It amazes me how awesome the ad industry is. Do you realize that this industry churns out new ways of reaching the audience, new ways of attracting their attention, new ways of showcasing its creativity all the time. We combine the newest technology and blend our bit of ceativity into it. That’s how email blitzkrieg, [...]
June 26, 2009
Categories: Anakyze This.., Campaigns, Enter: World, Magic Spun by Moving Pictures, Pictograph . . Author: PS . Comments: Leave a Comment
A pure white hair-band lying on the floor. In front of the drawn curtains.
The roller chair, abandoned between the room.
Flowers knocked over from the glass vase. The vase, amazingly, unbroken.
The laptop lying on its side with its charging cord dangling from the side.
The book, the page you were reading preserved so preciously till now, on [...]
July 10, 2008
Categories: A Story In Dreams.., Beginnings, Pictograph, Tall Tales, Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 1 Comment
My entry into the world begins here.
Here on I leave the world of comfort..Here on I leave the world of convenience
Here on I leave the world of ready to eatHere on I leave the world of companionship
Here on I leave my safe little tight cocoon
Here on I enter the world of compromiseHere on I enter [...]
May 25, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Blogstreet, Conversations, Going Away from home.., Going over the past.., Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph, Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 2 Comments
**I could have called this a spoiler warning, but really, there is nothing about the movie that can be divulged.**
Books are beautiful. They weave stories, images, characters around the reader. But these images don’t always translate into pictures, moving pictures or movies.
The Namesake (ध नेमसेक) is one such story. The characters, the flow, the performance, [...]
April 6, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Conversations, Going over the past.., Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph, Reviews . . Author: PS . Comments: 12 Comments
From 5 in the evening, I was glued to the Idiot Box. I had predicted that India would lose, but that was no huge feat. Half the cricketing world must have predicted that. But i was hopeful, which was also no different, all of India was hoping for the best.
When finally the toss took place [...]
March 24, 2007
Categories: Anakyze This.., Personalities, Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph . . Author: PS . Comments: 8 Comments
“Has Mandira Bedi put on weight?” asks my mother, early in the morning at 10 when I have just slunk onto my chair for my life-saving element; coffee.
But the phrase ‘put on weight’ wakes me up completely, “I have”
Mom makes a face.” Mumbai Mirror says that Mandira Bedi has put on weight, her hair is [...]
March 23, 2007
Categories: Conversations, Personalities, Philosophically speculating.., Pictograph, Weirdness Within . . Author: PS . Comments: 2 Comments
On the occassion of the ‘World Theatre Day’ , the Academy of Theatre Arts, University of Mumbai , brings for Mumbaikars a bouquet of India’s finest plays, in an 11-day ‘National Vasant Natya Mahotsav’.
The Mahotsav, to be staged between March 22 and April 1, 2007 at the Kalina Campus of the University of Mumbai , [...]
March 18, 2007
Categories: A story in Rhymes, Going Away from home.., Personalities, Pictograph, Sticky Post . . Author: PS . Comments: Leave a Comment
Walking across the Oval Maidan, the wind tugs my hair out from behind my ears and lightly plonks it on my face, the pleasant woodsy smell of its wafts up to me.
The stoned path across the Maidan is always windy. And it always has at least 20 people crossing at any given point. In the [...]
March 9, 2007
Categories: Going Away from home.., Pictograph . . Author: PS . Comments: 5 Comments
“So why did you do it??” she asked him.“I know, I know. It was the wrong thing. I just realized it too late.”
She sat ramrod straight as he looked everywhere except into her eyes. This from the person who loved looking into her eyes. She knew that he still loved her. That Seven years [...]
March 1, 2007
Categories: Going over the past.., Pictograph, Tall Tales . . Author: PS . Comments: 16 Comments
When we entered the classroom, Melody Teacher greeted us. She then took our attendance, introduced us to all and placed us in our seats. After a while Melody Teacher thought that friends should not sit together. So she separated all ’supposed’ friends and replaced the naughty ones under her nose. Melody teacher also made some [...]
February 3, 2007
Categories: Blogstreet, Pictograph . . Author: PS . Comments: 7 Comments