Things seem like they’re taking a turn for the worse. Relax. Take a deep breath. Focus.
So you’ve had a fight. Big deal. Shake it off. And focus.
Count to ten. Hum your song. Remember to breathe. Why aren’t you focusing?
Eat your dinner. Watch some TV. Surf the internet. Come back and focus.
Wash your face. Drink some water. Close your eyes. Try the focusing thing again.
Go out on the terrace. Look at the moon. Sit under the stars. And, yes, focus.
You’ve got exams in two weeks. You need to focus. WILL YOU JUST FUCKING FOCUS?!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Things I love: Part four.
Rose Red
No one who knows me is surprised about this one. Rose Red is my tiny, easy-to-slip-in-my-bag and trusty camera. And she’s named so because… well, just look at her! What other name would suit her. Yes, my camera has a gender and a character and a personality and is the most beautiful piece of equipment I have ever owned. She was named so by Diaryface, one of the first things that we ever spoke about.
Rose was the first piece of technology to be gifted to me, and she was just perfect. A Canon iXus (the specifications picked out by the giggling idiot, whose opinion in cameras and such are most reliable), I was only silently hoping for her to be red. Supposed to be a gift from my cousin, I didn’t really feel like being demanding and insisting the camera be red. But when my cousin finally placed Rose in my hand on the 8th of December, 2009 – she was red in all her glory! And I was smitten. I knew she was a girl and I knew she had to be named – something I didn’t really do. I began naming my belongings only after I got my scooter, and there was no stopping me after that! This is the first photograph I ever took with Rose:
It's really annoying when people attempt to take arty-farty shots with her and say "I need a better camera to be able to capture that." Well, go get your own then! Because my Rose was “not bought for the love of photography, she was bought for the love of photographs.” That’s something Ravi said recently, and I thought it was so apt. I’m sure Rose has a lot of settings that can be explored and she can be put to good use for photography, but that is not why I love her so. I love her because she captures moments in life that need to be captured. And sometimes, she captures moments that don’t really need to be captured either. And I can look at these when I miss those moments or the people in those moments.
Since she’s so light and easy to carry, she rarely ever leaves my side – a fact many of my friends can vouch for. They all have varied reactions to the pretty little thing – they either hate that she’s around so much, or love it! Rose has been with me in a foreign land, with people I hadn’t met before and haven’t met since and she’s been with me in familiar land with familiar people. Either way, she’s been around for over a year.
This is the latest photograph I’ve taken with Rose:
It's almost as if by whipping her out of my bag, I expect time to not pass me by! She's just so handy and there was little or no doubt that she wouldn't feature on this segment!
No one who knows me is surprised about this one. Rose Red is my tiny, easy-to-slip-in-my-bag and trusty camera. And she’s named so because… well, just look at her! What other name would suit her. Yes, my camera has a gender and a character and a personality and is the most beautiful piece of equipment I have ever owned. She was named so by Diaryface, one of the first things that we ever spoke about.
Rose was the first piece of technology to be gifted to me, and she was just perfect. A Canon iXus (the specifications picked out by the giggling idiot, whose opinion in cameras and such are most reliable), I was only silently hoping for her to be red. Supposed to be a gift from my cousin, I didn’t really feel like being demanding and insisting the camera be red. But when my cousin finally placed Rose in my hand on the 8th of December, 2009 – she was red in all her glory! And I was smitten. I knew she was a girl and I knew she had to be named – something I didn’t really do. I began naming my belongings only after I got my scooter, and there was no stopping me after that! This is the first photograph I ever took with Rose:
It's really annoying when people attempt to take arty-farty shots with her and say "I need a better camera to be able to capture that." Well, go get your own then! Because my Rose was “not bought for the love of photography, she was bought for the love of photographs.” That’s something Ravi said recently, and I thought it was so apt. I’m sure Rose has a lot of settings that can be explored and she can be put to good use for photography, but that is not why I love her so. I love her because she captures moments in life that need to be captured. And sometimes, she captures moments that don’t really need to be captured either. And I can look at these when I miss those moments or the people in those moments.
Since she’s so light and easy to carry, she rarely ever leaves my side – a fact many of my friends can vouch for. They all have varied reactions to the pretty little thing – they either hate that she’s around so much, or love it! Rose has been with me in a foreign land, with people I hadn’t met before and haven’t met since and she’s been with me in familiar land with familiar people. Either way, she’s been around for over a year.
This is the latest photograph I’ve taken with Rose:
It's almost as if by whipping her out of my bag, I expect time to not pass me by! She's just so handy and there was little or no doubt that she wouldn't feature on this segment!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)