Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Handful of Clay....


I’ve always been inspired by everything in Art… and there was something I’ve always wanted to do… dip my hands in clay and shape them into pots! But it’s not easy getting a place where you can learn pottery…


You see a lot of it, in movies isn’t it? When Demi Moore, creates vases and pots in Ghost its beautiful and sexy.

But let me warn you its nothing like what they show in movies. I tried my hand at making vases a while back…and it was an experience of lifetime…


The minute my hands dipped in clay I forgot everything else, concentrated on the spinning wheel, the small blob of clay, and the instruction of the tutor. It reminded me of my driving classes, where my tutor constantly gave instructions on what to do next. Of course, any fantasies I had about producing an exquisite vase in the first trial vanished out of my mind in scarcely 3 seconds as the soft clay slashed off!

The skill I’ve been told is not to keep the hand heavy, softly support the clay, shaping it!

And once you get it, it’s a wonderful experience! Shaping it to your hearts desire!

Still it was never Demi Moore! But it was much more fun!


I completely enjoyed this experience and managed to come up with 3 vases within 45 mins! Not bad I say for the first time. Since then I’ve been trying my hand at pottery as and when I get a chance…But my first 3 Vases would always be precious...


Once, these pots are made, you can create some amazing designer pots using the magic of paints and imagination!


So Lo & Behold!!!…… My first experience with Pottery… So here I share with you the 3 little vases I made!!

Also, a couple of my designer pots!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Value of Friendship


At times I’m bemused by how people use the word ‘Friend’!


At times I’ve been introduce by people I hardly know as ‘a friend of mine’ or ‘a good friend of mine’! And I’ve always thought what so ever happened to the word ‘Acquaintance’. Why doesn’t anybody ever introduce someone as ‘Here’s Avi, an acquaintance of mine and we met at a conference’!


When I use the word ‘Friend’ it’s because I consider someone a friend. For me ‘Friendship knows no bounds’, it is the purest relationship in the world and the foundation for any relationship, hence based on ‘Trust.

Some of my ‘so-called friends’ think I’m being overly emotionally and foolish when I trust a friend, and I keep thinking is that so?

I’ve always been preached to trust and value friends and friendship, and that’s exactly what I’ve done my whole life.


I do agree that in the journey of life I’ve come across people who call them selves my friends, call not ‘consider’ and I fail to understand that! And that left me with a hurting back!!! But not all those who call you a friend are ‘back-stabbers’, so the question is how do you differentiate between a friend and a fiend? According to me its ‘tough times’ and ‘situations’ that separate the two.


A true friend stands by you through your good times and bad times, supports you, comforts you, laughs with you when you laugh and makes you laugh when you cry, understands you!!!


So how do u differentiate your true friends? You go to movies, lunches,dinners, shopping, outings et al with your friends but are they your true friends? Somebody who would stand by you forever?

For me, going to movies or shopping would be just an excuse to spend some quality time with my friend..the place or what we do wouldn't matter! So I guess, a true friend lifts your spirits!


Being a true Marathi gal, I’ve always been inspired by Shivaji and his life…and this particular passage inspired me a lot:

It was when Jijabai, tells little Shivaji to gather friends who would stand by him always, lay their lives on the line for him and “swarajya” and always watch his back.

I’ve been so impressed with this, that I’ve put this into practice. I’ve always had friends who would do the anything for me and I would do the same for them.

There have been several such incidences in my life where my friends have stood by me, but a recent incident made me realize how much my friends care about me.


Recently, a friend of mine (say X) posted a testimonial for me on a social networking site, that could have had hidden implications. Well, I took it sportingly and went ahead to publish it. Soon, I had dozens of friends replying and disagreeing with this person X and posting their views about me.


My friend X was enraged at me. From what I understood (from the talks we had) it was at how all of my friends supported me!! According to her "all my friends came loaded with words to save my reputation getting tarnished". It really surprised me, coz I thought it was ok for friends to come in and support if they thought a friend was in need. I explained to her, that I would have done the same if anyone had tried to taint my friends’ character in public including her!


