Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Someone Shot a Football...

Someone shot a football through my heart,
And that someone was definitely not Lampard!

Friday, June 25, 2010

Blame It on the World Cup?

Dear nice people I've met in the past few months,

I'm sorry that you had to bear me unexpectedly headbutting you when you came to kiss me on the forehead.
As strategic and well planned as it seemed, it wasn't. Heck, even I don't know where I picked up a reflex like that from. Or when?
Maybe it's the World Cup. Maybe its Zidane not playing the World Cup. I'm not quite sure.
While I am well aware that it wasn't quite the reciprocation you were expecting, I can't really understand why all of you are so mad. Or startled. I mean, we are living in an age where kids are getting abducted by their nannies, and some guy is leaving a two rupee coin behind after raping young girls.
So, sorry nice people, but it only seems like my neurons went into self defense mode (when they was no real need for it!) For that I apologize!
But if being on the safe side means making your lip bleed a little, so be it!

Thank you.

P.S.: I always carry some lip balm and cotton in my bag. The next time I headbutt you, feel free to ask me for some.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Talking Like I'm 16

Some guy thought I was scary because I told him he disappointed me.
What a twat!
Imagine if I'd told him that his crooked teeth were distracting.
Or that his sense of humour reeked of self loathing.
Or that his shoes matched mine.
What would I be called then? Hmm?
Good thing I shut up.
Or I'd be microwaving the popcorn for myself right now.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Art. Awesomeness. Gear.

Every time a cousin comes from London, new drawing, painting and doodling gear is acquired. This is the latest addition.
- Faber Castell, Colors of Nature, artist’s 24 color set, which has colors a shade apart, only that they're a little hard and brittle.
- Crawford and Black 15 Assorted brushes (round and flat) with the softest hair ever.
- Crawford and Black 50 (FIF-TEEEH! FIF-TEEEEH!) Assorted artist’s pencils, which include a combination of HB through 8B drawing pencils, plain color pencils, water colors and metallic shades(also, this box is 1.5 feet long! Whoa-ness!) with lead that's beautifully soft and runs for really long.
And have I mentioned that the boxes smell gorgeous?

Monday, June 14, 2010

Monday Morning Awesomeness!

The nice guys from Indiecision, sent me this to cheer up my Monday morning.
And to bling the shiz outta my entire week!

Saturday, June 12, 2010

10cc Library

All new background. A few new doodles.


Every time I realise that something is en vogue I end up pining for it the whole of that season and picking it up the next.
That's exactly what I did with the jumpsuit.
I spent the summer looking up online catalogues but never got around to hitting the 'Add to Cart' button. Largely because I was wary of the sizes (I'm tinier than a size zero) and the fit (we Indians are very touch and feel people, you know?)

So I was obviously thrilled to bits when when I found three of them in three different cuts and patterns in a quaint little boutique in the suburbs.
One was the dungaree styled flared jumpsuit in a cotton denim material, very wearable to work on a Wednesday.
The second was a blue and black pin striped, all cotton, low waist sleek fit with pockets on the side, passable for a Friday.
And the third was a printed off shoulder with bronze buttons and side pockets (oh how I love pockets!) which looks just so much fun and will be worn to something that involves a lot of grooving!

And here they are... In all their crumpled glory!

The shorts were just thrown in because three pictures were looking a little odd.
Plus, I did buy them just a few days after the jumpsuits, and, they're also a part of the gorgeous armour I'm using to combat SAD and this dull monsoon!

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Don't jump the line!

Don’t you just hate it when you share items on Reader from an amazing blog you discovered and then the next time you check your feeds you realize that someone on your list has gone out all, jumped the line and is now sharing awesome things from that blog as their Shared Items?

Yeah! Me neither!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010



This is what I'm suffering from!
Seasonal Affective Disorder!
And it's so overpowering that I've voiced it here and here and now here! Just that the winter needs to be replaced with the monsoon!

