12/2/08

an ode to deleting

i cant vanish you.can i?

i dont know how to hide you

but webmaker webmaker

tell me how to live without you?

11/25/08

about not having anything to say

about not having anything to say is something i started to say but i dont know how to say it because i really dont have anything to say in particular but that doesnt mean i dont say things so this is to say that i have something to say but i feel i have nothing to say.
nonsense?
sense is unnatural.caution is unnatural.humility is?
rules are unnatural.highways are unnatural.making is?
art is unnatural.may be science too.food is?
cavewoman tied creepers around her i tie truths.
what is truth?what i see is truth.but i see lies so lies are actually the truth.
point is basically all has gone w-a-r-p-e-d in perspective!

11/22/08

Eames says

Charles Eames was a famous designer and design thinker..
a quote from a book about him i read,i thought i should share it here.

He often quoted from bhagvad geeta,"work done with anxiety about results is far inferior to work done without such anxiety,in the calm of self surrender."And he often attributed this idea to the physicist Richard Feynman,"Choose your corner,pick away at it carefully,intensely and to the best of your ability,and that way you might change the world."

book:100 quotes by Charles Eames, edited by Carla Hartman and Eames Demetrios

11/14/08

it seems

it seems a game of truths and lies

the moon has too many eyes

though all are yours, two are mine

11/8/08

1...2,3,4....1....2,3,4

in my ears
you breathed
hot
scolding air
and
prolific sound of your whiff

you made me
sing inside

you are the life
but today you scared me.

in rhythm.

11/6/08

i am not am i

full of moons
i swing
feet float flown
heavy, as air before the rain.

clogged
tough i stay
witty waiting wailing (a little)
dreaming, as water in a pond.

big and round

beautiful and glowing
slow and graceful, it all seems.
but nothing comes out.
just nothing.

though

am not scared,you are.

11/3/08

201

footnote:

the ratio (almost) 200days: 200 posts seems (almost)unreal to me considering my relentless but failed attempts of regularities (almost) everywhere else.

10/21/08

10/15/08

sur ban lay Thaye (when sur becomes lay)

Ajab Duniya jaariya kahan hai
jaan paryo na mein ka, aage paachhe re

baithe jyo guni yeh hai, poochhat inaso mein
bataide kahan, ye aage paachhe re

(raga :hameer, composition by Pt.Kumar Gandharva)

why am i quoting this?
because this starts running in veins,
a truth again to be narrated in an expression.
a sur.a lay.a feeling.
he does it and you carry it within.
one doesn't only sing it.
it kills me.
just that.

ajab duniya continues
(in a loop)

10/5/08

k a j a r i

preet kari toh ab kyun roye
ro ro apna jeevan khoye

kyun mathe tilak lagaye sajaniya?
(from a traditonal 'kajari'in Des)

may be when i have no answers
i grope with the words written by unknown people
lost in tradition.alive in music.
if there were answers,nothing would be
written or sung or expressed.
(note:preet,here i feel is love at large in all its forms felt towards all alive and gone)
and may be the ultimate is to get lost to never find it!

"get lost",they say.it makes sense.

10/2/08

as it is

amazed
surprised
romantic
circulating
upsetish
hanging
wondering
freezing
running
alone
i sit in one place.

a railway platform.

UNAFFECTED@4AM
(misty,dark and cold light travels from one to other)

9/26/08

9/20/08

in there

RAIN DOESN'T TELL
HER ANYTHING
ANYMORE.
IT JUST
GIGGLES AT HER
PUTS HER BACK IN THERE .

YOU CAN ONLY SEE HER HAIR.

9/16/08

the two


bihag and marubihag come along like two friends,
two ends of the same spectrum.
of sweetness and of pathos.
of undying hope and of longing.
complementary and yet connected.

i found my dry eyes shining back with water.
and i could relate to the bandish.eyes are an only truth.


e mora re
tumaso laagi
laagi naina
laagi naina, hamare

aao aao garava lagao
sada rang more balama re
e mora re

(naina:eye; mora:mine; garava:neck,body; balama: friend)

9/11/08

manichi mani

she is like a cloud up in the sky
waiting to say a hello and burst into water.
i love her a lot,
beautifully she flows.
she looks at me
to find me gazing
at her liquid shadow.
one woman in me,she is.

