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29
Nov 09

the point(s) at which life routes in shift.

There are certain times, when life forces things out of you, that you had decided not to  see eye-to-eye anytime again. But, since it is such: you give in to helplessness or settling-for-mediocrity!

I’ve been doing: a lot of stuff, in fact together through the day, through life, and randomly they were creative. I decided that I’ll revisit each love in person: have a one-on-one talk and not make a decision, and open my eyes. So, the decision of where to focus on and “dedicating my whole life to”: should I settle for being a writer, filmmaker, blogger, photographer, copywriter or a creative person who still hasn’t found his calling? Now, just as the “serious” writing phase was about to take shape for the second abrupt time (first, being in school; the college being a dull chasm) my HDD crashed taking with it, a draft of the novel I started. Now, I’ve to start afresh, since I was stupid enough to overlook the importance of backup even after reliability of digital data on a HDD was tested a few months back with the whole set of photos that I’d shot on my mobile (which really is a lot; oh, that was a heartbreak). Life drops in scary free-fall when you move into assess the damage that’s been done mode.

Fresh, is a new sign. Maybe, it’ll do me and my story good.

Most of this is a mood-swing, the rest is regurgitated crap from past creative-times: yes, that reminds me of how I have been. Yes, I’ve been good to the point where I’d my takers. I wrote and people read. Then, comes a point where you stop. Start again, you look around and you don’t know how it will be: this has become more than a game of show and tell. It itself has moved on. How crazy is that, something deep inside you taking a life of its own, packing its baggage without your notice and just leaving.

Okay, I’m concluding that you’ve either come to decide that, “I’m never stepping my soiled foot on this forsaken blog again.” or “That, this guy must be a higher form of life that skipped evolutionary paradigms and evolved in superior cortex.” Thank you for allowing to make my two cents. Yes, I was actually not paid to say this. But then, I paid myself: in human eccentricity!


3
Nov 09

That I can’t wait long!

Sometimes I find the can’t-wait (!) feeling really annoying because it nags me like a pesky afterthought and keeps coming back to me.

I can’t wait long for good things to happen, since I’m selfish. Since I’m selfish, I need fodder to keep that same instinct intact.

This makes things harder for me: life isn’t like a dream, (though it’s possible) except that this isn’t a point where I can wish for a big bar of chocolate and buy it without going through “if-I-do-this-now-will-I-have-money-for-something-else-tomorrow?”

And so, I’ve to wait. Not just for the chocolate.


27
Oct 09

While we do nothing about it.

Most of us, acknowledge the fact that creative change comes when there happens to be drawn a connection between things that don’t sit next to each other usually, like when we pull a metaphorical device onto a line of poetry.

But… we do nothing about the way people around us, people on whom you can subject change upon, are left to learn things the hard way, go through the rigorous factory-like setup of churning out “high school grads” and “grads” until they realize they’ve wasted their years on something they don’t root by the heart for.

We acknowledge the fact that each of us, that each child is an individual, the individuality ceases to be within those lines themselves as we put them through school and college and let them be creatively and collectively tormented out of their natural inclinations. While we’re subjected to a new “…where else, but school? There’s nowhere else to be” we feel the urgent need to look for a better plan.

We talk on length on the need for change while we go through the recursice process that we hate so much and yet send our children through the same hula hoops again and make their brains work like a cuckoo clock.

We know everything yet we don’t want to do it ourselves. How the first step remains never taken and the road untroddenHow we let every generation succumb to great creative damage as it passes by us, when we particularly have the duty of “caring enough”.

I close with my pick of The Best Videos of Sir Ken Robinson, creativity expert; my personal hero.

Sir Ken Robinson: Do schools kill creativity?

“Sir Ken Robinson makes an entertaining and profoundly moving case for creating an education system that nurtures (rather than undermines) creativity.”

Sir Ken Robinson, Hammer Lectures

“Ken Robinson has written numerous books, most recently “The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything.” This talk explores ways to connect peoples’ natural aptitudes with their personal passions to achieve at their highest levels in education and business. He was knighted by Queen Elizabeth II in 2003 for his outstanding achievements in education and the arts.”

Do Schools Destroy Creativity? – Ken Robinson

“Sir Ken Robinson says a schismatic view of the mind has marginalized many people’s talents, creating a crisis of human resources. “Human dysfunction…is a bounty for all kinds of corporations and institutions,” says Robinson.”