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Thursday, August 14, 2014
Monday, August 11, 2014
GAS LEAK YEAR
In the 'Community' universe, Season 4 which aired in 2013 was a gas leak year. It was because the characters weren't quite themselves and the situations were not as weird and meta and complex as before. The show was still loveable and since I was already invested in it so much, I had to live through it.
But it was not just a gas leak year for Community. It was a gas leak year for me as well.
2012 had not ended quite so well for me personally. And with my health deteriorating, It made my life more than just a bit less exciting. Not good times. I fell very sick and the doctor couldn't diagnose what was wrong with me. So I was suffering. By June, I had lost too much weight and I was feeling too weak to do anything so decided to consult a different doctor. I got better soon, by my earlier treatment had left me with a lot of other ailments which really took a very long time and willpower to get through and heal.
I was different. Not the same. Gas Leak Year.
So how did I decide to write about it now? After half the year 2014 is already past me? It's because today, I was telling Vivek that I needed to upload photos from 2012 on flickr, but when I logged on, I realised that I had already uploaded it sometime in 2013. That's how bad 2013 was for me that I wasn't even able to recollect the photographs I had uploaded.
Gas Leak Year.
On a more positive note, 2013 ended so much better than the previous year end. And 2014 started with some rather sweet surprises. And it keeps being so much more pleasant. Just like Community season 5 was... :D
Friday, August 8, 2014
Reactions
Every year in college, the students participate in a week long design studio where they are divided into mixed groups from each year. This year, they were given a very unique design exercise. To REACT
Today we have become quite used to the scenario around us. The good, the bad and the mundane... we take it in our stride. We accept everything without blinking an eyelid.
A reaction to an urban space is what is expected. Which got me thinking: How many times do I give a reaction to things around me? How many times do I come across as a skeptic, a philistine, or an asshole if I do react? How many times have I told people that I have stopped reaction to traffic in Pune or the poverty I see around everywhere. Every time I see a homeless and helpless old man or woman I want to cry. Instead I just shake my head, accept it and move on.
But why must I move on? Why must I not react? Even though my reaction might not amount to anything why must I not make an attempt?
After all this, I might still not react and live as blissfully inert as always.