (good memories) are free…

Nature at its Best

2008-04-13T04:38:00.000-07:00

Have you ever faced a situation when you just want to make the most of the time u have at hand knowing its not going to last too long. Your stuck in a time frame where your want to live life to its best, is much like a dream of past events and that magic ball that gives you an insight to a fantasy world future. But when you wake up kaboom it that load of stereotypes of being a girl, those responsibilities, deadlines and routine life your just squished under. Like that doesn’t serve as enough of walls to claustrophobe you, your suppressed under company and dingy mood swings of those around you. You suffocate and just want to break through into the mountains or some scenic beauty living life far from the hustle and bustle enjoying life in the simplest way it can be.

So I let off and true to my impulsive nature travel with those of my kind who enjoy such break troughs. We headed to Chikmaglur about 6hours from Bangalore and I was awe struck right from the beginning! Traveling through mountains to our tree house at the Hoskonde estate about 1000 feet above sea level amidst trees and wildlife with a breathtaking view of the world in its primitive form of pure and innocent scenic beauty "nature at its best".

We lived in a tree house (built around I guess an oak tree) out of bamboo and thatched leaves for the roof, not those sophisticated ones driven by art and technology but those naturally simple the way its meant to be yet providing amenities of today. It wasn’t just a break but I actually educated myself while we went on a plantation walk into acres of the estate forest.

A moment I truly enjoyed and have captured in my mind is that when we were down at a lake surrounded on all sides by mountains that held a dense forest, drenched in rain that cooled the place. I stood there in the rain amidst sweet smelling fragrance of wet earth looking at the fishes in the lake, the vibrant and colorful birds flying by, the dark clouds that covered the mountain peaks and a silence that still echoed the sounds of nature. How peaceful that experience seemed to be. It was like one of those times u feel your mind body and soul are finally in tune with one another and the only thought that strikes your mind is how free you are.

But I must admit the scarily fun experience of a true adventure was when we were stuck in a tree house surrounded by acres of forest and wildlife with no signs of civilization. Up in the mountains in pitch darkness while nature showing us its harsh side of roaring thunder and lightening and a downpour of heavy monstrous rain that seeped though the thatched roof – all this without food, electricity and a temperature that froze us.

Its amazing how I was taken aback by how simple and beautiful surroundings can be and how naive we are to it, just rushing our energies in materialistic things, manipulating and judging situations and others and being judged ourselves on theories of a rich mans way of life that people have accepted and follow like blind mice. At the end of the day it doesn’t even matter you just one of them back to your routine flowing with the pace of people around you blindly accepting what's thrown at you.

Evalet (life)

2008-04-12T14:08:00.000-07:00

Sapphire - my name, my identity. The idea of a change in name has not crossed my mind and I don’t think it ever will. My name for me is unique just as I believe myself to be, after all u won't find a sapphire around every corner!

As I walked around the city alone I observed more than the usual and realized I do have a mind of my own with thoughts and opinions that run at the speed of lightening and I ought to write it down.

About me well I'm impulsively crazy floating on some vague cloud of responsibility, I love to travel and do anything out of the ordinary to get out of a routine life. I love meeting new people, it's that fun of exploring new personalities and bumping into one of your own kind. I have a large social network but I generally like male company over females. I guess it’s the tomboy nature in me that enjoys a boys life more - the bike rides, relaxed rules and stereotypes, u know u can just enjoy beer while u watch a football match, or play cricket or basketball on the streets with any person, go on a trek in the mountains or simply walk in a mall with shorts, tee and slippers without feeling out of place these are just those few things you just cant do with your girlfriends unless they are a part of your kin.

My impulsive nature leads me to most of my actions and decisions, I kinda lack that patience element in me. I live for myself and like breaking free from the norms and stereotypes imposed by society and culture as long as I know I'm consciously and morally right. I dream of flying not bound by family, friends, a particular action, time or place. Life is too short to waste sleeping and there is much to explore in every aspect which needs to be captured and is a reason for my love of art or photography its interesting to see how something can be perceived in so many ways and its that ability to do so that makes a person an artist. I'm not creative I just look at the world differently in my way. My career options drive into paths of a graphic designer, animator, travel or fashion photographer n even a music video director for which im currently doing a course in communications studies at Mount Carmel College in Bangalore.

My policy in life – if u aren't living your life on the edge your wasting too much of space. Live each moment to the fullest, rules are meant to be broken who knows if u may see a tomorrow.