For me it’s the most natural thing in the world to stand by and support my friends no matter what! But obviously everyone has different opinions.




The true value of friendship and what it means to me, cant be expressed in mere words… but it would be fair enough to say “it means the world to me and I owe my life to friendship” and hence, today I reminisce all my dearest friends to whom this post I dedicated …..to all my dearest friends who have stood by me, supported me and been there with me through all the thicks and thins, odds and evens in life!!



p.s : The reason for this posting is to tell all my friends how blessed I am that i've them. And I should have done this before........ years back!! Thank U for being with me thru' those dark times! :)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Poems by Me...

It’s been a while now... And even though everyone has encouraged me to keep writing I've to be honest and say I’ vent found time yet to sit in leisure and enjoy it...
Anyways... I did however manage to scribble out a few tit-bits... so let me share them with you here...

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Life they say... can never be full of happiness...
But yes... It can be full of misery...
Coz.. When happiness finally appears...
In tiny shimmering droplets...
You realize how precious it is...
Before they fade away.......!!!


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Miles sweep by...
Time goes by...
Yet stands so still..
Outside the window I see..
Stars shine down...
On a no Moon night..
Like a nymph in the night..
For You this I write...
Just to wish you...
A lovely Good Night!!!
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That's all for now...
But with a promise I leave... that there shall be more.. Hopefully soon they seem!! ;-)

Thursday, February 07, 2008

My Sketches

When in school.. i loved art.. but gradually as time passed.. this skill was burried under sands of time!


I recently started sketching all over again... rather doodling... over the weekends to pass time..


are are some.. that i got scanned.. hope u enjoy them!

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Poetry by me : Love



Love is to live, love is to give,


Love is to believe, love is to forgive.


Love makes you cry, Love makes you try,


Love is to trust, Love is a must,


Love makes you smile, Love gives you style,


Love makes you kind, Love makes you blind,


Love makes you feel, Love makes you heal,


Love makes you wait, But finds you a mate,


Love teaches you to be nice, Love teaches you to sacrifice,


Love makes you dance, Always gives you a chance.


Love comes in when everyone goes out,


And when it does, it leaves no doubts,


Love is a sky full of clouds, Once you fall in, there's no way out.


Love is true when you feel no fear, Love defines what's pure and clear.


Love is when you fly high, Love is when you never lie.


Love is the only one who stands by.


When the soul that loved is about to die.



Website: http://www.poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P3217147&BN=999&PN=3


Remarks: Finalist in the Internation Poetry Competion for this entry. This poem got published in a book and CD.




Poetry by me : Silence Within Me!


I am here, but not..

The voice that emerges from this throat is not mine

I am here, but still I am not

The thoughts that invade this mind are not mine

I am here, but not

The feelings that arise in this heart are not mine

I am here, but still I am not

This body that is alive is a facet of many dreams woven together by invisible threads

This body, it belongs to someone other than me, for I have no sense of feeling, emotion

It is only when I am in this body that I feel these worthless needs of the body...

to nurture it, to care for it, to feel pain, to feel joy.

I am here... minus the body, mind, heart I am here, my soul and I.



Remarks: Finalist in International Poetry Competition for this poem. Got published in book and CD

Review by Me : The Last Don - A book by Mario Puzo

If you have read "GodFather" this is definately not a book to read!

Like Godfather, the author tries to create a plot around the Mafiso family.However, the plot is not strong enough to make you bite your nails.The author gives detailed description of many characters that are not directly involved with the plot..making the reader lose interest! Also, when the plot finally gets stronger towards the end, you almost guess the climax!!

Here's a quick recap about the book incase you want to just give up on getting really bored!The story is about "Clericuzio Family". Don Clericuzio oversees the double christening of two infant boys, Dante and Cross, into the Clericuzio family. Later, when Cross is tapped to take over as the "Hammer" of the Clericuzios, their prime hit man, he proves not cold-blooded enough for the role. Dante takes his place, and Cross moves from Las Vegas to Hollywood, which proves to be an even worse den of iniquity. When he falls for a movie star Athena Aquitaine, he exhibits the "fatal flaw" the old don always warned against: loving a beautiful woman. A taut novel of sex and money, of love and power.

