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Personal
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Welcome again. I am not entirely sure what should go in this space. As
a consequence, you may find a potpourri of things here; from a few of
my
hobbies, blogs.. Pretty much anything is
game...
Some Albums
I have a big interest in Photography. Some of my online albums, you can
find some of my
pictures
Some Prose-Poetry
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Hitopdeshah;
The Prayer Elemental
Water accounts for
more than we usually comprehend. About 3/4th of our body or
mother Earth's face -- the majority is purely her. From old Greeks to ancient
Indians,
they all have
revered her as a
prime element. Many have drawn boundless inspirations from her
attributes. Here is my
tribute.
Welcome to a journey with my pictures, i.e. if you
can take my poems with
it. :) The scribbles are in
English and Sanskrit.
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Muhane
Par, On the Verge
This was my attempt
to
marry two concepts of my great interests; Gazal that means a poetic
conversations in Farsi, and Criticality that gives rise to phase
transitions in matter(ya.. my research area). In this format known as
Shayri, two liners are told
with a twist -- often about the usual suspect, some love dejected.
The
language is Urdu. If you understood it, please be assure that the fella
who
is pushed to the brink here, is fictional :)
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Ahilya
This
is my first story; the langage is Hindi. Ahilya, a female hermit from
the great epic Ramayana, gets drawn
inadvertently into god's plays
and politics. She pays the price of her fortune; becomes frozen
in time, literally.
Fast fwd the epic time, today our protagonist, an author who himself is
caged in
his past, transgress to her space
unconsciously.
In a conversation beyond time, Ahilya
reveals some secret not told in her life story. She tries to wake up
the author asking him to
move
on..
but then, should he?
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Dil
Se, My First Salary
Once, there was a
natural poet in me, expressing itself prolifically. This Hindi poem,
perhaps my first published one, was written mostly on my way back after
the summer job in TIFR, commuting in a local train. Along with my first
compensation in my hand, there were many thoughts in my head.
I found myself, a part of Mumbai crowd commuting with monthly salary
from work to home. It was a milestone of my life, also a reason
for flirting with few
memories..
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A Note to you
A
musician's stream of consciousness.. This English prose needs some more
work. Here the protagonist goes
through a personal crisis,
he
tries to pen down his life in a casual way on a brief note. But
then, on the frinses of his normal
logical self, he encounters something abstract.
He
finds his salvation in
something that had defined him all
along.. goes on to invent a new deity in the abstract. He
feels now, he flows.
A Musical
note/ring-tone: The character above dreams about a music from
a single note. The story inspired
me to experiment if such a music is possible. Here is my (rather
embarrassing)
effort that uses four tones(not one) on a phrase, repeated in
variation.
It is highly experimental and considere yourself warned. It my first
trial with Hyperscore,
a conceptually innovative musical composition tool by the MIT media lab.
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India Related:
 Even
as I come from India, I was surprised to know how little I knew
about her in many aspects. I made a flash quiz about few and presented
this
to a large audience here.. they were not much
different. You may have a better luck.
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Inheritance
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creating
image of my parents !..
Call me good guy, but there
are different reasons,
for which I like these sketches. With the right one, I did my
first portrait copying a photograph. With the left one, I wanted to
bring out some memories, tried my way out with pencil strokes..
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