Bhopal's Great Tragedy

On Monday morning, people who had waited 26 long years for justice gathered in the streets to await the verdict pronounced over the Union Carbide gas plant leak, the world’s worst industrial disaster.

When it was announced, it was too little and too late!

The fact that all the Indian defendants had been found guilty produced short-lived joy, but news of the sentences left the rest of the country in shock, disbelief, disgusted and angry.

The court made zero mention of Warren Anderson, the American then-chairman of Union Carbide, who had a warrant issued against him since 2003 but was later declared an ‘absconder’ by the court (despite the fact that he was publicly proclaimed to be living in his New York apartment as of late 2009).

As with most Indian cases with weak verdicts, blindingly obvious questions still hung in the air.
Like why didn’t the Indian government force Dow to clean up Bhopal?
Or why did the prosecution turn their attention on the Indian managers instead of trying UCC for culpable homicide?

In 2008 itself the Indian law ministry had advised Manmohan Singh that Dow was liable for UCC’s misdeeds in Bhopal. Little did everyone know that the Prime Minister and his minions were in contortions to appease Dow, which had then offered to invest $1billion in India if freed from its Bhopal liabilities.

Indra Sinha, who has written a scathing book on the Bhopal Gas Tragedy called ‘Animal’s People’, tells the story of ‘that night’ here and speaks of the verdict here.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Talk Hygienic to Me

From the same guy who had me at Carbon Footprint:

Me: I was just thinking about you while brushing my teeth.
He: Ooh! I love it when you talk hygienic to me!

Monday, June 7, 2010


I dined at the Indigo Deli at the Palladium a few days ago.
Everything about that place is mmm. Including the bread.
Unfortunately, I didn't take pictures of the food earlier. Largely because I was so busy eating it!
But Mumbai Boss reviewed it and they're so damn right!
The dessert was obviously divine, with lots of Bailey's Irish Cream and some other really rich liquor which totally gave my teetotaling the boot. And uhh, the blueberry cheesecake was over, hence the chocolate.


I woke up all glum this morning and wrote my own version of Andre Jordan’s Ordinary Love Stories.

I have fallen head over heels in love with an analyst called Onni.
He is six feet tall and smells of currency and cologne.
On our first date I planned to outwit him by dressing well and belting out replies like old school karate chops. But when he hopped into my rickshaw and kissed my cheek, I melted. And spent the rest of the evening looking away and smiling foolishly.
Since then, I have never met him again.

P.S: I am not really head over heels in love. Those things only happen to people who enjoy the rains. Thank god.

Monsoon Depression

The monsoons depress me so much that if I allowed myself, I’d cry tears that were bigger than raindrops.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Potato Wedgie

Conversation with basakbabies as he design assisted my potato wedgie

me: aye man, where's my wedgie?
bb: i just re-surfaced infinitum
me: why don't you give me my wedgie back?
bb: no
me: dude, you can’t steal my wedgie!
bb: i am having a moment with it
me: with my wedgie? yurk

bb: offend me
me: i can’t
bb: come on! why?
me: because my wedgie is at stake!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Why would you lie about how much coal you had?

I first heard about New York (and Columbia University) outfit, Vampire Weekend at the end of 2009 while having a conversation about the Dharamsala with some deviant music expats. If you listen to 'Oxford Comma' you'll get how. And why.
Turns out the vocalist, Ezra, had actually visited the place way before he even wrote the song.
Apart from being one of the catchiest chansons that I have come across since 2010 began, it's also put my vocals-in-high-pitch to the test. So, while I passed all the mee-hee'ing and the yoo-hoo'ing with golden grades and flying colours, I still stagger helplessly every time I listen to the song. Sigh.
So. Hard. To. Get. Oxford. Comma. Out. Of. Head.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

The Beatles didn't know any better

In advertising agencies, when we sit armed with our pencils and the right side of our brains, we often end up ideating on the inside and doing something completely different on the outside. Like this!

Digital assistance by basakbabies