The plot of the story revolves around the fact that 'Dante' is the son of the Don's daughter Rose Marie and Don's enemy Santido!(The Don has ordered his son's and Pippi to murder the Santido family) At some point when Dante figures this out, he conspires and plots revenge against the Don's sons, Pippi and Cross.
And to cut the long story short... "THIS IS ONE BOOK YOU CAN GIVE UP ON!!"


Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Review by Me : Shock - A Book by Robin Cook

A typical Robin cook book! Keeps your eyes glued to the book and your mind glued to the story line even after you are through reading!!

In this plot-twisting novel the villains, (who are doctors at Winsgate Clinic) with no sense of ethics or social responsibility get their greedy hands on the newest cloning technology. It starts when a couple of Harvard graduate students (Debhora and Joanna) answer the Wingate Clinic's ad for egg donors. The women figure on financing a year in Venice and the down payment on a Boston condo with the extraordinary sum they're promised. But a year later, the heroines feel the emotional need to seek out the children they've made possible for infertile couples. So they disguise themselves and seek jobs at the clinic in order to access the identifying information. The clinic, as it turns out, has plenty of secrets to protect, so it's hard to believe that a pair of computer neophytes could bypass its security and reveal the dirty secrets of cloning and try to escape the grounds of winsgate clinic!!

This one keeps you turning the pages until the final denouement, though the last chapter ends abruptly, leaving the reader to wonder whether he ran out of steam or is just setting up a sequel in which he'll recycle the villains in a new scheme with a new pair of victims

Personally, I dont enjoy open - ends too much! Yet.. the book deserves 3 1/2 stars! ;)

And if you do like this one.. you should definately go for "Chromosome 6" if you have not already read it! :-D

Review by Me: Abduction - A book By Robin Cook




This is one of the best books i've read so far..Not only does it keep your eyes glued to the book while your reading it but it also, keeps your thoughts glued to the plot long after you have finished reading it!!

Robin Cook, makes Abduction sound so real and logical in a scientific way. The book is basically about double evolution on Earth.

To breifly describe what goes around; Perry Berg is president of Benthic Marine and a passenger aboard The Benthic Explorer, a 450-foot research ship endeavoring to drill into, and sample for the first time, the earth's magma core. Also onboard are the lovely Dr. Suzanne Newell; ex-navy commander and present submersible skipper Donald Fuller; and navy-cum-Neanderthal divers Richard Adams and Michael Donaghue. It is this cast of characters who, with the reluctant Perry, dive to the stilled drill site in order to make repairs. En route, they are sucked (or suckered) into a defunct undersea volcano and deposited into an otherworldly wonderland. That takes about 75 pages of fairly cogent spadework.

The next 375 pages sprout some of the looniest, most derivative, made-for-TV-movie science fiction imaginable. Our heroes, you see, have been abducted to Interterra, an undersea world of staggering beauty and unheard of technologies--intergalactic travel and eternal life, for starters--populated by stunningly beautiful, toga-wearing, first-generation humans.

First-generation humans are the one's that were the result of the first evoluation on Earth, after the 'dark Ages' another evoluation takes place resulting into us the 'Second Generation' humans. The first generation had been doing very nicely until their scientists realized that the earth was about to be "showered with planetesimal collisions, just as had happened in its primordial state," and that they had better start digging. While the Interterrans prospered and thrived undersea, we, the second generation, began hauling our single-celled bodies up by our ooze-straps and started all over again. They main characters like Arak and Sufa speak strangely, giggle at the primitive second-generationists, recoil at the very thought of violence, press their palms together to show respect, greeting and to make love, and direct "worker clones" to do the dishes while the second generation does its stereotypical best to, in turns, exemplify, define, and defile humankind. What the Interterrains are scared of is, the fact that us 'Second Generation' will discover Interterra. Hence, when the main characters of the novel decide to escape, from Interterra the plot thickens. In the end, the powerful Interterrians decide to send 'back in time' the culprits!
All in all a very exotic book! Would love to re-re-re-read!!! :)