9/10/08

Work we did with Swach

publicity material for a waste management initiative in the city with Pune Municipal Corporation and Swach
these are two sides of an each foldable card.
1.


2.

9/9/08

8/29/08

dream

i is all i have.
may be you is all you do.

webmaker webmaker,

who is who
in this big damn dream?

8/28/08

Sakhi man lagena


Sakhi man lage na
Kahu jatan jin
manat nahi mora jiya samazay rahi
Sakhi....
Na jaanu baalam
mile kab hun preet lagaye pachhataye
Sakhi....
(bageshree)

i fly and drown once again and forever...
don't know why it hits so hard
hits and stays..strays..stays
no words to say what i actually want to say
why?

8/27/08

8/17/08

in transit

g talk creates great literature (this entry can only be for marathi friends...sorry)

Junuka: tu ithe yenar!
noopur: hoooooooo
:)
Junuka: khup saman ahe?
noopur: nahi tas
kapade
Junuka: ok
noopur: philips cha taperecorder
ek istree
kahi pustake
kahi cds
Junuka: cdya ani casets
noopur: ani itar satar fatar wastu
Junuka: hm
noopur: antharun pangharun ithe ch sodnar
bhandikundi hi
Junuka: ho arthat
dabe batlya hi
ani fridge hi
noopur: haan
badalya
khurchya
table
Junuka: bhinti ani chhat
noopur: khidakya
ani darawaje
kapade walat ghalayachya dorya
chimate
hangers
cooler
Junuka: kathade ani aakash
noopur: :P
balcony tun disarana chandra..

Junuka: ani uun
ani to paus
noopur: musaldhar pawasanantar gharat shiranar.. pawasach paani..
chikhal an waraa..
Junuka: dole galnare ekte kshan
ani kahi utsahi ratri
udas sakali
noopur: udaas sandhyakali
Junuka: ghaichya pahati
noopur: rengalelya dupari..
Junuka: takka jagya madhyaratri
noopur: ghar manasanni bharalela asatanach eketpan..
Junuka: kadhi ekta astana vatlela fullness ani anand
hruday bharnarya kshani
tap tap paani
:)

8/14/08

birds in my cells

...and there are moments when one feels all has become none. The Shoonya.all the knots getting untangled with voice coming out of my body and it feels like there are birds chirping in every nucleus of an every cell. what is an expression actually?i often wonder and never find an answer.

Nirguni bhajan by Kabeer
Ghat ghat mein panchhi bolata
aap hi dandi,aap tarajoo
aap hi baitha tolata...
sab ban mein sab
aap biraje,
jad chetana mein dolata...
kahat kabeer suno bhai sadho
man ki gundi kholata...

8/13/08

The light little foot

THE
BIG
FAT
PIG
FELL
OFF
THE FOOT.

AND
THE
FOOT
JUMPED
FEELING
LIGHTER.

(TUNE:JACK AND JILL WENT UP THE HILL...)

8/12/08

washed out



washed out
in blood
water
tear
drained underground
washed the ground
under the tap
i drip

8/10/08

A BIG FAT PIG

A BIG FAT PIG

CROSSED

MY

PATH

AND

I

KICKED

IT HARD .

NOW

IT

IS

STUCK

TO MY FOOT.

Hallucinating


tripping on an empty day
i hallucinate
of a full moon and a heart filled with rain
i hallucinate
and hear the sound of water
and colours dripping down my eyes
i hallucinate,
an end of an empty day
and the day never ends.

HA HA HA HA...

i only hallucinate:)

recent documentary class

TeacherTortureTeacher...:)


Ongoing workshop at Open Space,Pune